I Become The Richest Man With A monthly Salary of Twenty Thousand Yuan-Chapter 778 - 525 Fate Plays with Man_2

Finally, no one knew who started it, but someone tagged Xiao Lingtong's Weibo account. In an instant, the entire platform was abuzz as everyone flocked to his page to leave comments.

Xiao Lingtong's profile picture was an avatar of Sun Wukong, and he only had a little over 300,000 followers. However, in just half an hour, his follower count skyrocketed to one million and was still increasing frantically.

「In a sanatorium abroad」

Xiao Lingtong finished a bowl of hot porridge served by his assistant, Xiao Yue, then lay back on his hospital bed to read a book. Meanwhile, Xiao Yue took out her phone as usual, opened Weibo, and prepared to post a status update. She had always managed Xiao Lingtong's Weibo account, but any messages she published were typically approved by Xiao Lingtong himself.

"Teacher, what should our update be for today?" Xiao Yue asked with a smile.

"Hmm, just post: 'Day fifty-five of missing my homeland.'" Xiao Lingtong said.

Xiao Yue nodded and glanced at his profile page. What she saw nearly made her throw her phone in shock.

This was insane. She remembered that just yesterday, they had exactly 325,000 followers. How had it suddenly jumped to over a million overnight? Could there be a glitch in Weibo's backend, or a bug? Or maybe some celebrity trying to inflate their own numbers accidentally sent a flood of "zombie" followers to Teacher's account?

"What's wrong, Xiao Yue? You look pale," Xiao Lingtong said with an unconcerned smile. "Did something happen online? Is someone insulting me again? It's alright, don't be so nervous. I'm used to it."

"N-no, it's not that. Your follower count has suddenly surged. I feel like something isn't right," Xiao Yue said, her voice trembling. Just now, when she refreshed the homepage, the number had jumped by another hundred thousand. It was simply terrifying!

"Oh? By how much? Look how shocked you are," Xiao Lingtong asked casually.

"Over eight hundred thousand... no, it's over nine hundred thousand now!" Xiao Yue replied quickly.

"What? Over nine hundred thousand! Holy shit!" Xiao Lingtong was so shocked he felt like he was having a heart attack. He took several deep breaths to calm himself before slowly asking, "Could this be a mistake?"

Xiao Yue understood what he meant and nodded. "I suspect it's a mistake, too. Should we report it? We can't let them ban your account! We've been managing it for years, and it took so long just to get over three hundred thousand followers."

Xiao Lingtong pondered for a moment. "Don't panic yet. Check the comments section. Are people leaving new messages? If it's the same as before, they're probably zombie followers. But if there are new comments, then something's really happening."

Xiao Yue nodded hurriedly and opened the comments, where she was instantly stunned. To her amazement, there were seventy or eighty thousand new comments. His account had been active for seven or eight years, and the total number of comments from all that time didn't even amount to a tenth of today's increase.

"There are over eighty thousand new comments! Oh my god, Teacher, you... you're going viral!" Xiao Yue exclaimed, thrilled.

"Holy shit," Xiao Lingtong's body twitched with excitement. "Quick, give me the phone!"

After getting the phone, he quickly put on his glasses and began reading carefully. Two minutes later, he had a rough idea of why his Weibo account had suddenly exploded in popularity.

It turned out that a little girl with cancer had donated her organs upon her deathbed. Her final wish was to meet Sun Wukong, and in the hearts of the people, the person who most resembled Sun Wukong was him. That was why everyone was flooding his Weibo page, leaving comments and begging him to fulfill the little girl's wish.

After reading for a while, Xiao Lingtong couldn't help but sigh. "Alas, if I were in good health, I'd book a flight back immediately to fulfill this little girl's wish without a second thought. But I've just had surgery, my mobility is limited, and I'm currently abroad. There's simply no way I can grant her wish."

He shook his head. "Alright, Xiao Yue, you'll post an update for me. Add a picture... no, better yet, just record a video. I'll explain everything."

Xiao Yue nodded quickly and helped Xiao Lingtong tidy his clothes and blankets. Once he was situated comfortably, she stood opposite him and started recording with her phone.

"Hello, everyone. I'm Xiao Lingtong. I'm so happy and excited to receive so much attention from all of you. I've learned about Lingling's wish, and I'm deeply moved. However, I truly regret that I cannot fly back to Qingyun City to meet her in person as Sun Wukong. I'm currently overseas and have just had surgery, so my mobility is limited. I am so very sorry."

Once the video was recorded, Xiao Yue uploaded it directly to Weibo. Countless netizens had been glued to his account, and the entire platform erupted the moment they saw the new post. But when they clicked on the video and saw its contents, a collective sigh went through the crowd. What a cruel twist of fate.

「In Qingyun Central Hospital」

Lingling's parents saw Xiao Lingtong's response and collapsed to the floor, looking as though they had been struck by lightning. The fragile spark of hope that had just been kindled was now completely extinguished.

"Darling, if this doesn't work out, let's try contacting other actors who've played Sun Wukong," Zhu Qing said hesitantly. "If one of them is willing to come, maybe we can still fulfill Lingling's wish."

Just then, Xue Mei rushed over, holding her phone excitedly. "Lingling's father, Lingling's mother, look! A celebrity has responded to us! His name is Zhou Xingxing; his portrayal of Sun Wukong was also deeply beloved. He said he's willing to come and fulfill Lingling's wish. What do you think?"

Just as Zhu Qing was about to nod, Ling Er interjected, "I have a suggestion. Why don't we ask him to get into costume as Sun Wukong and have a video call with Lingling first? If Lingling accepts his portrayal, then we can invite him over. Otherwise, it would be rash to have him come all this way. What if he's not the Sun Wukong she imagines? It would be a wasted trip for him."

Ling Er's suggestion immediately won everyone's approval. After getting Lingling's consent, they all gathered in the hospital room to wait. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

About ten minutes later, Zhou Xingxing was ready. The video call connected, and when everyone saw him dressed as Sun Wukong, they felt a sense of disorientation, as if time had flown backward twenty years to the days of *A Chinese Odyssey*.

Although Zhou Xingxing was older now, his acting was still incredible. Most of the people there, including Ling Er, were amazed by his performance as Sun Wukong.

Lying on her hospital bed, Lingling watched Zhou Xingxing's energetic performance on the screen and laughed heartily. Everyone thought he had passed her test.

But unexpectedly, a minute later, after the performance concluded, Lingling spoke with a smile. "Thank you for the performance, Uncle. Lingling is very happy she got to see your Sun Wukong. But... you aren't Sun Wukong."

Ling Er and the others were stunned and couldn't help but sigh. It seemed Zhou Xingxing's version was not the Sun Wukong that Lingling wanted to see.

"Dad, Mom, it's okay. I know you've all tried your best, and that makes me very happy," Lingling said quietly after the video call ended, looking at Ling Er with a faint smile. "I don't want everyone to waste their time on my account."

The more she acted like this, the more their hearts ached. This poor, sensible, polite, and kind child wanted to give everything she had to help others, even on the verge of death. Yet now, no one could fulfill this one simple wish for her.