At the Pear Garden, I Say I Love You, by Li Qimeng

1 梨 Li Meng: from the Corner of the Live Broadcast Room to a Million Sparks Xia YoufaModern Romance272k WordsCompleted 229Reads—Score—Shelves

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And "Controversial Points." Her eyelids were so heavy that they were about to stick together. She pinched the tiger's mouth hard, and the barrage scrolling on the screen was like an endless string of passwords. Late at night on the third day, she had just turned off the annotation software, and Aze opened the door and came in, bringing a smell of cigarette smoke and a hoarse voice like a late-night radio station: "Hey, are you still busy? Help me export the game account data and send it to the business, I will use it tomorrow morning." A stack of handwritten account passwords were slapped on the table, and the ink was a little blurred. Li Qimeng looked at the messy handwriting, then looked at the unsaved annotation file on the screen, and finally just nodded silently. At two o'clock in the morning, she finally sent the organized data and annotation files to the corresponding work groups. The office building was so quiet that you could hear the sound of electricity. She shuffled toward the elevator, but heard muffled conversations at the stairwell door. "... That girl Mengmeng is willing to endure hardship." It was Boya's voice. "What's the point of being willing to endure hardship?" Mr. Qiong's voice lost the sweetness of the live broadcast and revealed a bit of tired indifference. "The camera sense is innate. She is too 'real' and can't 'act'. If I hadn't been really uncomfortable last time, she wouldn't have been able to temporarily take over for a few minutes." "But her data that time was really good, and the audience feedback was also good." "It's just accidental. Look at her, she usually works hard and doesn't even say a few words. What this industry wants is someone who can "make things happen."" Footsteps sounded and the conversation gradually faded away. Li Qimeng stood in the shadows, picking at the strap of his backpack with his fingertips. The voice-activated light in the stairwell went out, and darkness engulfed her. The tabletops she carefully wiped clean, the milk tea she bought from all over the floor, the notes written frame by frame late at night... Were like pebbles dropped into a deep pool, without even a ripple being seen. What she thinks is "real" is just "boring" and "wonderful" in the eyes of others. The next day, an emergency meeting notice exploded in the work group. It turned out that three days ago, during a live broadcast of a daily necessities department store, Brother Abu accidentally showed off a glass with extremely subtle star-shaped dark patterns on the bottom that could not be noticed without looking carefully. Someone asked about it in the live broadcast room, and Brother Abu casually replied, "It may be a defect in the workmanship, and it does not affect the use." Unexpectedly, a few days later, this cup was posted by a niche artist on a social platform due to its unique "star mark" design, claiming that it was a surprise Easter egg hidden by the designer. It instantly triggered a craze among niche circles. The original link inventory was empty in seconds, and the brand was caught off guard. The atmosphere in the conference room was solemn. The brand representative is a young man wearing thin-rimmed glasses who speaks quickly: "Now the popularity is there, but our inventory is tight and the production line can't keep up. More importantly, we need a reasonable explanation to round up the term 'workmanship defect' and transform it into a brand story." The anchors looked at each other in confusion. Mr. Qiong tapped his fingertips on the table: "I really didn't pay attention at the time. It was too small." Brother Abu scratched his head: "I just said it casually... Who would have thought that it was a design?" Boya frowned and glanced at everyone, finally landing on Li Qimeng in the corner holding the meeting minutes. "Mengmeng," she suddenly said, "you were watching the barrage and recording in the background. Did you notice the discussion about the cup? Any detail will do." Everyone's eyes focused instantly. Li Qimeng tightened the pen in his hand and thought back quickly in his mind. She did make detailed notes on that live broadcast. Because the traffic fluctuated greatly at that time, she watched the replay several times. "Yes." Her voice was not loud but clear. She opened the notebook she carried with her, and it was densely packed with shorthand symbols that she could only fully understand. "The live broadcast started at 8:47 on Tuesday night, and the cup appeared at 9:12. The first time someone asked about the pattern on the bottom of the cup was at 9:15, and the original comment of the barrage was, 'There seems to be something at the bottom of the cup?'. After Mr. Abo answered, between 9:16 and 9:20, there were a total of 7 barrages mentioning 'stars', 'traces', and ' "Quite special" and other keywords, but they were all quickly brushed away. When I marked them, I felt that the tone of these comments was more curious than questioning, so they were classified as "neutral observation."" She paused and added, "Furthermore, the playback showed that the light angle in the live broadcast room just reflected the light, making it more obvious than usual." The conference room was quiet for a few seconds. The brand representative pushed up his glasses: "Can you show me your records?" Li Qimeng handed over the notebook. The other party flipped through it quickly. Next to the symbols that only she could understand, there were sticky notes of different colors, marking the time points, changes in the direction of the barrage, and even the switching points of the background music in the live broadcast room at that time. "Very... Detailed." The brand representative raised his head and his eyes changed. "So, from the beginning, someone in the audience noticed and expressed interest. It was not all negative understanding?" "You can say that. Moreover, the 'neutral observation' barrage often represents potential curiosity and is the starting point for topic fermentation." Li Qimeng considered the words. This was a pattern she had figured out after watching countless hours of replays. Boya's eyes lit up: "What if we packaged this incident as - the brand deliberately buried the 'Lucky Star Mark' easter egg in some products, waiting for attentive consumers

6 不 No More Slacking: The Prince’s Favorite Concubine’s Daily Grind Four Crescent MoonsAncient Romance1.0M WordsCompleted 50.7kReads9.4Score7.1kShelves

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As the king of scrolls in the 21st century, Shen Wei did not want to be a salted fish at the mercy of others in ancient times. She wants to roll, she wants to fight! If you can't roll to death, roll to death! In ancient society, imperial power was supreme—she was now the humblest maid and the lowest existence in the palace. If you are lucky, you will marry a groom and concierge, and the children you have will continue to be maids and slaves. If you are unlucky, one day your master will directly kill you, and there will be no one to collect the corpses in the wilderness.

7 癫 Mad, All of You, Mad. Being a Little Mad Is Good! Little SaltModern Romance1.3M WordsCompleted 404.7kReads9.8Score53.4kShelves

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She casually tied her tail into a ponytail, but paired it with a characteristic straw hat full of local style. The makeup on her face is exquisite: a touch of green eye shadow, wavy lines at the end of her eyes, M-shaped red lips that are plump and bright, and the foundation is specially chosen several shades darker for a healthy complexion. Isn't this pretty? Couldn't anyone see that today she is wearing a summer black-skinned hottie style? Until that familiar voice sounded——The scene suddenly became quiet. Even the barrage in the live broadcast room instantly understood something.

8 小 The Tiny Boss Is Everyone's Favorite, and She Coddles Her Scumbag Dad Like He's Her Placenta Hu YuModern Romance1.1M WordsCompleted 162.9kReads9.6Score17.5kShelves

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The plot is novel, unique settings are integrated into the story, and it is highly readable. The characters are vivid, and the emotional portrayal is delicate and can arouse resonance. The author has good writing skills and is a book worth reading.

12 全 My Whole Family Hears My Thoughts, While I Just Focus on Drinking Milk Xia ShengshengAncient Romance2.1M WordsCompleted 28.6kReads5.8Score4.2kShelves

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[My dearest mother, I can still be saved. You are about to cover me to death...] Lu Chaochao was only one step away from being carried out of the delivery room.

13 我 I’m Just a Concubine, So Why Is Everyone Clinging to Me? Lin WanziAncient Romance1.4M WordsCompleted 52.2kReads9.4Score6.1kShelves

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# Have fun in the workplace, promotion and salary increase are just around the corner. Although the profession of concubine basically has no status and no human rights, it is also high-risk. Either she will be punished by the mistress, die in a house fight or even be given away. However, as long as you can survive and be a concubine in the Hou Mansion, the career salary, benefits and career prospects are not bad.

14 天 The Hidden Secrets of the World Little Nine DiscipleUrban2.8M WordsCompleted 149kReads9.4Score24.3kShelves

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At the beginning, I thought it was an old routine of Xisi's revenge against heaven, but as I read on, it felt more and more exciting, no worse than the middle game of the Antique Game. The author has a very rich knowledge reserve about history and antiques! There are countless allusions and allusions at your fingertips.

15 宫 Handbook for Promotion of Palace Maid: King Juan Went Crazy in the Harem Chen Chang Was SpeechlessAncient Romance14k WordsCompleted 1Reads9.1Score—Shelves

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The goal is clear: save your life, rise to the top, and be the master