[Character: Xu Lin]

[Wealth: 498,075.43 yuan]

[Reputation: Small fame.]

[Status: None.]

[Abilities: Divine Penmanship, proficient singing, proficient driving, orator.]

[Physical Items: I Love Truth Serum.]

[Special Items: Body Shaping Card, Thousand Cups of Alcohol Immunity Buff, Dragon among Men Buff, Immunity Buff, Unique Masculine Scent Buff.]

[Physical Condition: Above excellent.]

[Overall Evaluation: Starting to have a bit of something!]

Xu Lin was also "small fame" in the task "Man Behind the Gods," but clearly, the small fame in this context and in the reputation aren't the same concept; reputation's small fame should be a general concept, referring to Xu Lin's name and prestige in this world.

However, the task "Man Behind the Gods" belongs to the online literature circle, which is actually just a small part of the whole entertainment system with a very limited influence; in other words, it's a small circle of fame, even those famous people known as greats are hardly recognized outside of it.

So, the reputations are not the same thing.

Xu Lin's reputation only updated for the first time after he was on the trending searches this time.

However, Xu Lin had no idea what this reputation was good for.

"Forget it, I'll slowly figure it out!"

Xu Lin got up and washed his face.

He felt that these days were quite boring, mostly because the computer hadn't arrived yet, making it impossible for Xu Lin to use it, and as for playing on his phone, Xu Lin wasn't very interested.

Speaking of which, after the freshman representative speech this morning, many girls wanted to add Xu Lin as a friend.

No one knew Xu Lin's WeChat, but on QQ, more than 200 new friend notifications had come in, and when Xu Lin opened them, he could tell from the profile pictures that they were from girls.

However, he couldn't rule out the possibility of a few guys pretending to be girls among them.

This group isn't small; the stereotype is crew cut, round face, and stubble, but in reality, some pretty normal-looking boys are part of this group too.

As for this, Xu Lin ignored all of them and just went into the settings to enable "Do not add friends," and things quieted down.

Then, out of curiosity, Xu Lin logged into another chat app, wanting to see the moments of Shang Wanjun and Ning Yuhuan.

Shang Wanjun's moments were sparse and restricted to friends, only a few posts: her high school graduation photo, university acceptance letter, university dormmate group photos, university graduation photo series, master's acceptance letter, master's dormmate group photos, master's graduation photo series, and the latest one was her expectation of being a counselor for the first time.

They were almost all the same kind.

In his youth, Xu Lin, who didn't know the taste of sorrow, felt these photos were ordinary; he was naturally optimistic, carefree, and thus had no feelings of youth's sensations.

Until many years later, he became dazed over a past photo that was as ordinary as could be.

Time gallops like a horse, days and months like fallen flowers in flowing water.

Humans are destined not to possess youth and the feelings of youth simultaneously.

Ning Yuhuan's moments were even simpler, just a few photos of gatherings with friends or dormmates and multiple birthday celebrations for her mom.

Xu Lin glanced at them, finding them quite dull.

After adding friends today, Ning Yuhuan initiated a greeting with an adorable sticker.

A very normal greeting.

Of course, don't think too much, petty chaps.

Similarly to what Ms. Ren and Yin Susu told Zhang Wuji, they also told Xu Lin to not trust what pretty women say.

In fact, most things women say shouldn't be taken seriously; it's just that beautiful things are more captivating, hence the saying about not believing what pretty women say.

For example, when you see flowers by the roadside, if you want to pick one, you'd only pick a beautiful one, never touching the unattractive ones.

Xu Lin responded with a sticker as well and didn't pay it any more mind.

In university, Xu Lin wanted to find a girlfriend.

Yu Xinyan?

Xu Lin hadn't really thought about it; he and Yu Xinyan grew up together, childhood sweethearts, with a significant filter.

Forcing a stance on what Yu Xinyan means to Xu Lin?

She sort of holds a family-like status.

Moreover, with Yu Jianhua constantly watching, Xu Lin hadn't made a move on Yu Xinyan over the years.

However, Xu Lin didn't know that Yu Xinyan had secretly kissed him several times.

As for his first kiss, who knows which year or month it was lost.

Rong Xiyan or Ning Yuhuan?

Xu Lin was indeed considering choosing a girlfriend between them.

Of course, relationships still need to develop, so calling them a girlfriend is a bit early.

"Forget it, let it all happen naturally! Why overthink it?"

Around one o'clock, Xu Lin decided to take a nap.

When he woke up, it was nearly three in the afternoon.

He rubbed his eyes and sat up from the bed.

At this time, everyone in the dorm was present.

Xie Zhengrong saw Xu Lin get up and remarked, "Xu Lin, your trending search is slowly going down!"

For a typical eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy, having someone around make it to the trending searches, or having a remarkable person nearby, is always a topic worth discussing, so Xu Lin was shining brightly, and Xie Zhengrong thought Xu Lin was impressive. For example, in his high school class group chat, there were classmates discussing Xu Lin, and someone asked Xie Zhengrong, "Xie Zhengrong, were you at the scene to watch this guy's freshman representative speech?"

Xie Zhengrong replied, "Of course, plus he's my roommate!"

Following that were the flurry of strong, impressive, and 666-type exclamations of surprise.

No one expected such a coincidence.

Xie Zhengrong came from a small county, entering Finance University from County Experimental High School; he ranked among the top. It's noteworthy that their school didn't have top-tier T0-level university candidates, nor T1-level ones; a key university like Finance University, among the top thirty, was already an achievement. Xie Zhengrong's photo was on the top ten list at the entrance of his alma mater, ranked third, making him an idol among underclassmen.

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