It took Zhao Mei three hours to distribute the small stack of flyers. Finally relieved, Zhao Mei collapsed on a folding chair in the drama club's reception tent. She looked at the long queue outside and questioned her life, sighing that she was definitely a disaster.

Qiu Jiahe just came in from the back door and saw Zhao Mei shaking her head: "What's wrong, Meili, is there something wrong?"

Zhao Mei looked at her and lamented, "These people outside followed me here. I wonder if they won't download the Huaxia Anti-Fraud Platform if they really enter the drama society."

Qiu Jiahe picked up his phone and said, "This is incredible. Our beauty is really considered a disaster now. There are so many of them."

"There are still many people I've chatted with here. Damn, have they never thought that there would be temporary workers in this kind of occasion?" Zhao Mei said helplessly.

Qiu Jiahe, who was looking at her phone, suddenly called out, "Beautiful! Look at the campus forum! You're truly a beauty who brings disaster!"

Zhao Mei curiously leaned over to look at the page: "What's wrong?"

Qiu Jiahe pointed at the most popular post: "The freshman is begging for the name of the senior in this photo. I clicked on it and saw you! It's over 500 views! You're really popular."

The girl in the photo has long, smooth, black hair combed into a high ponytail, and she is wearing a blue sun hat on her head. In her slender and fair arms, she is holding a stack of flyers. A few drops of sweat have slid down her fair face and are hanging on her clear jaw, about to fall off, as if the person taking the photo made a sound. The cat's eyes in this photo of her looking back are filled with an unconcealed smile and confusion, and her innocent beauty is breathtaking.

The clear pixels, bright light and shadow, and the dreamy look back of the beautiful girl are all factors that make this photo a masterpiece, and are also the reason why people keep asking about this photo.

Zhao Mei took out her mobile phone and clicked on the post that Qiu Jiahe shared with her. In just a few minutes, hundreds of replies were added.

"Don't be anxious, freshmen. Let the seniors be anxious first. Today, I, a junior and an old hand, am the anxious king. Does anyone know which department this beautiful girl is in?"

"To be honest, I've been a know-it-all at Capital University for all these years and I've never seen a beauty like her."

"The one above, you still call yourself a know-it-all, isn't that inappropriate?"

"Stop arguing! Breaking news from the front! This beautiful girl is from the drama club! She handed me the flyer herself! She even smiled at me! I'm going to frame this flyer!"

Zhao Mei was so amused by the comments in the forum that she squinted her eyes in laughter. Qiu Jiahe, who was standing beside her, was completely restless and flipping through various platforms, muttering as he did so: "This is incredible, this is really incredible..."

Zhao Mei scrolled through her phone, puzzled, "What's wrong? Isn't it just someone asking on the forum? Don't students ask about this on the confession wall and forum every year when they register?"

Qiu Jiahe's hand holding the phone trembled slightly: "There was nothing wrong originally, but now, even the trending searches are about you..."

Zhao Mei sat up in shock from her dying illness, and jumped up with a somersault: "What?! Hot search?!" After saying that, she quickly clicked on the Big Eyes app on her phone, "#Doesthisfaceremindyouoffirstlove?" This topic suddenly appeared at the twelfth position in the hot search. Since today is almost the reporting day for all universities, many people were already sharing new faces in the school. Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhao Mei's photo came out, this topic was pushed to the hot search with an instant popularity.

There are videos and photos in the topic, almost all of which are posted by students of Capital University, showing Zhao Mei from various angles: handing out flyers, jogging, standing still and drinking water... everything you can think of. Of course, there is no shortage of people asking for her name and department name, and expressing their nostalgia for youth.

"Within one minute, I need all the information about this beauty. If you really can't help me, I'll kneel down and beg you."

"Forget about the higher-ups. I've posted hundreds of comments on Capital University's own forum, but no one knows. What's the point of asking?"

"This is simply an explosion of first love, who understands?"

"I understand you, the one upstairs. You've already laid down and are dreaming. In your dream, you've already caught her. You're very happy."

Even Big Eyes was so lively, and Douyin, which was used by almost everyone, took off. A close-up video received over a million likes. In the clearly shot video, Zhao Mei's delicate little face was covered with a little sweat reflecting the light. She was surrounded by circles like a star, but the protagonist herself did not notice that she was surrounded, but only felt squeezed, so she tried to move forward while whispering sorry, and did not forget to give a flyer to everyone who reached out to her.

I clicked on the comments section. At first, it was filled with normal accounts praising my beauty and asking for my name, but the more I scrolled, the more lewd and lewd the comments became. Zhao Mei looked enlightened and quietly exited Douyin. She and Qiu Jiahe exchanged a glance and sighed together, "Now I finally understand why it took me three hours to distribute those flyers. I really thought it was just because there were too many people. I was also wondering why there were so many new students this year... But I really don't think I'm good enough to trend on the search list. What should I do? If someone finds out, won't I be chased by a whole school?"

Qiu Jiahe looked at Zhao Mei, who had a misunderstanding about her own beauty, shook his head and said jokingly, "Come on, the number of people lining up with love tickets now is equal to you, from south to north and from east to west in our school. It's come true. Anyway, you'll have something to do tomorrow after you finish today, so just help for one day. Otherwise, if things get worse, everyone will come to you to check in tomorrow."

Zhao Mei nodded. "Fortunately, I have a test tomorrow. I'll just have to finish it quickly. I've been so tired from failing classes these past two days that I don't have to come here to be inspected tomorrow."

The two of them rested and chatted in the tent, occasionally helping out at the information desk in front. Soon they saw dusk falling, and as it got dark, the crowd finally dispersed.

After finishing his work on the other side, Yan Zhi rushed over here and saw Zhao Mei and Qiu Jiahe sorting out their applications. He walked over quickly and said, "Mr. Zhao, Jiahe, thank you for your help today. I wonder if you can come tomorrow?"

Zhao Mei shook her head: "I have to take my driver's license test tomorrow, so I can't come."

The light in Yan Zhi's eyes dimmed a little: "Then I'll treat Zhao and Jia He to a meal. I'm tired after a day, and I don't think it would be right if I didn't do something."

Qiu Jiahe looked at her reserved president, then at Zhao Mei who was about to refuse, and thought to herself, my best friend really can't do without me, and then she said decisively: "That's great, President, you have to reward us Meili well, it's been a busy day.

Zhao Mei looked at her best friend and knew what she wanted to do just by looking at her fingernails, but the words had already been said and it would not be nice to refuse, so she could only agree reluctantly. After everyone agreed, the three of them packed up their things and set off for a restaurant outside the school.