The City Heartthrob

Mi Xu posted a self-recommendation thread on U University’s department BBS to mooch around. [I'm poor, I need money, looking for part-time jobs. Personality: helpful, hardworking, accommodating. Tight-lipped, fast-handed, handsome-faced.] Within three minutes of posting, replies and DMs exploded—though the content was far from what he expected. "Master, hack City Grass’s phone number, Weibo, Facebook… all accounts!!!" "Hero, share City Grass’s front-face pics, full-body pics, nudes, uncensored pics!!!" "Legend, pass a message to City Grass! Hook up, f*ck, make babies!!!" Mi Xu: ??? …|||… !!! His roommate peeked over like a dog, glanced calmly at the screen: "Your part-time post glitched into the Computer Science board. The girls think you’re a third-rate hacker." Mi Xu was bewildered: "What the hell is City Grass???" His roommate gave a "how do you not know" look: "The No. 1 Grass of University Town—seven elite schools—heartthrob!"