Chapter 173 - Chapter 173: Chapter 173: An Absurdly Big Bed (1/2)
Chapter 173: Chapter 173: An Absurdly Big Bed
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Since the incident had already taken place, Xiang Kun didn’t bother dwelling on it any longer. After having You’s grandnephew’s friend delete the video from Bilibili, he decided not to take any further action for the time being.
As for having someone track down and delete all related parody videos or re-edits shared on various platforms, he didn’t give it a single thought since it wouldn’t make any significant difference.
If he were to widely distribute cease and desist letters, he would only draw more media attention.
While he watched the video, Xiang Kun compared the details in the footage with his memories of the event, confirming he had not exhibited any overly abnormal abilities. Generally speaking, his portrayal in the video – being good-looking yet somewhat oblivious, casually suave with a hint of goofiness – there was negligible chance anyone would deduce from this video alone that he was a vampire.
Xiang Kun did entertain the idea briefly. Should he seize this opportunity and treat the video as the first promotional clip for the “Youlong Restaurant”?
However, he quickly dismissed this idea. Although he had not demonstrated any extraordinary abilities in the footage, he was not suited to be in the public eye. If he ever accidentally became an internet celebrity, he would be easily recognized on the street, which would be quite inconvenient. Besides, it wasn’t fitting for him to be intertwined with “Youlong Restaurant.”
Furthermore, the video showcased his preparation of bamboo-rat meat, not his specialty – rabbit meat. Anyone knowledgeable in cookery would have noticed that the bamboo rat dish he prepared was, in fact, a failure. This fails to serve as advertisement for the dish itself, and his rise to popularity wouldn’t mean anything.
For now, the only thing he could do was to allow it to fade into obscurity, hoping netizens would soon forget about it.
As for his publicity plan for “Youlong Restaurant,” Xiang Kun believed there wouldn’t be any effect for the time being. No one had yet identified where the video was filmed, and he never specified the location. The video had a very generalized discussion about the direction of the cooking show. The character settings, shooting scripts, and three-step publicity they later shared individually with Mr. and Mrs. You Meng were not included in the video.
So, whatever they had to do next would remain the same. As for the videos related to Xiang Kun, they would just wait for their popularity to decrease on its own.
After chatting and explaining the situation with the video in their group conversation, he bid goodbye to everyone and left Xia Libing’s house.
Once he got home, he was naturally met with a long-winded sermon from his mother. However, after having the breakfast that he had spent a lot of time preparing from four a.m., his mum was suddenly in great spirits again. She believed that with his cooking skills and hard-working attitude, it shouldn’t be too difficult for her son to find a girlfriend…
After spending a few more hours preparing lunch, Xiang Kun bid his parents farewell and headed to the high-speed rail station, leaving Citong City.
Before leaving, Xiang Kun left the “Memorial on the Subject of Stepping Down from Official Duty” for his father to “look into” when he had time.
Although his father had never practiced calligraphy himself, he was pretty good at telling good from the bad. At least, he wouldn’t mistake “guests are as
at home” for “the treasure of women” or “diligence can make up for deficiencies” for “Du Fu can act.”
After reading the “Memorial on the Subject of Stepping Down from Official Duty” that Xiang Kun wrote on practice rice paper, his father’s comment was, “Not bad, somewhat improved.” His father had seen him start learning calligraphy and always knew his son’s rough skill level and thought this piece showed improvement from before.
Before heading to the station, Xiang Kun specifically visited the hospital where Xia Libing worked. He found her and handed her a piece of calligraphy he wrote the night he returned to Citong, aside from the “Memorial on the Subject of Stepping Down from Official Duty.”
Standing at the doorway of the hospital, Xia Libing was rather puzzled as she looked at the practice rice paper rolled into a scroll that Xiang Kun handed to her.
He had written out the lyrics from Mao Buyi’s song “People Like Me,” which totaled 301 characters. He took about two hours to finish.
He wrote three pieces that night and kept two for his father and Xia Libing, to see if they would create a similar resonance and relationship to the woodcarving.
Of course, even if these writings could establish a connection, it would have to wait until after he drank blood this time.