Back in his room, Shen Nian threw his clothes into the washing machine and turned on his live stream.
Over the past three days, the hype had largely died down, and his follower growth had gradually slowed. In the three days since the scores were released, Shen Nian had accumulated a total of 710,000 followers.
A large portion of the later followers came from organic traffic. Some high school netizens had read his study documents, found them very useful, and started spreading the word. One after another, they left a ton of comments under his posts saying they came out of admiration.
He managed to get so many follows because his study documents were set up to automatically send a link only after someone followed him. Many people couldn't be bothered to unfollow him afterward. Without this study document, Shen Nian would never have amassed so many fans.
In his direct messages, educational institutions were already approaching him for small sponsorships, offering three or four thousand yuan per video.
Unfortunately, the timing was wrong. Shen Nian had just started his account, and rushing to take sponsorships would ruin his public image.
Not to mention, taking sponsorships from these educational institutions would definitely get him scolded for being greedy.
Live stream, start!
He was still streaming on two platforms simultaneously: one for casting his computer screen and the other for showing his face. If these streaming apps didn't restrict each other, he wouldn't have to go through so much trouble.
Shen Nian had already decided that he would stream exclusively on whichever platform signed him first.
The moment he went live, fans who had reserved a spot for the stream flooded in.
Thirteen people...
One hundred and sixty people...
Eight hundred people...
Four minutes into the stream, the viewer count broke into the four digits. Across both platforms combined, there were over three thousand viewers.
"Open the door, open the door, open the door, open the door."
"Thanks to Master Shen for sharing the study documents. I'm already working hard. I failed the college entrance exam this time, but I hope to achieve my dream of getting into Western University next year!"
"Kids, my friend studies at Cinan No. 2 High School. I just asked, and Master Shen is the top student in the whole school. He scored 720 on the grand unified exam."
"720 points? I'm crying from shock!"
"Looks like he really is better than me..."
"Tell us something we don't know."
...
Shen Nian was deep in thought. Just as he was about to say something to respond to the chat, his phone rang.
It was an unknown number from Jingdu.
Shen Nian froze for a moment. He didn't know anyone from Jingdu.
"Hello?"
"Hello, hello, is this student Shen Nian?"
"Speaking. Who is this?"
"Student Shen Nian, we are from the Jingdu University Admissions Office. Do you know your college entrance exam score yet?"
"Not yet... Do you know it?" Shen Nian was a bit curious. Was he currently being poached?
Although he had indeed heard that top universities generally had the right to know scores in advance, he hadn't expected it to happen to him this time.
"Yes, your grades are excellent. You scored a high mark of 721, making you the top scorer in the province. What major would student Shen Nian like to apply for? Jingdu University has many ace majors, and the doors are all open for you. As long as you apply, you will be admitted. Do you have time this afternoon? I will be arriving in Cinan this afternoon. How about we have a face-to-face chat at Cinan No. 2 High School?"
Shen Nian: "?"
Asking him what major he wanted to apply for right off the bat—they spoke as if he was definitely going to enroll at Jingdu University. To think their recruitment tactics were this aggressive, even offering an in-person meeting.
An in-person meeting most likely meant negotiating conditions, such as scholarships or dorm assignments. These were all little tricks top universities used to recruit people.
"Uh..." Shen Nian didn't know how to answer for a moment. He organized his words before replying, "Let me think about it."
"Alright, we will contact you again later."
Shen Nian took the initiative to hang up. Looking at his phone, he realized that while he was on the call, he had received two missed calls... both located in Jingdu.
Shen Nian digested the information.
What was certain was that he had scored 721 on the college entrance exam.
He was the top scorer in the province.
He was the top scorer in the province!
He couldn't hide the pleasant surprise in his heart. In the game of securing a top five spot and fighting for number one, he had come out on top!
Awesome!
After giggling foolishly to himself for a while, Shen Nian finally remembered his live stream.
He glanced at the rapidly scrolling chat. It was too fast to read clearly, so he had to look at the paid, highlighted messages.
"???"
"Wait a minute, what do you mean a high score of 721? What do you mean top scorer in the province? Did I hear that right?"
"Please enter text"
"Holy crap! Universities are coming to poach him!"
"So these universities really do know the scores earlier than the students. That's an eye-opener."
"Don't you guys think this looks like a script?"
Before he had time to reply to the questioning comments, another call came in.
"Hello..."
"Is this student Shen Nian? We are from Qing..."
"Wait, are you also coming to Cinan this afternoon?"
"...?" The girl on the other end of the phone froze for a moment before giving a soft affirmation. "Have other schools contacted you already?"
"Yes, just now."
"Alright, but we still hope student Shen Nian will apply to our Qing University."
"I'll think about it. Hanging up."
Shen Nian sweatdropped. If he hadn't answered, he would have thought it was a spam call.
It turned out that university recruitment was this unpretentious. They would call first, and regardless of whether you had any intention of attending their school, they would make an offline trip, attempting to recruit the top-scoring scholars of each province with lucrative conditions.
How ridiculous.
Holy crap, why is there another call?!
Shen Nian didn't dare to answer this time, afraid of being locked into another two-minute conversation. He and Xia Yanchun already had clear universities they wanted to apply to. These calls from other universities only served to let him show off a bit in front of his massive audience.
The chat exploded, but he barely looked at it because Xia Yanchun rushed upstairs in a panic.
"Phew..." Running up to the third floor in one breath, Xia Yanchun caught her breath and waved her phone excitedly. "Did... did you get a call?"
"I did." Shen Nian pushed his hair up and grinned. "Yare yare, I accidentally became the top scorer. Honto ni sumimasen ne, Chunbao, but I'm the one who gets the last laugh."
Hearing Shen Nian's words, Xia Yanchun's almond eyes widened slightly. She blinked her big eyes and tilted her head.
"You... also scored 721 points and are also the top scorer?"
"Wait a minute, what do you mean 'also'?"
Emmmm... I'm not very good at writing this kind of plot, so it might be a bit stiff. Please forgive me Orz
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