I've been reborn, I'm definitely going to become an internet celebrity!

Chapter 135 [Get Closer to Me]

"Hello everyone, I'm the biting cat~"

Lightning strikes at the opening ceremony.

As soon as Liu Zhuohao turned on the video, Song Yinxuan sat at the small wooden table and greeted him. Her cloying voice sent shivers down his spine.

Yes, twin tails as always.

Two braids were tied high and hung down to rest on her shoulders, with the ends curled into two small loops that swayed back and forth.

Yes, the same blue and white dress as always.

A sailor collar, puff sleeves, and a skirt that just falls past the knee, revealing a section of fair calves.

The episode that best fits the character's persona, featuring a cat that's even more "biting" than when we met in person last time.

The tone of voice became affected, pretentious, with the last syllable rising in pitch and each word uttered deliberately.

Is it pretty? Is it nice to listen to?

Liu Zhuohao didn't quite understand.

He still prefers the offline Song Yinxuan, who is dressed casually and is more ordinary, to the online biting cat.

Perhaps, as mentioned before, he's not really a fan of anime; he just occasionally watches anime, occasionally listens to music, occasionally plays games, and occasionally—

On the wooden table, besides an induction cooker, there were also several plates of vegetables.

There were only vegetables, no meat. The only unopened package in the delivery box was probably the only meat in Song Yinxuan's meal. She seemed to be very strict about managing her figure.

"Starting at 0".

He commented on the video, in a very ordinary way.

Or rather, it was a very formal opening, with absolutely no special angle.

If we look at it from 25 years ago, it would have already been taken away by someone else.

"Today we're going to review a segment on the beef balls that Boss Liu sells!"

The video was still playing, but Liu Zhuohao had lost patience and did what people often do: he adjusted the playback speed, speeding up the entire video with the words *2 appearing.

"Now let's unpack it—"

"We can see there are lots of sauces inside, it's really generous with the ingredients!"

"As mentioned above, if you take it out of the refrigerator, you need to put it in cold water first —"

Liu Zhuohao watched it from beginning to end with a blank expression; overall, it was quite ordinary.

"The filming was so-so; overall, it wasn't very entertaining."

"But after all, everyone has their own expertise. You are a dance blogger, so you may not know much about quirky or entertaining things. It's not your strong suit."

"But this video is just right."

He typed a reply on the keyboard.

"If the filming is terrible, maybe we shouldn't upload it?"

Song Yinxuan was waiting for a reply, and as soon as she sent her message, she received a response immediately.

After thinking for a moment, Liu Zhuohao decided to ask her where she was now.

"Would it be convenient to make a voice call?"

He asked.

"convenient!!"

Song Yinxuan replied to the message.

Liu Zhuohao then made a voice call directly.

"————Feed?"

A cautious voice came through the headphones, with a heavy nasal tone, unlike the affected and pretentious voice and intonation in the review video.

"Just woke up?"

Liu Zhuohao looked at his phone with some confusion.

"I'm taking a nap. I was refreshing the data all night and couldn't fall asleep no matter how much I tossed and turned," Song Yinxuan said softly, her voice a little slurred, as if she were still lying down, and she was on a voice call on her phone.

"So you knew I sent you a message?"

Liu Zhuohao replied with amusement, "So you still can't sleep?"

"I was asleep, half asleep, and woke up as soon as my phone lit up," Song Yinxuan said mysteriously. "I just happened to see your message."

I don't know if it's true or not, but it sounds like a coincidence.

"So, should I upload this review video?"

She asked.

"You can upload it, but you need to give me authorization, and you need to change the title."

Liu Zhuohao suggested with a smile, "You have to change the video title to, 'I Want to Be a Blogger: Boss Liu's Review Video Campaign Case Study,' and paste a section from our chat history."

"—What do you mean?"

Song Yinxuan's voice was full of confusion.

"that is""

Liu Zhuohao was thinking about how to explain it when he refreshed the webpage on his phone and saw that his video had been successfully approved and uploaded!

"Are you free right now? Just turn on your computer and check out my latest post," he said. "I'll do a little cross-talk with you in the comments later and give you some more traffic."

He had barely finished speaking when he heard a rustling sound coming from his phone, followed by the sound of slippers.

"Wait, let me see now!"

Song Yinxuan's voice was fully awake, showing none of the languid feeling she had just had.

She didn't hang up the phone, so Liu Zhuohao just left it on standby.

"Video Event —"

There was a lot of background noise coming from Song Yinxuan's end; she had already turned on her computer and was playing a video.

"Can I participate in this activity?"

"Okay, only bloggers with fewer than 1,000 followers can participate."

"Wow! The prize is a computer! And a camera, a Canon 70D? That adds up to tens of thousands of yuan just for the prizes, right?"

As she spoke, she exclaimed in surprise from time to time, especially regarding the prizes for the event, which she found hard to believe.

How much does the organizer of this event, offering high-value prizes, actually lose money?

"It has to be Boss Liu, he's generous. Businessmen are just different," Song Yinxuan muttered. "If I were to organize an event, I'd only give out things like plush toys at most."

"Canon 70D, how much is that again? I remember, damn, it's ridiculously expensive, over eight thousand?"

"How could I bear to give this away?"

She seemed to have forgotten that her phone was still connected, and blurted out a few curse words in dialect.

No, it should be called a catchphrase, like "pu mu" in Chaoshan. It's not really an insult, it's just something that comes out naturally.

This statement is an insult directed at a fictional, imaginary person. If you actually met them, they would still respectfully call you "Auntie."

"Just a reminder, the phone is still connected," Liu Zhuohao said softly.

"Snapped!"

There was a sound of something falling to the ground.

"Oh wow!!!"

Song Yinxuan's voice cracked.

"Excuse me, Mr. Liu."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, then she cleared her throat and spoke again, her voice normal.

"So you need my video."

She hesitated.

"Make a template."

Liu Zhuohao replied, "It's similar to an example video, but the quality of your video is just average, so I might criticize you in the comments section to prevent others from watching your example video and making the exact same one."

"But you have to interact with me a bit, pretend it's just a joke between friends. Even though the video we collaborated on before was well-received, we still need to try our best to avoid making the fans misunderstand."

"I've invested a lot in this event, and it should generate a lot of buzz on the site. If you use it as an example video, perhaps..."

Song Yinxuan excitedly continued, "I'm about to break the 200,000 follower mark!"

"—Maybe."

Liu Zhuohao replied that he was unsure how many more fans this collaboration would actually gain for her.

"Brother Liu!" Song Yinxuan's voice suddenly rose, "From today onwards, you're my brother!"

"I'm not saying anything more, from now on I'm yours! I'll go wherever you tell me to go! If you say go east and I take a single step west, I'll take your surname!"

The sound of hopping footsteps came from over there, the accents of Sichuan and Chongqing were so heavy, and the air was full of江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the world of martial arts and chivalry).

Liu Zhuohao smiled and echoed a few words.

He didn't mention that she was actually a few years older than him.

Bringing up your age at a time like this is just asking for trouble, isn't it?

After hanging up the phone, Liu Zhuohao waited for Song Yinxuan to upload the video while looking at the comment section of his own video, which had already passed review.

It had barely been posted when there were already a dozen or so scattered comments.

"Ohhhhh! (Screenshot of account ID)"

"I want to be a blogger, I want a computer! (Screenshot of account ID)"

"That's really bold, comparing KFC and McDonald's."

"I want to review both sweet and savory tofu pudding! (Screenshot of account ID)"

"Is it still possible to buy beef balls now? Oh, the deadline is three months later, then it should be fine! (Screenshot of account ID)"

"Are the entry requirements really that low? Less than a thousand followers? The competition seems pretty fierce. (Screenshot of account ID)"

Of the ten or so comments, eight included the commenter's own account ID.

This means they have signed up.

But signing up is one thing, actually making up your mind and actually filming is another.

Liu Zhuohao clicked on the video again with great interest. There were more bullet comments than comments, probably over a hundred.

If Bilibili (the short video platform) had already implemented the online view count feature, he estimated that the number of people watching the videos since the beginning of the month would be at least 5000+.

"1000？"

At the beginning of the video, when he stated the conditions for participating, the barrage of comments that floated across the screen were all 1000?

They suspected that the numbers might have been written incorrectly.

When he announced that the prize for the event was a computer, the number of comments increased, with comments like "Hooray!", "Generous!", and "What kind of graphics card is this?" constantly appearing.

As for the reward for second place...

"Sony is great" and "Canon is a toothpaste factory" were the only two words on the screen. After that, the review topic was revealed, and many people in the barrage argued about whether KFC or McDonald's tasted better.

Very lively.

Liu Zhuohao's lips never curled up; he watched the whole thing with a smile.

As the number of bullet comments and comments increases, creators naturally prefer to see users interact with them.

Among them, some people also appeared who left him feeling somewhat helpless.

"A group of elementary school students are blocking the subtitles with their comments," "Boycott real-world bloggers, Liu Zhuohao get out of Bilibili," "None of your videos have anything to do with anime, what are you posting here?"

Very punctual, perhaps even more punctual than some of his fans.

It's like they're watching me all the time. As soon as I post a video, they immediately forward it to others, then give it a bad review during team building activities, and maybe even report it.

This behavior inevitably reminded Liu Zhuohao of some comments on Tieba or in his own comment section, such as "There are more and more elementary school students," "There are more and more second-generation anime fans," and "The quality of the comments is really low." He felt quite emotional.

Liu Zhuohao was very familiar with such comments. Back in 25, many people made similar remarks, reminiscing about the "old Bilibili".

Now he has really returned to the "little broken station" of the past, but they are still posting the same old things, reminiscing about the past.

But in reality, as far as he knew, even a few years ago, there were people like that on Bilibili, except that they didn't miss the past, but rather Bilibili itself.

Users who have been using the platform for 25 years miss it from 16 and 17.

Users from 16 and 17 are now reminiscing about 13 and 14.

Now, people from 13 and 14 reminisce about 09 and 10 when their websites were first built, talking about how wonderful and desirable their small, shabby websites were back then.

As for going further back, one can only reminisce about another website.

It's very subtle.

In a sense, the people who are now called "cute kids" or "elementary school students" by these old users will be calling the next batch of users who join the site "elementary school students" or "cute kids" a few years later.

Is this considered traditional culture?

Liu Zhuohao turned off the video and glanced at the small group chat one last time.

Bloggers like "Elizabeth Cat," "Factory Manager," and "Mrs. Lu" were all crying out in the group, asking if the conditions could be relaxed so they could also participate in the activities, as they were planning to buy a new computer or camera.

The words sounded very enthusiastic, but they were just empty platitudes.

How could they possibly not be able to afford it? They're just participating in the discussion.

Until they express their willingness to cooperate more clearly and proactively, he doesn't have the energy or inclination to pay attention to them for the time being.

"Boss, is there really nothing between you and Teacher Song?"

At the entrance of the shop, Liu Zhuohao and Li Zekai had set up two small stools and were brewing tea.

The tea tray was a makeshift one, a plastic square tray with a purple clay teapot and a few cups on it, all cheap items bought from the construction site.

Every now and then, workers would come out from inside, and Liu Zhuohao would call out to them, inviting them to sit down and have a cup of tea, or to grab a couple of pieces of fermented bean curd chicken wings to nibble on.

Why do you ask that?

Liu Zhuohao looked at Li Zekai strangely.

"I just watched your video." Li Zekai took a sip of his tea. "It seems you've given Teacher Song another boost in publicity?"

He paused, then added, "I've been checking Teacher Song's account these past few days, and the number of followers is increasing every day, it's growing incredibly fast. I feel like her account will break 200,000 followers tonight!"

"The price has risen quite quickly," Liu Zhuohao nodded. "But strictly speaking, it's a mutually beneficial arrangement."

He put down his teacup and counted on his fingers: "The last collaborative video, if Teacher Song hadn't been a guest, the data might have been just average, not as good as my other videos. But with her, the show became more interesting, and the audience's anticipation was heightened."

He paused, then said, "As for the example in the review video, well, it does seem to be a way to drive traffic to her."

Li Zekai chuckled twice but didn't reply.

"But she deserves it too." Liu Zhuohao changed the subject. "She was the first person to contact me, pull me into their little circle, and even offered to work with me."

Song Yinxuan was very proactive.

From adding her as a friend, to subtly hinting in private chats that she wanted to be a guest on his videos, and then recently reporting on her follower growth from time to time.

She is quite career-oriented.

Liu Zhuohao took a sip of tea, which was a little hot. He hissed and said, "She's getting very close to me, and closer and closer, and her career is getting better and better."

He put down his cup, looked at Li Zekai, and curled the corners of his mouth upward: "This could easily give other bloggers a hint, that is, they should gravitate towards me."