The backdrop can also be propped up.

"Holy crap!" Huang Luxin couldn't help but exclaim. She immediately bit her chopsticks and started typing frantically in the comments section, vividly displaying every single thing Sen Ouling had done in his acting career on her phone's keyboard—Huang Luxin was trying to make everyone who saw this video as interested in Sen Ouling as much as possible.

The others were startled by Huang Luxin's shout and turned around to see her typing.

An Ning, with her pink hair, tiptoed over, carrying her instant noodles and biting her chopsticks, to see what Huang Luxin was doing.

An Ning narrowed her eyes, and when she realized that Huang Luxin was talking about Sen Ouling's acting career, she couldn't help but lean close to Huang Luxin's ear and ask, "What are you doing?"

"Whoa!" Huang Luxin was startled by An Ning's voice, and the chopsticks she was biting fell to the ground, and her phone almost flew away.

"What are you doing?" Huang Luxin was a little angry after seeing that it was An Ning. She picked up the chopsticks from the ground with some dissatisfaction and prepared to go to the bathroom in the rented office to wash them.

"It's nothing, your sudden shout startled us." An Ning sighed, feigning helplessness, and slurped another mouthful of instant noodles into her mouth.

"Hey, didn't someone capture a video about Sen Ouling and it went viral? I'm just trying to get more fans for Sen Ouling." Huang Luxin responded loudly from the bathroom.

"Someone captured a video of Sen Ouling? Where is it? Let me see it." Men Ying'an, the agent, sensed an opportunity.

After hearing the account name Huang Luxin gave her, Men Ying'an immediately opened Yin Dou. After watching the video, she felt she could seize this opportunity to gain a small number of followers. She just wanted to see how Sen Ouling was doing now.

She looked alright this morning, but I wonder if she'll accept these offers. Thinking this, Men Ying'an sent a message to "Sen Ouling".

Lu Renkui had just finished eating instant noodles and thrown the noodle box into the trash can when his phone, which was in his pocket, vibrated again to indicate that he had received a message.

Lu Renkui took out her phone and saw a message from Men Ying'an, asking if the original owner, Sen Ouling, could take a few more selfies in the afternoon and send them over so they could edit them.

Lu Renkui replied with an "I understand," and then pushed his bicycle to find a place where it would be easier to take good photos.

After receiving a reply from the other party, Men Ying'an breathed a sigh of relief and then began to give instructions: "Everyone, hurry up and eat your lunch. We have to handle this unexpected surge in traffic."

"Nanxi!"

The girl eating braised beef instant noodles heard Men Ying'an calling her, turned around in response, and swallowed the instant noodles still in her mouth, listening to what Men Ying'an had to say next.

"Do you still have those old drafts? If so, go and cut them out and make them into a feature article to send out."

As Men Ying'an spoke, he turned to look at Huang Luxin, who had just come out of the bathroom, and said, "Xingzai, edit the photos that Xiaolingzi sent over later. Just edit them appropriately, but don't overdo it."

"Oh, you don't need to tell me." Huang Luxin waved her hand. "Let me finish my noodles first."

"Ma Chenming, you need to manage the comments section."

"Okay," Ma Chenming mumbled, because she had just been eating the braised egg that came with her instant noodles.

“An Ning, if you’re free, work with Ma Chenming to control the comments.”

"Okay, I understand." An Ning slurped another mouthful of her spicy and sour snail rice noodles and sat back down at her workstation.

Men Ying'an quickly finished her instant noodles. She then turned on her computer and began editing the copy and Sen Ouling's personal poster, which included Sen Ouling's basic information and her representative works.

After editing, Men Ying'an looked at the comments section of "Sen Ouling's" new post, which was only visible to fans, and saw a couple of very harsh insults.

After reporting those offensive comments, Men Ying'an posted the personal poster of Sen Ouling that she had made to the fan group and asked a few big fans to help spread it.

Seeing that several big fans had replied, Men Ying'an then synchronized the poster content to their studio accounts on various platforms.

"Oh, right, Lao Men," Nanxi suddenly remembered something and said, "Should I call my cousin and my other cousin back?"

“Let’s see how things go,” Men Ying’an said. “If those guys continue to attack our comment section as a group, then no matter how many pictures we post, it won’t bring our real fans to the front.”

“Okay.” Nanxi nodded.

At that moment, the group heard Huang Luxin's voice: "Ah, Xiaolingzi sent me a message."

Lu Renkui took another photo with the kitten and sent it to Huang Luxin, who was in charge of photo editing. Scrolling up, he found that he had already posted a set of selfies that could be made into a nine-grid photo.

"That should be enough, right? Should I take a few more pictures?" Lu Renkui thought, and snapped a few more photos of the kitten.

The beautiful calico cat stared blankly at the human in front of it, not knowing what the human was doing. But based on its past experience of acting cute outside, it knew that as long as the human touched it a few times, it could get delicious sausages—the kind that its owner usually wouldn't let it eat.

After Lu Renkui finished taking pictures of the cat, he received a message from Huang Luxin on the other end of the line.

Mop with poop stuck to it (Huang Luxin): Baby is still very pretty [heart eyes emoji] But these few pictures aren't enough to choose from, let's take a few more [grinning face]

Struggling to cross the river: (Formerly Mori Ori, now Lu Renkui): [OK emoji]

Lu Renkui looked left and right and found a small shop not far away. After buying chicken sausages from the shop, Lu Renkui squeezed out some to feed the kitten. While the kitten was eating the chicken sausages, Lu Renkui took a few more photos of himself and the kitten.

After taking several photos, none of them turned out very well. Just as Lu Renkui was wondering where to put his phone to take more pictures of the kitten, he heard someone shout loudly in the distance, "Laifu! What are you eating?"

Lu Renkui turned his head and saw a girl wearing a plain white dress, a pearly white headband, and blue and white leather shoes running towards him.

"Laifu? Is that what they're calling the cat?" Lu Renkui looked at the direction the girl was running from and was slightly puzzled. She turned her head and found that the cat had gotten up and run away, taking the other half of the chicken sausage that she had left aside.

"Laifu! You stop right there! Have you forgotten how you got diarrhea the other day when you were kneeling at someone's feet trying to get them to feed you ice cream? Now you're trying to trick passersby into feeding you chicken sausages!"

When the young woman passed by Lu Renkui, who was inside Sen Ouling's body, she said "I'm sorry" in a very fast voice with a hint of apology, and then ran after the cat.

Lu Renkui watched the cat and its owner run away, and then a little while later, the two of them returned.

After watching the cat and the person circle around three times, Lu Renkui rolled up her sleeves, seized the opportunity, and as the cat passed by her feet again, she bent down and swiftly caught the cat in her hands.

Fearing the cat would scratch him, Lu Renkui grabbed the scruff of the cat's neck and the flesh on its body.

The cat cried out in pain, its howls more than twice as loud as its previous whimpers, its four legs kicking wildly in the air, the chicken sausage already fallen to the ground.

The cat remained in this state for two or three seconds. Then the cat's owner came over, took the cat from Lu Renkui's hands, and thanked Lu Renkui, who was inside Sen Ouling's body: "Thank you. The window at home wasn't closed properly today, and this stinky cat got out again."

"You're welcome, you're welcome," Lu Renkui said.

After thanking the host, the host left. Lu Renkui took a few photos, threw the remaining half of the chicken sausage into the trash can, and walked towards Sen Ouling's bicycle—it seemed like there wasn't much else to take photos at this spot, so she'd see if there was anything worth taking on the way back.