I've been reborn, I'm definitely going to become an internet celebrity!

Chapter 39: [Niche Culture]

"Boss, you seemed quite surprised just now."

As Liu Zhuohao rested and waited for Huang Weixiong to pack up, he suddenly heard him ask, "That guy... that one who was talking to you about anime, is Tokyo Ghoul a new anime?"

"I feel like I've been out of touch with reality lately; I don't know any of these things."

"Every day when I get home, I just lie down on the bed and sleep. I only wash up after I wake up."

Liu Zhuohao exhaled a smoke ring and nodded: "It might become a classic."

Come to think of it, Parasyte was also released this year, right?

and also……

Akame ga Kill!, The Seven Deadly Sins, One-Punch Man?

No, One-Punch Man isn't from this year.

Liu Zhuohao remembers watching these anime series, but he doesn't know exactly which year they aired.

Why are you surprised?

His gaze fell upon the high school in the distance, where the school bell was ringing.

Because this is the first rare mature anime character he's seen in all the time he's been running his stall!

At first, Liu Zhuohao thought that as long as he could capture the customer traffic of the physical stall, he could quickly enter the ranks of high-quality bloggers—uploading videos would generate data, he could climb the rankings and get recommended positions, and he could have a communication channel with the administrators of Bilibili.

With so many schools in the city, from elementary to university, the number of fans should quickly exceed 10,000, or even approach 100,000.

However, after two months, the account balance was stuck at just over two thousand.

It's far from what I expected.

Where is the problem?

"Ah-Hao, time to pack up and go?"

A clear female voice pulled him back to reality.

Liu Zhuohao looked up with a cigarette in his mouth and saw Huang Haili standing in front of the stall again. Strictly speaking, this didn't count as "again," since she had only come twice in the past two months.

"Why don't you reply to my messages? I was thinking of registering an account to follow you, but I can't answer the questions." She puffed out her cheeks deliberately, her hair in a ponytail. "Why do I have to answer questions just to register an account on this crappy website? I don't have to when I register a QQ account."

As she spoke, she took a few steps closer and suddenly frowned, "Why are you still smoking? It smells awful."

She waved her hand in front of her nose.

Huang Weixiong silently stepped back two paces.

Liu Zhuohao stubbed out his cigarette and stood up: "I was busy and didn't have time to check. Sorry, old classmate, we've already closed up shop."

She doesn't smoke at this time and dislikes the smell of smoke.

Huang Haili wore a dress that looks quite fashionable at the moment, as if she had dressed up carefully.

But Liu Zhuohao looked at it and felt that it was not as pleasing to the eye as the casual short shirt he wore when they met that day.

"...Why are you being so polite?" She paused for a moment, her smile a little unnatural. "I'm planning to go to Chongqing with some friends for hot pot in a few days, and I was thinking of inviting you along."

Liu Zhuohao replied almost without hesitation: "I can't get away, I don't have time."

"Now that you're your own boss," she leaned closer, "you can take a break whenever you want. Just put up a leave notice at the stall, go on vacation for a few days, and come back. Besides, aren't you a blogger? We all like being on camera, so you'll have plenty of material for your videos..."

Before she could finish speaking, Liu Zhuohao shook his head even more helplessly:

"I really can't go; the stall needs someone to stay."

Huang Haili's unease deepened, and when she looked at herself, she couldn't hide her unfamiliarity and confusion.

She didn't linger in this awkward conversation.

Liu Zhuohao didn't say anything to stop her or anything else until she waved and left with an awkward smile. He just silently watched her leave.

If nothing unexpected happens, we probably won't see each other again.

Although, in his previous life, he was truly together when he reunited with her after graduating from Huacheng.

At this point in time, their relationship was already somewhat ambiguous. They often joked around in class, and occasionally people would gossip about whether they were boyfriend and girlfriend.

But in reality, neither of them spoke; they simply maintained this delicate relationship.

but……

In Liu Zhuohao's memory, he didn't receive this invitation in his previous life.

But did they go?

I went.

There seemed to be a few men and women, but he forgot the exact number.

But in a few days, I should be able to see their group photos on my QQ Space.

Because it was like this in my past life too.

"Boss, is this your girlfriend?"

After everyone left, Huang Weixiong came over, grinning slyly, as if he wanted to make a few teasing remarks.

"no."

Liu Zhuohao's calm voice interrupted what he was about to say.

"Aren't you too idle? We're in the early stages of starting a business, and you still have the mind to think about this?" Liu Zhuohao turned around, his gaze landing on Huang Weixiong's face. "A person's energy is limited. If you can't keep up—"

He paused, his voice very calm:

"I'm going to eliminate you."

Huang Weixiong's smile froze instantly, and he didn't dare to say another word.

Liu Zhuohao boarded the dining car, and that's why.

Answering system.

In its early days, the registration process for this small, unreliable website was incredibly difficult, like a wall.

At first, you needed an invitation code; now you need to answer a question.

It wasn't until commercialization that the floodgates were gradually opened, allowing a large influx of users.

Because of this screening process, Bilibili's user data is exceptionally authentic and its user activity is high.

So even when he only had a little over a hundred followers, he could still get dozens of comments.

But it is precisely this wall that keeps the vast majority of people out.

Huang Haili's comment "I can't do the questions" was not just a casual complaint, but one of the important reasons why Bilibili's traffic has not taken off.

"Ah Wei."

Liu Zhuohao suddenly spoke up, "Did you use Bilibili before you met me?"

"...Yes, I do." Huang Weixiong kept his head down, his voice more cautious than before. "I just browse around when I'm free, mainly watching anime, and also—"

He scratched his head. "I like watching Kinoshita, the 'Big Eater,' eat, but I can't access the internet, so I can only watch the reposted versions."

His tone lightened again: "Boss, do you know 300 Heroes?"

Liu Zhuohao was slightly taken aback, then realized: "Ah, um... that anime version of LOL?"

"Yes! That's it!"

Huang Weixiong's eyes lit up, as if he had found a rare kindred spirit. "Boss, you really know your stuff! There were only four or five people in my class who knew about Bilibili before, and we could chat with them occasionally."

"But I'm the only one who knows about 300 Heroes!"

His voice trembled with excitement: "I can't even find someone to play games with!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Zhuohao stopped gripping the steering wheel.

The red light is on.

— Niche.

Anime and manga culture is a niche field, and Bilibili (a Chinese video-sharing website) is also a niche platform.

Few people at school know about it, let alone outside of school.

This ship has not yet truly set sail.

It lay quietly at the dock, waiting for passengers willing to cross the threshold.

Meanwhile, the crowds on the shore are surging towards Tudou, Youku, and other bustling ports.

"Ah Wei..."

Liu Zhuohao said casually, "Let's bring them in after this month is over."

"What?"

Huang Weixiong didn't hear clearly, as he was looking down at his phone. "I... I'm so pissed..."

He suddenly exclaimed, "It's on! It's over 20,000 views! Boss, you're on the charts?!"

"Quick, boss, check your account's backend data!"