Let's debut, fairy!

Chapter 56: Concern leads to chaos
As mentioned before, Ning Meng is not tall.

But its advantage lies in its small face and small frame, so its overall proportions look good.

In addition, she also loves cosplay, so Meng Bai always felt that she looked like a giant figurine.

Her personality is also very interesting; she's not shy, can talk about anything, and drives even faster than Meng Bai.

This is somewhat in contrast to her appearance.

At that moment, she, with her hair in pigtails, excitedly returned home carrying a porcelain jar, shouting at the top of her lungs in the living room:
"Mom~"

"Mom!"

Are you home?

She called out several times, but her mother didn't come out.

She did call out her brother "Ning Le": "You've made my ears deaf."

When Ning Meng saw her brother, she immediately went over, pulled her hair back, and looked at him expectantly from the left and right sides, saying, "Brother, do you see anything different about me today?"

Ning Le glanced at her and said dismissively, "The contact lens colors are different, it looks good."

"I wasn't wearing colored contact lenses."

“…” Ning Le.

"Where's Mommy?" Ning Meng was too lazy to argue with him anymore.

"I went to Aunt Huang's house to play mahjong." Ning Le said, sitting down on the sofa and taking out her phone to grin at the screen.

Seeing this, Ning Meng put down the porcelain jar, peeked over furtively, and immediately snapped, "Playing the simp again!" after seeing the name on the chat box.

"None of your business." Ning Le turned her phone screen to the side.

"Stop licking your boots, simps never end well."

"You don't know anything. This is true love. You need time to pursue a girl as outstanding as her." Ning Le said, shifting her position a little further away, and continued to giggle at her phone.

As he laughed, he looked up at Ning Meng and said, "Hey, perfect timing, Qixi Festival is coming soon. What do you think I should give her? A Hermes bag, or..."

Ning Meng interrupted directly: "Why don't you give me a Hermes bag? I serve you tea and water all the time, have you even held her hand before you give her a bag?"

"You're disappointing me too much to talk about such material things between siblings. Go away, leave your brother to grieve alone for a while." Ning Le began to shoo him away.

Ning Meng rolled her eyes, thinking of Meng Bai and Su Xintang, and couldn't help but say, "I'll take you to meet someone tomorrow."

"Who?"

"Meng Bai, do you remember what I told you?"

"Oh, I remember, I remember, your boyfriend, right?" Ning Le stared at her phone, not even looking up, and gave a very perfunctory answer.

He didn't actually remember who Meng Bai was, but his younger sister rarely mentioned outsiders at home, so if she did, then she definitely wasn't an outsider.

"No, I mean he's really good at picking up girls, you could date him..."

Before Ning Meng could finish speaking, Ning Le looked up with disdain and said, "And then he got together with you? Tsk tsk tsk, that shows how bad his taste is. But he's a good person, sacrificing himself to rid the people of evil."

"You scumbag, you'll be a bootlicker for life!" Ning Meng kicked Ning Le. Then she turned and went out to find her mother.

Ning Le wasn't angry. The two siblings had been bickering since they were little, and it would be quieter if they left.

But after chatting with his "true love" for a while longer, he finally came to his senses, looked up in surprise, and exclaimed, "Hey, why is Asuan so fair-skinned?"

A-Suan is the nickname Ning Le gave to Ning Meng.

I must say, it's quite fitting.

However, he didn't pay much attention and continued to send WeChat messages to his true love, even though he said a lot and the other party only replied with one or two words.

About half an hour later, the door opened.

Ning Le turned around and saw his mother and sister walking over excitedly. Ignoring him, the two of them carried the porcelain jar into the bedroom and locked the door.

Taking advantage of this moment, Ning Le took a good look at Ning Meng.

The more he looked at him, the stranger it seemed. He muttered, "He's really gotten so much whiter. He wasn't this white when I left this morning." Meanwhile, inside the rented room...

While keeping an eye on the [Su Xintang] account, Meng Bai was video chatting with Su Xintang, who had already arrived in Taiwan, in the Hokkien dialect.

"Grandma said she would take me to get my photos retaken and get new ID cards. She even offered me money, but I was too embarrassed to take it," Su Xintang said, sitting in the courtyard eating fruit.

I fully experienced what the care of a "Chinese grandmother" is all about.

As she ate, she said, "I noticed that the neighbors in the village seem to be busy with the farming. I was wondering if I should go and help. Grandma said it would be good to help if it's convenient, as it would help me integrate into the community."

"So, when I went out just now, I saw the old man next door carrying fertilizer, and without thinking much, I went up to help. As a result, the old lady was terrified and told me to take it easy and not to do it again."

As she spoke, Su Xintang couldn't help but laugh. It seemed she was recalling the scene just moments before when her grandparents' eyes had almost popped out of their sockets.

But Meng Bai didn't understand: "What's so scary about helping out?"

"I probably carried six bags of fertilizer at once, that's too much. I'll be more careful next time, I really didn't think much of it just now." After saying that, Su Xintang also sent a picture of the fertilizer.

Seeing the words "20 kilograms" written on the fertilizer bags, Meng Bai already had an image in his mind of "Su Xintang wearing a skirt, carrying three bags of fertilizer in her left hand and three bags of fertilizer in her right hand, and walking as fast as she could".

This is indeed very difficult to maintain.

At the same time, Meng Bai inexplicably felt a sense of novelty about long-distance online dating, where men and women from different places could share their lives with each other.

This is completely different from the feeling of spending all day with Su Xintang before.

After chatting for a few more minutes, he brought up work, saying, "It's almost time. Use your account to reply and clarify the rumors first."

"Why don't you just reply for me?"

“It’s different. The IP address you replied with is from Taiwan, China. What we want is for people to know naturally where you’re from. That’s better and doesn’t seem deliberate.”

"I'll listen to you." Su Xintang didn't ask any more questions.

"I'll send you the content, you can just copy and paste it."

"Ah."

After chatting for a few more minutes, the two hung up the phone.

Then Su Xintang went on Douyin and posted the text Meng Bai had given her as the pinned comment.

I've seen a lot of people in the comments section saying I was secretly photographed, but that's just a rumor. Don't believe it. I know that guy.

After posting their comments, the two waited.

As a result, almost half an hour passed, and no one replied.

Su Xintang called, puzzled, and asked, "Why hasn't anyone replied to this comment?"

Meng Bai was initially puzzled, but soon realized what was going on.

Then, he laughed at himself in anger, saying, "Damn it! It's true what they say, those involved are often blinded by their own interests, and concern leads to confusion. I'm just a small internet celebrity with 9 followers, and the traffic from my previous rumors wasn't that big."

In other words, aside from Bu Jie and her group who are plotting against us, nobody cares whether you've been secretly filmed, and nobody cares who I am or what will happen to me if I do.

"What do you mean?" Su Xintang didn't understand.

"With Douyin's distribution model, creating a viral video isn't too difficult. But cultivating a memorable username requires a lot of updates and time."

Your video of you practicing swordsmanship in disguise went viral, but that doesn't mean you've become famous. After people like your video, they'll immediately move on to the next one, and they might not even remember your name.

"The comments section is full of paid trolls and netizens who have been swayed by the hype. The trolls leave after posting their comments, and the netizens who were influenced won't pay attention to what happens next," Meng Bai explained.

This is normal; for example, his own alternate account also follows a large number of Douyin bloggers.

But if you really ask him to think about it, he can remember far fewer Douyin bloggers than Bilibili UP masters, which is determined by the short video distribution model.

"Then does that mean we don't need to delete the account?" Su Xintang was overjoyed; this account cost over ten thousand yuan!
"No, the original plan remains unchanged, but Bu Jie will definitely make a comeback. She's full of energy when she does something bad, and she has no reason to give up halfway."

"I need to think of a way to maximize our profits and get her to spend money and effort to contribute to our cause." Meng Bai scratched his chin as he pondered.

(End of this chapter)