Chapter Fifty-Seven: Drawing Envy

Perhaps because a week had passed, the swarm of online users drawn in by earlier controversies had already dispersed. The comments beneath this video were fewer, and the discordant voices had diminished as well. Nearly all were her fans, leaving messages of encouragement, lavishly expressing their affection and praise.

Such words of comfort and admiration were surely welcomed by Little Lamb; she was evidently in good spirits. Contrary to her previous habit of staying absent from the comment section, she replied to many fans with hearts or bashful emojis.

One comment noted that the user had discovered Little Lamb was actually a member of a certain club, having seen her at an offline cosplay event. He remarked she was even more beautiful in person, exuding the aura of a goddess.

Little Lamb responded with a sweet smile emoji, tacitly acknowledging the claim.

Had things ended there, Little Lamb would have successfully weathered the storm of online opinion, emerging unscathed and able to continue as the clever, beautiful, and kind-hearted goddess her fans adored. Unfortunately, in her next video, she stirred up trouble again.

Perhaps buoyed by the positive response to her last trial—there were fewer trolls and quarrels—Little Lamb felt more confident. That very evening, she released another video with unprecedented speed.

However, this was not simply a display of her sewing skills; it was a covert advertisement embedded in daily content, promoting a product Ning Shuyi recognized—a face mask.

The reason even Ning Shuyi, who could go months without remembering to use a face mask, knew of this product was not due to its fame, but because it had previously sparked controversy over causing severe skin issues.

Little Lamb, however, chose to promote this very product, earnestly declaring in her video that the secret to her flawless makeup at every event was the use of this face mask beforehand to improve her skin.

One could see she was thoroughly committed to her advertisement, extolling the product with great conviction. To convince her fans, she even applied the mask on camera.

Yet, her zealous promotion had the opposite effect.

In the comments, “victims” who had suffered skin issues from the mask accused her of chasing dirty money. Some sharp-eyed viewers noticed the mask she applied in the video did not match the shape and texture of the one she was promoting, and that there was an edit between the moment she removed the mask from the package and when she placed it on her face.

More and more people began to comment, calling her a hypocrite. They claimed she knew the mask was problematic, dared not use it herself, and had swapped products on camera to deceive and harm others for profit.

Ning Shuyi scrolled further and again saw the name of that club in the comments.

One user said they had seen someone mention Little Lamb was a club member in the previous video, so out of curiosity, they researched further. They discovered a treasure of a young lady in the club, whose costumes and props were exquisitely made, clearly the result of significant investment.

More importantly, this young lady was low-key. She had an account on a certain platform, but never posted advertisements, only sharing event videos and beautiful photos, radiating an aura of joy and light.

The user asked if this exquisitely dressed lady was the “cash player” Little Lamb had implicitly targeted before. If so, he felt Little Lamb was unreasonable, as the young lady was modest, never flaunted her wealth, simply enjoyed herself, and had no intent of showing off. If anyone regarded that as flaunting, she was truly wronged.

This comment piqued many people’s curiosity. Some wanted to search for the “rich and beautiful young lady’s” account, urging the user to share the treasure’s nickname.

Others suggested the conversation should not continue here, since Little Lamb had clearly been jealous and derogatory about the “rich and beautiful young lady” previously. If they kept discussing it, wouldn’t they be stirring up resentment against her?

Ironically, such warnings only fueled more curiosity. Many demanded directions in the comments, and the user finally obliged, revealing the “treasure’s” nickname on that platform.

The “treasure young lady” turned out precisely as Ning Shuyi had suspected—it was Wang Yuluo.

As more curious viewers gathered under Little Lamb’s promotional video, some mischievous onlookers commented that after seeing the treasure young lady, it was clear that the “cash player” Little Lamb had previously mocked was indeed her.

But the young lady spent her own money, didn’t bother anyone, posted beautiful photos, and brought joy to viewers. Her life was tranquil and lovely. There was no reason for such targeted criticism.

In contrast, Little Lamb spoke constantly of passion, yet acted with petty jealousy and sarcasm while accepting dubious advertisements and dirty money. The comparison was stark.

These comments seemed to strike a nerve with Little Lamb. She abandoned her previous restraint and began to argue fiercely with those holding such views in the comment section.

Her direct engagement sparked even more attention.

Yet, for most people, the issue was not personal; they were mere spectators. However, the problematic mask she promoted, the suspicious edits, and the apparent product switch made many viewers intolerant of false advertising.

Little Lamb’s vehement reactions only alienated more people. Some who previously had no opinion on “cash players” or those driven by passion joined the fray.

This time, though the situation devolved into a one-sided barrage against Little Lamb, she did not shrink away or stop updating her content as before. Instead, out of sheer stubbornness, she began posting new works one after another in the following days—both glamorous photos of herself and more advertisements.

Moreover, her captions took on a sarcastic tone, declaring that the sharp words of others could not slow her progress. She would continue to show her best self, work hard, earn money, and let the haters be consumed by their own bitterness.