The hotel was silent, and most of the people had not yet left. Their gazes all fell on Lin Chen, who sat leisurely in the chair, eating dessert.
"Does this guy have no fear of death?"
"He can still eat? Does he not realize the huge mess he has stirred up?"
At that moment, Lin Chen, the focus of everyone's attention, unexpectedly laughed out loud.
"This guy can actually laugh about it."
"Has he gone mad?"
No one could understand why Lin Chen could still laugh at such a time.
In fact, just out of boredom, he had checked the popularity system and found that his popularity had skyrocketed again.
It turned out that his video of making fried rice was uploaded to a well-known domestic video site and then wildly reposted.
As a result, his popularity had once again risen to forty-two thousand.
The internet is really something! Lin Chen suddenly wondered whether or not to start a social media account to attract more followers.
