Elf: I'm Just a Little Blogger

Lin Bei, 22 years old, Elf self-media blogger. Although he is said to be a blogger, he is actually just a social media blogger. He doesn't have as many fans as the guy who roasts sweet potatoes downstairs. The initial elf was an Eevee, but unfortunately Eevee thought he was poor and rolled his eyes at him every day. His dream is very simple - to have enough food, to have enough food, and to lie flat. Until one day, Uncle Chen, who was selling roasted sweet potatoes, stopped him: "Boy, you're the empath." "What? Can you gain fans?" "... Can't." "That's not interesting." However, fate never cares whether you are interested or not. I was dragged into the competition for no apparent reason, I won for no apparent reason, I became popular for no apparent reason, and I was targeted for no apparent reason. Later he found out—— The female researcher who always competes with him for the last box of strawberry milk is the sympathetic one. The man who sells roasted sweet potatoes at the gate of the community is a retired gym leader. The Sashuang sister who chased him and called him "little junior brother" was a legendary trainer. And he, Lin Bei, a blogger who just wanted to be a salted fish, was pushed to the road of championship. What's even more outrageous is—— He really won a championship. What's even more outrageous is—— After winning the championship, you still have to save the world. Lin Bei: "I just want to ask, is it too late to resign?" Ibrahimovic rolled his eyes and slapped his face with his tail. ——It's too late.