Uneasy daily life

Angelina glanced at the menu, ordered a pasta dish, and hesitated before handing it over, saying, "Yukinoshita..."

“I told you to just call me Haruno, so it’s easier to distinguish from Yukino-chan.” Haruno Yukinoshita took the menu. “What do you want to order, you rascal? Today’s recommended menu has a super spicy Indian curry rice, you definitely have to try it, right?”

Bai Ying nodded and said, "Granted."

"Okay... what does Pochi-chan want to eat?"

Goto Ichiri stared blankly into space: "..."

"Pochi-chan, that looks like your junior high school classmate."

My junior high classmate... my embarrassing past?!

"?!"

Goto Ichiri, who was lost in thought, suddenly snapped back to reality: "Huh?!"

She quickly shook her head, looking left and right, but didn't see anyone familiar... Wait a minute! How could Yang Nai possibly know what her junior high school classmates look like!

Yukinoshita Haruno asked with a smile, "What would you like to order, Pochi-chan?"

Goto Ichiri quickly sat up straight and hurriedly followed the conversation she had vaguely overheard: "Um, I'd also like an extra spicy special curry rice..."

"You actually dared to challenge me, you truly deserve to be called the Brave Pro."

Bai Ying highly praised it.

"Please, please guide me?" Goto Ichiri asked, his tone hesitant.

It can't be that...it's too much of a coincidence, right? No, it must be, it makes perfect sense.

"What did Bai Ying do this time?" Angelina couldn't contain her kitten-like curiosity. "What does 'perverted screenwriter' mean? Is it related to Ms. Sakurajima?"

"Ahem—Let me give you a proper introduction."

Yukinoshita coughed lightly, then smiled and said seriously, "This is the bastard who rolled into a ball, the leading figure of the new era of fan circle perverted literature, the canine that barks at Mai Sakurajima, a mudslide of cross-dressing and comparison, a temporary focus of the entertainment industry, a pervert whose talent is limited by the screenwriter profession - White Bastard Shadow."

"What do you mean by being limited by the screenwriter profession?" Bai Ying said with a sneer. "It's clearly that his directing skills are limited. He couldn't grasp my script. He turned a perfectly good tragic coming-of-age story into a coming-of-age romance."

"Ah, you really are that Bai Liang Bai Ying who gets so many likes!"

Goto Ichiri suddenly stood up, bracing himself on the table with both hands, his expression a complex mix of envy, jealousy, hatred, and awe.

Bai Ying rested her chin on her hands and asked in a deep voice, "Do you also want a lot of likes?"

Boom!

Lightning struck the top of the head, shaking the very soul.

A ghost, the ghost of Ichiri Goto, wanders through the online world. In order to gain sacred likes, the ghost browses through every post and update. The thumbs-up icon +1, netizens' praise comments, video views, and follower growth are all the energy the ghost relies on for survival.

The online world is wonderful.

You can have a conversation without meeting face-to-face, Spalashi.

Even as a ghost, I can still gain a place on the internet by covering popular songs!

Suddenly, a loud voice came from the sky.

Do you want lots of likes too?

The ghost fell silent.

That was a dazzling, radiant light! That was a powerful individual at the pinnacle of social terrorism! That was an ultimate being who could obliterate years of hard work with just a comment, like, or share on a social media post!

Looking back, I posted a cover song, a piece played like a phoenix emerging from its cocoon. Playback was pleasing, and in the comments section, I occasionally heard tales of a screenwriter's romantic escapades. My social media feed swelled with activity, attracting attention, but the likes were negligible. I could only feel vain envy, a torrent of emotions welling up within me.

In short: This is what a true man should be like!

The ghost struggled, as if a monster inside it had opened its eyes and was panting restlessly.

"No, no, no, I'm already perfectly content with just this..."

The ghost tried desperately to deny it.

"Don't belittle yourself. Even if you exude a gloomy aura, I can still see it—you have lice in your eyes, and despite your insignificance, you still yearn to leap three feet high." The voice asked again, "Don't you want lots of people to praise you?"

hiss--!

Don't answer! Don't answer!

The ghost struggled to stay awake, but the monster was already awake: "Whoa! I want to!"

Do you have social media accounts?

"No, no..."

"Then let's open a social media account!"

The monster of greed awakened, like Ichiri Goto dressed in a monster suit, striding between skyscrapers, roaring and spewing beams of light: "Give me a thumbs up! Give me a thumbs up! Everyone, praise me—!!"

Boom! Violent explosions erupted everywhere, threatening to turn the world upside down. The ghost, barely maintaining a semblance of consciousness, cried out in anguish, trying to stop the monster within her yearning for love. No! This cannot be! If she continues to let herself run rampant, she will become a slave to her desires!

The monster paid no heed and continued its frenzied roaring and running.

Looking back, the account was launched, the first update was posted, and a thousand people followed. Lights and cheers rang out, hands raised in unison, calling him the guitar hero. A national idol, praised worldwide, he smiled calmly. Such is life…

"First, comb your bangs back, wear a swimsuit, and take a photo that shows some skin but not all to attract attention."

The celestial voice transformed into the Zepelion Ray, instantly piercing through the monster that was wreaking havoc!

Ga?

That's life... Lie down and dream honestly!

Goto Ichiri's eyes widened, and she shook her head frantically: "No no no no no no—"

“Exactly,” Yukinoshita Haruno said, dissatisfied. “How can you start off in a swimsuit? Pochi-chan is a guitar virtuoso, how can she not have a guitar?”

Goto Ichiri quickly nodded in agreement... Huh? What do you mean by starting with a swimsuit?

“That’s right, it should show a gradual process.” Bai Ying said in deep agreement, “The first time you wear sportswear to sing a cover, the second time you wear a T-shirt to sing a cover, the third time you wear pajamas, and then you can consider transitioning to lingerie or swimwear…”

Goto Ichiri asked, somewhat bewildered, "Huh, where's the guitar?"

Bai Ying said seriously, "It's quite difficult to do anything fancy with a guitar."

“Not necessarily,” Yukinoshita Haruno objected. “Pochi-chan could work on her arm strength and smash the guitar, set it on fire, or perform a kung fu guitar routine at the end of her performance. That would definitely be a great spectacle.”

"?!"

Goto Ichiri instinctively grabbed the guitar bag lying beside her, exclaiming in shock, "How could you break the guitar?!"

Bai Ying stroked her chin, thought for a moment, and said, "Then let's try a gentler way, like riding a guitar and pretending you're riding a horse."

boom!

Goto Ichiri's face was flushed, and his eyes were blurry. He was shocked by the unexpected use of the guitar.

That's not how you use a guitar!

"You idiot, how could you come up with such a ridiculous idea?" Yukinoshita Haruno said with a grin. "Can't you come up with a more normal way?"

Exactly! Goto Ichiri nodded in agreement.

Bai Ying scoffed, "Superficial. Why insist on room temperature if you want heat? Even water needs to boil to bubble."

"Oh? What do you say?"

"To become a hit, you need to fuel the fire, to pull lightning from the fire to reach the sky!" Bai Ying said confidently. "We need to learn to keenly capture the focus of public opinion, get there first to get a piece of the action, stick to the hot topics as quickly as possible, interview the parties involved, ride the wave of traffic, and then we can start advertising and selling products, sitting back and collecting money..."

Goto Ichiri: “?”

Yukinoshita Haruno laughed and said, "You're chasing after trends, what if they've already cooled down?"

"It's alright, we can still eat something spoiled."

Bai Ying waved her hand: "It's just a meal, there's no shame in it."

Yukino Yukinoshita: "If it's not hot, won't we be unable to eat anything that's gone bad?"

"If there's no food, we'll cook for ourselves. People can't go without food, can they?" Bai Ying said confidently. "I have a professional team. We observe materials related to others' infidelity, arguments, long essays, comparisons, and trending online topics. Then we delve deeper into these materials, focusing on quantity. With enough quantity, eventually some will stumble upon the truth. We can expand the topic's influence outwards, analyze its essence inwards to create resonance, and introduce new forces. First, we'll hype up a topic, and then we can start advertising and selling products, sitting back and collecting money..."

Bai Ying said solemnly, "In short, you need a determination—the determination to create infidelity even if it doesn't already exist! Don't worry, Brave Pro, I guarantee I can make your wish come true!"

Goto Ichiri is shaking her head wildly in a phantom-like manner; it's terrifying!

“Poch-chan is very resistant,” Yukino Yukinoshita said. “Your method is too harsh on the person involved.”

The white-clad figure said coldly, "If it's not a little bit stimulating, how can people find it delicious?"

"You want some too?"

"I'll eat first."

"what about the taste?"

"happy."

As the two chatted back and forth, the monster in Goto Ichiri's heart was frightened back down. He remained silent and timid, shaking his head vigorously to show his firm denial and block out the possibility of a concussion.

Bai Ying said regretfully, "It's a pity my account was banned, otherwise I could have given Brave Pro a powerful boost in traffic."

Goto Ichiri was stunned: "Huh, it's sealed off? No, it isn't."

“No, I really didn’t.” Angelina held her phone, looking at Bai Ying with an extremely strange expression, and subtly shifted half her buttocks to the side. “Um… Bai Ying, you’ve said so many strange things online?”

"Ok?"

Bai Ying took out her phone and logged into her account. She found that her activity feed was back, and the number of comments was climbing rapidly, along with a flood of private messages that she couldn't possibly read! After quickly scrolling through a few, she found that they were all requests to duel her, demands for her to commit seppuku, requests for interviews, inquiries about her interest in becoming a celebrity endorser, and requests for her to do live streams...

No wonder I bumped into a lot of people who knew about this while I was wandering around the streets. I thought it was just the aftermath, but it turned out to be the old wave!

"Am I trending now?"

The white figure was terrified.

"Haven't you noticed yet, you rascal?" Yukinoshita Haruno said with a smile. "You've become a hot topic."

Bai Ying acted quickly, first setting her phone to unanswered mode, and then posting an update.

【Bai Liang Bai Ying】

Want to understand my journey? Want to know my story with Mai Sakurajima? Want more information and gossip? Want to interview me? Go find Mai Sakurajima, I've left everything there.

Great, I'll give it all to Mai Sakurajima!

It seems like a lot of people in the group are tagging me?

Wow! This little pockmarked fellow is like Lu Bu recognizing a godfather, always spouting filial piety.

Bai Ying glanced at it, issued a forged imperial edict, and then swiftly brought down his blade.

[Bai Liang Bai Ying: Fellow slaves, your administrator infiltrated the enemy forces, instigated a rebellion, and has now successfully retired. Today is the day for us anti-fans to raise our banner, reclaim our lost lands, and return the old capital! On this day of our grand plan, let us use this traitor as a sacrifice to our banner!]

[Bai Liang and Bai Ying have banned Xiao Ma Zi from speaking for 12 hours.]

[Wooden Fish: ...Why are you a hater again? Tell me! Who are you?!]

[The crow: hopping back and forth, never forgetting its lofty ambitions, its heart still burning with passion, awaiting its opportune moment—it turns out to be Liu Bei?!]

"What are the administrators of this platform doing? They actually unblocked me." Bai Ying put away her phone. "Luckily, I'm one step ahead. I just told them to turn left and find Mai Sakurajima."

"After all, Mai Sakurajima has already tacitly agreed. Maybe she just made a few appeals and got your account released from the blacklist." Haruno Yukinoshita said playfully, "You've already added fuel to the fire for Mai Sakurajima and taken the first bite? You didn't even invite me to do something so big. 9528 is a little sad."

Bai Ying coughed lightly, composed himself, and said, "9528, your hand..."

"stop!"

Yukinoshita Haruno immediately stopped her and changed the subject, saying, "The food is here."

Those random, nonsensical comments online are one thing, but if this guy were to do it in a public restaurant... it would truly be a mutual destruction situation.

When the waiter brought over the food, Angelina blinked, nudged the white figure under the table with her elbow, and muttered, "Sir, what does 9528 mean? Yang Nai-neechan too..."

Bai Ying replied, "She's a top-notch supporting actress."

"?"

So, are they really just a bunch of crazy people in the Scarlet Troupe's repertoire...? Ugh! It's just that the Scarlet Troupe has been encountering a lot of strange people lately. Don't judge people with prejudice!

Angelina picked up her fork, not questioning the things she saw online. Once she thought about it, everything became clear—the superior had clearly solved Ms. Sakurajima's problem in a rather unconventional way. It was also possible that the superior just wanted to have some fun and solve Ms. Sakurajima's problem along the way.

Oh dear, these are all good things.

While eating spaghetti, Angelina suddenly noticed that Yukinoshita was looking at her with an undisguised scrutinizing gaze.

Huh? Is there something strange about this?