Chapter 1093 - 1101 Little Fairy
Coco Edwards shoved her mobile phone into Jane Sampson’s hands. "Quick, take a look, the comments from your fans are so cute!"
"Cute?" Jane Sampson was moved by Coco’s word and shot her a suspicious glance before taking Coco’s mobile phone.
The program crew’s official twitter could practically refresh countless new comments every second.
Just one night and the following morning, the program crew’s tweet had an astonishingly high number of retweets—over three hundred thousand.
But what really shocked Jane was the overwhelming engagement with the "Monkey King of Sampton" hashtag.
Netizen: When I watched little Jane climb the tree, the word "monkey" suddenly popped into my mind. Hahaha, seeing the ’Monkey King of Sampton,’ I felt relieved, it seems I’m not the only one who thinks so.
Netizen: The nickname ’Monkey King of Sampton’ suits little Jane down to the ground, as if it were custom-made for her.
Netizen: She must have climbed a lot of trees as a child, I wonder how many forests she’s conquered to have this skill now.
Netizen: I could feel the crumbling expressions of Mair Williams and Hibiscus Wood underneath the tree, hahaha—heartbroken for them for one second, then another like for our house’s little Jane.
Netizen: Okay, that’s really impressive, to climb a tree without any regard for her image during the recording of such an important show—this has shown me little Jane’s monkey traits all over again.
Netizen: Which family’s tree climbing is the strongest? Get to know the Monkey King of the Sampton Family.
Netizen: My mother asked me why I’m kneeling and playing with my mobile phone, because I am paying respects to our home’s great king.
Netizen: Am I the only one who’s noticed the Monkey King of Sampton’s pockets are full of food? Hahaha, she’s going to eat all the fruit on that tree! Mom, I can’t stop laughing!
Netizen: This is making me hungry, but where am I supposed to find peaches to eat this season?
Netizen: The Monkey King of Sampton also has a foodie trait, plus a brainwashing add-on—she sat in the tree munching away and made everyone below crave what she was eating.
Netizen: That straight men photographer little brother is so cute! The way he looked at Helen Watson’s scarf around her neck—oh, it’s just too funny!
Netizen: So the Monkey King of Sampton has been eating all day long! 666, how is she still so slim? Give me your secret!
Having seen enough, Jane handed Coco’s mobile phone back to her and then pulled out her own to check twitter, posting a tweet herself. Monkey King of Sampton? What the hell?
I’m clearly a little fairy!
Little fairy!
Little fairy!
Say it three times because it’s important.
That nickname Monkey King of Sampton—anyone who wants it can have it! I’m absolutely not admitting to it!
Who isn’t a little fairy, anyway?
Who wants to be the Monkey King of Sampton?
Firm rejection!
[Stay strong] [Stay Strong] [Stay Strong]
—Jane Sampson.
This tweet had barely gone live when Jane Sampson’s fans were once again rolling on the floor laughing.
It didn’t take long for the comments to start flooding in, one after another and each more aggravating than the last.
Netizen: Right, right, you’re amazing at climbing trees, whatever you say goes.
Netizen: No one can catch you, so naturally whatever you say, it is.
Netizen: Fairy, fairy, just a fairy born in the year of the monkey.
Netizen: Exactly, exactly! No one said that climbing trees like a monkey meant Monkey King of Sampton couldn’t also moonlight as a little fairy.
Netizen: Right, right, you’re a little fairy, who dares to say otherwise—I’ll get mad with them! My home’s little fairy just loves peaches like a monkey, right, just that!
Reading these comments, Jane almost died of exasperation.
End of Chapter
