The idea was beautiful, but reality was harsh.
Although she replicated Shen Nian's stream, Xia Yanchun's stream remained deserted.
The platform was continuously pushing traffic, but for Shen Nian's style of streaming, without the initial viral trend as starting fuel, this kind of broadcast with zero entertainment value wouldn't take off at all.
Even when Shen Nian appeared on camera, there wasn't a soul to be seen in the stream. After broadcasting for twenty minutes, only one person had sent a single comment.
[Which province's top scorer are you supposed to be? You're not even worth a hair of Master Shen.]
The type who insults and runs.
Shen Nian, the Hercules, held back his laughter. He thought the comment was quite right; Haji Chun really wasn't worth a hair of him.
Xia Yanchun had only appeared in her own stream once, and her face was shown for such a short time that not everyone necessarily saw it.
The massive explosion of Shen Nian's followers happened when Xia Yanchun hadn't shown her face. Most people only knew about the "two supreme scorers in one family" incident, but didn't know what the other provincial top scorer, Xia Yanchun, looked like. Even if Xia Yanchun showed her face, everyone would just think she was clout-chasing.
Before "Enemy from the Heavens Master Xia" appeared, similar IDs like "Peerless in the World Hero Wu", "Absolutely Unique Master Zhang", and "Three-Star Five-Cost Master Liu" had already popped up.
Xia Yanchun gloomily turned off the stream and curled her toes. "Damn it, no one actually came to give me money. This is outrageous."
"You're not even pretending anymore? At least I give out study materials like doing charity, but you purely just want to collect money."
"Your study documents have my notes in them. You've already done the charity for me, so shouldn't I just focus on collecting money?"
Shen Nian rubbed his chin. That actually made sense. Among the notes of the three top students, Xia Yanchun's were the easiest to understand and the most comprehensive, even including extended knowledge. They left everyone speechless with awe. Truth be told, he really owed Xia Yanchun a share of the praise he had received over the past few days.
Failing to grow her account, Xia Yanchun puffed out her cheeks and gloomily climbed onto the bed. She subconsciously sat in a duck sit, her fair calves pressing together to form a cute curve.
She opened her arms. "Hug me..."
"Looking for comfort?" Shen Nian gently embraced her and chuckled.
"Shen Nian, do you like the beauty of helping others?"
"Of course I do. What kind of question is that? Anyone who doesn't like the beauty of adults is a lolicon, right?"
"...??"
Xia Yanchun blinked at him.
She didn't want to go to college anymore; she would spend the next twenty years of her life studying Shen Nian's words.
She laughed out of sheer exasperation.
After being in an ambiguous relationship with Shen Nian for so long, she had almost forgotten the fact that Shen Nian had always been a weirdo.
Daily question: Was Auntie Chen doing a handstand when she gave birth to Shen Nian?
"You guy..." Xia Yanchun resisted the urge to shove her foot into his mouth. "What I mean is, are you willing to direct some traffic to me!"
"Hehe, why wouldn't I be? Fun fact: even though I keep calling you a clout chaser, I never said you couldn't leech off my traffic."
"..."
Holy crap, why didn't you say so earlier.
Every day spent with Shen Nian felt like a brain teaser.
Xia Yanchun nuzzled her little head against Shen Nian's lower abdomen. Regardless, being able to leech off Shen Nian's traffic was a good thing.
There were many ways to leech traffic, the most direct being a joint stream. When the time came, many people would definitely watch. Her stream also focused on tutoring, so they could have one person handle basic questions and the other handle advanced ones... Not only would they cater to more students wanting to learn, but they could also make a little money. Wouldn't that be wonderful?
She would get the leeched traffic, and Shen Nian would get the engagement of being leeched. Both of them would gain a lot. How was this not a win-win collaboration, with the initially rich guiding the later rich?
Xia Yanchun was still calculating whether she should post some daily life vlogs with Shen Nian on her account. She kept sweetly rubbing against Shen Nian's lower abdomen, completely oblivious to the unconcealable emotion on Shen Nian's face.
Shen Nian's imagination ran wild for a moment. He quickly pushed her away and sat on the edge of the bed under Xia Yanchun's astonished gaze, leaning forward slightly so he wouldn't look so awkward. "So, what do you want to do?"
"When are you streaming next?"
"I can do it tonight."
"Then, then tell me when you stream. I'll secretly film a video of you streaming from behind and post it on my account to see if it goes viral, and then we can stream together..."
"I have no choice, it seems I can only let Chunbao suck my traffic dry..." Shen Nian said righteously. He was serious about directing traffic.
Running a little account together was so comfortable.
"Could you not phrase things so weirdly? Everything sounds dirty once it comes out of your mouth."
Xia Yanchun poked her finger into Shen Nian's arm, wanting to teach him a good lesson, but Shen Nian quickly tensed his muscles. At first, she could poke a dent into it, but now she couldn't even push her finger in at all.
So Xia Yanchun started scratching the skin of Shen Nian's arm like she was tickling him, gently sliding over his arm. Like a deflated ball, Shen Nian's arm muscles instantly softened.
So impressive...
Xia Yanchun also tried to tense her muscles and gave them a squeeze. Well, there was no firmness at all. She felt like Shen Nian could punch her into a cream puff.
"I'll give you a little mouse punch." Shen Nian made a gesture to bring his index and middle fingers together.
"No way!"
Xia Yanchun immediately covered her arm. A "mouse punch" meant hitting the upper arm muscle with two fingers, making the muscle twitch like a mouse. Her dad had mischievously hit her like that once before, and it hurt a lot.
"It doesn't even hurt that much..."
"I still don't want it."
Xia Yanchun ignored him.
Wanting to continue tinkering with her great streaming enterprise, Xia Yanchun slowly got up, slipping her feet back into her slippers. She glanced at Shen Nian again, smiled lightly, bent over, and gave his lips a brief, shallow peck.
"A reward for you," the young girl said, her eyes curving into crescents.
"People like Xia Yanchun are the most cunning. You wanted to kiss me yourself, yet you insist it's a reward for me," Shen Nian bared his teeth.
"Did not. I can't be bothered with you."
The young girl's lips were soft and warm, something Shen Nian had tasted many times.
Well, what else was there to say? The fans in the stream were all hers.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
or! A blessing for those who struggle with love, a guidebook for dating novices. Quickly match with your dream goddess! Complete walkthroughs earn rewards, and perfect walkthroughs unlock limited achievements!】 Shen Yi, an ordinary office worker, accidentally downloads a mini-game called Dating Simulator. The mini-game is simple: randomly search for dating targets, simulate dates, and receive rewards upon successful confession. Rewards include but are not limited to money, attributes, and skills. The higher the evaluation, the better the rewards, with perfect ratings unlocking mysterious achievements. Shen Yi plans to use this mysterious mini-game to continuously pursue targets and improve himself, making his life better and better. ...... However, after several successful walkthroughs, Shen Yi suddenly notices something strange - the targets he previously simulated dating seem to be searching for him in real life?
