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

Chapter 41: [Overwhelming Pressure]

A few rays of afternoon light peeked through the gaps in the curtains.

Liu Zhuohao wasn't woken up by an alarm clock, but by his cell phone ringing.

— Unknown number.

Content creators, once their work goes viral, can't help but refresh the backend repeatedly.

Liu Zhuohao had already swiped the screen several times, and looking at those fluctuating numbers, he felt like he had a disobedient rabbit in his heart.

Finally, he simply turned off the computer, threw himself back onto the bed, and forced himself to take a nap.

After all, I have to set up my stall at night, so I need to be well-rested.

He's seen it all, even when he's been caught up in the local underworld scandals, he can still sleep soundly!

"Hello, are you Mr. Liu?"

At this time, almost no one will contact him.

The parents wouldn't, and Awei certainly wouldn't.

They knew they should catch up on their sleep at this time.

"Hello..."

Liu Zhuohao's voice was hoarse from just waking up. He sat up and glanced at the time.

"Oh, I'm sorry to disturb you. Were you resting? I'm so sorry."

The voice on the other end of the phone was a man, very polite, "I added you on QQ, but you haven't accepted... I'm Crow, the operations editor at Bilibili. Are you Mr. Liu Zhuohao?"

"..."

Liu Zhuohao was slightly taken aback when he heard the person on the phone announce their name.

Indeed, in internet companies with a strong focus on anime and manga, employees tend to use nicknames rather than their real names in the workplace.

Later, more and more companies followed suit, asking employees to come up with a nickname after joining the company.

"It's me." He composed himself. "Sorry, I've been too busy and haven't had time to check QQ."

He switched to the background, opened QQ, and sure enough, there was a friend request.

But because I had Do Not Disturb enabled, I didn't even get a notification when the screen lit up.

"I added you using the information you provided in your account."

The editor on the other end of the phone was still saying, "Congratulations, your video is running very well so far, and we are very grateful for your contribution of such a high-quality video to our website."

"Since Boss Liu is busy, I won't bother you any longer. I'm just afraid you might not understand and filter out my friend request as a nuisance."

"If there's any video-related content later, you can contact me on QQ or call this number. Of course, I'll also contact you if anything comes up."

It's just providing a way to connect and communicate.

This also means that Liu Zhuohao has officially become a blogger on Bilibili.

"I'll add you to a few blogger groups later, including other editors and site owners," Crow added. "If you're interested..."

He briefly explained the procedures, speaking in a businesslike tone.

Liu Zhuohao just listened without asking any questions.

He was unaware of the internal workings of Bilibili at that time.

Even if he were to live his life again, he would not understand how the early creators and officials communicated and interacted.

After hanging up the phone, Liu Zhuohao looked at the screen.

"It was quite easy to get in touch."

He accepted the friend request and was quickly added to several groups. Someone in the group popped up and shouted "Newbie, post a picture!", then quickly fell silent.

A video with over 100,000 views can directly attract the initiative of platform editors to contact you.

In the future, this is almost impossible.

"The boat is still very small."

Liu Zhuohao said in a low voice.

Or... the platform is interested not just in the video, but also in him as a person.

The food channel in the entertainment group is now almost empty.

Just then, I appeared.

Liu Zhuohao opened the app and quickly refreshed the backend.

Besides the viral "GG video," other videos are also seeing increased viewership, and even the mundane daily routines of street vending are attracting more clicks.

Even in his earliest video, he simply introduced himself to an action camera, saying that he had just graduated from high school, was accepted into a third-tier university, but didn't go to school to ease the financial burden on his family...

The barrage of comments and bullet screen messages is being refreshed at an unprecedented density.

"It's a bit of a shame that OAO, but I still suggest that the blogger complete their studies, as academic qualifications are still very important."

"Actually, I could have talked to my advisor about applying for a student grant; I got into university through a grant."

"High school seniors feel so much pressure after watching the video QAQ."

"The tuition for a third-tier university is indeed very expensive. With all the miscellaneous expenses added up, it would cost at least 100,000 yuan to complete the course."

"100,000 doesn't seem like much, does it?"

When the last comment scrolled by, Liu Zhuohao's mouse finger stopped scrolling.

not much?

A sense of absurdity first arose in his mind, followed by an indescribable bitterness.

Upon seeing this sentence, Liu Zhuohao's mind immediately conjured up a series of trending search terms: "Young people generally earn over 10,000 yuan a month," "Can you survive in Lin'an on a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan?", "Is it normal to not earn over 10,000 yuan a month by age 30?"

Afterwards, he unconsciously recalled the anxiety he felt when he saw these contents.

But it was just a fleeting thought. Liu Zhuohao shook his head with amusement and got up to wash up.

……

……

When good fortune comes, there's no stopping it.

My video was recommended without my knowledge, climbed the charts, and became one of the most viewed videos on the site.

"Boss, a steak, black pepper, please!"

"Boss, can I get it to go?"

"Boss..."

Samples? We don't need them anymore.

Liu Zhuohao and Huang Weixiong had just set up their stall, and before the fire was even fully lit, people had already gathered around.

And it's not just in twos and threes, it's like the tide rising, getting denser and faster.

—They were all students.

A steak costing 35 yuan isn't unaffordable for students, but compared to a 5-yuan hand-pulled pancake, they have to think twice.

Previously, apart from a few who convinced their parents to try it out, most people just stayed home looking forward to watching the videos, reluctant to part with them.

But tonight, even the air feels different.

"Senior! Your video went viral! I saw it! It's on my homepage!"

"Boss, you're trending! It's even on our school's online forum!"

"Boss, do you know what Xiaoyuan looks like? Do all the content creators know each other?"

Young faces crowded in front of the stall, asking one question after another.

Some were genuinely happy that his video went viral, some were curious about whether he had connections with other bloggers, and most were excited and involved, thinking, "Our school, our area has produced an internet celebrity."

The influx of students was like a spoonful of hot oil poured on an already booming business.

A dozen or so folding tables? They were filled in the blink of an eye.

The queue had already stretched into a crooked "snake" shape; if it continued to form, it might block the way for the stall next door.

Huang Weixiong's hands were trembling slightly as he handed out the ingredients; it was unclear whether he was busy or excited.

The oil sizzled on the hot plate, and smoke mixed with the aroma of meat rose up, enveloping this small corner of the night market that had suddenly become exceptionally lively.

"I'm just starting out, how would I know so many big shots?"

Thank you for your support!

"Sorry everyone, we're just too busy right now and can't offer takeout at the moment..."

As Liu Zhuohao responded loudly, his shovel whirling incessantly, he felt the pressure on his shoulders really sink down.

Before this, it was always his offline customers who supported his account and helped him get through the awkward period of being a new blogger—no likes, no comments, no coins... no data feedback at all.

Now, the online popularity has finally translated into reality, creating this seemingly endless queue.

Taking advantage of a brief moment, Liu Zhuohao suddenly turned to Huang Weixiong and shouted, "Wei! Quickly go and talk to the owners of the stalls over there, and borrow some space and chairs!"

Huang Weixiong stared blankly and said, "Huh?"

Liu Zhuohao didn't stop working, but his voice was deep and he spoke very quickly: "Remember, be polite! Just say we're really short on cash and we'd appreciate it if you could do us a favor. We'll charge the rent by the hour!"

Huang Weixiong then realized what was happening, wiped the sweat from his forehead, nodded emphatically, and turned to squeeze into the next room.

Liu Zhuohao turned around, took a deep breath, and faced another wave of customers.

Business was booming, but the pressure was immense, and at the same time... he couldn't hide the smile on his face!