After the reading, the award ceremony ended.
This ti, there was no queue to return to the classroom. Instead, everyone left in twos and threes.
Sheng Tang’s phone suddenly received a mysterious ssage: "See you at the library entrance after school. It’s okay if you’re a bit late."
She chuckled.
She knew who it was, thinking, does he know my number? Then she thought, Huishi is his family’s, not to ntion my phone number, he knows my ho address as well.
She replied: "What’s up?"
"Sothing." The reply ca quickly.
"Okay, wait for ." She replied.
Gu Shiting held his phone, silently looking at the words "wait for ," imagining her running over, her breath warm and heavy.
A warm feeling filled his heart.
As the ti reached after-school hours, Sheng Tang packed her bag in the classroom. Other students were also getting ready to go ho when Jiang Baocu suddenly let out a scream.
Everyone looked at her.
Sheng Tang also asked: "What’s wrong with you?"
"My, my Weibo, it was reposted by Luohua Yingying! The one you ntioned!" Jiang Baocu was almost dying of excitent.
"Luohua Yingying" is a big internet influencer with over twenty million followers, more influential than many second-tier celebrities.
Jiang Baocu never dread that her Weibo would be reposted by him.
"My phone is about to explode, my god, more than thirty thousand ssages!" Jiang Baocu continued to scream.
The students around her curiously took out their phones to check Jiang Baocu’s Weibo, as they all followed each other.
Sheng Tang’s words, which Jiang Baocu had accurately posted, had already received almost over twenty thousand reposts and more than eight thousand comnts!
And this was in just over two hours!
Jiang Baocu’s followers instantly increased by more than three thousand.
She was about to faint from excitent.
She wanted to hug Sheng Tang to thank her for the internet fa she had brought her.
At this mont, the bell rang to end the class.
Sheng Tang still had things to do and left first.
Jiang Baocu was still imrsed in excitent and had no intention of leaving. The other students also gathered around to see, all very curious.
"This is really interesting, I want to repost it too!"
"Tag , I can’t find it, it’s driving crazy!"
"This was said by my classmate, not original." Jiang Baocu also said this on Weibo.
But everyone was very interested in the sentence itself and not its authorship. Her Weibo kept getting reposts, likes, and follows, and she even received hundreds of private ssages.
Sheng Tang had no interest in thousands of reposts. She had once had a Weibo post that was reposted hundreds of thousands of tis; her popularity at that ti was undeniable.
She hurried towards the library.
There were also quite a few students passing by.
Sheng Tang, like a thief, slipped past them and cautiously opened the car door.
Gu Shiting was sitting inside, holding a trophy and a book.
Sheng Tang patted her chest: "I almost got spotted."
Gu Shiting remained expressionless.
He handed the trophy over: "This is yours."
Sheng Tang was a bit surprised.
She held the slightly heavy trophy, smiled, and said: "It’s fine, what I want is the prize money, but thank you anyway! Was this troubleso?"
"Not at all, Huishi’s responsibility." Gu Shiting said.
Sheng Tang thanked him again.
Gu Shiting took out a poetry collection: "Here, for you."
This was better than a trophy. Sheng Tang imdiately placed the trophy aside and happily took the poetry collection: "It’s new? That’s great!"
She opened it and saw on the title page: "To Sheng Tang: Wishing you academic success and greater achievents..."
The signature at the end was Qing Shan’s, dated yesterday.
Sheng Tang was quite touched: "He signed it especially for . Thank you, senior brother, you’re such a good person!"
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