Jiang Yumo’s face had long turned red, but she tried to maintain a calm facade and said, “He didn’t choose that nickname, it must be a trick played by either Zhao Zheng or Guo Shichao!”
In fact, Yan Qing and the others also knew that Duan Ye would never choose such a nickname, after all…
If Brother Duan was really so flirty, why hadn’t he even established a couples’ space on Qzone with Jiang Yumo up until now?
But knowing this didn’t stop them from teasing Jiang Yumo.
“Tsk tsk, she’s throwing the blame onto Zhao Zheng and the others. Jiang Yumo, you’re really protective of your husband.”
“This is what husband protectors look like. Did we not know that on the first day?”
Ning Zhiyu didn’t add fuel to the fire, but the corners of her lips turned up, clearly amused.
Jiang Yumo slumped onto the computer desk. “Looks like I’ll have to use super glue to shut your mouths up.”
“Yumo, if you ask me, don’t go with something like ‘High School Life Journal,’ it’s boring and uninteresting. Just call yourself Duan Ye’s Dear Wife, it might be more appealing.”
Jiang Yumo : “…”
She couldn’t take their teasing any longer and charged at them after letting out a shout.
Yan Qing defended while Sun Mengting attacked.
Jiang Yumo called for reinforcements, “Ning Zhiyu, come help me. It’s not fair for two against one, we need to make it two against two! Ning Zhiyu, Zhiyu~”
Ning Zhiyu seemed to be infected by the fun and was pulled into the team by Jiang Yumo. The four girls were making noise and laughing, either throwing dolls at each other or grabbing each other’s wrists. It was very lively for a while, and even Ning Zhiyu’s face was filled with the joy and happiness that belonged only to girls of this age.
Finally, Jiang Yumo was exhausted and had to remind them, “Don’t talk about that username ever again.”
The purpose of using Duan Ye’s Weibo account had been achieved.
Including the Weibo’s official account, she had six followers in total!
So whether or not Duan Ye’s Weibo nickname was changed didn’t matter, but this matter still couldn’t be talked about. She couldn’t even say it to Duan Ye. Just the thought of it made her scalp tingle with embarrassment. How could she let others know!
“Then we need hush money.” Yan Qing hooked her finger, “You need to treat us to fried ice cream.”
Jiang Yumo, who had just become penniless, exclaimed, “Are you the devil or what?”
Yan Qing clearly knew Jiang Yumo’s little savings had been drained by that watch.
“I am an angel. The devil will reveal Jiang Yumo’s Dear Husband’s identity, but angels won’t.”
Jiang Yumao reluctantly agreed.
Thinking about her pitiful six followers on Weibo, she suddenly felt that her dream of becoming one of the first generation of internet celebrities was too distant. In the plot, internet celebrities had millions of followers… she only had six.
It was so difficult!
As her cousin said, there was no easy road in life.
After leaving Yan Qing’s house, Sun Mengting went in a different direction from them. Jiang Yumo and Ning Zhiyu sat at the bus stop waiting for the bus. Thinking about the house, Jiang Yumo handed Ning Zhiyu the other leaflet. “Oh my, I almost forgot about this.”
Ning Zhiyu was at a loss when she took the leaflet. “For me?”
“Didn’t you say you want to buy a house in the future? Take a look at this.”
Ning Zhiyu smiled wryly. “I was just talking, do you think I can afford it in the future?”
Jiang Yumao looked at her in surprise. “Of course, isn’t this something that will definitely happen? You will definitely buy your own house in the future.” She tried to recall the original plot where Ning Zhiyu was really capable and managed to pay the down payment by herself, but she added, “Maybe it won’t be big, but you will definitely have it.”
Even without knowing the original plot, Jiang Yumo felt that Ning Zhiyu would succeed.
Ning Zhiyu was stunned.
This was really strange. It was the first time she had ever told anyone that she wanted to buy a house. Before this, she had never mentioned it to anyone. She thought that no one would take it seriously or care about it. But she didn’t expect Jiang Yumo to take it seriously, and not only that, Jiang Yumo also gave her a promotional leaflet and spoke in a very confident and firm tone, saying, “You will definitely have your own house in the future.”
“Jiang Yumo,” said Ning Zhiyu with difficulty, “thank you, really.”
Even if she couldn’t achieve her dream in the future, she would always remember that there was someone who believed in her just like she believed in herself.
After returning home, Jiang Yumo logged into Weibo and took a look.
Great, she still only had 6 followers.
But she didn’t get discouraged. She posted a status update: “Friends, have any of you registered for Weibo yet? If you have, come find me on my Weibo. My Weibo username is: Little_Jiang’s_High_School_Life_Journal ~”
Not long after she posted, Traveler came to chat with her again.
Traveler : [I saw your status update. What’s Weibo?]
Jiang Yumo typed quickly: [It’s a social app, very interesting. Everyone shares their lives and information on it.]
Traveler : [Sounds good. I’ll register an account later and follow you.]
Jiang Yumo watched as her seventh follower was about to appear and eagerly typed : [Thank you so much!]
She thought for a moment and flipped through her chat history with Traveler, and asked: [Are you feeling better lately?]
She was the kind of person who could get along with anyone, and besides, the other person had provided her with a lot of useful information. They had also chatted a few times afterwards, but of course, because they were strangers, they didn’t delve too deep into personal matters.
Traveler : [Just okay. My teacher talked to me before and said the school has a spot for a recommended admission, which I should qualify for, but I don’t want to go.]
Jiang Yumo fell silent.
Was this the difference between a top student and an average one?
The term “recommended admission” sounded very prestigious.
Traveler : [Those schools aren’t my top choices.]
Jiang Yumo : [What kind of schools are they?]
Traveler sent over the names of the schools, and for the first time, Jiang Yumo understood the meaning of the phrase “men silent, women cry.”
These schools were the ones she couldn’t even get into if she were to be reborn and start from kindergarten, yet they were still not good enough for Traveler. This was the true nature of the world’s unevenness.
Jiang Yumo’s fingers trembled as she asked, [So what schools do you want to go to?]
It couldn’t be Qingbei, could it?
Traveler : [Qingbei.]
Jiang Yumo : [(ashamed emoji)]
Traveler : [What’s wrong?]
Jiang Yumo : [I didn’t expect the person I added by mistake to be a super top scorer. Do you know that even us academic underachievers aim for Qingbei?]
Traveler : [?]
Jiang Yumo : [Tsinghua Ziguang and Beida Qingniao~]
Traveler : [(LOL emoji)]
Traveler : [Have you decided to take the art exam?]
Jiang Yumo : [Not yet, I plan to wait for my end-of-term exam results and ask my homeroom teacher first. Teachers usually give good advice, and if my teacher suggests that I try it, I’ll talk to my parents and friends.]
Traveler : [That’s great, very thorough. If you have any questions in the future, you can ask me]
Jiang Yumo : [That’s great! Thank you so much~ I’m sure you’ll be able to get into Qingbei. My brother’s friend who’s really good at playing games went to Tsinghua University. I heard that the cafeteria at Qingbei is famous for its good food and affordable prices, and there are so many delicious things to eat!]
Traveler : [(laughing emoji), is the cafeteria really that important?]
Jiang Yumo : [Of course! I regret not being able to get into First High when I was in junior high. Their sauce chicken is so delicious, it makes me drool!]
Jiang Yumo became obsessed with Weibo and would share her daily life on it every day.
Today, she spent a lot of effort putting together a nine-grid photo and posted it, patiently waiting for half a day. In the end, there were only two pitiful comments and three likes.
She forced her friends Yan Qing and Sun Menting to post the two comments.
When eating dinner with Duan Ye and the others, Jiang Yumo would occasionally refresh her Weibo. Her number of followers stayed at twenty and no one commented or liked her posts. She felt like her career as an internet celebrity had ended before it even began.
“Why are you unhappy?” Duan Ye picked out green onions for Jiang Yumo, then saw her looking unhappy, so he lowered his voice and asked.
Jiang Yumao shook her head and pushed her phone over to him. “It’s been registered for several days now, and I only have twenty followers. Let me think who else hasn’t registered yet…”
Zhao Zheng and Guo Shichao quickly lowered their heads to reduce their presence, constantly thinking to themselves: “Don’t look at me, don’t look at me!“
Little did they know that they had caught the attention of the beloved queen.
Jiang Yumo looked pleasantly surprised as she asked, “Zhao Zheng, Guo Shichao, have you two not registered on Weibo yet? Hurry up and register, then follow me!”
Zhao Zheng frowned, “Sister, the thing is, my data plan for this month is already used up.”
Guo Shichao added, “Me too…”
It was clearly an excuse.
Jiang Yumo looked pitifully at Duan Ye, making her complaint very clear.
However, Duan Ye didn’t even glance at Zhao Zheng and Guo Shichao. “Both of you, register quickly. Any extra data usage will be billed to me.”
Zhao Zheng and Guo Shichao exchanged a look of despair.
Zhao Zheng wanted to resist, “Brother Duan, I…”
He was too lazy to even use social media like Qzone, let alone download a new app like Weibo that he hadn’t even heard of. Wasn’t this just making things difficult for him? Moreover, he could foresee that this was just the beginning. In the future, he would be constantly urged by Sister Mo to like, share, and comment, just like clocking in for work.
Duan Ye gave him a look.
Zhao Zheng immediately replied, “Okay, Brother Duan.”
After finishing their meal, the group of guys went out first to get some fresh air.
Guo Shichao went to the convenience store to buy some iced bottled water.
Under the street lamp, Duan Ye and Zhao Zheng stood chatting.
Seeing how Jiang Yumo was so engrossed in her Weibo account and was delighted with the increase in her followers, Duan Ye turned his head and said to Zhao Zheng, “Later, tell all the others.”
Zhao Zheng didn’t react at first and asked, “What?”
Duan Ye got straight to the point, “Follow her.”
Zhao Zheng was puzzled, “?”
Wait, he and Guo Shichao following her wasn’t enough? Now Brother Duan had to drag all his buddies into this too?
This…
“Brother Duan…”
Duan Ye glanced at him, “Is there a problem?”
Zhao Zheng hesitated, “I have no problem with it. I’m just afraid that people will laugh at you, Brother Duan.”
Although everyone knows that Brother Duan has no bottom line when it comes to Jiang Yumo, but mobilizing all his buddies to follow a small Weibo account still seems to hurt his face, his dignity as the leader.
Duan Ye’s tone was indifferent, “Then that means there’s no problem.”
Zhao Zheng was puzzled, “?”
—What does Brother Duan mean? He’s clearly saying that it doesn’t matter even if he’s laughed at, as long as his dear wife is happy.
Well, it’s not the first day he’s known Duan Ye, nor the first time he’s witnessed Duan Ye’s no-bottom-line attitude towards Jiang Yumo.