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Although he knew that the recommendation lists were always timely, he still couldn’t control his urge to refresh the page every ten seconds.

This nervousness was akin to waiting for lottery numbers when the previous numbers all matched and only the last one was unknown, and his heart was pounding as he stared at the number draw.

It was like dreaming of something wonderful and charming that was gradually unraveling layer by layer until reaching the final pieces of clothes and fearing suddenly waking up and finding it was all a dream.

It was really a test of one’s mentality.

Just before two in the afternoon, there was a knock on the dorm room door.

Wang Xin opened the door and saw a boy wearing a red sports T-shirt and a gray sports headband, looking full of energy.

The boy smiled and greeted them. “Hello, I am your class assistant. We’re going to move books in the afternoon. Everyone, please come out and gather.”

Jiang Miao, who had been eagerly refreshing the page, sighed, tidied up his desk, and followed Wang Xin out of the room.

In the corridor, Xun Liang, who had gone to visit other dorm rooms in the same class, walked out with a group of boys with their arms around each other’s shoulders. It seemed that they had already become familiar with each other.

Watching Xun Liang laughing and chatting with others, Jiang Miao wondered what his parents would think if they saw their son like this. Would they feel that the world was falling apart?

Accounting Class 2 currently had a total of 62 students, of which 16 were boys, exactly divided into four dorm rooms.

However, one person in Jiang Miao’s room hadn’t arrived yet, so there were only 15 people. After gathering, everyone followed the class assistant downstairs.

It was already 2 p.m.

Jiang Miao followed the group and took out his phone, wanting to see the desktop version of the Xidian website.

But Congee Boss was clearly faster than him.

[Congee Boss]: (Screenshot)

[Congee Boss]: Congratulations! Trial recommendation, get!

Jiang Miao clicked on the screenshot, which showed ‘My Girlfriend Is a Content Creator’ featured in the New Arrivals section.

In an instant, he felt as though his heart had been struck, and his blood seemed to be flowing backward.

The slight trembling of his hands, his fluctuating emotions—it was an experience that only those who had gone through it could truly understand.

Being recommended meant exposure, which in turn would bring in new readers.

[Peach Jam]: Thanks. I got dragged to move books, so I didn’t have time to check.

[Congee Boss]: Hehe, I’ve been keeping an eye on it.

[Congee Boss]: You do your thing. I’ve gotta go be a laborer too.

[Peach Jam]: OK~

Jiang Miao took a deep breath, gradually calming down.

Getting featured on the trial recommendation list was merely the first step. He could only leave the task of directing traffic to the website. His main task was to write well to keep the new readers.

Otherwise, even the best recommendation spot would be useless.

He looked at the screenshot again. In addition to his book, the previously mentioned ‘Tokyo’s One Punch’ and ‘Leading the Future Hokage to Build High-Speed Railways’ were also included, making his eyes flicker.

A scholar had said he didn’t think comparing works and concluding their quality was necessary.

But in the commercial market, facing all readers, competing on the same stage was already the fairest method.

Under such a mechanism, even renowned authors could fall from grace if their works failed to meet the expectations of the majority of readers.

Hopefully, his book would be liked by more people.

Jiang Miao shook his head and stopped dwelling on this. He followed the group out of Xiuye Commons and rushed to the west gate of the school.

“Do any of you play basketball?” The senior class assistant was walking in front, leading the way with a smile. “I’ll take you to play when we have time. I’m familiar with the courts here.”

Looking at this cheerful and enthusiastic senior, Jiang Miao felt a strange sensation in his heart when he thought about how this senior worked as a class assistant with Senior Sister. He couldn’t tell what he was feeling.

She was his beloved novel fan after all.

[Zhouzhou Loves Congee]: Have you guys left? Did Zhang Panfeng find you?

Just as Jiang Miao was thinking about Senior Sister, he received a WeChat message.

[Miaomiao is Deep in Thought]: We’re already on our way, almost at the west gate.

[Zhouzhou Loves Congee]: Then tell him for me. I’ve already brought the girls downstairs, and we’ll be at the west gate soon.

[Miaomiao is Deep in Thought]: Aren’t you going to tell him directly?

[Zhouzhou Loves Congee]: That guy won’t add pretty girls on WeChat.

Although it sounds a bit self-praising, it’s true.

Jiang Miao: “?”

What the heck is not adding pretty girls on WeChat?

[Miaomiao is Deep in Thought]: Does he have a girlfriend? Henpecked?

[Zhouzhou Loves Congee]: Hahahaha! I can only say it’s close but still far off.

[Zhouzhou Loves Congee]: We’ll chat about this later when we have time. Please go tell him.

[Miaomiao is Deep in Thought]: Okay.

After agreeing to Senior Sister, Jiang Miao put away his phone and was about to approach when he suddenly hesitated.

Wait…

How should I say it?

After thinking it over, he decided to just say it directly.

In any case, he and Senior Sister were innocent and had nothing to fear. Since she didn’t think much about it, there was no need for him to feel guilty about anything.

“Senior, Senior Sister Su said she’s already brought the girls downstairs and will arrive at the west gate soon.”

“Hmm?” Zhang Panfeng, who was chatting happily with the boys in front, was stunned for a moment before reacting. “Oh, Sister Zhou, right?”

Jiang Miao was also stunned for a moment before reacting. “Yes, Senior Sister Su Huaizhou.”

Is Senior Sister so prestigious?This senior should be a third-year student. He actually treats a second-year as equals.

“Okay, got it.” Zhang Panfeng nodded with a smile but immediately felt that something was off. The next second, he leaned close to Jiang Miao, slung an arm around his shoulder, and asked suspiciously, “Why do you have Sister Zhou’s contact info?”

“Uh… I bumped into her yesterday when I came to school. After finding out she’s a class assistant, I added her on WeChat,” Jiang Miao said honestly.

The boys nearby discreetly pricked their ears to listen, but Xun Liang didn’t hold back. He rushed over and exclaimed, “Brother Jiang, you’re not being honest. You hooked up with a senior sister without even saying anything!”

Suddenly, all eyes were on Jiang Miao, leaving him feeling somewhat helpless.

“Try saying that to her and see if she takes offense.”

After the commotion, the boys arrived at the west gate.

Before long, a group of girls walked over from Jinde Commons.

Compared to the boys, the girls’ group was much larger. There were a total of 46 girls in Class 2, nearly three times the number of boys.

But Senior Sister was still the most outstanding among them.

Su Huaizhou led the group of girls, dressed in a black half-sleeved T-shirt tucked into cropped pants, with her hair tied into a high ponytail. She exuded a refreshing and cool vibe.

As Jiang Miao watched Senior Sister approach, his eyes involuntarily fell on the beauty mark at the corner of her eye, feeling an urge to reach out and touch it.

Then he remembered her dark-rimmed glasses from this morning and imagined how they would look on her exquisite face. He felt that the scene would be marvelous.

“Hello, everyone. I’m your other class assistant, Su Huaizhou.” Senior Sister smiled gently and greeted the boys. She stole a glance at Jiang Miao and gave him a smile before looking at Zhang Panfeng. “Aren’t you going to greet the girls?”

“Hmph!”

Earlier, Zhang Panfeng had been laughing and joking with the boys. But now, he suddenly straightened his back, kept his arms pressed against his sides, and looked straight ahead like he was standing at attention. He didn’t dare to let his gaze linger on the girls at all.

“H-hello! I am Zhang, Zhang Panfeng! N-nice to m-meet you all!”

Jiang Miao: “…”

So, it’s not that he’s henpecked but that he’s afraid of girls?