When the progress bar reached the end, netizens unanimously asked in surprise below: “Huh? That’s it? Even if you’re brushing us off, this is way too half-hearted, isn’t it?”
“I thought you guys were just joking around, but it turns out I was the one being shallow.”
“What gave the reporter the courage to ask that last question? Cheng Feng’s face clearly screamed ‘I want to run away’ at the time.”
“Tempt her with a little cake! Bring her back! Record it again! Reporter, have you even watched her livestream? How could you not know she has such a big weakness?”
Everyone argued for a while, realized it wasn’t going to work, calmed down, and had to accept reality. Then they poured all their unfulfilled frustration into roasting Cheng Feng’s career.
“Visibly, from enthusiastic to listless. Just one thesis away.”
“From May 1st to May 2nd, history will remember it as the Cheng Feng Cataclysm. Because during these two days, two little things happened that drastically changed Cheng Feng’s expression.”
“I thought I’d get to see Cheng Feng talk about her grand ambitions and domination, but I never expected this little tyrant to be so easily crushed by a single thesis.”
“Spread the word: Cheng Feng failed a course.”
“Spread the word: Cheng Feng said if UFU fails her, she won’t play in the competition.”
“What? UFU is banning Cheng Feng from competing?!”
“Netizens’ hearts these days are getting more and more twisted.”
Cheng Feng quietly scrolled through the comments and found that the discussion wasn’t going the way she had expected. No one praised her for being humble, nor did anyone praise her for being hardworking. Most absurdly, no one praised her for being smart.
To make matters worse, a highly misleading post that shouldn’t even exist appeared on the San Yao forum. Just from the title alone, Cheng Feng wanted to barge in and set people straight.
#What do you think about Cheng Feng failing a course?#
Where did failing a course even come from when finals haven’t even started yet? Was this kind of accusation worthy of her six hours of hard work?
Cheng Feng couldn’t hold back and replied a couple of times using her own account.
Ye Guicheng: I didn’t fail any course. These are all unjust slanders.
Ye Guicheng: I have many things to do; the qualifiers are just one of them. Just like I explained in the interview, pursuing a higher winning streak doesn’t hold much meaning for me. So, based on various conditions, I made a more reasonable schedule. Got it?
Because she had broken the record, the background of her profile – unlike the plain white background of ordinary netizens – came with a special effect thanks to her badge: a deep blue night sky that gradually darkened from bottom to top, with glowing stars rising like bubbles toward her avatar, where they burst into magnificent fireworks.
Whenever Cheng Feng’s information appeared on the page, it was impossible to ignore.
Netizens rushed over in droves, spouting all sorts of unpleasant nonsense.
“By ‘various conditions,’ are you referring to the condition of barely failing any courses?”
“What a flashy effect! No matter how many times I see it, it’s still so cool! San Yao should release a limited-time skin – I’d buy it no matter how expensive it is!”
“No need to explain! We totally understand that you might have subjects you’re not good at, after all, you’re from a post-war planet.”
“Cheng Feng, we’ll always support you! Even if you lose, you’re still our pride!”
“Here’s another chance for you – is there anything in particular you’d like to say to netizens?”
Unfortunately, San Yao doesn’t have a one-click block feature, which is why these haters could run so wild.
Cheng Feng stared at the comment section with murderous eyes.
She believed the San Yao editors should bear 80% of the blame for this situation. Their hearts were just as malicious as these netizens’, deliberately leaking inappropriate information during post-production, causing severe damage to her heroic and aloof image.
For example, during the land reclamation, she was completely devoted, working with fiery enthusiasm and a positive, energetic attitude – almost doing the work of two people by herself. Yet the interview footage didn’t highlight her diligence and resilience at all. Instead, it left in a strange, dispirited shot of her after the fact.
Take another example: the interview on April 30th took the longest – she chatted with the reporter for over two full hours. For this, she had specifically copied down quite a few famous quotes from the internet in advance and said several very philosophical life insights.
…And yet, not a single one was left in the final cut! The efforts Cheng Feng had racked her brains to make were met with serious disdain and insult!
Besides, at that time, she was racing against the clock doing flight functionality tests with the little owl – it wasn’t some low-brow playtime.
Cheng Feng’s fingers rested on the keyboard, ready to type, when she received a message of consolation from Mr. Kong.
Mr. Kong, probably afraid she might block him, deliberately used text messaging instead. Three notifications popped up at once. Cheng Feng hesitated for a moment, then still switched over to take a look.
Mr. Kong: I’ve watched the interview. You answered very appropriately – modest, polite, cute, and sensible. It would be even better if you were a bit more lively.
Mr. Kong: Of course, it’s fine if you’re not lively either. The evaluations from us industry insiders are all leaning positive.
Mr. Kong: Don’t pay attention to those hecklers online. They’re not decent folks at all!
Ye Guicheng: [Oh]
Every word carried Mr. Kong’s urgency.
But he was still worried that his phrasing was too subtle and that Cheng Feng wouldn’t get it. Two seconds later, he hastily added another line.
Mr. Kong: Don’t respond to them anymore!
Mr. Kong: If you behave well, next semester I’ll increase your scholarship. [Cute] Our program has surplus budget funds for next year!
Every time Cheng Feng speaks, it’s like an earth-shattering event that breaks out like a thunderclap, scaring him into a cold sweat.
For this interview, Mr. Kong and the head of the Student Affairs Office had been worried sick for several days. In the end, they invited the San Yao staff into the office, had the editing done in front of them, and only passed the final review after confirming there were no omissions.
The current situation was in a state of perfect moderation. If Cheng Feng opened her mouth, she would only ruin her sweet public image. He absolutely had to hold her down and stop her from making a move!
But this was simply too difficult for Cheng Feng. The temptation of the scholarship was something she couldn’t refuse.
Ye Guicheng: I want to post one more picture. [Owl Pitiful]
Mr. Kong made a token struggle, thinking that a picture probably wouldn’t be a problem.
Cheng Feng’s photo gallery was full of little owl pictures. Even if it was a meme used to swear at people, its destructive power couldn’t be that great. It wouldn’t cause too much of a stir.
Mr. Kong: Fine, you can post ONE picture! [I’ll say a number]
He finished editing the text message, then received an alert from his “Special Follow” list.
Mr. Kong swiped his finger lightly, and the interface jumped over.
The last picture Cheng Feng posted wasn’t a meme at all – it was a screenshot of her personal declaration on her application form.
A single short line: “Current holder of the three major MVPs of this season.”
The image caption was a system emoji with a contemptuous, disdainful look.
The comments below were a flood of “?” and “Holy cow.” Netizens were so stunned they couldn’t find any other adjectives. They even stopped telling jokes and just focused on tagging all the seeded players in the league.
The number of comments and likes below jumped wildly in increments of hundreds. The feelings of thousands of words finally converged into the same sentence: “So you!”
Feng Feng, go ahead and pierce the sky!
Mr. Kong’s expression froze.
Mr. Kong’s pupils trembled.
Mr. Kong’s vision went dark, a breath got stuck in his throat, and he heard the voice of death.
He clutched his chest, grabbed the nearest chair, and sat down weakly.
Before he could even recover, a notification from the college administration appeared on his light computer screen, startling him so much that he broke out in goosebumps all over.
He deftly hung up, blocked the contact, and turned off the device. Only after completing this set of procedures did he finally let out a long, relieved sigh.
Scared him to death. He must be seeing things.
He actually saw Cheng Feng taunting every single league student right in their faces.
Heh.
A minute later, the furious roar of a 1.9-meter-tall burly man came echoing from the administrative building: “Cheng! Feng!”
…
Cheng Feng posted the picture and, feeling utterly pleased, closed the app.
After all, a person really should lean into the style of our own army. It has both the restraint of a gentleman and the boldness of a strong player.
She glanced at the corner of the screen out of the corner of her eye and noticed that the icon for their small group chat kept flashing.
What’s Good About Summer: Guys, I’ve figured out Cheng Feng’s true intention!
What’s Good About Summer: She stopped at 151 wins herself. That way, even if someone breaks her record in the future, a ton of netizens will still say, “You’re still no match for Cheng Feng. You can only play XXX games, but Cheng Feng only wanted to play 151 games!”
What’s Good About Summer: She’s building this invincible, god-tier academic image for herself!
Ye Guicheng: …
What’s Good About Summer: Nice job, kiddo. All grown up.
Xiang Yunjian: Do you honestly think breaking that record is something a human can do?
What’s Good About Summer: The actual case is right in front of you. Why wouldn’t I believe it? Who’s to say a second freak won’t show up?
Ye Guicheng: Wow, you caught me. Plus, the number “151” has a nice symmetrical beauty. It’ll look perfect engraved on a commemorative badge! I can give one to you guys then!
My Family’s Got a Mine: ? So this is the new excuse you came up with after racking your brains all day?
My Family’s Got a Mine: It’s not even as good as Jiang Linxia’s idea.
Ye Guicheng: I’m serious.
A Little More Reckless: [Image] Current holder of the three major MVPs? @Xiang Yunjian, your rival has arrived.
What’s Good About Summer: Well done! I support you, kiddo!
In their little squad, Jiang Linxia was mainly responsible for reconnaissance and data collection, Xin Kuang handled large defense supplies, and needless to say, Yan Shen was a sniper – not good at front-line combat and without any worldly desires for it either.
Last year’s individual combat MVP was Xiang Yunjian. The other three were mostly just along for the ride, occasionally grinding team points for the league.
What’s Good About Summer: Step over Xiang Yunjian’s dead body! [Charge!]
Xiang Yunjian: …
A Little More Reckless: A loving father and filial daughter. [Applause]
What’s Good About Summer: @Ye Guicheng, where’d you go?
Cheng Feng had just received a private message alert from San Yao and went downstairs to pick up her package.
