After the meeting, Chen Feng took Li Wanwan and Tang Shi to lunch in the cafeteria.
Li Wanwan had an elective class in the afternoon. Chen Feng first dropped Li Wanwan off at the teaching building, and then drove back to his dormitory.
While Chen Feng was sleeping in the dormitory, his roommates were all in class, and Fu Jiahao and the other two had not returned by the time he left.
To be honest, after not seeing him for a few days, Chen Feng really did miss his three godchildren.
Since I have nothing to do right now, I might as well go back and chat with the three of them for a while.
Routers have been installed in the dormitory, and Douyin's WAP version has already been launched.
At this moment, Fu Jiahao was staring at his laptop screen with a worried expression, while Liang Dong was holding Fu Jiahao's Nokia N95 in a daze, neither of them reacting when Chen Feng walked in.
Chen Feng quietly approached Fu Jiahao and discovered that the computer screen displayed Douyin's private message interface. In the upper left corner of the private message window were five words: "Gentle Nana".
Chen Feng was stunned. Gentle Nana? Isn't that the virtual robot from Douyin's backend?
He held his breath and took a closer look. Good heavens, Fu Jiahao had been sending private messages to the virtual "Nana" for more than ten days in a row.
What year are you in? What's your major? Where are you from? What type of guy do you like? Do you have any ideas about marrying into a wealthy family and becoming a rich wife after graduation?
Old Fu is probably used to being a sycophant; even if the other party never replies to his private messages, he can still chat enthusiastically with "the other person".
However, Fu Jiahao also has self-respect.
If Chen Feng's guess is correct, the reason why Fu Jiahao is depressed is because he has not received a response from "Nana".
As for Liang Dong...
Without a doubt, she must have contracted the same "disease" as Fu Jiahao.
"Old Fu, is this Nana one of your admirers on Douyin that you mentioned before?"
Chen Feng asked.
"right."
Fu Jiahao nodded. "She comments on every video I post, expressing her admiration and love for me. You can tell at a glance that she is a simple and kind girl."
Chen Feng's scalp tingled. "You've sent her so many private messages, you wouldn't happen to be thinking of taking things further with her, would you?"
“You’re right. When the time is right, I’ll ask her out to meet and we’ll also establish a romantic relationship. I have a feeling that day isn’t too far off.”
"But if I'm not blind, I don't think she ever replied to you with even a single punctuation mark."
Fu Jiahao's face darkened further, but he still stubbornly insisted, "What's wrong with that? It's just that the girl is shy."
Chen Feng was speechless, and goosebumps rose all over his body. "Old Fu, you should just give up. You're completely obsessed now."
"Giving up is impossible."
Fu Jiahao waved his hand and said firmly, "Do you remember what I told you when school started? To pursue a girl, you need to have an unwavering belief in your ability to succeed. Sincerity can move mountains!"
"..."
Chen Feng was speechless for a moment, and after thinking it over, he still did not reveal the truth.
There's nothing else to it but the fear of sycophants going crazy.
Regardless of the circumstances, the virtual robots in Douyin's backend were all created on Chen Feng's orders.
If Fu Jiahao and Liang Dong were to blame him as the "culprit," it would be a huge loss.
For the sake of his safety, Chen Feng decided to change the subject.
He looked around and asked, "Hey? Where's Old Wang?"
Liang Dong, who had been silent until now, raised his hand and pointed to Wang Yongjian's bed. "Isn't he lying right there?"
Chen Feng turned his head to look.
Sure enough, Wang Yongjian was lying on the bed. Despite the sweltering heat, he had wrapped his entire body in the blanket, leaving only his head exposed. He was staring blankly at the ceiling, motionless and silent.
Holy crap!
Chen Feng couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "Could Old Wang have contracted some incurable disease? He looks like he's dead!"
Upon hearing this, Liang Dong, who had been listless, immediately perked up. "You're right, Old Wang is indeed dead, but his heart is dead."
"What's the meaning?"
Chen Feng frowned slightly, looking confused. "What's wrong with him?"
Fu Jiahao interrupted, "Over the weekend, Lao Wang mustered up the courage to confess his feelings to Cao Jiachen, but he had only just reached the girls' dormitory when he witnessed the passionate scene between the propaganda department head, Jia Wei, and Cao Jiachen..."
"That's enough, stop talking."
Chen Feng waved his hand to interrupt Fu Jiahao and reprimanded him righteously: "Old Wang must be feeling miserable seeing his crush being close to other men."
"As Lao Wang's roommate, instead of offering him comfort, you reopened his wounds and described the heartbreaking scenes?"
"Can't you be a human being? Don't you have even the slightest sense of unease or guilt?"
Wang Yongjian likes real, real girls, which is better than Fu Jiahao and Liang Dong, who like virtual robots.
These two are actually mocking someone?
What kind of international joke is this?!
Fu Jiahao and Liang Dong exchanged a glance and both shut their mouths.
Wang Yongjian, who was lying on the bed pretending to be dead, turned his head slightly and gave Chen Feng a grateful look.
Originally, Wang Yongjian thought that Chen Feng was no different from Fu Jiahao and Liang Dong, and that they would all treat their misfortunes as jokes during their leisure time.
But to his surprise, Chen Feng not only didn't rub salt into his wounds, but also, to be considerate of his feelings, prevented Fu Jiahao from bringing up the past again.
Chen Feng is such a kind person!
"I need to use the computer to look something up."
Chen Feng pointed to the alien-themed laptop he had left in his dorm room.
"Okay, sure."
Fu Jiahao stood up and made way for him.
Chen Feng logged into the administrator account and casually browsed through Douyin's backend data.
Nowadays, the campus beauty pageant has become a hot topic in Gucheng Finance, and even the comment sections of some ordinary videos have discussions about the most beautiful campus beauties.
"Li Qing from the Finance Department has legs longer than my life!"
"Wei Shulan from the Chinese Literature Department has an exceptional temperament!"
"Senior Chu Mo, who plays the violin, is beautiful, has a large bust, a slim waist, and a lovely name, but unfortunately her surname is Xiong..."
As he looked around, one ID caught Chen Feng's attention.
"Nils, who's forever fourteen? That ID looks familiar."
Driven by intense curiosity, Chen Feng clicked on this user's homepage.
Although the user set all their works to be visible only to themselves, for Chen Feng, the owner of Douyin with the highest privileges, there was no privacy at all.
no way.
The internet has always been like this.
Then, Chen Feng's pupils suddenly contracted.
This user has posted many works, either short videos that are only a few seconds long or photo albums made up of several photos.
But the protagonist of every work is Chen Feng!
Whether he's sitting in front of the computer working intently, ordering food at a restaurant, or even, there's a side profile photo of him queuing up to buy milk tea for Li Wanwan a few days ago.
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