It was he who helped me avoid a car accident, and he who made me understand the power of metaphysics. Thank the Party and the people for cultivating such a master…
Luo Yingbai: “…” But grandfather doesn’t want you.
You have the face to thank the Party and the people for cultivating me? How can I face the Party and the people for saving someone with your intelligence?!
Suppressing his inner roar, Luo Yingbai scrolled to the comments section and found the top-liked comment was from a netizen @ing “Brother White’s Random Fortune-Telling”.
“Brother White, this grandson, just throw him away. He’s so beneath your style.”
Chapter 7: Photo Exposure
But this article had been reposted over a thousand times in such a short time, and his Weibo had gained many followers. Luo Yingbai typed “Brother White” in the search box and found many topics about him.
Luo Yingbai let out a slight sigh.
Is it beautiful? Perhaps. But this was certainly not a good thing.
He picked at the rice grains slowly while playing with his phone, taking over ten minutes to eat very little.
He had also seen the message on the campus forum. T University was a prestigious school, and this accident had quickly become a hot topic, with several of Luo Yingbai’s photos also gaining some viral attention.
The most liked photo was not of him heroically rescuing someone, but the one of Luo Yingbai just getting up from the ground.
The young man in a white shirt was extraordinarily beautiful, with fair skin and slightly upturned phoenix eyes.
The photo’s angle and timing were perfect, capturing Luo Yingbai’s expressionless moment, with an inexplicable melancholy.
This face was truly deceptive. Anyone who knew Luo Yingbai’s personality would definitely praise the photographer –
Luo Yingbai was deeply engrossed in his phone when he suddenly heard a familiar voice say, “Let’s just eat at this restaurant. It’s not crowded now, they’re quick, and I want to pack two portions.”
He looked up and came face to face with Tang Yuebo, who had just walked in. Tang Yuebo said in surprise, “Yingbai?”
Luo Yingbai glanced at Sun Yue beside Tang Yuebo and smiled at Tang Yuebo, “What’s with that look, like you’ve seen an alien? Can’t I just have a meal?”
