Entertainment: A whirlwind marriage with a fairy-like mother at the start!

"refresh."

"Refresh again."

"Hey, don't break the F5 key, this laptop is very expensive."

Yu Le slapped Liu Qianqian's hand, which was so sharp it could make sparks fly from the keyboard, and then stuffed the last piece of apple from the fruit plate into his mouth.

Liu Qianqian practically glued herself to the computer screen.

The photo that was just uploaded, although the resolution was disappointing, was considered high-definition and uncensored in 2003, when most online images were still pixelated.

"Why hasn't anyone watched it yet? Is it broken?"

The little girl posed her eighteenth soul-searching question.

"Big sister, it's New Year's Eve, five minutes past midnight."

Yu Le crossed his legs on the coffee table, his toes bobbing up and down in time with the melody of "Unforgettable Tonight" from the Spring Festival Gala.

"Normally, people would be setting off firecrackers, eating dumplings, or being interrogated about their salary and partners by their relatives right now. Who's like you, sitting here in the middle of the night with a broken computer like a statue waiting for your husband?"

Liu Xiaoli, who was tidying up sunflower seed shells nearby, smiled when she heard this.

"Sisi, listen to your Uncle Yu and go to sleep early. It's not like you'll get a response so quickly after just posting it."

Before he could finish speaking...

The previously blank comment section suddenly displayed a line of small text.

[The first floor is mine! The sofa!]

Liu Qianqian's eyes widened instantly, like copper bells.

"I've got it! I've got it! Someone's talking!"

Then came the second and the third.

Like a floodgate being opened, the progress bar jerked suddenly, the page froze for two seconds, and then refreshed rapidly.

[Bench! Holy crap! Who is this? What a beautiful girl!]

[Upstairs Village has internet access? Is this Bai Xiuzhu from "The Story of a Noble Family"? I've seen the trailer!]

[My God, this photo...is this a family of three? Is this genetic material even real?]

[Is the one in the middle a fairy? And the one on the left... is that the mother? You're telling me this is the mother? This is clearly the older sister!]

[Am I the only one who noticed the guy in the back? An absolutely stunningly handsome man? Hahaha, who wrote this copy? It's shameless! I love it!]

Liu Qianqian cupped her face in her hands and started giggling as she read.

The vanity of being praised by strangers crept over her through the internet, tickling her heart.

"Mom! They said you look like my older sister!"

Liu Xiaoli leaned over and glanced at him, her cheeks slightly flushed, and gave Yu Le a reproachful look.

"It's all because of this copywriting... it's so unprofessional."

Yu Le shrugged, looking completely innocent.

"The eyes of the masses are discerning; this is called seeking truth from facts."

……

at the same time.

Beijing, Sina.com headquarters building.

Although it was New Year's Eve, the lights were still on here as the leader of the Internet portal websites.

The editor on duty, Wang Datou, stared at the backend data with utter despair.

Having to work overtime on New Year's Eve is a complete tragedy. While eating his instant noodles, he mentally cursed his boss's ancestors for eighteen generations.

Although the Spring Festival Gala's special page had high traffic, everyone just watched without saying anything, resulting in a shockingly low interaction rate.

These days, there are no trending topics on Weibo or WeChat Moments, and netizens' entertainment life is extremely limited.

Many people still prefer to sit in front of the TV with their families and enjoy watching the Spring Festival Gala together.

"I'm so bored... I want to go home and eat dumplings..."

Wang Datou yawned and listlessly refreshed the user activity list, trying to catch a few violating accounts to boost his performance on this festive day.

Sudden.

A photograph caught his eye.

Wang Datou's lifeless eyes, which had been drowsy from the radiation from the monitor, instantly focused.

"Holy crap?"

He sat up abruptly, the chair creaking under the weight.

As a seasoned editor who has watched countless films, he has long been immune to beautiful women.

But this photo...

Different.

It's so different.

There's no artificial soft lighting like in photo studios, and no non-mainstream photo booth effects.

It's just a simple home photo.

The girl in the middle is as pure as a handful of snow, and so lively that you would want to give her the whole world.

The young woman next to her was gentle and poised. Time had not left any marks on her face; instead, it had given her a captivating charm that was hard to look away from.

As for the man in the back making funny faces with a soup spoon...

She's about the same age as him.

But what makes him worthy of being with these two stunning beauties?

A sour feeling welled up in his heart, and he felt a surge of pride, thinking, "I can take his place."

I checked the user ID.

"Liu Yifei..."

Wang Datou muttered the name, his mental search engine racing.

I have no recollection of it.

He looked more closely at the girl sitting in front of him, and a glint suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Isn't she the second female lead in that big drama that CCTV is about to broadcast?"

He looked at the data in the post again.

Within ten minutes of being posted, it had already garnered over a hundred organic clicks and more than a dozen comments.

With the blog feature just launched and most users still figuring out how to change their profile pictures, this data definitely represents a promising sector.

His professional instincts told him that this might be a hit.

The current internet is desperately lacking in high-quality "live people".

Wang Datou hesitated for 0.01 seconds.

then.

He pressed the Enter key heavily on the "Homepage Recommendation" button on the backend operation interface.

"Give me a fire!"

……

"Beep beep beep beep beep!"

Yu Le's laptop, which was originally only meant to handle light office work, was now emitting a roaring sound like a tractor climbing a hill.

The CPU fan was spinning wildly, as if it were about to take off at any moment.

"It's stuck...stuck!"

Liu Qianqian shook the mouse frantically, but the cursor on the screen seemed to be frozen in place, not moving an inch.

"Move aside, move aside, don't shake the computer apart."

Yu Le pushed the little girl aside and swiped her hand across the touchpad a couple of times.

Finally, the page started moving.

Page views: 10+.

Number of comments: 5000+.

This was in the early morning of 2003!

This data would definitely be a hot topic in future generations!

The number of fans is also rising rapidly, and it's almost reached 10,000.

Yu Le's lips curled into a playful smile.

It seems he underestimated this appearance-obsessed world.

In this era without beauty filters, without editing, and before the proliferation of "internet celebrity" faces, Liu Qianqian's naturally stunning beauty is like a bombshell dropped into a fishpond.

The comments section has completely exploded.

[This is Bai Xiuzhu? The spoiled young lady from the book? She looks like this? My values ​​follow her looks, so I declare Bai Xiuzhu to be a righteous character!]

[This mom is so beautiful! I hope she debuts as an actress!]

Who is that man? Why is he standing behind them? I want a spoon too!

[I'm guessing it's the family chef.]

[What chef? That's probably a bodyguard, right? Such a beautiful mother and daughter, they wouldn't be safe without bodyguards.]

Liu Qianqian pointed to the comment that said Yu Le was a bodyguard and laughed so hard she rolled around on the sofa.

"Hahaha! Uncle Yu, you're a bodyguard! A bodyguard with a soup spoon!"

Yu Le rolled her eyes and typed a reply in the comments section.

[Liu Yifei (blogger): To correct you, it's a shareholder. The largest one.]

The reply was immediately spotted by sharp-eyed netizens.

[A wild blogger has been spotted!]

[That tone is arrogant enough! I like it!]

[Shareholder? What shareholder? Which company does this girl work for?]

As Liu Xiaoli watched the old man and the young man outwit and outmaneuver netizens, a smile never left her face.

In her heart, this New Year's Eve, although it was just the three of them, was more lively than any other year.

The room was very warm, and the TV was playing "Unforgettable Tonight".

The sound of firecrackers outside the window rose and fell, making the night sky appear and disappear.

"Alright, stop looking."

Yu Le slammed the laptop shut, ignoring Liu Qianqian's murderous glare.

"If you keep looking, you'll drift out of the atmosphere."

He stood up, stretched out a big yawn, and his joints cracked all over.

"Go to sleep. If you don't sleep now, you'll have panda eyes for the New Year tomorrow, and I won't care if you lose followers."

"Oh...I'm going to sleep now."

Liu Qianqian obediently put on her slippers and went to the bedroom.

As she reached the door, she suddenly stopped and turned around.

Those eyes, reflecting the lamplight, shone with an unprecedented brilliance.

"Yu Le, Mom."

"Happy New Year."