"Must be loaded."

The four stepped onto Pinghe Bridge. Leng Shuang glanced back at the mesmerizing blue luxury car, a faint trace of envy in his eyes.

"Hehehe~ Even *our* campus beauty Leng Shuang envies the rich? Tsk tsk tsk—your eyes are practically sparkling~" Yu Mo, walking ahead, shot a mischievous grin over his shoulder.

"Sparkling? Exaggerate much? I just admire their wealth," Leng Shuang said, tapping Yu Mo lightly on the head.

"With looks and figure like yours, Leng Shuang, snagging a wealthy girlfriend would be effortless. Marry one, and cars like that? Yours for the taking. Hahaha!"

"Yeah! Marry rich, then give us a ride sometime. I’ve never even *touched* a luxury car~"

The two boys beside them covered their mouths, teasing.

"Pity Leng Shuang’s already with Lin Mo."

Yu Mo muttered ahead, lips twitching.

"Right… almost forgot. Leng Shuang’s taken. What a shame~"

The boys sighed—not just for missing a ride, but for the campus beauty of Yinghua No.1 High School walking beside Lin Mo. Flawless looks, perfect figure… Lin Mo was kind and solid, sure, but in their eyes? Still not worthy.

"Oho~ Here we go again. Guess who’s getting approached this time?" Yu Mo nodded toward a girl walking their way, a knowing smirk on his face.

"Leng Shuang. Who else?"

They chuckled in sync.

Sure enough, the girl’s gaze locked solely on Leng Shuang.

Ripped jeans, crop top, ear piercings, a confident sun-kissed smile—clearly outgoing.

"Hi. Can I get your number?" She flipped her hair, posture effortlessly chic. Most guys would blush and fumble.

But Leng Shuang simply waved. "Sorry, I have a girlfriend."

Yu Mo had already sidled back to the two classmates. The trio stood together like amused spectators, wearing knowing smiles.

"Already have a girlfriend… So, handsome, mind sharing *her* number?" The girl tilted her chin up slightly, voice warm.

"What for?"

"I’ll convince her to quit being your girlfriend!" she declared, brimming with confidence. Leng Shuang blinked, momentarily stunned.

"Whoa~!" The trio gasped dramatically, thoroughly enjoying the show.

"No. We’re happy together," Leng Shuang held firm.

"Ah, too bad." She shrugged, a hint of regret in her eyes. "Sorry to bother you." With a casual wave, she strode off.

"Leng Shuang, why not? She’s cuter than Lin Mo!"

"Like hell I would! What kind of person do you think I am?!" Leng Shuang scowled, squeezing Yu Mo’s head between his fists.

Magic City pulsed with youth. Their energy filled every corner, birthing a culture: the art of approaching strangers. Bold, stylish, confident—anyone could strike up a chat. If vibes matched, maybe love; if not, move on.

Along the way, Leng Shuang had been approached countless times. Most shared the same traits: radiant, fashionable, self-assured. Only such confidence dared to approach.

"Jealous of Leng Shuang. I got approached twice."

"I only got one~" The boys shrugged, joking.

"I got four! If every approach meant a tally mark on Leng Shuang’s leg, it’d be covered in *zheng*-shaped marks," Yu Mo teased after wriggling free, sticking out his tongue.

"Ahem—stop it. Makes it sound like I enjoy this," Leng Shuang coughed, flustered.

These approaches proved his looks, yes—but stole his time. Stop, reject, walk, repeat. Reaching the bridge’s midpoint for a photo would take ages.

Yet Leng Shuang cherished his bond with Lin Mo. To reassure her, he sent short video updates at intervals—no prompting needed.

Lin Mo, learning he was touring the Sleepless City tonight, had felt restless. Worried he’d run wild like a freed stallion and get swept away. But he consistently shared his moments. Trust flowed both ways: she was out with classmates too, sending videos to prove she was fine.

Through screens, they nurtured what began in high school. Hoping it would last… until gray hairs.

"Currently on Pinghe Bridge. Picking a spot to snap a pic," Leng Shuang texted Lin Mo, attaching the bridge’s glittering night view.

"Tsk tsk tsk… the stench of love," Yu Mo muttered.

Leng Shuang shot him a glare and kept walking.

Cool night breeze brushed their faces. When tired, they leaned on the railing, letting the wind soothe them, slowly falling for the Sleepless City. Enchanted. On day one, it already felt like home—their harbor.

"Should we shout?" one boy suggested.

"Awkward," Leng Shuang mumbled.

"Look around!" Yu Mo pointed. Nearby, a couple yelled:

"Qing Yuxuan, I love you!"

"An Gongbai, I love you too!"

Crowds cheered, clapping. Leng Shuang fell silent. *Everyone’s got that social boldness…*

"I’ll start!" Yu Mo cleared his throat, gripped the railing. "Ahhh~!"

His clear voice echoed. Passersby turned. Drawn by their striking looks, phones came out.

"Me next!"

"Aaaah~!"

Leng Shuang took a deep breath. *Social suicide? Fine. We die together.*

"Aaaaaah~~!"

Eyes closed, hands on railing, he shouted. His melodious cry rippled through the air. Swimmers below, strollers, gamers—all looked up, as if the sound held magic.

"Huh? Isn’t that the TikTok guy?"

"Whoa—NO WAY! He’s even more stunning in person! So vibrant… no makeup, sweat and all, still gorgeous."

"Damn, someone’s approaching him!"

Recognized. Stunned. Recorded. Uploaded.

【SHOCKING! This ethereal guy is REAL—NOT edited!】

The video showed four handsome boys laughing shyly by the railing. One tall figure stood out—slender, poised. When he turned during an approach, sweat-dampened face revealed: rosy lips, porcelain skin, cool elegance now edged with subtle allure.

Approved instantly. Shared wildly.

Leng Shuang’s first night in Magic City. The night a spontaneous shout on Pinghe Bridge made him famous.

Unaware, he rejected one last approach, snapped his photo, and trudged home—exhausted, oblivious to the tidal wave waiting online.

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3 a.m. The four "wild horses" finally collapsed into bed after showers. Today’s joy ended; tomorrow’s worries could wait.

Hunger woke Leng Shuang. Head throbbing, eyes gritty, body heavy. *How do people pull all-nighters? No consequences?* He changed, turned off the AC, and shuffled out to wash up. 3 p.m. Without hunger, he’d have slept hours more. Classmates emerged one by one—same groggy slump. Good kids, new to late nights.

Too drained to walk to the food street (residential zone = only a convenience store), they ordered takeout.

Yu Mo checked his wallet, frowning. "Guys… I spent over 300 last night. You?"

Silence. Then:

"Same."

"Me too."

Leng Shuang’s face tightened. "Just over 300."

Least spender—but 300 in one night? Unheard of. His foggy brain calculated: *300 nightly… 9,000 monthly?*

"Spending’s… steep," he breathed, gaze sweeping their faces.

They exchanged glances. Silent.

True. Heavy for fresh grads. Stranger still—they hadn’t *felt* the money vanish. Lost in neon joy, cash was just numbers. Only now, the weight settled.

"Ahem," Yu Mo cleared his throat. "No more splurging tonight. Guard the wallets. Tomorrow—we hunt jobs. Make money."

The four exchanged a glance and nodded in perfect sync.

Though Leng Shuang had the fullest wallet among them, he was also the most eager to make money.

After all, he’d longed for Shanghai even before arriving; now that he was here, utterly captivated by its charm, he’d fallen head over heels for the city.

Living in Shanghai was one of his deepest wishes.

Soon, the takeout arrived.

After transferring the payment to Yu Mo—who’d placed the order—the four dug in.

They devoured the food ravenously, silently grumbling in their heads, *So expensive…*

Full and satisfied, their energy fully restored,

they sprawled across the sofa, faces glowing with contentment.

Just as Leng Shuang was about to check if Lin Mo was free to chat—a sharp scream erupted from the living room.

"Holy shit!"

Yu Mo’s shout nearly made Leng Shuang drop his phone.

He’d just been about to roll his eyes at the jumpy guy, but Yu Mo had already lunged forward, gripping his shoulders with wide-eyed shock.

"Guys—we might be going viral! No, scratch that—*Leng Shuang’s* going viral!!"

As Leng Shuang and the other two stared in confusion, Yu Mo dropped a TikTok link into the group chat.

The moment all four clicked it, their expressions twisted into disbelief.

The video had already racked up tens of millions of views, flooded with heated comments below. And this clip? None other than their unrestrained shouting on Pinghe Bridge the previous night.

In short—the video had blown up overnight.