That wasn't all; Chen Lubai also kissed her.

"You, you just know how to bully me..." Liang Zhirou returned to the table like a scapegoat, no longer willing to play with this bad guy.

Chen Lu felt like he was suddenly fully charged. He put his laptop on his lap, ready to start working, and shrugged, saying, "You said you were willing to be bullied by me."

Liang Zhirou was both angry and helpless, so she drew a pig's head on the computer and wrote Chen Lu's name on its forehead.

Still not satisfied, she drew an anthropomorphic little white rabbit that beat the pig's head until it was bruised and swollen.

Pighead, his eyelids turning purple from the beating, said through tears, "Sister Zhirou, please let me go. I'll never bully you again."

The little rabbit crossed its arms and looked down at the little pig, saying, "I'll let you off this time, though."

Yes, that's more like it.

Liang Zhirou smiled and immediately became happy, then took a screenshot of the draft-like four-panel comic and saved it.

Chen Lu saw Liang Zhirou grinning foolishly and his feelings suddenly became complicated.

What should I do if my girlfriend is a bit too naive?

Wow, someone's following me!

While Chen Lu was engrossed in studying the plan, Liang Zhirou suddenly said with great joy.

"Not bad."

Chen Lu smiled and complimented him, but didn't take it too seriously. It was just one or two more fans. He had over a hundred fans on C-LiCi, even though he had never posted any videos but only comments.

But since it was just this simple, albeit clumsy, progress, Chen Lu was still much happier to hear about it than to discover that he had actually made any progress.

"How many people are following you?" he asked curiously.

“One, ten, one hundred…more than a thousand.” Liang Zhirou clearly couldn’t believe it either, so she counted them one by one.

Chen Lu nearly choked on his own saliva, coughing violently twice. "How much?! Did you accidentally upload your own photo when you uploaded the painting?"

He couldn't think of any other reason why this simpleton could gain over a thousand more fans overnight.

"It seems like someone with a lot of followers reposted my post," the girl explained earnestly. She clicked into that person's profile and was shocked to see 2.82 million followers.

While she was speaking, Chen Lu had already come over and picked up the mouse to browse Liang Zhirou's Clicli homepage.

The first thing that catches the eye is her nickname.

[The world's smartest tree, Mu Zhimu]

Chen Lu grinned, "...Your nickname is really interesting."

After saying that, he turned around and went back to the sofa, chuckling, "That's great news! You've already gotten a head start over so many people. That big shot was kind-hearted and gave you an opportunity, and you just happened to have the ability to seize it."

Therefore, opportunity often only belongs to those who are prepared.

"Can I make money now?" Liang Zhirou asked, her eyes shining brightly.

"...No, you're still a long way from being able to monetize your fans."

The girl's joy faded slightly, but she was still very happy. She smiled slightly and mustered her courage to click on the comments under one of her paintings.

That was a female character from "Slay the Tower," a game produced by Chen Lu's company. She wore a bone mask, had long white hair flowing down her back, and was about to pull out two throwing knives from her green cloak with her right hand inside.

White hair and red eyes—a favorite among Chinese people. Add to that a mature, aloof smile, and it's no wonder she's so beloved.

Fortunately, the atmosphere in the art world is not too corrupt, and most of the comments are praiseworthy.

[Hey, are you a fan of Kill Tower too?]

After seeing this comment, Liang Zhirou cautiously clicked to reply.

[I am Chen Lu's girlfriend.]

She had never played the game; she liked the character simply because it was created by Chen Lu.

After thinking for a moment, she changed the period to an exclamation mark, feeling that it made her tone sound happier.

In a short while, a lot of replies suddenly appeared below:

[I was at the scene; I am Chen Lu's mobile phone, and I can testify to that.]

[I am Chen Lu's wife!]

[Oh my god, the Chen Lu you guys are talking about is my classmate. (laughing and crying emoji)]

Looking at these messages, Liang Zhirou was somewhat bewildered, so she added: "[I really am Chen Lu's girlfriend...]"

[I really am Chen Lu's cell phone.]

[I really am Chen Lu's wife.]

[Upstairs, aren't you disgusting? You're clearly a man!]

Knowing she was bad with words, Liang Zhirou gave up struggling, shut down her computer, and stretched.

"I'm going to sleep...Are you going to sleep too?"

"You talk like you're going to sleep with me." Chen Lu said with a disdainful look.

"We sleep together."

"Then shall we sleep in the same bed?"

"No way."

After the girl finished speaking, she went into her room, leaning halfway out to remind her, "Go to sleep quickly."

"Okay," Chen Lu replied dismissively.

......

A few minutes later.

"Okay, air conditioner number one has been checked and is not working properly."

Chen Lu then went to the living room.

"Air conditioner number two has been inspected and is not working properly."

Chen Lu silently recited a couple of sentences to himself before turning his gaze back to the room where Liang Zhirou was.

He has been preparing for this great dream for far too long.

Success and fame are about to be achieved!