With the support of Zuzi, Bao Gucheng’s suggestion was naturally happily adopted by Gu Qiusha.

She arranged for everyone to go to the cafeteria to eat first, and then slowly study the details of Nangong Mo’s proposal.

The group walked out of the first floor of the library and found that outside the previously quiet Imperial Ancient History Branch, there was now quite a crowd of students.

"What’s that colorful stuff pasted on the wall..."

Xi Rubao tiptoed to see, her vision passing through a sea of heads, and only then did she realize it was Wu Yongjian’s publicity poster.

The design still carried the usual melancholic style, but to make it eye-catching, the borders were adorned with bright red roses or lush green bamboo leaves.

Though the style didn’t match, it certainly grabbed attention.

"Wow, since they couldn’t put them up in the classroom, they decided to paste them in the library? Haven’t learned from the trash-eating lesson?" Xi Rubao couldn’t help but complain.

"What trash eating?" Gu Qiusha was curious, not knowing what had happened, and asked.

Xi Rubao explained to her as they went along, passing by teaching buildings, tennis courts, academic conference halls...

It turned out that, looking through the large glass windows of the teaching buildings, most classroom bulletin boards had been covered with this colorful poster format of Wu Yongjian.

The tennis court was even more exaggerated; the posters originally promoting healthy tennis tips had all been replaced with Wu Yongjian’s, even the nets were plastered with them.

The academic conference hall also couldn’t escape the fate, with the lecture information of veteran professors and academic big shots all taken down and replaced with Wu Yongjian’s posters.

In less than half a class’s time, most of the school was engulfed in a sea of colors...

"Wow, it’s like a locust swarm passing through!" Xi Rubao almost kneeled.

"Zuzi, this Mr. Wu, although his background is quite pitiable, isn’t this publicity a bit too exaggerated?" Gu Qiusha pinched the proposal of Nangong Mo in her hand, thinking that compared to this, Fourth Master’s methods seemed almost refined.

Zuzi pursed her red lips, her gaze lightly sweeping across, and said slowly, "It was Ancestor’s oversight."

You shouldn’t intervene in small matters like tearing down posters; it only leads to backlash.

Take down one or two, thousands more appear as retaliation.

It truly is like a locust swarm.

Gu Qiusha didn’t understand: "Huh? What does this have to do with Zuzi?"

Xi Rubao also muttered, "I really didn’t expect, the trash-eating lesson still couldn’t stop their brain-dead behavior; word spirit can’t see their madness, won’t manage them..."

"Kindness can change some things, but so can stubbornness." Zuzi slightly curled her lips, "But it doesn’t matter, the change brought by stubbornness is merely consuming them, it won’t last long."

Xi Rubao listened half understanding: "Sis, you’re saying that the brain-dead group, because there are so many of them, the ’brain-dead consciousness’ they formed is too strong, right?"

Wu Qianman also said, "Doing three good deeds a day can nourish the soul and change fate, doing three bad deeds a day can also achieve certain goals temporarily, right?"

Zuzi chuckled, "Yes, almost right."

The kids are quite cute, and very insightful and perceptive.

==

In a vacant classroom.

Gathered were dozens of junior and senior sisters and a few scattered freshman girls, including Chu Qiaoen with her swollen forehead.

There was a pile of posters on the table in front of them, yet to be put up, as they were discussing their next action plan.

Chu Qiaoen was initially not a fan of Wu Yongjian.

But after clashing with Zuzi in the classroom today, getting angry from eating trash, and hearing that Wu Yongjian’s fans were quite combative, the enemy of her enemy is her ally, she simply came to their gathering with her wounds.

However, after listening for a while, these people were only discussing the boring topic of pasting posters, she impatiently tapped the table: 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

"Hey, paste, paste, just pasting won’t make your main squeeze popular!"