The next day, the snow stopped.
Since Jiang Qiuqiu had gone to bed early, she woke up early too. The first thing she did after getting up was log into her fan circle.
Yesterday, her food showcase had been stocked with dozens of different dishes, nearly five hundred plates in total. It was the most items she'd ever had available since the showcase first opened.
She wanted to read everyone's comments.
She navigated to the circle with practiced ease. The highlighted posts were, as always, the weird ones—
—[How to Have Juju's Food Every Single Day (For a Little While)]
—[? Teach me, quick!]
—[Should we find a burlap sack and kidnap Juju? Then we can put her on a pedestal and make her cook for us?]
—[The user above is insane. You dare to even suggest that? Believe it or not, the whales/Million Sister will hire people to level your house! They'll have your head!]
—[Juju is for sharing! No one can have her all to themselves!!!!]
—[Juju belongs to everyone!]
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