Live Streaming Farce

"Giligili Love—"

In front of the live-streaming phone, the Light Music Club's activity room was echoing with a track from Macross.

By now, everyone had already performed several songs. After this one, their foreheads were slightly beaded with sweat. After all, they were just amateur students and naturally lacked the stamina to play songs continuously.

"Thank you all for watching," Zhixia said, expressing her gratitude to the viewers on the phone. It wasn't just her; even An Shiyaya clapped her hands.

"Thank you, guys, oh?"

Afterwards, several of them quickly walked over to the phone and looked at the live comments.

"Are you finally done singing? Can you start drinking tea now?"

"The songs are nothing special. Just show that girl doing a mukbang, I love watching that."

'Since it has come to this, hurry up and drink tea' sent out Rocket x1.

"It's past three o'clock, time for tea!"

Everyone: "..."

"Uh, does everyone really like watching us drink tea that much? Is drinking tea really that entertaining to watch?" Zhixia was a bit confused. At this moment, the girls all turned their gazes toward An Shiyaya, as Ducky seemed to be quite familiar with these things.

However, An Shiyaya looked completely bewildered. She didn't know what was going on either. Logically speaking, singing so hard should be more attractive to the audience than doing nothing but drinking tea.

"Then let's take a break first." Seeing this, everyone chose to rest for a while.

After adjusting the angle of the phone, everyone simply sat down and started drinking tea and eating snacks. Before long, they forgot about the phone's existence.

Except for An Shiyaya, of course. She used her own phone to open the live stream to check, only to watch helplessly as the stream, which originally had only a few hundred people, suddenly surged to several thousand and even entered the local rankings.

Category Ranking—Rock Music.

Backing out to the main page, the sight of a few girls drinking tea mixed in with a crowd of performing streamers looked so out of place.

An Shiyaya gave up struggling and chose to exit the live stream.

Besides Ducky, the other person who noticed the number of viewers in the live stream was Ye Shuang, who was sitting on the sofa. He naturally wasn't sitting at the table. Seeing the large number of people in the stream, all spamming various dating messages and shipping comments in the chat, he couldn't help but sigh at how abstract this world could be sometimes.

"What, you want to watch the girl in the corner eat?" Zhixia picked up the phone at this moment and was also startled by the number of people in the live stream. It was a good ten or twenty times more than when they were singing.

In the corner—

Zhixia turned her head and found Bai Yuyou, who was munching on cookies like a little hamster spirit.

"Uh... send gifts to see the girl... what big headlights? I'm sorry, I don't really understand these things." Zhixia looked at the comments inside and soon saw some rather glaring messages.

"What kind of novel money-grubbing method is this, a bunch of gold-diggers dressing up as high school girls?"

"With such big assets and not showing them off, what's the point of streaming."

"Not watching anymore, they're crazy for money."

The online world is full of bizarre things, especially when there are many people; all sorts of monsters and freaks appear. When those comments were sent, Zhixia froze for a moment, and her expression became slightly awkward and ugly.

"We really are just students. We aren't crazy for money, we just wanted to share our lives and let everyone listen to our songs."

However, Zhixia's explanation seemed to have the opposite effect, and the rhythm of the comments became even more aggressive.

"Hilarious, internet beggars are even erecting monuments for themselves."

"Laughing to death."

"N-no, that's not it. Um, turn off gifts? How do I turn them off?" Zhixia looked at the operation page of the live stream. She didn't know much about streaming either, so for a moment she didn't know how to operate it, nor did she know how to explain it to everyone.

At this time, everyone also noticed that something seemed wrong with Zhixia.

And Ye Shuang, noticing the inflammatory comments, also frowned slightly—the online world has always been a magnifying glass for human nature. After all, wearing a mask, some people would recklessly release their dark sides, standing on a seemingly unassailable moral high ground to arbitrarily cyberbully others.

Even if they made a mistake or led the wrong rhythm, afterwards they only needed to hide like a turtle, not knowing that the pain brought to people this way was mostly irreversible.

Zhixia was at a loss for what to do. She was just sharing the daily life of the Light Music Club with everyone. After being targeted by those unfriendly comments, the embarrassment on her face was such that her eye sockets even turned slightly red.

"Alright, President, turn it off. There's no need to explain so much," Ye Shuang also spoke up at this moment.

Zhixia put the phone down somewhat awkwardly, sitting in her seat looking a bit downcast.

"Zhixia, are you okay?"

"That's really too much, to actually say things like that." Tang Keke also said angrily, "We're not playing anymore, not playing anymore."

"Sorry everyone, I'm actually fine." Zhixia shook her head. She was just a little sad just now. After all, being suspected for no reason, it would be a lie to say it didn't hurt. This world never lacked guys who guessed at others with the greatest malice; even the most ordinary thing would have various conspiracy theories.

"Hugs." Everyone hugged Zhixia, and she was soon fine.

"The internet can be like this sometimes. I've experienced it too." An Shiyaya was actually the calmest one. She crossed her arms and nodded in agreement. This was a common occurrence for her.

Even in some paid comments, there were often inflammatory messages.

"Ducky, have you live-streamed before?" Tang Keke was curious; she always felt that An Shiyaya had done this before.

"N-no, I haven't."

"Really?" Keke was a bit suspicious. Besides, even if she had done live streaming, there was no need to be so nervous, right?

"No." An Shiyaya looked away guiltily, then looked down at her toes, looking completely unable to hide a lie.

But Tang Keke didn't see anything either. After all, she wasn't very familiar with Ducky, so she had no right to know about some of the other party's private matters anyway.

The little episode with the live stream ruined the atmosphere a bit. It was estimated that the Light Music Club wouldn't stream again anytime soon.

"Let's just drink tea and not do this anymore."

"Yeah." Although Bai Yuyou didn't understand, everyone had been quite happy originally, but now the atmosphere was a bit strange.

"Exactly."

Sitting and eating snacks, after a while, a sound came from the door of the activity room not far away.

Seeing this, Linlin, who was closer, quickly went over to open the door. "Coming."

Is it An Shiyu?

After all, the club was only missing that fish.

As a result, after opening the door, Linlin found an unfamiliar face. "You are?"

"Hello senior, I am Zheng He from the Student Council. I'm here to distribute the list to confirm the current number of students in the club." Outside the door, a boy said with a smile.

Then, as if a bit surprised, he noticed Bai Yuyou by the table not far away, and smiled, silently waving his hand in greeting.

Bai Yuyou: "...?"

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