My Life with Narration-Chapter 283 - 282: Million Follower Blogger

Su Qing inexplicably received a "good person card," and he wasn’t very happy about it.

No one knows when it started, but describing a man as a "good person" always seemed to have a derogatory connotation, largely thanks to some of our female comrades.

As a result, he couldn’t escape the stereotype. When he heard that he was considered a "good person" by Shen Yi, he immediately rolled his eyes.

Of course, from Shen Yi’s perspective, he was indeed a good person. After all, how could someone who’s not a "good person" go to such lengths to help her?

After all, Su Qing was just a regular employee with a basic salary of 2800 a month. Although she’d occasionally offer him some help, like investing for him and using the company’s platform to expand his income opportunities, it was ultimately Su Qing who earned it through his own efforts.

In simple terms, it was a mutually beneficial relationship. Su Qing gained some benefits, and she didn’t lose anything. Still, when she encountered difficulties, he was there to help her—a "good person" indeed.

Feeling light-hearted, the next day, Su Qing leisurely brought Big Yellow to the office. Of course, Big Yellow was still unaware that its young master had been shaved from the eyebrows down.

However, even if it knew, it wouldn’t care—as long as the money didn’t end up in its dog’s mouth. After all, since following Su Qing, it mostly relied on its own means to get fed. A person who owns a dog but doesn’t keep dog food at home—who would believe that?

At home, you rely on your parents; outside, you rely on friends. Big Yellow had been out and about for so long without starving, thanks to its thick skin.

In the past, it would scrounge for breakfast from young ladies in the park and on the streets. Nowadays, it lords over the company, casually finding some young lady in any department for food when thirsty or hungry.

As for the police station, it’s a scar it never wants to revisit. Running five kilometers for food—is that really the kind of stress it should be enduring at its age?

So now, as long as it doesn’t have to go to the police station, everywhere else is like paradise to it—places where it can easily loaf around for a day.

Before they knew it, Friday had come around.

These past few days had been a rare leisurely time for him, with nothing to worry about—just clocking in at the office.

Meanwhile, through Big Yellow’s relentless efforts, it allowed its poop-scooper to lead a carefree life.

On the other hand, Su Qing just ate and slept when he came to work, causing Big Yellow to momentarily question who, exactly, was the pet.

Though he’d had some free time recently, Shen Yi had become even busier, mainly because the issues with Xu Feng required her as the boss to mediate. It’s not that he didn’t want to help, but he’d already done as much as he could, and the remaining matters weren’t something an ordinary employee like him could handle.

At the moment, in the office, he was sprawled over his keyboard, snoozing away, with a string of letters on the screen and a trace of drool glistening at the corner of his mouth.

As for Big Yellow, it had long been taken out by Lao Wang and Zhao Lei for some outdoor filming, shooting ads to earn money to support its poop-scooper.

"Little Su, Little Su, wake up, stop sleeping!"

Just when he was sleeping comfortably, he felt a sharp jab to his side.

"Hmm~~" Su Qing groggily opened his eyes, casually wiped away the drool at the corner of his mouth, his face imprinted with clear keyboard markings, rosy red. Anyone uninformed might assume he’d merged with the keyboard.

"It’s lunchtime, have you eaten?" Su Qing gestured.

Upon hearing this, the social tactician and Lin Miaomiao looked at him speechlessly. What kind of person was this? People come to work to do their job, but here he was, sleeping—who could possibly stomach this?

"Eat, eat, eat, that’s all you know. Even Big Yellow is busier than you. Help Miaomiao figure out how to start a conversation with your friend."

With that, she handed over a phone showing a chat with Wang Xing.

Taking a deep breath, Su Qing tapped his face to perk himself up, glanced quickly, and was stunned. The chat was mostly composed of three transfer messages and then just small talk like "Thanks," "Hello," "Have you eaten?" and "Sleep early."

The entire conversation hadn’t exceeded ten exchanges.

"What’s this all about?" Su Qing asked, puzzled.

"It’s obviously to help Miaomiao ask your friend out!" the social tactician said matter-of-factly.

Beside her, Lin Miaomiao blushed deeply, tugged at Sun Mumu’s sleeve, and whispered, "No... nothing like that, I... I just want to know what he likes!"

"Silly Miaomiao, remember hiding behind a screen and snooping brings bad endings. How creepy—er, I mean, it’s too creepy. Chatting for ten days is pointless compared to meeting face-to-face!"

"Still... I think it’s better to get familiar first!" Lin Miaomiao whispered.

Hearing this, Su Qing remembered they had an infatuated girl here. But looking at their chat history, he pondered for a while before asking, "It’s almost been half a month, and this is all you’ve talked about?"

Hearing this, Lin Miaomiao immediately bowed her head, too embarrassed to speak.

Beside her, Sun Mumu rolled her eyes and retorted, "What do you mean by ’this is all’? Our Miaomiao is a girl, okay? But your friend—he must be such a straight guy! Miaomiao took the initiative to talk to him, and he didn’t seize the opportunity to advance!"

"He is a straight guy," Su Qing said confidently.

Sun Mumu: ...

Her words rendered useless by this sentence—what else could she say? The friend himself claimed the "straight guy" label, leaving her with only a fragment of her retort.

"Oh, come on. Isn’t it just asking him out? It’s not that hard. Can’t you just say it directly?"

In response, Sun Mumu rolled her eyes repeatedly, turned to Lin Miaomiao, and said, "Alright, he’s another straight guy. No wonder you two are good friends—birds of a feather!"

"Hey, hey, hey, what kind of remark is that? Everyone says sincerity is the ultimate weapon in relationships. Less scheming, got it? How about I do the asking for you?"

With that, Su Qing took out his phone and messaged Wang Xing: "Dumbass, don’t leave after work today. Let’s have a few drinks at Central Street Night Market!"

Within three seconds of sending the message, Wang Xing replied by voice:

"Damn, bro, I’ve been waiting for you to say that. Whoever leaves tonight is a dog!"

Then, Su Qing looked at the two girls with his phone and said, "See? There you have it!"

"This guy loves a drink whenever he’s free. Just invite him out for a drink, and it’s almost certain!"

The two girls: ...

"But didn’t you say he can’t drink? Didn’t you say he has a shallow throat?" Lin Miaomiao asked, puzzled.

"Um..." The question stumped him. This girl truly was naïve, actually believing their earlier nonsense, but he couldn’t admit he had lied.

Only the social tactician saw through but kept it to herself.

"Stop teasing Miaomiao. She’s already scatterbrained, and you’re making it worse. No wonder you two are best friends; you naturally connect."

"So why don’t you guys casually bump into us at the night market after work?"

"Hmm, that’s actually a good idea. You did something right for a change! Alright, let’s celebrate with some braised chicken, my treat for your million-follower milestone!" Sun Mumu smiled after receiving a satisfactory answer. Hearing this, Su Qing paused: "Has it already reached that?"

"Yes, I’ve been monitoring it all the time; it just passed a million!"

In response, Su Qing quickly opened his phone, logged into his short video account, and indeed found that his follower count had reached one million.

Instantly, a sense of accomplishment from fulfilling a dream washed over him.

Over the past few days, with the passage of time, his previous video went viral. His collaboration video featuring the internet celebrity dog and the female artist was a hit.

Not only did it hit the top of the trending charts, but it also significantly boosted Tang Nan’s popularity.

She had been planning to transition behind the scenes recently without spending on maintaining her popularity. Unexpectedly, things were looking up for her. This made many in the entertainment circle cast sidelong glances, wondering if collaborating with internet celebs might be worth a shot.

Of course, they would collaborate with major internet celebs, whether live streaming or doing duo challenges. It’s all just marketing strategy, to be honest.

Of course, most artists wouldn’t lower themselves to such collaborations. As for Tang Nan, anyone could tell she knew them personally, an unexpected pleasant surprise.

With the video’s popularity and the surge in followers, many businesses began leaving messages in his inbox, wanting to collaborate.

Some wanted him to live stream products, while others wanted him to advertise. Basically, with traffic, money comes knocking on its own. Naturally, a lot of people also came to inquire about Tang Nan.

However, he had been quite busy lately and didn’t want to increase his workload, so he had to forgo that income.

Just then, Tang Nan’s message came through—she sent him a 200 yuan red envelope with the note:

"Here, take this money and make me look whiter and slimmer. I want to be as thin as a skinny greyhound!"

Su Qing: ...

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