Translator: _Min
The following text unfolded on the screen:
[Against the wind, you turn the tide, reigning supre!] Next, the display shifted to the RM costics series final look. [Be the dazzling queen you are ant to be, never bow to diocrity.] Monts later, a new scene appeared on the advertisent screen.
Not a photograph this ti, but a video clip from the trailer of “Crossing the
Demon Realm.”
On the screen, Si Fuqing, portraying the goddess of both the celestial and demonic realms nad Sui Yan, was seen holding a long sword, pointing directly at the celestial palace.
[Thank you for coming this far without giving up.]
After all the photos and videos concluded, only one phrase remained on the large screen:
[Happy Birthday, Si Fuqing 1210!]
At the stroke of midnight, Si Fuqing’s Weibo was flooded with birthday wishes that her fans had prepared in advance.
The Mousse army was indeed filled with countless hidden talents.
Many editing experts had created birthday videos, posting them on video-sharing platforms, quickly amassing over a million views.
At this mont, it seed everyone was wishing her a happy birthday.
From the great five states of Great Xia to all corners of the world.
Fireworks continued to bloom in the sky. Si Fuqing slowly crouched down, tears suddenly falling.
Yu Xiheng’s gaze shifted slightly, his heart tightening montarily.
He too crouched down, placing a hand on her head, and asked softly, “Why are you crying?”
Clutching her knees, Si Fuqing’s voice was soft, “I just realized I’m truly not alone. ”
Yu Xiheng was montarily stunned, about to speak, when she suddenly looked up.
Her fox-like eyes were still misty.
His gaze deepened a shade as he heard Si Fuqing ask, “Boss, did renting the advertisent screen cost a lot of money?”
Yu Xiheng stood up, looking down at her, “Your thoughts are unclear again?”
“Nonsense, I’m being frugal,” Si Fuqing wiped her tears and muttered, “We agreed not to spend recklessly, but this ti it’s okay, I’m very happy. I’ll take you out for late-night food, how about that?”
Yu Xiheng couldn’t really scold her, “?”
“They’ve all eaten already.” Si Fuqing put on a hat, “Shh, let’s sneak out.”
Yu Xiheng agreed, “Yes, my lady.”
The hashtag #HappyBirthdaySiFuqing1210 quickly made it to the top ten trending searches.
Fans in An City had recorded the midnight birthday celebration.
Even the big fans didn’t know who had sponsored the advertisent screen, which cost a hundred thousand per second and was rumored to play throughout the day.
[Wow, Si Fuqing’s fans are incredible, coming up with such a birthday celebration.]
[Fans and idols have a mutual relationship; the better Si Fuqing treats her fans, the more they adore her.]
[Coincidentally, today the Ji family is hosting a banquet with a hundred tables, and we were lucky to receive an invitation. They hired chefs who have prepared state banquets.]
[The wealthy families remains wealthy families, nouveau riche can’t compare. Celebrities may earn a lot, but they still fall short.]
[This is… kind of awkward. Si Fuqing’s birthday collides with that of a wealthy family’s daughter. It makes her celebration seem less impressive.] [Hasn’t Si Fuqing already found her family? But they’re quite poor.]
[What’s the problem? Does their poverty bother you? Are they eating your rice?]
anwhile, Lin Jihuan happily snapped a few photos after her al, uploading them to her private Weibo.
[@LovesSweetAndSourPorkRibHuanhuan: Celebrating my baby’s birthday, throw flowers! ]
She only had four thousand followers on her private Weibo.
But after this post went live, the views suddenly skyrocketed..
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