Everyone knows that Yun Mengyao and Guan Yingyi have discussed this topic before.
Guan Yingyi has no idea about falling in love in college, and she also said that "a wise man never falls in love."
But Yunmengyao didn't think so, and expressed expectantly:
"It would be a pity not to fall in love in such a wonderful university."
"If I meet someone I like, I will definitely have a talk."
"If a wise man does not fall in love, then it seems that I will become a fool~"
Even though she said that, Yun Mengyao also knew that it was not so easy to meet the person she liked.
In college, there were many people who liked her, and many of them confessed their love to her directly.
Many times, she even feels that being liked is really annoying.
But now she understands that it is not annoying to be liked by others, but it is annoying to be liked by people she doesn't like.
When the question of whether she fell in love with Li Mo came to her mind, she began to panic.
But she had to admit that Li Mo was indeed completely different from other boys in her heart.
After one year of college, before Li Mo appeared, no boy could make a ripple in her heart.
She couldn't even think of chatting with other boys, but she could have endless conversations with Li Mo.
Even if it was just a trivial matter, she would still be willing to pester Li Mo to chat for a long time.
"well--"
Yun Mengyao supported the table, held her delicate chin in her jade hands and said to herself:
"Yao Yao, you are finished. You have really become an idiot."
.........
On the other side, Li Mo narrowed his eyes until 7:30 in the evening.
His stomach was growling with hunger, but he was too lazy to go out and buy it, so he called Liu Kun.
"Kun'er, after you go online, remember to bring me some fried noodles."
"Go back soon, I'm so hungry that my chest is touching my back."
After hanging up the phone, Li Mo saw the message Yun Mengyao sent him.
However, he was really hungry now, so he didn't reply, thinking that he would wait until he had taken care of his stomach.
So he got out of bed, took out a pack of dry instant noodles from the cabinet and ate it, first pushing it into his stomach.
Then, he turned on his computer and browsed through the website.
The 'MOMO Garden' section has an astonishing amount of posts, and it has a tendency to replace the campus forum.
Speaking of which, college students are still very sensitive to trends. Li Mo found that some good things sharing posts were extremely popular.
The poster is very good at packaging posts and carefully designing text and physical stickers. It is obvious that he has the consciousness of those traffic bloggers more than ten years later.
After looking at it, Li Mo also found a very popular post called "My Life as a Rich Second Generation".
In addition to describing in detail the daily necessities of the poster, this post will also describe some of his daily life.
'A mobile phone worth 8,000 yuan is still not as useful as one worth 9,000 yuan. '
'I just said I wanted a high-end computer, and my father, who has two hundred employees, bought it for me and sent it to me. '
'How many campus beauties go crazy for me when I occasionally eat in the cafeteria? '
'On the second day of military training, the fairy girl in the next class was fascinated by my appearance. What could I do? '
'Sorry, it wasn't my intention to come to school in a Bentley. '
"????"
Li Mo almost made his eyes pop out as he looked at these paragraphs of untypable text.
You know with your buttocks that there will be no other owner of this post except Shao Wenhua.
"Damn it, except for the cell phone and computer in the front that he pretends to be himself, the whole thing written in the back is me!"
Li Mo pointed at the computer screen and cursed, feeling that the smell of Shao Wenhua was all around him.
At this time, the dormitory door opened, and the other three naughty dogs from 404 came in, talking and laughing.
Liu Kun put the fried noodles in his hand in front of Li Mo's table, and Shao Wenhua complained:
"Old Mo, you are the most troublesome. In order to bring you fans, my brothers even stayed up all night! You have to treat me to dinner!"
When Li Mo heard this, he glared at Shao Wenhua angrily:
"I'm going to give you a hammer!"
"Hua Zi, you are awesome! You pretended to be awesome under my nose, and I haven't even noticed yet. You have grown up!"
Shao Wenhua was stunned for a moment, glanced at Li Mo's computer screen, and then he understood, and he chuckled:
"Hey, you don't know how to write this on the Internet anyway, so I just want to help you promote it."
"I'm using you for publicity."
Li Mo was furious and pointed at the screen:
"And are you fucking promoting me? Aren't you sharing your own life?"
Shao Wenhua glared, stuffed a cigarette to Li Mo with a playful smile:
"Your life and my life are all brothers. There is no difference between you and me."
Li Mo chuckled:
"Okay, I know you are shameless, and I don't bother to argue with you about this."
"But aren't you looking for trouble for yourself by writing these things?"
"Look at the comments below. They are all scolding you. There are still people who want to touch you in real life. You are really not afraid of being beaten."
Upon hearing this, Shao Wenhua waved his hands nonchalantly:
"What's the matter? These little black fans are all jealous of my simple rich second-generation life, so I don't bother to care about them."
"And look at the number of fans I have. It's already 5,000, which is just a little lower than 'Feixue'. Am I awesome?"
Regarding Shao Wenhua's shamelessness, even Li Mo couldn't help but give a thumbs up:
"You are really awesome. I have read countless posts, but I have never seen a post where all the posts were scolding the original poster."
"You don't just have a few black fans, you have more than 5,000 followers, all of them are just small black fans."
Shao Wenhua spread his hands and looked like he was in need of a slap:
"So what, anyway, I'm already popular, just let these ordinary people follow me and look up to me."
"Yeah, you dick!"
Li Mo was too lazy to argue with Shao Wenhua anymore, and was holding the fried rice noodles in the wind.
Although this boy Shao Wenhua did something a bit unethical, let alone that, it can be regarded as increasing the popularity of the man who slipped through the net.
"Feixue" worked so hard to draw comics, but he only has more than 8,000 fans.
But Huazi can be scolded by thousands of people just by typing a sentence, which is really awesome.
Just halfway through eating the powder, the phone on the table suddenly vibrated.
Li Mo glanced at the caller ID and saw it was Tang Jiaxin calling.
"Boss, can you come to the commercial street now? It's not far from your offline experience store. Kuang Wenyan and I are both here."
Li Mo heard this and refused without thinking:
"It's already this time, I won't come. You can play by yourself. Remember to go back to the dormitory early."
"It's not for fun."
On the other end of the phone, Tang Jiaxin's tone was a little anxious:
"Someone was hit. We don't know what to do. Come and take a look."
Li Mo was shocked when he heard this:
"What!? Someone got hit!?"
