If the boss planned something again, this would be her chance.

It wasn’t just them. In a dormitory at the Extreme Bar, the girls who had gotten off work very late the previous night were groggily shaken awake by their already-awake roommates when the news broke.

At first, having their sleep disturbed, they were quite annoyed. But when they heard the reason, they were instantly wide awake and excited.

"What? Second-Life Star is recruiting us?"

"For real?"

"Then what are you waiting for? Let’s get our makeup on!"

"..."

The whole reason they were sticking around at the Extreme Bar was for a shot at getting into Second-Life Star. This was their chance! They all scrambled to do their makeup and then rushed over to Second-Life Star.

Meanwhile, online, Yinyin’s "Train Opening" video blew up just as predicted. The rate at which its stats climbed was terrifyingly fast.

Anyone who saw Yinyin’s video was at a loss for words. In any case, all the lechers instantly followed, liked, and commented—the whole combo.

Seriously, the girl’s simple movements perfectly showcased the wonders of the Big Pendulum. The rhythmic motion was mesmerizing, making it impossible to look away.

What stunned everyone most, however, was the video’s growth rate. It seemed to be climbing even faster than Taikong Sen’s video had in the same timeframe.

This growth rate, coupled with the video’s title—"My boss said to post a ’Train Opening’ to say hi to you all"—no longer felt arrogant. It felt domineering.

Because she had proven she had the skills to back it up.

Naturally, Taikong Sen was already well aware of the situation with Yinyin’s "Train Opening" video. In fact, upon seeing its terrifying growth trend, he had already sent people to analyze the data.

A moment later, his assistant rushed in to report, "Brother Sen, the analysis is in. The growth rate for the ’Train Opening’ video has increased again. It’s now projected to surpass your video’s final numbers."

"How is that possible?" Taikong Sen’s expression soured upon hearing the news.

He had bet that Chen Jincheng couldn’t possibly keep milking Yinyin’s Big Pendulum to create another viral video. And yet, Chen Jincheng had done just that, using the very same Big Pendulum to film this "Train Opening" video.

’Fuck, this is just ridiculous!’

’Is that Chen Jincheng guy a total pervert?’

’Is he ever going to get tired of playing with Yinyin’s Big Pendulum?’

The crucial thing was, this time he’d had a major dance influencer rally their fans to support him. It was basically him, the top dog of the dance genre, leading his faction against Chen Jincheng. He wanted to humiliate the guy and prove his own superior worth. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

But now, it looked like his attempt to slap someone in the face was going to end with him being the one who got screwed.

The assistant frowned. "Based on the analysis of the video’s growth rate, that’s exactly what’s happening. Their numbers are just... insane. We have to do something."

"Damn it. Then my only choice is to ask Master Pig for help," Taikong Sen said, gritting his teeth. He then pulled out his phone, found a number, and dialed.

After going to all this trouble, he couldn’t stand the thought of losing to Chen Jincheng. That would be too great a failure, and it would definitely damage his reputation and fame.

However, he still had one last ace up his sleeve.

’Compared to Master Pig, Chen Jincheng is nothing.’

As long as Master Pig gave him a shout-out, and he continued to pour money into Dou+, he could boost his video’s potential by at least another million likes.

Theoretically, his video could then reach over five million likes.

Their video probably couldn’t break that number. And even if it did, as long as he didn’t lose by too much, he could always claim they only won by relying on suggestive content, which barely even counts as dancing.

A moment later, the call connected. Taikong Sen immediately spoke into the phone, "Master Pig..."