Kung Fu Baby with 17 Doting Brothers-Chapter 627: Back View Photo

Many fans are like this: online, they can shower their idols with extravagant praise, edit videos, and retouch photos, often saying very bold things. But once they meet in person, they become as silent as a mute gourd, blushing and stammering.

If their edited videos, photos, or praised words were played publicly, it would be public embarrassment. Many would wish to find a hole to crawl into right there and then.

Just like Jin Lingxiao at this moment.

Taking a photo with an idol, what a happy thing! If he could get a signed photo afterward, he could go three days without watching anime.

But if the condition for the photo is letting the other party watch his video, he feels like a wilted cabbage--totally deflated.

It’s just because he’s only got one video left on his computer related to his cousin, and it’s full of extravagant praise.

If his cousin had come a day earlier, she could have seen his other edited and analytical videos. Even though those also praised his cousin, the praise was subtle and professional, not like the existing video, which is just... mortifying.

Jin Lingxiao’s mind was racing, quickly thinking of letting his cousin watch his previously posted videos, which contained more subtle praise.

But doing so would expose his identity.

If his cousin then traced his identity back to other videos, that too would be... mortifying.

The certain homebody sat at the edge of the sofa, squirming and trying to sink into the sofa’s crevice.

Tuanzi blinked her big, sparkling eyes, becoming more and more curious.

"Did you edit something amazing?"

Jin Lingxiao shook his head vigorously.

Even though he was older, he seemed rather small right now.

"If there’s nothing amazing, then why act like this?"

Tuanzi tilted her head, looking innocent, "Miaomiao is just curious about what an editor does. What do you usually edit? Fun and funny videos?"

The system hurriedly explained the editing profession to her. It was also curious about Jin Lingxiao’s videos. With Jin Lingxiao’s reaction, it was certain that he had edited videos related to the host, not just photo retouching or creating merchandise.

But without clues, it couldn’t find Jin Lingxiao’s identity from those numerous videos and accounts. If it hacked into Jin Lingxiao’s computer, it could immediately know the answer.

Tuanzi slowly moved towards Jin Lingxiao, counting on her fingers, "Funny videos? Singing and dancing videos? Beautiful scenery videos? Movie and anime critique videos? Or..."

By the end, she had successfully gotten close to Jin Lingxiao.

Her soft voice carried a hint of mischief.

"Videos related to entertainers?"

Jin Lingxiao immediately retorted, "You’re not an entertainer. But you are an idol to many."

An idol is someone who is worshipped. Although narrowly defined as singers, actors, or other entertainment figures, broadly speaking, anyone who inspires you or whom you wish to emulate can be an idol.

A person becomes an idol sometimes because they’re excellent, or because they possess qualities others lack, making people want to become like them.

Currently online, many people’s impressions of Tuanzi are as the indomitable daughter of a Film Emperor and renowned director, sister of a famous director, a traditional martial arts inheritor, a righteous little heroine, and an adorable little cutie.

Some watch for fun, some support the inheritance of traditional martial arts, and some are simply charmed by her cuteness. But there are also those who derive a lot of energy from this less-than-six-year-old girl, gaining the courage to live on and pursue dreams.

Or maybe, people just want to be like Tuanzi, a lively person who is happy every day and brings joy to others.

Jin Lingxiao looked into Tuanzi’s eyes seriously for the first time.

He didn’t avoid her gaze and seriously said, "One doesn’t have to be an entertainer to become an idol; one can still bring strength to others. On the contrary, some entertainers aren’t called idols because they bring not positive strength but selfishness."

Tuanzi blinked, suddenly reaching out her little paw to cover her face.

"Ahhh! Saying that makes Miaomiao shy!" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Though she said she was shy, her short legs were swinging non-stop, clearly excited.

Jin Lingxiao also realized what he’d said, his pale face flushed, covering his mouth, murmuring ’ahhh.’

Jin Shilin, who had been watching, felt somewhat left out.

But making the same gestures... forget it; he’d rather be left out.

Tuanzi, being skillful, knew how to shift her shyness onto others to avoid feeling shy herself.

Through their conversation, she’d already gotten the answer she wanted.

"You don’t want Miaomiao to watch because the video on your computer is related to Miaomiao!"

She had a ’I’m so smart’ expression.

Jin Lingxiao froze, realizing it too late once again.

In his computer, there were many videos, but only one related to his cousin that he hadn’t sent out. However, when she asked him just now, he instinctively thought it was that one she wanted to see.

Meeting Tuanzi’s proud gaze, Jin Lingxiao still wished he could find a hole to hide in.

Jin Shilin had seen enough.

Even if he had to be left out, it was too much to be left out for so long without being able to join the conversation.

"Brain’s getting rusty from being indoors all the time," he pulled the homebody brother up, "turn on the computer, let’s all take a look."

Jin Lingxiao rejected with all his might.

"Okay then I’ll take Miaomiao away."

Jin Lingxiao paused, hesitantly saying, "But we haven’t taken photos together, and I haven’t gotten a signature."

Tuanzi leaned her little head over, "You really can’t let Miaomiao have a look?"

Jin Lingxiao clutched his identity tightly, shaking his head vigorously.

Tuanzi sighed, saying if she couldn’t see the video, they could only take a photo from the back.

"A back photo?" Jin Lingxiao didn’t understand.

Tuanzi had already brought over a small stool, sitting neatly with her back to them, making a victory sign behind her.

"Shilin, help us take a picture."

Jin Shilin held back laughter as he took out his phone.

Jin Lingxiao stood dizzily beside Tuanzi, taking a photo with her back view.

"This, this is a backside photo?"

Looking at the photo on his phone, he felt both excited and disappointed.

But by then, Tuanzi had walked to the door to change her shoes.

Meeting her aggrieved gaze, Tuanzi held to her bottom line.

"If you want a front photo, you’ll have to let Miaomiao see the video."

Jin Shilin expressionlessly backed her up, "She’s already been very accommodating. If it were me, I wouldn’t even give you a back photo."

Jin Lingxiao hastily clutched his phone tightly.

After they left, Jin Lingxiao stood in place in a daze. A few minutes later, he thought of something and ran to the balcony to look down, just in time to see the back of a black car leaving.

Yet another backside view.

He returned to his room anxiously, turned on the computer.

His friend Zhu Fang sent a few messages.

[Are you still participating in the Autumn Amway Showdown competition?]

[I’m definitely participating, the theme is Amway Miaomiao. Miaomiao’s new program recently gave me new inspiration. Let’s fix it so that we promote different strengths of Miaomiao, okay?]

[By the way, do you know that the National Martial Arts Association recently planned to send a team abroad for exchange? If only Miaomiao could participate.]