A large crowd of people sitting together was hard to miss.
This was especially true since the group was mostly composed of handsome men, several of whom were even rivals from the competition circuit who weren't on the best of terms.
After glancing at the day's lunch specials, Jiang Qiuqiu ordered some cucumber and corn and started eating from her tray.
The moment she ordered, the circle of people around her went to get the exact same meal.
"Ah! Today's the day we get to have the same thing as Juju!"
"It's clearly the same cucumber and rice, but looking at Juju's, then at mine, it suddenly seems so much tastier!"
Everyone seemed to be feeling the simple, giddy joy of getting the same thing as their goddess.
Jiang Qiuqiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry at this fan-like behavior. She said, "You should all eat what you like; you don't need to get the same thing as me. Also, please just call me Qiuqiu at school. Juju is my name for the food livestreams."
