Wu Wanying suppressed her excitement and replied with just a few words, âThank you, teacher.â
Her preliminary review and blind review results were excellent, with no need for any improvements, so passing her defense was a certainty.
However, her ambitions went far beyond this.
If she could catch the attention of International Medical Organization during her defense, her future would be bright.
At the right moment, she could even recount her hardships on Mount Akahara, where she lost her hand while investigating wild medicinal herbs.
Wu Wanyingâs thoughts were already drifting to a successful career within International Medical Organization.
âWow!â her roommate suddenly exclaimed with surprise. âSi Fuqing is doing a live stream with her fans today! How nice of her.â
Hearing the familiar name, Wu Wanying glanced over and saw the number of viewers in the live stream increase by fifty million within seconds.
The server was struggling to handle the massive influx of traffic.
âWanying, sheâs amazing,â her roommate said excitedly as she logged into Oracle. âI didnât care about the entertainment industry, but who knew she was NINE the God? NINE the God is my idol!â
It could be said that the fan base of NINE the God was unmatched, even by top-tier celebrities.
With a new surge of fans, Si Fuqingâs Weibo followers skyrocketed to ninety million, all active fans.
Other celebritiesâ fans, no matter how hard they worked on fabricating the data, couldnât compare.
Wu Wanying was extremely annoyed. âCan you stop mentioning her? Not everyone likes her, you know. Itâs really irritating.â
Her roommate, also irritated, sneered. âWell, good luck with your defense tomorrow. Learn how to speak properly.â
Wu Wanyingâs face turned cold. âI donât need your advice.â
She was confident she would pass her defense smoothly.
Her roommate ignored her, focusing intently on the live stream.
In the live stream, Si Fuqing had just helped seven fans clear a dungeon and started forming a new team, randomly selecting participants.
[Qingqing! Take me with you!]
[I got picked! Iâm so happy!]
[Thereâs one spot left, guys, hurry up!]
Just as fans were vying for the last spot, a new figure suddenly appeared in the team.
A bard in white, holding a lute, stood tall and upright.
The fans were stunned.
[??? Qingqing, kick Jiu the God out! He took our spot!]
[Jiu the God, you donât need NINE the God to carry you. Itâs just a dungeon, and youâre still clinging to her.]
[Only I am happily shipping this couple.]
Yu Xiheng, with a calm expression, had no intention of leaving the team.
Si Fuqing, typing away with her bright fox-like eyes, ignored the man beside her, fully focused on the dungeon.
Her skills were superb, and she interacted with fans while playing, making them extremely happy.
Yu Xiheng freed one hand to sip tea while typing with the other.
[Team][Jiu]: Iâll leave after this round.
[Team][NINE]: Alright, Iâll go too.
ââ¦â
The air suddenly fell silent.
The players in the team stopped moving, letting the dungeon monsters kill them.
A few seconds later, the barrage exploded.
[Wait, so NINE the God and Jiu the God live together?!]
[Where are the paparazzi? This is the first time I hate that they canât catch anything. How are you still called paparazzi if you canât get this? You might as well go home and farm [smile].]
[After all this time, no one has found out who Jiu the God is. This generation of netizens is hopeless.]
Si Fuqingâs popularity was so high that their in-game conversation was screenshotted and posted online almost immediately.
The trending topic exploded.
#NINEtheGodJiutheGodLivingTogether
#Breaking! Si Fuqing Already Secretly Married!
[Jiu the God is perfect! His physique matches Qingqing perfectly!]
[My wife is unique, no one else is worthy!]
[Living together means married? What if theyâre just family? Can these marketing accounts stop using such words to create hype?]
Si Fuqing paid little attention to othersâ reactions. She had just killed the boss and received a call from Sang Yanqing.@@novelbin@@
âQingqing, youâre trending,â Sang Yanqing said. âItâs not a big deal, the server just crashed again.â
The agentâs assistant sighed.
It seemed that Sister Sangâs tolerance had become ironclad.
A server crash was no longer a big deal.
For other celebrity teams, this would have called for an emergency PR meeting.
Si Fuqing responded, âHuh?â
Sang Yanqing continued, âIâve already rented out the trending topic as an advertisement space, made a small profit, and the money has been transferred to your account. Your name has gone international. Buy some nice clothes, although you look good even in a burlap sack, we can still aim for better.â