A perfect life begins with changing the timeline.

He understood from Li Wei that he was quite famous on the forum, but after clicking through some sections, he couldn't find any posts related to himself or that article.

However, in a section called "Literary Play", he saw content about "himself" in a pinned post titled "Appreciation of Famous Quotes from Literary Play".

However, it wasn't recommended by netizens, but rather it was an "example" given by the poster.

[You can copy your favorite sentences and post them in this thread for others to appreciate. Format (example):]

Famous quote: Life is not just about the present hardships, but also about poetry and distant fields. ---- Li Mu and Sui Kuan

Comment: These two sentences perfectly encapsulate youth, dreams, reality, and aspirations.

His own words were used as an example and written in a post.

They also dragged Fatty Sui into it.

Li Mu's face suddenly felt hot.

Strangely enough, he hadn't felt this way when he posted the article. But now, seeing his "work" posted on this forum, a strange feeling arose in his heart.

He then scrolled down and found that the first comment was about himself again.

Famous quote: "The world is so big, I want to see it" --- a lucky lottery winner of 50 million.

Comment: I quite like both of the memorable quotes in this Southern Metropolis Daily report, but I prefer this simple and unpretentious statement to the example sentence. This lucky individual expressed their yearning for freedom in the most straightforward language.

Seeing this floor, his face grew even hotter.

He continued scrolling down, and the following posts were mostly excerpts of other people's witty remarks; there were very few discussions about him.

However, he saw that his words had been used as a signature by someone else...

After flipping through about three or four pages, he closed the post and touched his face, which was no longer flushed.

I have to say... it feels pretty good.

Is this what it feels like to be famous?

With that in mind, he immediately opened his profile and began editing it.

[Personal signature: Creator of "Life is More Than Just the Present Hardships, There is Also Poetry and Distant Fields."]

After finishing writing, he nodded in satisfaction.

It's alright, very low-key, but with a slight hint of showing off. Those who know, know; and as long as you reply to a post, they can see your personal signature...

Ok.

Not bad.

The young man, in his early twenties, with a hope that his vanity would be satisfied, temporarily left the forum and closed his computer.

I took leave to come back, so I need to get back to work as soon as possible.

……

【Culture and Sports Department】Although the name includes the words "culture and sports", the actual daily newspaper pages are mostly filled with entertainment news.

Unless it's a big year for sports, like last year's Olympics or Asian Games, or there's some famous sports news happening somewhere, like football or basketball... but these are usually covered by dedicated reporters from specific departments, so it's quite difficult for "laymen" to get involved.

Without Brother Bie's feeding, he and Sui Kuan could only sit at their desks and start checking some notices sent by the government departments to see if they could find any content related to literature and sports.

The afternoon flew by.

After getting off work, Li Mu returned home, but he didn't really want to eat at the teahouse next door today, so he just randomly found a stall selling fried noodles at the entrance of the community and sat down.

But... I don't know if it was because the boss was off his game or what, but the fried noodles were pretty bad.

It's very salty.

He noticed it from the first bite, but he still ate half a plate with tea before he couldn't stand the saltiness anymore and paid the bill and left.

As a child from the countryside, thrift and avoiding waste are virtues. Moreover, he felt that he was a rather easygoing person, and when it came to food, he thought that filling his stomach was enough.

But on my way home, I suddenly thought, "I'm a millionaire now, why am I still eating fried noodles?"

He felt wronged for his stomach.

But then I thought, it's just a meal, it doesn't matter...

With these mixed thoughts in mind, he returned home. He turned on the air conditioner, took a shower, and feeling refreshed, went straight to the computer and started browsing Tianya Forum.

This time it's not about "literary pursuits," but rather some casual, informal discussions.

You know what... no wonder Li Wei was looking for news here.

The power of the internet brought netizens from all over the world together, allowing them to express their opinions and engage in lively debate. He read all sorts of posts with great interest.

He didn't finish until after 9 o'clock, then rubbed his eyes, turned off the computer, picked up a copy of "The Prince" from the table, and went back to his bedroom.

Just as I was looking at it, my phone "dinged".

He picked it up and glanced at it, discovering it was sent by Fan Bingbing:

"Brother Li, have you seen it? What are your thoughts?"

Li Mu was a little puzzled and replied with:

"What are you looking at?"

"...Young Justice Bao"

Fan Bingbing seemed somewhat speechless; the row of dots in the text message represented her feelings.

Li Mu checked the date and realized it was the 16th before understanding what was happening. He quickly replied:

"Sorry, Fan Bingbing, I've been too busy with work and forgot about it."

"Never mind, I didn't blame Brother Li."

I will definitely watch it tomorrow.

"Haha, okay. So when are you planning to come?"

"I have an interview on Thursday. We can confirm it after that, okay?"

"Okay, then I'll wait for your news, Brother Li."

Okay. Get some rest, goodnight.

"Good night."

He put down his phone, thinking to himself that time was passing too quickly.

I hadn't really felt anything this month, and now it's the 16th already.

……

Wednesday, another day of doing nothing.

However, just before he was about to leave work, he received a text message.

The above is an address.

"Be here before 10 a.m. tomorrow. You and Xiao Sui come together."

"Okay, Brother Bie."

When Li Mu showed the text message to Sui Kuan, Sui Kuan asked in surprise:

"What are you sending us to do?"

"An interview with Cai Lan."

"……who?"

Sui Kuan was taken aback.

Clearly, he was unaware of this matter.

Li Mu was also taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said:

"Cai Lan is about to publish a book and arranged an interview with Brother Bie. Didn't Brother Bie tell you?"

"without……"

Sui Kuan first shook his head, then seemed to want to say something.

But in the end, he didn't say it.

Li Mu, who had been observing all of Bie Ge's expressions, knew perfectly well that ever since Bie Ge "left his post without permission," the "treatment" that should have been equal between the two of them had changed.

But who can we blame for this?

If you miss the opportunity and make a mistake, you can only blame yourself.

So he said:

"This interview was written by Brother Bie himself. We'll just go over tomorrow and help him out. Brother Bie will handle the interview himself... Remember, don't be late tomorrow."

"Um."

Sui Kuan nodded, looked at Li Mu who had sat back down at his workstation, and opened his mouth...

In the end, all he could do was let out a silent sigh.