Lin Jing: "..."
Lin Jing never expected that a few grown men would gather together, like holding a meeting, and excitedly discuss her Weibo. For a moment, she could think of no other reaction than to stare at the three phone screens.
He Wang, I don't know what comment he saw, laughed uncontrollably. He happened to look up and saw Lin Jing standing behind him. Seeing Lin Jing staring at his phone screen, he thought she was also interested and generously handed her the phone: "Sister Lin, do you also like this blogger?"
As if offering a treasure, He Wang enlarged the picture in front of Lin Jing and loaded the original image. "This blogger just posted a new picture, it's fresh out of the oven, only about an hour ago."
Lin Jing stared at the picture drawn by her own hand, barely controlling the corners of her lips that almost trembled on the spot.
He Wang: "Sister Lin, what's with your expression? Don't you like it? You shouldn't, don't girls like this kind of picture?"
Lin Jing closed her eyes: "...No."
He Wang drawled "Oh," with a face that said "I understand," and said, "Sister Lin, you're shy, right?"
Lin Jing: "?"
"The scale of this picture is a bit too much for you, you're shy seeing it in front of us, right?" He Wang said understandingly. "It's okay, it's okay, you can go back to your room and look at it properly later."
"..."
He actually told the person who drew the picture that she was shy seeing it.
Lin Jing looked at He Wang with a speechless expression, and was only a step away from giving him a scoff.
Just then, the elevator door opened, and Sheng Kuang, who had returned upstairs and taken a shower, walked out.
He was accompanied by Lan Bowen, who had just finished tidying up the restaurant and went upstairs to find him. I don't know what Lan Bowen talked to him about, but as they came out, he patted Sheng Kuang on the shoulder: "If you don't say anything, I'll take it as you have no objections. I'll contact someone now."
Sheng Kuang nodded with a "as you wish" expression, strolled to the sofa, and glanced at Lin Jing and the remaining few scattered on the sofa: "What are you talking about?"
The group didn't speak. As if they had a tacit understanding, they all simultaneously turned off their phone screens, fearing Sheng Kuang would know they were looking at lewd fan art of him created out of love.
Sheng Kuang didn't pay much attention to their reactions. He bent down, picked up the cushion on the single sofa next to him, leaned back, and took out his phone.
Lan Bowen didn't walk over. He stood at the elevator exit, holding his phone, talking to someone.
Lin Jing had originally stopped because of He Wang's words. Now that the conversation was over, she took a step towards the stairs. After only two steps, her phone in her pocket rang.
She took out her phone and unlocked the screen. What jumped into her eyes was the Weibo page she had quickly locked before exiting the elevator.
She subconsciously wanted to tap "Exit," when a new notification suddenly popped up in her private messages.
Purely out of curiosity, she tapped on it.
An account with a garbled name, just registered: "Hello, do you accept private commissions?"
Since her Weibo became popular, many people had approached her for commissions. Some were fans of a certain team who wanted fan art of their favorite player, while others were teams who wanted to create buzz for their players and cooperate with her.
Lin Jing drew purely out of love and clearly stated "no commissions" in her Weibo bio. Despite this, she still received similar messages every day.
She generally didn't reply, and this time was no exception. However, while she was looking at the messages, the other party had sent her several more.
"The price is negotiable."
"Sincere cooperation."
"As long as it's not over six figures, anything is fine."
Lin Jing quietly counted on her fingers how much six figures was and then unhesitatingly typed two words: "Not taking it!"
"Why?"
"I really want to cooperate with you. Please consider it carefully."
"Is it because the price is too low? We can add more."
Sweet Sweet Sweet Classmate: "Not short of money, not taking it."
Sweet Sweet Sweet Classmate: "Talk more and I'll block you."
The other party was probably speechless: "..."
She already said "talk more and I'll block you," and yet they kept talking... Without a second thought, Lin Jing added the newly registered small account to her blacklist.
Lin Jing put away her phone and prepared to walk towards the elevator.
Sheng Kuang was sitting on the single sofa she had to pass. As Lin Jing walked past him, she unconsciously glanced in his direction.
As if by fate, she happened to catch sight of his phone screen.
The page on his phone was the same as what the yLs players were looking at earlier, uniform and mass-produced.
The only difference was that he wasn't looking at the comment section, but at the picture she had drawn.
His hand rested on the armrest of the sofa, his chin propped on it, and he looked lazy.
His gaze on the photo showed no emotion. When his eyes swept over the part of his back that Chen Jing had exposed, he let out a "tsk" with a half-smile.
Lin Jing's hand trembled, and her phone fell to the ground with a "snap."
Her phone case was plastic, and it cracked.
Facing everyone's gaze, she bent down, quickly picked up her phone, and walked towards the elevator, trying her best to remain calm.
"Sheng Kuang, I was rejected." Lan Bowen put away his phone and walked towards the sofa. "That blogger is quite principled. She's not moved by money at all. I was thinking that since you've left gdt, you should change your avatar. If you had her design one, your fans would definitely be more satisfied. I even offered over six figures, and she still rejected me. She rejected me very decisively, saying she wasn't short of money and would block me if I talked more. I just replied with an ellipsis, and she actually blocked me."
With a "bang," the phone Lin Jing was holding dropped to the ground again.
ps: I'm not staying up late anymore. Today's update is finished. I owe one chapter from yesterday. I'll make it up on Sunday after Qixi Festival.