With the help of the company's operations team, Lin Rui successfully opened a Weibo account.
Unfortunately, when I tried to register the name "Floating Life," Weibo kept telling me that the name was already taken, and changing it to something else would seem beneath me.
Therefore, Chen Duoduo had no choice but to ask the operations team for help, so that they could negotiate with Weibo's official channels.
Upon hearing that Fusheng was going to open a Weibo account, the official team was even more enthusiastic than Tianrui, approving all the verifications in one go, a truly green light process.
At the moment of its launch, numerous Tianrui artists, led by Li Mubai, posted congratulatory messages on Weibo.
Marketing accounts that had been lurking around also sensed the business opportunity, and suddenly, a flood of advertisements came rolling in.
Before long, anyone who likes to follow gossip on Weibo knew about the news immediately.
The entire internet was in an uproar.
[Teacher Fusheng has opened a Weibo account!]
This single Weibo post, at an astonishing speed, became the number one trending topic of the day.
"Fu Shen has finally opened a Weibo account!"
"Haha, brothers, we've found our people!"
"Please post a picture of Fu Shen!"
"I really love Fusheng's 'Those Years,' 'Those Flowers,' and 'After We Parted.'"
"I ask the God of Floating Life, how can I develop the hand speed to remain single for eternity?"
…
Lin Rui posted a token greeting on Weibo, and in an instant, it received over 10,000 likes, 7,000 reposts, and 4,300 comments.
That's not all; the number of followers has exploded, measured in tens of thousands per second.
In less than five minutes, the number of followers exceeded one million!
Chen Duoduo and Ning Xiyuan were dumbfounded.
Although I knew that the term "floating life" was extremely popular online, I didn't have a real concept of it before.
Now, we have it!
Terrifying!
Professors Zhu Yan, Cai, and Hao, who recently participated in the "Understanding the Past and Present" program, have all been having a tough time lately.
Having experienced a major blunder, they have now become the top source of laughter in Washington state.
Especially on the Douyin app, the video clips edited from them have been wildly reposted.
It's estimated that the hype won't die down anytime soon.
Under pressure, all three of them took extended leave from school and spent their days at home in a daze.
"Old Cai, your hair has turned quite a bit whiter recently."
“Sigh, it doesn’t matter what outsiders say, but now even my students are talking about me behind my back.”
"Me too. I've been getting a lot of flak lately. I was hoping to work out peacefully for three years and then retire gracefully, but I never expected to lose face in my old age."
"Damn Fusheng, it's all his fault!"
The three of them rarely got together, so they drank to drown their sorrows.
"If you ask me, the most infuriating thing is the 'Broad Knowledge of the Past and Present' program team."
"Old Hao, what do you mean by that?"
"If they hadn't brought out that poem, would we have stumbled on this? Knowing it was written by Fusheng, they still insisted on reading it on stage. Weren't they deliberately trying to embarrass us?"
"If it were a pre-recorded program, we could delete and re-record it. But 'Bo Gu Tong Jin' is a live broadcast. Knowing that it cannot be interrupted, they still maintained the mystery beforehand, causing us to lose face and forcing the program to be suspended due to criticism. What good does this self-defeating behavior do them?"
"The more I think about it, the angrier I get. We have to think of a solution, otherwise our pensions will probably be cut when we retire."
What can we do?
Just then, Zhu Yan received a text message from one of his students.
"Old Cai, Old Hao, look! Fusheng has opened a Weibo account."
Zhu Yan was somewhat surprised.
"It's just opening a Weibo account, why are you getting so worked up?"
"We can't even take care of ourselves right now, so who cares if he has a Weibo account or not?"
Ignoring Professor Cai and Professor Hao's complaints, Zhu Yan's eyes flashed: "Every year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, Huazhou holds a poetry competition to celebrate the festival."
"Yes, what's the problem?" Old Hao asked, puzzled.
Don't you think this is an opportunity?
"What opportunity?"
"Give us a chance to save face."
Seeing the gleam in Zhu Yan's eyes, Professor Cai asked in surprise, "You wouldn't be thinking of inviting Fusheng, would you?"
Seeing Zhu Yan's knowing look, Professor Cai frowned slightly: "You want to crush Fusheng at the Mid-Autumn Poetry Competition? It's feasible, but what if he doesn't come?"
"The Mid-Autumn Poetry Competition is a traditional event in Huazhou. Given his fame-seeking nature, how could he not come?"
Zhu Yan pursed her lips, exuding an air of self-assurance that seemed to say she had seen through everything.
"Old Zhu, it seems you have a masterpiece hidden away."
Seeing Zhu Yan's expression, Professor Cai and Professor Hao's eyes lit up.
"It's as if you don't have any hidden gems. I've seen you show off plenty of times in previous years."
Zhu Yan gave a half-smile, which could be considered tacit agreement.
"As long as we outdo Fusheng in the Mid-Autumn Poetry Competition, the scandals that have been plaguing us can be put to rest."
"Yes, that's it, Lao Zhu, you're the best."
"Then how should we invite Fusheng? After all, he's not from Huazhou, so the Huazhou Literary Association probably won't send him an invitation."
Faced with Professor Hao's question, Zhu Yan waved her phone: "Didn't Fusheng open a Weibo account? Let's invite him directly on Weibo."
"Will this work? It seems too informal, and we're not qualified to invite them."
Professor Cai raised a question.
“It won’t work to do it openly, but we can hint at it indirectly. With Fusheng’s current popularity on the internet, as long as we get involved with the Poetry Competition, I don’t believe those guys in the Literature Association will be able to sit still.”
"Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!"
Professor Cai and Professor Hao weren't stupid; after a little thought, they understood what Zhu Yan was up to and immediately gave him a thumbs-up in praise.
…
"Hey bro, look! That old devil Zhu from Huazhou is subtly criticizing you on Weibo."
"who?"
"That old geezer who participated in the 'Erudition and Knowledge' program, Zhu Yan from Huazhou Academy of Literature."
Zhu Yan?
Washington State College of Arts?
Lin Rui was completely bewildered. Who is this?
Seeing that Lin Rui had switched to his "naturally clueless" mode again, Chen Duoduo rubbed her forehead.
"Why did he contact me?"
"He rambled on with a bunch of nonsense, basically saying that Huazhou holds a Mid-Autumn Poetry Competition every year, and that all the literati and scholars in Huazhou gather on that day, making you... a... a..."
"After what?"
"They say you are a rising star, and after the poetry competition ends, they will remind you to appreciate the masterpieces of your predecessors for learning purposes, and not to be arrogant because of your current achievements."
"This is outrageous!"
"He only knows how to rely on his age and seniority."
"Now they're like rats in the street, doing bad things and reaping the consequences, yet they still dare to jump out and try to get attention."
Chen Duoduo and Ning Xiyuan stood by, indignant.
Ignore them.
Lin Rui smiled indifferently.
"Then ignore it."
Chen Duoduo pouted, looking displeased.
Ten minutes later, Chen Duoduo was so angry that she almost threw her phone away.
"It's infuriating! That old geezer is really wicked, he's just bored out of his mind!"
"Something's up again?"
Without even guessing, Lin Rui knew that it was probably Zhu Yan subtly criticizing him on Weibo again.
"Young man, he posted another Weibo post saying that without your participation, the Mid-Autumn Poetry Competition would lose its luster."
"His words have completely put the young man in the spotlight. What will those literati and scholars in Huazhou think?"
"This is practically making the younger students jealous."
"What's even more disgusting is that this old geezer even tagged the Washington State Literary Association in the end."
Lin Rui took the phone from Chen Duoduo's palm and looked at it for a while. He was somewhat surprised that Zhu Yan had hundreds of thousands of followers on Weibo.
Moreover, after the Weibo post was published, many fans left comments below.
The vast majority of the comments were related to life, and the words displayed between the lines were all sarcastic.
They believed that Lin Rui had no great talent and was not even qualified to carry the shoes of the literati in Huazhou.
Without a doubt, these people are probably the online trolls hired by Zhu Yan.
In fact, quite a few online trolls have already gone to his Weibo account to say things that are outwardly compliant but inwardly contradictory.
Lin Rui almost laughed in anger when he saw these comments.
He then logged onto Zhu Yan's Weibo account and replied with two words to the last message.
—No time.
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