After I traveled through the book, I gained a humanoid pendant

[Is this a newcomer from a certain company?]

[Wow wow wow, so sweet, that look is so silky!]

[A new short video? A time-travel one? What's the name? I want to catch up!]

[Wow, my wife is so beautiful! Her smile is so sweet that it makes me dizzy!]

[The handsome guy in black at the back, please wake up. Green mountains and clear waters, a tourist attraction, but the look in your eyes makes it seem like the sky is about to fall and you won't know what the world is anymore...]

[What a cute cub! Even the coldest woman would smile when she sees this.]

[@火辣大母猴, sisters, come and take a look at this, does it look like the novel you mentioned recently?]

[Sister, please tell me your account number and I will be the 1000th fan of this couple.]

[It’s xx/xx/xx, 8:07 AM, and I’ve reached 100 million likes. Here’s a souvenir.]

……

Xiao Zi sent a lot of messages in a burst, including thanks and screenshots of the comment section. Ni Yangzhou held the new phone Yan Congzhi had bought for him and swiped through the photos one by one. His originally calm face began to change color.

The further down you go, the closer the color of the comments becomes to that of forsythia under the scorching sun.

"What's wrong."

Yan Congzhi leaned over, but Ni Yangzhou hugged his face and said, "I'm thirsty. I want to drink milk tea."

Yan Congzhi was hugged by two arms and could only look at the other person's sincere eyes.

"Full sugar on the rocks."

Yan Congzhi retracted his half-extended body and said, "I'm ordering takeout."

Ni Yangzhou rested his hand on his chin: "But I want to drink it cold. The takeaway won't be cold when it arrives."

Yan Congzhi said nothing, picked up his shirt and went out.

Ni Yangzhou waited for the door to close, then quickly opened his phone and deleted all the screenshots.

It’s better not to let Yan Congzhi see such explicit words.

Xiao Zi sent another message, saying that many people wanted his account and hoped to cooperate with them in business. Her private messages were now flooded with messages, and she asked Ni Yangzhou if he had any idea of accepting the cooperation.

Ni Yangzhou clicked his tongue and wondered how long it would take to find someone. He had no identity, and the hotel he was staying in was run by Yan Congzhi's previous client. He really should find some way to make money.

After thinking about it, Ni Yangzhou replied:

[I don't know much about this, any recommendations? If it's not too much trouble, I'd like to earn some pocket money.]

Xiao Zi was also a little hesitant. She had never taken on many advertisements before and had always stayed away from signing contracts with so-called MCN companies. She didn't know much about the complexity involved.

Ni Yangzhou told the truth. Ni Yangzhou didn't want to embarrass the other party, so he waved his hand and asked Xiao Zi to post his new account in the comments. However, in the blink of an eye, Ni Yangzhou's backstage became 999, and a phone call came in immediately. Ni Yangzhou, who was not mentally prepared, immediately set his phone to do not disturb unknown numbers.

Ni Yangzhou paused as he was about to poke in, opened his personal account first, and then got stuck on real-name authentication.

Help, he is an illegal resident.

Ni Yangzhou was helpless. He clicked on the comments and scrolled through them. His face turned red and yellow. There were also people writing in the comment section, and there was a group of hungry children below.

Ni Yangzhou endured his embarrassment and read on, finding it quite inspiring. He then followed the others and lined up in the comments below:

[Big brother, food, I’m hungry.]

Ni Yangzhou was eagerly waiting for the real-time update, but suddenly found that his phone was vibrating again, as if it was going to drain all his phone credit.

Comments exploded:

[This is the first time I’ve seen a main course.]

[Mom, I got it for real.]

[Did you forget to change your number?]

[This is pretty straightforward at first glance; that's what their guidelines say.]

[No, believe me, this is absolutely true, otherwise I will eat shit upside down]

[The above people please stop talking about these old jokes.]

[My heart is broken. Usually, something this generous would be perfectly straight, straighter than a telephone pole, straighter than my electrocardiogram.]

[Update soon! The real protagonist has appeared. Please add more bondage play. They might start practicing tonight!]

It won’t…

Ni Yangzhou deleted the comment with a grin, and another wave of shock began.

The comments are like lingering evil spirits, and the souls of countless people who just want to watch the show are burning fiercely.

[Unexpected? I took a screenshot!]

[Unexpected? I took a screenshot! +1]

[Unexpected? I took a screenshot! +2]

……

Ni Yangzhou covered his face and silently turned off his phone.

On the other side, Yan Congzhi finally parked the car in front of the milk tea shop. After ordering, he sat aside and waited. He asked Xiao Zi to download the corresponding software. After logging into his account, he saw the comment area that was booming.

The photos are the ones Xiao Zi sent me yesterday. They have been refined a bit, but basically no changes were made to the face. The basic skin texture was retained, and only the background and lighting were adjusted.

Yan Congzhi looked at the young man smiling brightly in the camera, and clicked save again.

Only then did he scroll down to look at the comments. The one pinned to the top was Ni Yangzhou's account. Yan Congzhi clicked on it and followed it unskillfully. He found that he already had more than 100,000 followers and pursed his lips.

He stepped out and scrolled down a few more pages, and saw Ni Yangzhou being executed in public.

As Yan Cong watched all the way, he could almost imagine the young man in the hotel with a red face.

The man clicked on the comments and lined up after the first post.

[Food, I'm hungry. @Niyangzhou]

The young man in the hotel was originally burying his head in the quilt thinking about solutions when his cell phone rang like a toad pit. He glanced at the comments and suddenly saw Yan Congzhi's tag.

It’s Yan Congzhi’s real name. When you click on it, there’s nothing. It’s an empty account just like his.

Ni Yangzhou took a deep breath, not wanting to pay attention, but also afraid that the other party would be sad, so he had to give Yan Congzhi a dog head in return.

…The comment section exploded.

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A message lay quietly in Ni Yangzhou's private messages, and like many stranded fish on the beach, it did not receive any special attention from the owner of the account.

The message was sent privately:

[Hello, I'm from Xingyou Media. I see that your image is very suitable for a script we're currently developing. Are you interested in collaborating?]

Ni Yangzhou lay on the bed, drinking a cold drink, rubbing his sore eyes, and deleted it with his little hand.

What kind of staff is this? They are so perfunctory, it’s obvious they are scamming.

On the other end of the Internet, the person put down the brush in his hand, put away the rice paper, and looked at his phone again, wondering why there was no reply for so long.

Director Fan, who contacted the person on a whim, had no idea that he had been labeled a liar and was on the other party's blacklist.

Ni Yangzhou: Another day without being fooledヾ(?°?°?)??