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Chapter 48: Exclusive to Jinjiang 3/3
“It’s a waste of so much muscle, and you still end up with so many injuries.”
Song Fuzhi said it without much emotion.
Shi Zhang also touched Song Fuzhi’s waist, saying, “Teacher Song also has marks all over. Are you okay now?”
Song Fuzhi suddenly opened his eyes, stared at him with blushing ear tips, and scolded him through his pants, “Can it be the same?”
Shi Zhang laughed softly, not particularly seriously.
Song Fuzhi withdrew his hand, patted Shi Zhang through his pants, and said, “Go to sleep.”
Adding a term of endearment at the end, “poor little thing,”
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For the next few days, Song Fuzhi lived a life of teaching students during the day and feeding baby birds after work.
Professor Shi happened to have things to do for several evenings in a row. Song Fuzhi barely even worked overtime, leaving the office right after class. Other teachers in the office were quite surprised.
The workaholic wasn’t working overtime anymore, and the teachers were curious. They asked Song Fuzhi why he was in such a hurry to go home, and Song Fuzhi just smiled without saying anything. After all, he couldn’t say that he needed to rush home to take care of the baby birds.
Song Fuzhi now has experience buying meat. He knew exactly how many pounds were just right, ensuring the falcons could have fresh meat without any leftovers.
The little bird chicks seemed to grow faster than human babies. Every day he went to check, there were slight changes. Little Five also caught up and is now swiftly grabbing food. Their size seemed to be getting bigger, and their feathers were fluffier, occupying more and more space in the flowerpots.
Gradually, the falcon parents weren’t as afraid of Song Fuzhi. In fact, as soon as Song Fuzhi stretched out the tweezers, Falcon Dad would fly over to snatch the meat, treating him like the uncle in the cafeteria line.
After feeding them, Song Fuzhi sat next to them to take pictures.
He used to not understand the behavior of those who posted baby pictures on social media every day. Now he understood a bit. With baby birds waiting to be fed, he couldn’t help but want to take hundreds of pictures every day, showing everyone how cute they were and how much they had grown!
However, Song Fuzhi didn’t like posting on social media much, so he bombarded two people with pictures at a fixed time every day—Shi Zhang and Luo Luli.
Naturally, Shi Zhang was willing to see so many pictures of the baby birds. Whenever the professor wasn’t too busy, he would even have real-time discussions with Song Fuzhi about the growth of each bird.
Surprisingly, Song Fuzhi found that he was better at recognizing the birds than Shi Zhang. Song Fuzhi had the intuition to distinguish who was who and even gave them names. On the other hand, Shi Zhang often suffered from face blindness; he couldn’t distinguish the remaining birds other than the smallest one, Little Five.
“Can Professor Shi tell the difference between radishes and cabbage?” Song Fuzhi teased him.
Shi Zhang felt that his authority was challenged and replied solemnly, “Animals and plants are two different disciplines.”
The other recipient of the pictures wasn’t as patient.
Luo Luli initially replied to Song Fuzhi with many exclamation marks, saying, “So cute!” “So adorable!” “I really want to hold them!” After a few days, she criticized Song Fuzhi’s behavior of bombarding her with dozens of bird pictures.
“Do you know that I have data traffic on?! Every afternoon, I open my data and receive a whopping 1 GB of pictures.” Luo Luli sent a roaring voice message, “And I want to come over and hold them, but you won’t allow it! Just showing me pictures and whetting my appetite, what’s the meaning of that?”
Song Fuzhi calmly replied, “This is the second year of high school; only observation from a distance is allowed, no close contact.”
Luo Luli complained, “And there’s no difference between yesterday and today! Unless you let me see them with my own eyes, I won’t believe it.”
This was Shi Zhang’s home, and Song Fuzhi couldn’t let Luo Luli come over without Shi Zhang’s consent. Even Song Fuzhi himself treated the place like a guest and didn’t touch anything except the living room and kitchen.
Song Fuzhi understood and reduced the number of pictures after receiving the complaint.
This day, he carefully selected three beautiful pictures of the baby birds and, by the way, sent a full family photo, including Falcon Dad and Mom.
Surprisingly, today Luo Luli did not comment on Little Five. It was only after ten minutes that she suddenly replied.
Luo Luli: FuFu!
Song Fuzhi stared at the screen in confusion, wondering what this meant.
Song Fuzhi: Did you send it to the wrong person?
Luo Luli:?
Luo Luli: Don’t tell me you forgot your own name, hahaha!
Song Fuzhi thought for a moment, vaguely recalling these letters but not clearly remembering them.
Luo Luli: Help; I think you were really drunk that night.
Luo Luli: This is the username you gave yourself!
Song Fuzhi was puzzled: What username?
Luo Luli: Cosplay! I created an account for you to post short cosplay videos from the comic exhibition. Do you remember now?
It was only then that Song Fuzhi finally remembered.
That night was indeed eventful. Two glasses of strong foreign liquor not only led to the events that followed throughout the night but also resulted in him choosing his own CN (circle name).
Oh my, why did he end up with such a cute name?
Song Fuzhi frowned lightly.
As he reflected, messages from Luo Luli kept coming in.
Luo Luli: FuFu teacher, honestly, I didn’t expect this situation.
Luo Luli: Three days ago, I created a new account, randomly added a few tags, and posted your video. Guess what happened?
Song Fuzhi: What happened?
Luo Luli: [Screenshot]
Luo Luli: In three days, he gained fifty thousand views, a hundred thousand likes, five thousand comments, and a few thousand followers.
Song Fuzhi clicked on the screenshot Luo Luli sent. The video cover was indeed his cosplay, and the numbers beside it made the math teacher, Song Fuzhi, feel a bit overwhelmed for the first time.
Luo Luli: I’ve been busy these days and didn’t pay much attention after posting the video. I didn’t expect to check your account just now… It scared me! I’m inexperienced and have never seen so many messages.
Song Fuzhi, even less experienced, was still in a state of disbelief.
Luo Luli became a bit anxious when Song Fuzhi didn’t reply. She sent a bunch of exclamation marks: Fu teacher, do you know what this means? It means you became popular with your first cosplay! There’s a bright future ahead!
Staring at the screenshot, Song Fuzhi contemplated and sent a message to Luo Luli: I really want to know the algorithm for attracting attention on this platform. Why can a completely new account, without anything, gain so much traffic in such a short time?
Luo Luli:…
Luo Luli: You really don’t get it.
Luo Luli: Honestly, go check your comment section. It’s lively, all full of excitement.
Luo Luli then sent a link, along with an account and password, urging him.
“I created this account, but now it’s yours. You can change the password yourself. Fu teacher, don’t forget me when you become rich and famous. Just remember, I’m your mother.”
Song Fuzhi smiled and sincerely said, “Thank you, Mother Luo.”
Honestly, without Luo Luli’s encouragement and her effort in creating this video, he wouldn’t have achieved such surprising results.
So, Song Fuzhi logged into the account. There was already a video on his homepage, and in just a short while, the views increased by a few thousand.
Song Fuzhi entered the comment section, filled with countless “Ah, ah, ah.”
The sword swing, the muscular physique, the imposing aura—is this the character himself?!
Although I can’t see the face clearly, it really feels like him!
Oh my, he was so handsome, it made me scream.
Ah, I was there! I saw the cosplayer’s little brother in person; he’s really handsome and has great style!! I even collected a signature, but I can’t show it to you.
Please, someone upstairs, just let me have a glimpse!
Since Teacher Zhang, I haven’t seen a cosplayer with such a realistic physique… (wiping drool)
Why is the physique so strong, but the CN is so cute, haha?
After Teacher Zhang left the circle, Fu Teacher arrived, Amen.
Please, teacher, post more!! Let the children see more high-fidelity male cosplays, please!
Sob, thank you, teacher, for portraying such a classic character. I haven’t seen such faithful work in a long time. This was my favorite character when I was a child—a male god!! Now that I’m a mom, the original work hasn’t finished, and I’ve already faded from the circle… but the teacher’s work suddenly brought back the excitement of the original hot-blooded feeling. I really want to escape from reality and go on an adventure with them, fight for my friends, and freely drink and eat meat, sob!
The comments were so numerous that Song Fuzhi couldn’t scroll through all of them. The highly praised ones were filled with compliments, and Song Fuzhi, initially skeptical, gradually realized one thing—they liked his cosplay.
Some simply found him handsome, while others wrote lengthy and sincere comments, sharing their stories or views on the original work and the character. This indicated that Song Fuzhi’s work resonated with them.
Just a few seconds of video, seen by so many people, evoking so much emotion over a virtual character. It was a miraculous thing.
Song Fuzhi thought that he seemed to have achieved it.
To the best of his ability, he brought a paper-thin character to life and gained a lot of recognition.
Outside the window, birds chirped, singing a song of renewal. Song Fuzhi sat quietly in Shizhang’s house, his heart surging with emotions.
For the first time, he felt intuitively that he could have such a great influence.
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Thank you for the translation but this translation really needs an editor. There have been too many mistakes to list down in comments.