My sister never calls me brother.

“The student council is really awful. They even want to abolish my club. I understand how you feel right now.” Song Mingyuan nodded seriously.

"Isn't it normal to abolish your club? Your club has pitifully few members and no substantial club activities..." Wang Linlin said mockingly, then suddenly remembered something and asked, "Where's that blonde mixed-race girl next to you? I haven't seen her today."

"Are you talking about Lilith?" Song Mingyuan was stunned.

"Who else could it be but her?" Wang Linlin frowned.

"Her..." Song Mingyuan thought for a moment, "She went to military training. She's a first-year high school student, you know..."

“Oh, I see…” Wang Linlin nodded. “That explains why I didn’t see her.”

"Huh!?" Miyazaki Airi asked in surprise, "Besides the four of us, there's another member in this club?"

“Yes!” Song Mingyuan nodded and said, “I joined the club even earlier than you guys.”

"And he's a foreigner?" Zhou Han interjected.

"She's a foreigner, but a mixed-race girl, a cute blonde little girl. I took her on as my last disciple on her very first day," Song Mingyuan said smugly.

"A closed-door disciple!?" Miyazaki Airi thought for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Child trafficking?"

"Oh my god, senior, you really need to pull back from the brink!" Zhou Han said very seriously. "Minimum three years, maximum death penalty!"

"What is all this nonsense?" Song Mingyuan was speechless. "I was just preaching to her."

"Proselytizing?" Zhou Han was completely confused.

“It was my wife who taught me,” Song Mingyuan said with a smile. “She learns incredibly fast, and…”

"Ahem!" Wang Linlin coughed, indicating that her own problems were not yet resolved and that she should not be left out.

"Yes, yes, yes! There's also the matter of entrusting it to someone." Song Mingyuan corrected his attitude.

"That's how it is. Do you have any ideas on how to increase the publication's popularity?" Wang Linlin asked sincerely.

"What club are you in, senior?" Miyazaki Airi asked.

“News Agency, let me add something.” Wang Linlin glanced at Zhou Han with dissatisfaction and pointed to the paper sword in his hand, “The origami in his hand is our club’s publication.”

"Stare—" Everyone stared at Zhou Han.

Uh… what a coincidence? Zhou Han thought to himself, feeling a little embarrassed by everyone's stares. He hid his large sword behind his back and said awkwardly, "It's a misunderstanding. I didn't know it was a publication from the news department…"

"Sigh..." Wang Linlin sighed, waved her hand, and said, "Whatever, I've seen plenty of news agency publications in the trash can. You're the first one to be made into a toy, but it's still better than throwing it in the trash can."

Zhou Han breathed a sigh of relief. If she had ruined this commission, Song Mingyuan might have strangled her.

Lin Nianwei closed the book, looked up and asked, "Could I take a look at the news agency's publications?"

"Of course." Wang Linlin took the magazine out of her bag and handed it to Lin Nianwei.

Airi Miyazaki also moved closer to Lin Nianwei and watched it with her.

After a while, Lin Nianwei closed the magazine.

"How are you? How do you feel?" Wang Linlin asked eagerly.

"Hmm..." Miyazaki Airi hesitated for a moment, then said somewhat reluctantly, "It's...it's alright..."

"Really..." Wang Linlin smiled, barely accepting the result.

"The whole publication is boring," Lin Nianwei said casually.

Miyazaki Airi was startled. She glanced at Lin Nianwei and thought to herself, "Nianwei-chan really doesn't hold back when she speaks..."

Wang Linlin was stunned for a moment, then blushed and said awkwardly, "It really is boring..."

Zhou Han sensed that something was off. Lin Nianwei's words were too blunt, leaving Wang Linlin, her senior, with no face at all.

“Well…” Zhou Han paused, trying to ease the tension, and said, “It’s not entirely useless! Haha! The magazine paper is of good quality, and look at my big sword, it’s especially sharp…”

Zhou Han held the paper sword and brandished it twice.

Wang Linlin looked at Zhou Han, her face darkening.

"Hey! Stop making things worse." Miyazaki Airi said in a low voice, her face full of exasperation.

"Ahem!" Wang Linlin coughed lightly, not wanting to argue with Zhou Han, who was such a fool. "So, do you have any ideas?"

Miyazaki Airi glanced at Lin Nianwei.

Lin Nianwei hesitated for a moment, then said, "It will take some time."

"Okay, if you find a solution, remember to let me know." Wang Linlin nodded.

After Wang Linlin left, only four people remained in the activity room.

"Do you have a solution?" Song Mingyuan asked.

"Actually, all we need to do is make the publication more interesting," Zhou Han said.

"It's rare that you said something useful." Miyazaki Airi glanced at Zhou Han.

"Is such a simple and easy question really that difficult?" Zhou Han shrugged.

“If only things were that simple. Everyone knows that the news agency’s publication needs to be changed. As the group leader, wouldn’t Senior Wang Linlin know that?” Miyazaki Airi said.

“That’s right!” Song Mingyuan slapped his forehead. “Why would she commission us for something so simple? We could have just told her to change the content of the publication, and the commission would have been done! So easy…”

“No, her commission comes with a condition…” Lin Nianwei tucked her hair behind her ear and said, “She wants to increase the publication’s popularity without changing the content.”

"Hmm?" Song Mingyuan was a little puzzled. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Did Wang Linlin mention this additional condition?"

“No, but in the conversation just now, she was very disgusted with the senior’s approach to reforming the club, and she mentioned tradition, expectations, and hard work. So the senior is a very conservative person, and it’s hard for her to compromise on things that have been passed down.” Lin Nianwei tilted her head and said, “I forgot to mention one thing: she looks down on the senior for being a shut-in.”

"There's no need to bring this up again..." Song Mingyuan was exasperated, thinking to himself, Lin Nianwei's occasional scheming was really frustrating...

"Is that so..." Lin Nianwei lowered her head and continued reading.

"The reason no one watches it is because the content is bad. Now they don't want to change the content but want to increase the popularity. How is this request possible to be completed?" Miyazaki Airi frowned.

“Exactly, what’s the difference between this and forcibly feeding someone shit?” Zhou Han echoed earnestly.

Miyazaki Airi stared at Zhou Han with a dark expression, her face filled with disgust.

"Is there really no other way?" Song Mingyuan was getting frantic.

Zhou Han thought for a moment, and then suddenly had a brilliant idea.

“I’ve got an idea!” Zhou Han raised his hand.

"Really?" Song Mingyuan asked doubtfully.

"Hmph..." Zhou Han sneered, saying arrogantly, "My method can instantly increase popularity without changing the content."

"As expected of the heart of our club, tell us quickly!" Song Mingyuan was a little impatient.

Just as Zhou Han was about to speak, Lin Nianwei spoke up.

“If your solution is to put some inappropriate pictures on the cover, I think we should forget about it.” Lin Nianwei paused, then continued, “This method will only result in some boys tearing off the cover and keeping it. It’s not a permanent solution and it will damage our club’s reputation. Most importantly, this is a school publication, not a pornographic magazine.”

"Uh..." Zhou Han's expression stiffened. She thought to herself, "How did Lin Nianwei know my plan? It's unbelievable..."

"Your method is disgusting!" Miyazaki Airi looked at Zhou Han with disgust.

"Judging from this guy's behavior, Lin Nianwei guessed it perfectly..." Song Mingyuan sighed.

Zhou Han looked embarrassed and didn't want to offer any more suggestions.

"Sigh..." Song Mingyuan sighed, "Is there really no other way?"

He looked up at the ceiling, stroked his chin, and started thinking. After a while...

"Let's do it this way..." Song Mingyuan came up with a solution. "You guys first reform the content of the news department's publication, make a plan, and tomorrow tell Wang Linlin the truth that her publication needs reform."

"Wei-chan already said that Senior Wang Linlin doesn't want to change the content of the publication," Miyazaki Airi said helplessly.

“I know…” Song Mingyuan smiled and said, “If she doesn’t agree tomorrow, I’ll take responsibility for persuading her.”

“I think the chances of persuading her are very low. He is a conservative, while my senior is a reformist, so there are big differences in their ideologies,” Lin Nianwei said.

“It’s like Wang Linlin is Empress Dowager Cixi, and you are a reformer. History tells us…” Zhou Han paused, his face stern, and said, “You will die!”

Song Mingyuan was speechless with embarrassment.

He adjusted his glasses and said—

"Historically, Empress Dowager Cixi and the reformers never sat at the same table..."

Chapter Thirty-Two: Becoming an Idol!?

After returning home and having dinner, Zhou Han sat down directly in front of the computer.

While browsing online, I found that most of the articles were about magazine operations.

After looking at it for a while, Zhou Han couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. He was a complete novice when it came to magazines, and who knew how to reform it to make the publication's popularity skyrocket...

Zhou Han rubbed his Jingming acupoint to rest for a while.

The phone on the table flashed with golden light, and Elizabeth flew around Zhou Han's head a few times before stopping in front of him.

“You wretched master, what’s wrong with you?” Elizabeth asked in confusion.

"The club needs to reform its publication and increase its popularity, so we need to make a plan." Zhou Han lay back in the chair, looking very lazy.

"Just ask me about these things..." Elizabeth said haughtily.

"Oh? Besides spying on other people's privacy, you can also do content planning?" Zhou Han raised an eyebrow.

"Didn't you tell me to spy on you?" Elizabeth said angrily.

Zhou Han paused for a moment, then realized that it made sense. She quickly changed the subject, putting on a stern face, and said, "Let's not talk about this. Tell me what good ideas you have."

"Hmph! Listen carefully." Elizabeth waved her golden data cicada wings, which landed on the table, and said, "What do you think is the most eye-catching thing on the internet?"

Zhou Han stroked his chin, thought for a moment, and said, "A clearance sale?"

“No…” Elizabeth shook her head.

"The Jiangnan Leather Factory went bankrupt?" Zhou Han asked tentatively.

“No, not really…” Elizabeth’s face darkened.

"Did her sister-in-law, who ran off with the boss, run off with a micro-business owner halfway through?" Zhou Han started to have wild thoughts.

"Sigh..." Elizabeth rubbed her forehead, saying dejectedly, "This brat is not worth discussing anything with!"

"Ugh!" Zhou Han scratched her hair and said impatiently, "Just tell me already, stop keeping me in suspense."