"Hey, Camera Bro, when will your work become the best in Jiangcheng?"
At the anime convention venue, a member of Jiangcheng University's anime club passed by the club's dedicated booth, where Camera Bro was adjusting his equipment, and teased him in a tone mimicking a classic movie.
The guy being addressed lifted his double chin, his unkempt, chubby face wearing an expression of indignation misunderstood by the mundane world.
"What do you know? I couldn’t care less about those vulgar, boring awards. They only shoot bland landscapes and sugary portraits, while I pursue true art… Ugh, those normies would never understand, meow!"
That’s the vibe.
The teasing left the guy feeling oddly refreshed, as if he’d downed a large iced Americano.
If you were to ask who the biggest star in the anime club was, limiting the scope to the semi-popular student part-time cosplayers, opinions would vary wildly.
After all, the girls each had their own distinct styles, ranging from lolis to mature beauties.
In terms of popularity, their follower counts on Douyin (TikTok) were middling—somewhere between "utterly unknown" and "mildly famous."
It was just a hobby, after all. With academic workloads to manage, they didn’t have much time to promote themselves, relying purely on passion and their natural good looks.
But if we’re talking about the guys, Camera Bro was undeniably the top dog of Jiangcheng’s anime club.
His most notorious achievement was last year, when he tried to persuade a new female club member to shoot "beneficial" (read: risqué) photos.
It caused quite a stir, nearly escalating to the university administration.
Fortunately, Camera Bro had connections—his family provided substantial funding to the club.
So, he wasn’t kicked out.
To their credit, his parents weren’t entirely irresponsible. They gave him a proper scolding and some old-fashioned discipline, which made him tone it down afterward.
Well, Camera Bro’s so-called "true art" was just those kinds of photos.
Plenty of people enjoyed looking at them, but how many actually considered them artistic? That was debatable…
In any case, the girls in the club humored him when they needed his photography skills and ignored him otherwise.
They had to give him some face—his family’s status demanded it. Plus, he was genuinely decent behind the camera.
Two cosplayers arrived early—both were seniors with little left to do in their final year. They’d already secured jobs and had plenty of free time, so they signed up for both days of the National Day holiday convention.
Camera Bro sidled up to them, engaging in awkward small talk before attempting to touch one girl’s decorative fox tail. She dodged with an awkward laugh.
"Hey, don’t mess with it! We’ve got an important photoshoot later, and if it gets messed up, we’re in trouble."
The senior shot him a glare.
"What kind of important shoot? Just let me handle it—I’ll make you look absolutely stunning—"
"None of your business. We’ve got it covered. Oh look, some Genshin cosplayers just showed up over there. Why don’t you go bother them instead?"
Following her gaze, Camera Bro’s eyes locked onto the newcomers.
He trembled with excitement.
His out-of-shape, pudgy body waddled toward the cosplayers at a speed no one knew he was capable of.
"Damn, if Camera Bro ran like that during the 1,000-meter fitness test, maybe he wouldn’t have failed."
"Hard to say. Unless they dangled a pretty girl in front of him like a carrot for a donkey."
"Pfft—sounds about right!"
The two girls burst into laughter behind their hands.
If not for the club’s funding, who’d bother humoring Camera Bro?
In contrast, Su Bai—who was rumored to be "inspecting" the anime club today—was the real reason the cosplayers had put in extra effort.
No helping it. In the otaku community, tall, rich, and handsome guys were an endangered species.
Apparently, Xiao Xiong had gone to great lengths to lure him here.
The girls had even witnessed Xiao Xiong secretly taking photos from odd angles in the changing room at another convention, carefully editing them before nervously sending them to Su Bai.
Was… was that really necessary?
The girls in the anime club were practically princesses of the otaku world, constantly showered with attention from guys. The concept of "pleasing men" had long vanished from their minds.
That’s how people were—once you got used to a certain way of living, your mindset solidified.
The same went for simps and desperate guys.
But Xiao Xiong had sternly reminded them: Su Bai was no ordinary guy.
Even the famously aloof beauty and academic ace Chen Yusheng acted all sweet and clingy around him. Compared to her, they were nothing. If they didn’t put in the effort, why would Su Bai even glance their way?
Xiao Xiong had pulled out all the stops to get Su Bai to join the club.
For one thing, with his extravagant spending habits, he’d undoubtedly inject fresh funds into the club.
Then, they could finally kick Camera Bro to the curb—no more bending over backward for sponsorship money.
Plus, they’d get to hang out with a legit hottie regularly. Talk about an upgrade!
Maybe they’d even get a ride in Su Bai’s Panamera.
With that dream in mind, the arriving cosplayers were fully prepared.
Passersby couldn’t help but stare at the Jiangcheng University anime club’s beauties.
"Wow, even top-tier universities have girls this pretty? They’ve got way more charm than the ones at our vocational college."
"Ugh, today’s students are so degenerate. Instead of studying, they waste time on this nonsense…"
"Bro, why are you criticizing them while pulling out your phone to take pictures?"
"Fool! I need photographic evidence to conduct a deeper critique. You wouldn’t understand!"
"…"
As the venue filled up, Su Bai was still nowhere to be seen.
The eagerly waiting club girls grew increasingly anxious.
A few groups did approach to take photos—all polite and well-behaved, nothing like Camera Bro’s brand of weirdness.
But that didn’t matter. They’d seen it all before. Boring.
Most were using budget or entry-level lenses attached to unremarkable cameras—clearly bought after months of saving.
Newbies to the cosplay scene might feel flattered by the attention.
But with Su Bai as the ultimate prize, these amateurs just seemed… meh.
"Wow, look at that girl! She’s adorable!"
"Is she cosplaying Elaina from Wandering Witch? It’s a common pick, but she’s stunning—like a delicate doll. Ugh, I wish I looked like that in my next life!"
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