The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul

[Jing Yu! Jing Yu is Jing Yu! I actually screamed out loud, my mom thought there was a burglar in the house!!!]

[Case closed! Thinking about it now, we've all witnessed their dog-food-worthy moments online, remember, folks?]

[Oh, I remember! The couple causing drama at the Summer Resort in Jiao City days ago, the pair admiring plum blossoms at the hot springs resort last year…]

[And, and! Outside the movie theater, the sharpshooter at the temple fair three years ago who wrecked everyone!]

[Back then, we all speculated wildly about who President Jing's girlfriend might be. Never in a million years did we think it'd be my dear uncle!]

[Looking back, it seems unexpected yet obvious? Someone did mention that their figure resembled Tang Shu's. Why didn't I believe it then…]

The internet went completely bonkers.

9 PM was just the beginning for night owl netizens. Thanks to social circles and various group chats, the news spread like wildfire across the online world, taking just a dozen or so minutes.

The precarious live-streaming room of "She Yu Yu" was instantly flooded not only with Tang Shu's devoted fans but also curious onlookers wanting to witness this internet-wide unmasking moment of a famous Weibo influencer.

By 9:30, the live-stream viewership jumped from 15 million straight to 20 million, overloading the servers until they completely crashed.

"Huh? Huh? Wait, I just joined..."

"What's going on? I just barely caught sight of my uncle, didn't even see the fiancé's face clearly. What the heck?!"

"Dammit, the live-stream crashed?"

"Wow, can't you guys keep it together? My uncle barely goes live, and your servers can't handle it?"

"Is this supposedly the 'best live-stream platform'? Who are you fooling?"

Long-time followers lamented their disappointments, marching in with excitement but storming out grumbling. The hapless back-end staff bore the brunt of it, utterly helpless.

"This isn't on us. We've upgraded the servers for 'She Yu Yu' multiple times already. What kind of otherworldly streamer crashes it before we can even react?"

"The viewership growth outpaced our processing speed. Blame us? Really?"

"What now?"

What else could they do? Fix it, of course. They'd finish when they finished!

On-call staff hastily summoned colleagues in the group chat, activating emergency protocols. Fingers flew across keyboards, leaving phantom blurs from their frantic typing as both their minds and mouths cursed continuously.

Yet no matter how pressed they or the netizens might be, the bomb-dropping instigator Jing Yu was utterly pleased.

"Shushu, this isn't on me. Since it's come to this, might as well wrap up early, right?"

"If it's not your fault, whose is it? What if Sister Luo makes me pay for this?"

"Let her settle it with me."

"..." Fine, your call, Mr. Bossy.

Tang Shu internally muttered her frustrations, shut down the live-stream, and immediately jumped onto "She Yu Yu's" Weibo homepage to announce the interruption, completing a string of rapid-fire tasks without any pause.

As for the constantly buzzing notification inbox… everyone knew what happened, so she simply ignored it. No way she could reply to them all anyway.

With a resigned "whatever happens, happens" attitude, Tang Shu tidied up her workspace, stood up, and walked out of the lab, dragging her newly revealed fiancé along with her for good measure.

By 11 PM that night, the names Tang Shu and "She Yu Yu" dominated the #1 Hot Search spot.

Unstoppable.

"Jing Yu" closely followed. The couple secured the top three positions across multiple major platforms, even invading discussions in finance and economics sections.

When Luo Lin received Shen Yan's call, she was uncharacteristically calm, pausing for a moment before responding, "Alright, got it," nearly shocking Shen Yan into dropping his phone.

"...Sister Luo? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. If I got mad every time this troublemaker caused a stir, I'd lose years off my life."

"Haha, you're surprisingly chill~"

"Of course. Leave it be; let her stir up trouble. If the sky comes crashing down, President Jing can hold it up."

Luo Lin had completely reconciled with the situation. This was bound to explode sooner or later, and now seemed as good a time as any. Tang Shu had been overshadowed by Feng Yan for months — maybe this was her big break.

Even in the worst-case scenario, Jing Yu was there. Anyone who said "leaning against a big tree for shade" wasn't practical clearly hadn't done so themselves.

"Go rest; stop worrying about it. There's no stopping the online frenzy."

"Alright, I'll listen to you."

Shen Yan had never heard such easy instructions before and found himself dubiously elated. The happiness hit too quickly, leaving him dazed and uncertain — "processing the gift, please wait~~~"

"Oh wait, send me her video."

"Got it, no problem at all!"

It hardly counted as effort. Nearly every short video platform was flooded with clips from the boss. Just resend one — simple.

Shen Yan ended the call and got to work right away, finishing his last task of the evening in under a minute, packing up his stuff while humming tunes as he happily clocked out.

Meanwhile, inside a sleekly furnished apartment in the capital, Luo Lin stared at the 30-second short video on her phone in silence.

"..."

Maybe it really wasn't the little troublemaker's fault?

Yet why did she feel strangely full…?

Everyone online admitted they felt the same, from Tang Shu's fans to "She Yu Yu's" followers, and even casual viewers. Seeing the stunningly photogenic couple left them all feeling overwhelmed by the sheer sugary sweetness in the air.

"I'm full. Truly."

"Romantic PDA like this at night? You guys really have no regard for human rights."

"I'm filing a complaint against this engaged couple. They've irreparably hurt me. I don't think I'll ever find my soulmate now..."

"How am I supposed to enjoy sweet romance after this? No one can compete with these two...~~~"

"Isn't that the truth? Jing Yu and Tang Shu singlehandedly raised the bar for unmarried couples to an absurd level."

Amidst the storm, the couple had already walked hand-in-hand out of the lab… only for Tang Shu to escort her fiancé out of the villa right afterward.

"Xiao Shu, don't just use me and toss me aside."

"Stop talking nonsense. When did I ever 'use' you?!"

"Well… how about using me now?"

"..."

Tang Shu shot him a glare, but poor Jing Yu quickly slapped on a serious face. He stepped forward, pulled her into his arms, and smoothly dropped a kiss onto her smooth, shining forehead.

"Okay, I admit I did it on purpose."

"Satisfied now?"

"Very satisfied. Though if you graduate sooner, I'd be even happier."

"That's never happening. For a medical student, undergraduate studies are merely the beginning."

Tang Shu chuckled lightly and pushed him forward. Jing Yu narrowed his eyes, staring at her for a moment, as something inexplicable flickered in his dark gaze.

"Get some rest; don't stay up late. You've got exams coming up in a few days."

"Got it."

Tang Shu felt a brief chill but chalked it up to imagination upon reflecting more deeply.