Chapter 338 - 239: The Internet’s Number One Female Bootlicker

Chapter 338: Chapter 239: The Internet’s Number One Female Bootlicker

Li Ke’er: ...

Listening to all this, she felt a bit numb for a moment.

Excitement!

Her eyes grew brighter and brighter.

’My aunt... is incredible!’

The two points her aunt made helped dissipate much of the "feeling of inferiority" in her heart.

"Okay, then... I’ll go tell him."

After hanging up, Li Ke’er went out, found Lin Chu, and relayed her aunt’s feedback to him.

After hearing it, Lin Chu was also rather impressed.

’Damn, a veteran is still a veteran. She really knows her stuff.’

And so, the three of them split up and set their plan in motion.

...

「Early morning.」

A little past midnight.

An open letter, written in text, was suddenly posted on Li Ke’er’s Weibo.

—For you.

[I had a little to drink today, and my thoughts are suddenly running wild. This might be the boldest thing I’ve ever done in my life. Because of you, for you—it’s all about you.

When did my feelings stop being so straightforward?

Liking someone, loving someone—it should be the purest thing, something beautiful enough to be cherished in the light of day. But I approached you under the guise of friendship, always too shy to reveal my love. Like a thief who’s stolen a precious treasure but can’t get rid of it, I can only clutch it to my chest day and night, leaving me restless and tossing and turning in my sleep.

I don’t even dare to look you in the eye when we’re out drinking with our friends.

It’s not so bad, walking through the wilderness alone. In a cesspool like the entertainment industry, I’d long prepared myself to die old and alone. But sometimes, I think about it, and it feels as tragic as an epic saga.

You’re a devoted person, aren’t you? You can do so much for her. But maybe a person’s devotion is fated to be for one person only.

I can only be like a little girl who wanders into a magnificent garden. I see all the splendid, blooming flowers, but not a single one belongs to me. All I can do is greedily inhale their rich fragrance before leaving in sorrow, wrapping myself in my blankets and praying for a sweet dream.

Hey, on what grounds! Why do I have to be tied up in knots like a bitter melon, while you get to be as clear-headed and detached as a Bodhisattva!

What now? What else can I do? It’s not like this is going to kill me, is it?

Lin Chu! Hey, you Lin! Xiaolin! I like you, so do you like me back?! If you do, tell me. If you don’t... well, think about it again... In any case, you are not allowed to block me! I’m drunk! Hmph!]

In front of her computer, after posting it, Li Ke’er looked it over again, a strange flutter rising in her heart.

A young girl’s heart is always full of poetry.

The ghostwriter had truly captured that kind of sentiment with vivid detail.

Reading it herself, she felt as if she’d been pulled into those very emotions.

...

「At that moment.」

On his bed.

Lin Chu, holding his phone, also saw this "love letter." It didn’t give him goosebumps, but the corners of his mouth quietly curled into a smile.

Although it was a bit cliché and melodramatically sentimental, it still felt quite sincere, evoking a kind of youthful palpitation.

’Damn it, I never received a single love letter my entire adolescence.’

’Even when I dated later on, I rarely wrote love letters. I just didn’t have the literary talent for it.’

’And now at my age, having been around the block, I’m playing this kind of old-school, innocent cosplay.’

But...

’This feeling... is actually pretty nice.’

After a moment’s thought, Lin Chu casually forwarded the image to his group chat with his buddies.

Then he sent a message: "Hahaha, she finally broke."

’Might as well stir things up.’

’And if you’re going to stir things up, you might as well go big.’

None of his buddies knew about this yet. ’Better to keep them in the dark for now and see how they react.’

It was, in a sense, an "internal beta test."

’Let’s see the feedback on public opinion first.’

Soon, the group chat exploded.

The buddies who saw the message all chimed in with their responses.

Wang Zhefei: "Holy shit! You scumbag! You’d play a girl like this?! What the hell... What are you doing?"

Lu Ming: "Bro, let that girl go and let me have a try! No, but seriously, who is this now? How did she get pushed to the point of posting on Weibo? Did you CPU her?"

Liu Junfeng: "Don’t waste a bad girl, but don’t miss out on a good one either, brother. What’s a good girl? This is! This is pure love. Heh, but just you watch. She’s like this now, but if you actually get together, she’ll be just like the rest. They’re like the opposition party; once they get into power, they’re all the same. The bloody, tear-filled experience of someone who’s been there."

Li Kai: "Holy shit? So this is what you two were up to today? Don’t do this, man. What’s going on? Quick, tell me this is a script! That it’s marketing! A publicity stunt!"

Hu Ping’an: "Damn, and a female celebrity at that. Brother Chu, be careful. Are there any good women in the entertainment industry? Of course, I’m not trying to be a contrarian, I’m just pointing out the possibility. Which female star doesn’t want to marry into a rich family? Besides, if she really liked you, couldn’t she have just sent it to you privately? Why post it for the whole internet to see? Making such a big scene, it feels a bit like she’s trying to force your hand."

Zhu Yixian: "...This girl... she seems really nice."

Lin Chu: ...

’Well, then.’

’Most of them fell for it.’

Counting every last one of them in the group, none of them were what you’d call good men—at least, not the faithful kind.

However, from the looks of it now, the love letter had moved them all, maxing out their good impression of her.

Except for Hu Ping’an and Liu Junfeng.

After all, those two were old dogs who had seen and experienced a lot.

However...

At this moment, Lin Chu suddenly felt—’Maybe I’ve taken this a bit too far?’

Because most of his online followers were young.

The backend data showed that his fanbase was basically all guys under thirty.

’Her persona is established too well. This is seriously going to affect my performance later on!’

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