Chapter 172: An Nuonuo's Social Death Moment

As expected, there were no surprises.

The Weibo post Jiang Xu made last night had caused a small explosion.

Looking at the comment section.

Wow!

It was bustling with activity.

Wild Mr. Long: I'm also a reincarnationist carrying my grandfather around. Single girls aged between 18 and 25, please contact me. A big opportunity awaits you.

Women's Worry Alliance: I am the agent of this female author. A movie with the same name will soon start shooting. We are recruiting female actors with the requirements of being 170 cm tall, 360D cup size...

Nooby: This is the first time I've seen such a novel promotional method, I really like it. Can you invite me to wash your feet?

I Don't Use Piaorou: Honestly, this novel is quite good.

Pain when I turn around: Through her writing, it's evident that this female author must be very attractive. I hope you come to pursue me, don't miss out on this chance.

...

There were more than 30,000 reposts.

There were more than 20,000 comments.

These numbers were much stronger than Jiang Xu had imagined.

He then opened the website to check the statistics of An Nuonuo's book.

There were a bit over 10,000 favorites.

There were over 5,000 people who had read the latest chapter.

More than half of the favorites, a very impressive result.

Most of the comments were also positive.

Some reader comments were also very cute and gentle.

Even the softest, cutest girls couldn't compare to An Nuonuo.

After checking the relevant data, Jiang Xu turned off his computer.

On the living room table was a note left by An Nuonuo.

She had a shift on duty today and had left for school early.

When he got to the classroom, he saw An Nuonuo lying on the table.

She didn't seem to react to Jiang Xu's arrival.

Jiang Xu shook her arm, "What's happening?"

An Nuonuo: "..."

No reaction.

Jiang Xu became instantly worried.

He lifted her head and saw that her face was bright red.

He felt her forehead.

Damn, she was hot!

"What's going on, are you running a fever? Hurry and come with me to the nurse's office."

"I... I'm not running a fever..." An Nuonuo weakly broke free from Jiang Xu.

Jiang Xu asked with confusion, "Then what's this about?"

An Nuonuo looked at him with grievance in her eyes, "I can't show my face anymore."

Jiang Xu: "???"

An Nuonuo: "Did you forget something? I'm following your Weibo..."

Saying this, she covered her face with her hands.

Feeling blue, and wanting to cry.

An Nuonuo had a habit of checking Jiang Xu's Weibo every morning.

This morning when she got up,

and saw the strange mini essay that Jiang Xu had written last night, she felt terrible.

It was so embarrassing.

She had been suddenly screwed over by life.

If she wasn't afraid of being late for school, she would have hated Jiang Xu...

Jiang Xu smacked his forehead.

He had forgotten about this.

He didn't expect that social death would come sooner than expected.

Of course, he meant An Nuonuo's social death, which had nothing to do with him.

Jiang Xu comforted her, "It doesn't matter, nobody knows your real identity.

Aside from Lin Nan, a few editors, and me, around a dozen miscellaneous people, that's all."

"Wuwuwu, stop talking," An Nuonuo let out a low whimper.

Right now, she had an urge to instantly flee this planet.

Jiang Xu started to laugh out loud.

Nuonuo in this state was equally adorable.

"Can... Can we delete that Weibo post?" An Nuonuo pleaded pitifully.

Jiang Xu was unwilling to do so of course.

It was a great way to tease An Nuonuo in the future.

If it were deleted, wouldn't there be less fun in the future?

So Jiang Xu said seriously, "What are you thinking? It has already been shared by tens of thousands. Everyone who should know, already knows.

Moreover, you don't want to take advantage of such a great promotional opportunity?"

With her mouth pouted and glittering teardrops in her clear, bright eyes, the young girl elicited a stirring in Jiang Xu.

He really wanted to make her cry.

In the end, An Nuonuo was left with no choice but to accept this outcome.

After school, Jiang Xu received a phone call from Chen Yue inviting him home for dinner and asking him to bring An Nuonuo along.

Jiang Xu was a bit puzzled, "What's going on? Why are you suddenly inviting me home for dinner?"

Chen Yue: "You'll understand once you get home. Don't worry, I won't hit you."

Jiang Xu: "..."

If she hadn't said anything, it would have been fine.

But because she said it so suddenly, Jiang Xu was feeling a bit worried.

He quickly reviewed everything he had done recently in his mind.

Had he done anything that could upset his parents?

Other than occasionally bullying An Nuonuo.

When he mentioned this to An Nuonuo,

An Nuonuo nodded, her ponytail bobbing up and down, "Okay, I need to go home to get some stuff, I'll come over later by myself."

The two parted ways at the crossroad.

When Jiang Xu got home, his dad was cooking in the kitchen, and his mom was watching TV in the living room.

Jiang Xu took a glance.

She was watching a replay of "Those Bygone Years."

Jiang Xu threw his school bag onto the table, "Mom, I'm home."

"Ah, my sweet baby is back."

Chen Yue immediately rose to her feet, walked to Jiang Xu, and asked in a caring tone, "Son, are you tired from school? I'll pour you some water."

Jiang Xu immediately stepped back, "Mom, did you do something wrong?

And you called me over for our last family meal?"

"You silly boy, what are you talking about?" Chen Yue gave him a light smack and said irritably, "Have you forgotten about today?"

"Today?" Jiang Xu was puzzled, "It's the fifth of December... Oh, it's my birthday today."

Jiang Xu suddenly remembered.

He actually didn't pay attention to it.

Like most boys, he didn't really care about his own birthday.

At six-thirty in the evening, An Nuonuo also arrived.

Jiang Shan brought the last dish out from the kitchen.

The meal was a feast.

Nine dishes and one soup.

An Nuonuo also brought a cake.

Chen Yue bent down to take out a box from her bag.

Handing it to Jiang Xu, she said, "Ah, in the blink of an eye, you are eighteen.

I still remember the scene when you were eight years old, smearing cow dung all over your body out of curiosity, and the beating you got when you got home..."

Jiang Xu frowned, "Mom, Nuonuo is here, save me some face."

An Nuonuo's eyes sparkled as she said to Chen Yue, "Auntie, can you tell me more about Jiang Xu's childhood later?"

Chen Yue laughed, "Of course, no problem."

Jiang Xu raised his hand, "I protest."

Wouldn't this harm his shining, upright image in An Nuonuo's heart?

Chen Yue and An Nuonuo spoke in unison, "Protest denied."

Jiang Xu looked at Jiang Shan, "Dad, look at them, both teaming up to bully me."

Jiang Shan laughed and said, "You're mistaken, I'm on their side too.

So, to be accurate, we three are bullying you."

Jiang Xu: "..."

He felt cold, his whole body felt cold.

He couldn't stay in this home for a second longer.

People are heartless.

Where is the justice?

However, as soon as An Nuonuo took out the birthday gift she had brought for Jiang Xu, he cracked a big smile.