Huayu: Starting by piggybacking on the fame of "Fairy Mom"

Zhou Xiaobai ran all the way, and once he was out of the beautiful woman's sight, he began to think about how to increase his popularity.

Relying on the system is unreliable; if it were effective, I wouldn't be so poor that I'm practically a eunuch.

Unfortunately, it's difficult for people to earn money beyond what they know, and the same goes for popularity.

Although the system promised him immortality, a closer look reveals it to be a dead end.

However, now that things have started off difficult, just as he was full of anticipation, he saw two women walk past him.

The middle-aged woman asked the young woman next to her, "Teacher Liu won't be coming back, will she?"

"I won't go back. Nobody would be happy about this..." The young woman's laughter was full of gossip.

While others were gossiping, Zhou Xiaobai was shocked—the clothes the two were wearing looked exactly like those of the beautiful woman he had just bumped into.

He touched the teeth marks on his face, and turned his head to look around in fright... Thankfully, he was safe!

Good luck is sure to follow the shock!

Zhou Xiaobai rubbed his eyes, unable to believe it—he saw a group of men and women dancing gracefully under a big tree, with numbers of different sizes floating above their heads.

Before he could think it through, Zhou Xiaobai circled around them and gained another 268 points.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that not everyone has popularity points; only professional dancers or performers who can take the stage have them.

Moreover, the number of popularity points seems to be related to the performance's appeal, and it requires both parties to be within ten meters to collect them.

It seems that the beautiful woman who provided 95 popularity points earlier has even better dancing skills and greater fame.

Zhou Xiaobai was secretly considering whether to hang out with this group of dancers for a few days when...

A woman's voice suddenly came from behind: "You like watching dancing?"

"No, impossible, I don't like it!" Zhou Xiaobai blurted out without thinking.

Who likes watching dancing? I'm just here to collect popularity points...

"What are you looking at? What good things are you thinking about? You're drooling!" It's no wonder the owner of the voice thought that way; Zhou Xiaobai was so happy that he was drooling.

The woman's voice leaned closer and pressed on, "I think we know each other."

Being caught red-handed made Zhou Xiaobai feel guilty, but he quickly came to his senses—what's there to be afraid of? I'm just a kid!

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly paused, as the system exploded in his mind with an unprecedentedly urgent tone: "Rising star detected. Please bind immediately."

"Bind me, you must bind me immediately."

Zhou Xiaobai was overjoyed.

He was excited when he received popularity points.

My emotions at that moment were absolutely explosive. To stumble upon a rising star in the vast sea of ​​people is even rarer than finding a needle in a haystack; it's practically a lifesaver.

"Binding failed, insufficient popularity points!" the system said helplessly.

Zhou Xiaobai wanted to kill this broken system, but he was even more disgusted with himself for being useless. He had been in this world for so long, and the best medicine was right in front of him, but he couldn't bring himself to drink it.

Binding was useless, so Zhou Xiaobai squinted and looked up from the bottom. When he saw the face, he cursed inwardly: The features are good-looking, but this chubby face doesn't look like a beautiful rising star at all.

He was furious inside: "You bastard, you arrogantly claim that all rising stars are beautiful, but take a closer look! This is clearly a chubby little girl, what's beautiful about her?"

"Slightly chubby is beautiful. Those who believe in me will live forever." The system's tone was arrogant.

Despite his initial setback, his curiosity remained. He couldn't help but look up, trying to discern the potential of this future star from the chubby little face before him.

However, it's impossible to tell; it's truly impossible to tell.

Besides, I don't have that kind of popularity, so I can only worry helplessly. It seems I have to give up on this Rising Star award for now.

This chubby girl was Fan Bingbing; she had noticed Zhou Xiaobai the moment he entered.

This is something extraordinary—

Whose little brat is this? I just want to pinch his cheeks... Fan Bingbing's heart suddenly started pounding wildly, just like when she was with Tong Liya and An Qianqian.

A sense of familiarity surged forth like a burst dam—the system-certified rising stars shared a feeling of closeness with each other.

Then, Fan Bingbing, with audacity, picked up Zhou Xiaobai and darted into the nearby grove of trees.

This action sent chills down Zhou Xiaobai's spine: Was he bullying a child? Or...?

Thinking of certain TV scenes, he twisted and turned desperately in Fan Bingbing's arms, trying to break free from her clutches.

In the grove.

Fan Bingbing sat on a large rock, with Zhou Xiaobai tightly held by her like a rag doll, straddling her lap, looking utterly hopeless.

He wanted to rebel and teach Fan Bingbing a lesson, but then he thought that they might become family in the future... Oh well, let him die if he wants, whatever!

He now treats all the rising stars certified by the system as family.

Fan Bingbing held Zhou Xiaobai's face in her hands, examining it carefully as if it were a rare treasure. She felt that coming to Jiangcheng with her mother was the wisest decision she had ever made, and she was filled with gratitude for her mother at this moment.

"Little brother, I'm so happy."

Before Zhou Xiaobai could reply, and regardless of whether Zhou Xiaobai understood or not, she introduced herself in a rapid-fire manner: "My name is Fan Bingbing, I am fourteen years old, I am from Binhai, where are you from, what is your name... "

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Zhou Xiaobai waved his hand to stop. This didn't feel like an introduction; it felt more like a blind date. He was still a kid, and this made him uncomfortable.

"What's wrong?"

Fan Bingbing pouted. Growing up, she'd been surrounded by men like flies in a toilet, impossible to get rid of. Now, holding a little kid like you, she dared to complain?

"Put me down." In this sweltering heat, Zhou Xiaobai felt like he was being pickled.

"Let go? Dream on! I haven't even told you your name yet," Fan Bingbing retorted. The system's boost was indeed powerful, making her feel increasingly close to him the more she hugged him; she even wanted to take him back with her.

Zhou Xiaobai was taken aback, wondering whether he should tell her.

But then I think, if we can't link our accounts now, we might end up as best friends who hold hands and go to the bathroom together, which would be incredibly embarrassing.

Moreover, the system had already stated that as long as you have contacted the signed rising star, you won't have trouble finding them, but you must bind them before they become famous.

With this in mind, he had an idea—his real name could not be revealed now.

He used a pseudonym: "My name is Zhou Xiaohei."

"I like you so much!" Fan Bingbing smiled, her eyes crinkling into crescents, and pressed her face against his.

"Can you not hug me so tightly? It's so hot!" Zhou Xiaobai struggled and expressed her dissatisfaction with Fan Bingbing, who was tightening her arms around him.

"No, little black brother." Once Fan Bingbing started, he couldn't stop.

Since he couldn't shake her off for the time being, Zhou Xiaobai had no choice but to accept his fate. Thinking about how he would be tied to her in the future, Zhou Xiaobai also wanted to probe her background: "Is Binhai far from Jiangcheng?"

These words perked Fan Bingbing up. Was this some kind of perfect coincidence? "It's not far! Why don't you come back with me? You haven't told me where you live yet!"

Zhou Xiaobai rambled on: "It's far away, I'm here to visit relatives—"

Before he could finish speaking, a voice rang out: "Jiangcheng Orphanage, he lives there."