Those pictures and Qiao Qing’s Weibo were pushed to the trending page very quickly. The internet went wild.

  At once, Feng Ci’s identity as Qiao Qing was exposed and Qiao Qing was now officially a celebrity.

  Of course, being famous has a price.

  Like right now – the moment the bell rang to indicate the end of class, Qiao Qing was circled.

  “Master Feng, can you sign my notebook!”


  “Master Feng, let’s take a selfie together!”


  “Master Feng, when are you publishing a new book?!”


  “Master Feng……”


  Qiao Qing watched as more and more hands held onto pens and paper and invaded her space. Then, more and more people piled up before her. She started to regret her impulsive decision.

  Just then, she got a message from editor Sun Jing.

  “Baby Qingqing, are you now feeling the enthusiasm from your fans? That’s how your fans have normally treated me! Your fans crowded me so much I got skinny!”


  Qiao Qing, “.……”


  Sun Jing sent a laughing emoji. Even through the screen, there was a dense sense of wretchedness.

  “Do you need me to give you some tips?”


  Qiao Qing’s eyelids hopped.

  As expected, the next second, she got the following text:

  “If you go to your school’s broadcast room now and say, ‘Everyone, go back home first. I will be hosting a meet and greet on the 9th of this month at the international exhibition center. I will sign everyone’s books then.’ Once you say that, they will go away.(?ω?)”


  Qiao Qing, “.……”


  Yi Shiqiong watched the sea of people crowding over Qiao Qing and her jealousy made her heart burn.

  Her little shadow of a friend saw how depressed she looked.

  “Shiqiong, don’t mind them. It’s because Feng Ci had never revealed her information before. The sudden revelation is a surprise for her fans so they are all here now.”


  “This will last at most a day or two. Once this news settles in, they won’t be all over her.”


  “After all, in terms of overall popularity, hers may not be any higher than yours. She has less followers on social media, and she’s not in any association or organization.”


  “You’re already a member of the writer’s association in the City of Billow. I also heard that the national association may invite you too.”


  “What does Feng Ci have? Other than high sales for her three books, she has no title.”


  Yi Shiqiong’s expression relaxed. Though a lot of her Weibo fans were bought, it was true that she was a part of the writer’s association.

  Qiao Qing probably was never invited. If she was, she would’ve announced her membership.

  Outside the door, Mu Jinghang saw the sea of people inside the building and out. He couldn’t help but curse.

  “She has way too many fans! Even if I know which classroom she’s in, I can never get to it with so many people here!”


  Jun Yexuan appeared worried. He slammed his fist against the wall, “I understated her influence and came too late!”


  Mu Jinghang said, “What if we call up a helicopter and get her through the window?”


  “That’s too high profile. We’ll cause more trouble for the future.” Then Jun Yexuan ordered, “Get someone to start throwing cash down from the roof.”


  Mu Jinghang, “.……”


  Just then, a man’s voice erupted through the campus speakers, “Everyone, go home. Feng Ci will be hosting a meet and greet on the 9th of this month……”


  Yes, Qiao Qing admitted defeat.

  Because editor Sun Jie sent her another message.

  That message was no longer sent in a joking tone. It was something emotional.

  “Your fans have supported you for so many years. To take one of your days for a meet and greet is not a big ask.”


  “Plus, what they’re doing now is not safe. Someone may get stomped on. I’m sure you don’t want your fans to get hurt because of their enthusiasm towards you.”