Chapter 56: Young People Should Practice Restraint

After a bout of horsing around, they immediately began discussing serious matters.

Xia Yu suggested, "Song Mo, I think since you want to switch tracks for your development, it would be better to position yourself as something more unique and iconic."

"So, my suggestion is to create a brand-new account."

"And with this brand-new account, you can adopt a completely new approach."

Before Song Mo could speak, Xia Rou, the curious one, was the first to ask with curiosity.

"A completely new approach? What kind of approach?"

Xia Yu rolled her eyes.

She ignored her own sister.

Instead, she continued to Song Mo, "To avoid conflicting with your Piano persona, and to create a sense of mystery and the unknown, you should hide your identity on the internet."

"At the same time, it's also to prevent being categorized as a looks-based streamer."

"Cover up your face, so that everyone's focus isn't on your looks, but shifts to your kung fu and physical strength."

"Take your kung fu to the extreme, strip away the superfluous and keep to the essentials! Every shot and every frame must, in its plain simplicity, bring out your true kung fu."

"Only this way can you break through the internet's limits."

"Become a cross-era, phenomenon-level existence."

As Xia Yu spoke, she was even a little worked up.

It was as if she could already see Song Mo's successful future.

Xia Rou exclaimed in surprise:

"No way! Sis, you actually believe what Song Mo said before!"

"He said he was going to surpass Li Xiaolong!"

Song Mo: "……"

That move earns Xia Yu a perfect ten.

Dock Xia Rou's pay!

Xia Yu suddenly came to her senses. She didn't know when it had started, but ever since her sister introduced her to Song Mo, and after a series of events,

she had developed a kind of inexplicable confidence in him.

As if he were the embodiment of miracles itself.

And every time Song Mo was about to do something, he had never failed. He always waited until he had absolute certainty before doing it, before telling anyone what he was working on.

But after hearing Xia Rou's reminder, she still felt she had been a bit too presumptuous.

Xia Yu gave an awkward smile.

"Hh, of course, this is on the premise that you have absolute strength."

"But Song Mo, since you can lift me and my sister effortlessly with one hand, even up past shoulder height, I suppose you do have some real strength, right?"

"It's fine, take it slow. As long as the operation is handled well, there's a chance it'll blow up overseas too."

Song Mo smiled without a word.

With one hand, he gave Xia Yu a thumbs-up.

Praising her, "Ambitious!"

But with the other hand, he flicked Xia Rou on the forehead.

Pretending to be angry, he said, "Xia Rou, I remember who it was that said she'd be my lifelong die-hard fan? Your faith is crumbling a little too fast!"

Xia Rou immediately declared her loyalty.

"Reporting, Boss!"

"Xia Rou believes you will definitely succeed!"

"In the future, you'll not only be the most handsome Martial Dao practitioner in the world, but also the strongest Martial Dao practitioner in the world!"

Song Mo invited, "Are you free today?"

"How about we go to my place first and try it out—film a video or take some photos and post them online?"

"Let's create accounts on Douyin and Twitter!"

"I thought about it. I was always torn about how to operate on foreign platforms, but actually we're just the providers of content; the netizens are the audience who comment."

"My account only needs to keep posting high-quality videos, that's enough."

"There's no need for any other guidance; at most, buy some traffic in the early stage to get things going."

"This is my principle, and my respect for the fans."

Xia Rou panicked.

"Nooo!"

"Boss, if you arrange it this way, then what's the point of my existence? From now on, won't I just have to watch you and my sister being all lovey-dovey, helpless and heartbroken?"

Song Mo was covered in black lines.

"What nonsense are you spouting?"

"You're still the one managing the account. Letting it run free doesn't mean not managing it at all."

"And can't you help your sister with the editing?"

Xia Rou's pitiful expression vanished.

She nodded thoughtfully.

"That's true, I suppose."

Song Mo held his head and sighed:

"Let's go, to my place."

……

Arriving at the Song Family.

To prevent his identity from being exposed,

he had deliberately put on a loose training outfit, and somehow dug out a Sun Wukong mask, wrapping himself up tightly from head to toe.

Once again, it was in the enclosed Lianwuchang.

There was no way at all to tell Song Mo's true identity.

Then, Song Mo began to undress.

Xia Yu:!

Xia Rou:!

Both of them were dumbfounded.

"Hey! Song Mo, what are you doing!"

Xia Yu said in a panic.

Could it be that his beastly nature had flared up, and he was about to ruin a virtuous woman?

Song Mo explained: "Filming muscles, of course. Wearing a baggy training outfit, how could anyone tell I'm an absolute hunk?"

"Then why did you put it on just to start taking it off?"

Xia Rou was puzzled.

"If you're going to take it off, why not just take it off from the start?"

"What I want is the contrast."

Xia Yu understood.

If you walk out already a muscle man, how could that compare to the impact of looking like a frail, tall, jade-like perfect gentleman while dressed, and then revealing a powerfully built, massive— uh, guy once the clothes come off?

But Song Mo looked like…

Even if he took his clothes off, could he possibly produce a Shiwazhige?

But the very next instant,

she was proven wrong.

Xia Yu felt as if she had been transported back to her childhood, that feeling of craving that wells up from the heart when you haven't seen the world, when you see KFC and McDonald's for the first time, and see all those things inside that look delicious.

She really was drooling!

It wasn't that rough, stiff, bulky kind of knotted muscle.

It genuinely had the feel of a work of art.

Like muscle lines carved from the most perfect marble, a streamlined beauty…

Xia Yu was still swallowing her saliva, and her hopeless younger sister had long since surrendered!

Xia Rou's gaze was blank; she didn't even remember whether she'd swallowed, and paid no attention at all to her body's instinctive reaction.

She just felt as if her eyes were about to be blinded.

"Sis, this life was worth it…"

These utterly hopeless words so infuriated Xia Yu standing beside her that she slapped Xia Rou on the back of the head and scolded angrily:

"Look at you, you useless thing!"

"Isn't sis recording a video?"

"When we get back, I'll send it to you!"

"Use it however you want! Just be moderate!"

"Hehe, thanks sis…"

Song Mo overheard the two sisters' exchange.

The corner of his mouth, which had been posing and showing off his muscles, couldn't help but twitch.

After finally finishing his poses,

he said with a dark expression:

"You two are really too much."

"I'm clearly the man here, but you two 'talent sisters' have somehow given me the strange feeling of being coveted."

After getting familiar with each other,

Song Mo knew that Xia Yu and Xia Rou seemed proper on the surface, but in fact often teamed up to joke around.

They even made suggestive jokes…

(End of chapter)