Yan Mu Lin stared at Shao Nuo Yu's Weibo account that had millions of fans. Why was a person who wasn't in the entertainment industry have such a large number of fans? This could only mean that he was a public figure with great influence. Apart from this, Yan Mu Lin could not think of any more reasons.
With his shaking right hand, Yan Mu Lin held the mouse. He clicked on the search bar. He entered "Shao Nuo Yu" in it, and pressed the enter key. He anxiously waited for the result. Naturally, it was only a second of waiting time, but Yan Mu Lin felt like it had been a century. Who was Shao Nuo Yu? He was feeling curious and nervous at the same time. His hands were cold and sweaty. To think that the man he wanted to pursue could influence countless of people. May the Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Guan Yin Bodhisattva protect and bless me. May the Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Guan Yin Bodhisattva protect and bless me.
His search finally loaded. The first article showed the words Shao Nuo Yu. There was a photo and a description right below it. He clicked it for more details.
Shao Nuo Yu (Year XXXX, Month XX, Day XX) Chairman of Sheng Ting Group. He was a member of the royal family. Born of royal blood, he was the son of the sister of Huaxia's King. His parents, the princess, and the previous chairman of Sheng Ting group have already passed away. Currently, he was ninth in line for Huaxia's throne. He had once served the Primary Dragon Cavalry as a captain, and had the rank of Major General. After his mother, the royal princess, died of illness, he pursued advanced studies. With exceptional achievements, he graduated first among the students in all of Huaxia's universities. He successfully inherited the Sheng Ting Group, and became one of its largest shareholders.
The concise introduction nearly gave Yan Mu Lin a heart attack. A royal family member, a chairman, his mother's a royal princess, is this a living crown prince? An heir apparent? Although, he doesn't understand how the son of Huaxia's princess could become an heir apparent.
One was a member of the royal family, while the other was an ordinary citizen;
One was a prince who had hundreds of millions of assets, while one was just a poor student who can only earn pocket money; heaven, and earth.
How could a person like him who hated the rich be able to tolerate this invisible nouveau riche? Blacklist, never contact again!
En. He still has to follow his Weibo....
Yan Mu Lin, who was happy due to becoming famous, dumbly closed the page, and put his computer to sleep. He took a bath to clear his mind. It was too unreal. Although he knew that there were people in the royal family, but in person, ah, in person. He actually met one in person!
It scared the crap out of him, k?
As he bathed, Yan Mu Lin sighed with regret.
On the Internet, Yan Mu Lin following Shao Nuo Yu's account caused a greater storm. Weibo was popular with netizens due to its fair implementation of rules. Also because they could follow an account and see who was following it.
Yan Mu Lin only created a post, and followed Shao Nuo Yu. Naturally, he wasn't discovered by his fans nor did they found out that he was the person in Weibo's first hot topic. The reason for the great waves was that the following of Shao Nuo Yu-Rae's account that people looked at closely turned from [0] to [1]!
Shao Nuo Yu's fans didn't misread!
They really didn't misread!
Their male god. His Highness the Prince. Their idol's Weibo's follow count suddenly changed!
Attentive fans realized that the next step was to find out who was the person that caused them to feel jealous. The person they wanted to burn to death, dig up their roots, but couldn't. Who was so lucky to be the first following of their idol!!
Did you not know that His Highness Nuo Yu was really cold, and never followed others? Did you not know that His Highness Nuo Yu always treated netizens impartially, and not in the least caused great waves? Did you not know that our family His Highness Nuo Yu was unattainable?
Who is that disgusting scoundrel that got followed, we also want to be followed!
Following their idol, a wave of fans rushed into the Weibo account of "I'm not a harpy eagle".
What the hell! The number of following was [1], the number of his fans was also [1], even the number of posts was still [1]. Do you think with this many [1]s you can be a gong? Our His Highness Nuo Yu is the gong, you see!
1 – commonly known as gong / top / seme, while 0 means shou / bottom / uke.
Who was this "I'm not a harpy eagle"?
He only had a Weibo post with five characters, and side photo!
Attentive fans discovered that his side profile was quite familiar. Think carefully. Think about it. Think about it again. Ah! Ah! Ah!
It's him! It's him! It's him!
That side profile ah!!!!
The excited fans started to click on the post of Yan Mu Lin that had 0 Forwards 0 Comments 0 Likes.
[Oh my god, why is His Highness following side profile!]
[What is your relationship with His Higness? Come out. We won't beat you to death!]
[Silently asking for His Highness' photos....]
[Silently asking for His Highness' photos +1]
[Silently asking for His Highness' photos +2]
[I seemed to have found something incredible 2333333]
[侧脸居然刚开微博，他是山里来的道士还是和尚？还是小号？]
[Side profile actually just created a Weibo. Is he a Taoist priest, or a Buddhist monk? Or maybe a side account?]
[Ah ah ah. The harpy eagle's Weibo. It wasn't easy to find!!!!!]
[This photo looks really stupid.]
[Why did you not have a Weibo? Are you a country bumpkin who just came down from the mountain?]
[You city people must really know how to have fun.]
The number of comments and forwards started accumulating. His Weibo's one fan was also increased. In less than half an hour, the number of fans reached 200,000. This was even more exaggerated than buying fans. The data was still increasing.
During the day, the public were already paying close attention to Yan Mu Lin. Then at night, he caused great waves in Weibo. An account that did not even have an avatar was followed by a certain heir apparent. Who was he in the end. Who was he really, hey, ah!
As the third party, they must naturally pay close attention to it. Gossip must be followed at all times! Even His Highness appeared. That was His Highness, the chairman of Sheng Ting Group ah.
Wei Zi Jun's fans must pay attention to "I'm not a harpy eagle".
Xue Zi Ping's fans must pay attention to "I'm not a harpy eagle".
Kouji fans must also pay attention to "I'm not a harpy eagle".
For a while, the first post of "I'm not a harpy eagle" was forwarded in all kind of ways. It might be that a passerby saw it from a friend, and since their friend was concerned about this person, then there should be something. They looked at it too. Anyway, they wouldn't suffer losses by paying attention to it, plus the side profile looked really good. He was a handsome guy. They should give a like.
After bathing, Yan Mu Lin dried his hair and went to bed. In the morning, he followed Yan Zi Qiong to audition, then headed out for dinner. It was too tiring. He even had to settle the matter that Aunt Zhou told him about. It was already late when he got to bed.
Yan Mu Lin, who was an arm-flinging shopkeeper, did not know what kind of effect that he and Shao Nuo Yu following each other caused. Zhou Wen Jing's SEO team, who just put Yan Mu Lin under their wings, wasn't doing very well. They thought that the task given by Sister Zhou would be very easy. Who knew that the newcomer, whose face had not yet even been exposed, would become so popular in one day.
arm-flinging shopkeeper – somebody who asks others to work but does nothing himself
Wang Cheng was the second SEO team's manager. He was the pitiful man who received the task of taking care of the newcomer, Yan Mu Lin. He sleepily opened a folding chair and took a rest for a while. He would have never thought that a certain charismatic man would suddenly follow the newcomer. Aiyo. What the hell! You have a crown prince who could come out and give publicity for you, but you're still asking us to do it?!
Sister Zhou, where did you find this newcomer? Was he really a newcomer? One Weibo post was full of surprises. It could cause a wave, then another, and another. I really wanted to cry and cry. It seems that I would not be sleeping tonight.
"Everybody, be alert. If there are sunspots then immediately go down on them!"
"Yes..." Everyone was so sleepy. They never had to work overtime just to stare at a Weibo post for a long time now.
Finally, a lively night passed by.
The next day, Yan Mu Lin wore a sports hoodie and jogged in the nearby sports field. On the way back, he received a lot of strange glances. Remembering yesterday's video, Yan Mu Lin wore a cap on his head.
The canteen was always full of choices, but Yan Mu Lin's favorite was still soy milk and Chinese churros. Occasionally, he would change to a Western breakfast and eat bread, drink milk, or something. Today he changed his habit of not looking at his phone. He was going to browse through Weibo. He did not know whether Shao Nuo Yu followed him back. If he did, then that's great. If he didn't, then it doesn't matter.
With a hopeful look, he opened Weibo. When Yan Mu Lin saw his account, he almost dropped his phone on his soy milk!
Oh my god!
How could his yesterday's 0 Weibo fans turn out like this? Was there a problem with Weibo?
After a closer look, he saw "I'm not a harpy eagle". It wasn't the wrong Weibo.
Before he can continue observing, Zhou Wen Jing called him.
[Mu Lin, have you gotten out of bed?]
"I did. I'm currently having breakfast in the cafeteria."
[Do you have anything important to do this morning?]
Yan Mu Lin thought about it: "This morning, I have a major subject, then a specialized field class in the afternoon."
[Oh, then it's fine. I asked the driver to bring you to the company at 8:30 AM. Zi Qiong and I would go there too. The company drafted your contract last night. It's already ready. Zi Qiong looked at the contract, and it had no problems. You can rest easy and just sign it.]
Yan Mu Lin, who was abruptly asked to sign a contract, scratched his face: "Okay then, I'll listen to Aunt and Aunt Zhou."
At 9:00, Yan Mu Lin arrived at the company. There were banners everywhere. The building was filled with celebrity promotional videos. He met Zhou Wen Jing and Yan Zi Qiong in the lobby. Yan Zi Qiong's face showed indifference, however, from what he knew, she would be helping Yan Mu Lin, so she was probably not indifferent towards him. She just didn't know how to express her feelings.
What a pity.
There's no time to lament.
Yan Mu Lin was currently the agency's boss—Noah's Ark Film Distribution Co., Ltd's Fang Yi Yuan.
He was over 50 years old, but Fang Yi Yuan looked like a 40 year old man. He was smiling as he held his chin in his hand. He then said: "As it turns out, you really aren't a harpy eagle, ah."
Yan Mu Lin: "...."
The grief and indignation in his heart: Why are you looking at me with pity. Did I really let you down ah!