In the camera frame, Zhou Yi smiled gently and said, "There's no need to send me any gifts. Your support in downloading Moyin is the greatest encouragement for me."
"As for the photo incident, feel free to ask anything you'd like to know. It's late, and I don’t want to keep everyone up."
[No no no, I want to watch you fall asleep. Holding my phone like this while watching the livestream makes me feel like I'm dating CEO Zhou.]
[CEO Zhou, do you know who’s behind this? Did you offend someone? This whole thing feels so random.]
[Brother Liyu’s emotions are so steady. Most people would’ve already lost their temper over something like this.]
[He’s worried about me staying up too late… Are we getting a little too close, CEO Zhou?]
[Bro, I just wanna know how you made so many women fall for you. A friend of mine is terminally ill, and this is the only thing that’ll let him die in peace.]
[Let’s be real, you’re probably loving this, right? So many women confessing to you on Weibo—maybe it’s all staged.]
[Exactly. Weibo crashes, and then Moyin drops right after? Feels like a planned marketing stunt.]
Zhou Yi’s livestream wasn’t just watched by fans and curious onlookers—there were also haters and trolls, and some of the comments were filled with malicious assumptions.
Seeing the last comment, Zhou Yi couldn’t help but laugh. His gaze turned cold as he replied,
"So you’re saying I predicted Weibo’s crash? Or that Weibo deliberately sabotaged itself just to let Moyin take off?"
[LMAO, do these haters even have brains?]
[Weibo cutting itself down just to help its competitor? Hahaha, someone submit this to the comedy bot.]
[If Boss Jia heard this, would he wake up in the middle of the night fuming, yelling, “Bastard! Are you calling me an idiot?!”]
Zhou Yi sighed helplessly. Unfazed, he took a sip of water. Even when faced with malice, his tone remained calm, without a trace of anger.
"Though I did study advertising, I’d never stoop so low as to use something like this for marketing."
Then, his expression shifted. His voice softened, and his demeanor turned gentle and humble.
"As for why these remarkable women like me… you really shouldn’t be asking me. I’m not in a position to answer. I can’t arrogantly speculate on their reasons."
"Honestly, their affection makes me uneasy because I don’t believe I’m as great as they say. If anything, I’m the lucky one to have earned their admiration."
"The same goes for all of you. Sometimes, I worry that one day I might fall short of your expectations."
[I’ll always love someone like CEO Zhou—talented yet humble.]
[This answer alone tells me exactly why Zhou Yi is so loved. He deserves it.]
[For real. I can’t stand guys who brag about how many women are into them.]
[CEO Zhou, do you believe in love at first sight? Because I just fell for you at first sight!]
Though the last comment was likely a joke, Zhou Yi answered earnestly.
"I do. Love at first sight is the sudden eruption of accumulated aesthetic appreciation. Like… I’ve seen many beautiful things, and in my mind, I’ve pieced together an imaginary figure. But the moment I see you, that illusion becomes real—and my heart skips a beat."
[Oh my god… This man is unreal. When he said that, it felt like a confession.]
[My heart is racing. CEO Zhou speaks like he’s reciting poetry—so mesmerizing.]
[“The moment I see you, that illusion becomes real—and my heart skips a beat.” OMG! How do you just casually drop lines like this? Now I get why those CEOs are into you.]
[Forget the gossip—I’m more curious about how you built such a strong mindset. With so many people hating online, how do you deal with it?]
Zhou Yi smiled faintly, his tone relaxed and unhurried.
"Haters? There’s no need to care. If someone insults you once, but you remember it for two years, then it’s as if they insulted you for two years. If you remember it forever, then they’ve insulted you forever."
"But if you don’t let it bother you, they can’t hurt you. Maybe it’s because I’ve been through enough pain that I’ve learned to let go."
At the last sentence, Zhou Yi feigned a flicker of sorrow. His eyes dimmed for a few seconds before he recomposed himself for the camera.
It seemed there were wounds he wasn’t ready to reopen—a past he’d rather not face.
That fleeting expression instantly won his fans’ sympathy and affection.
[Honestly, I came here for the drama, but now I’m hooked on CEO Zhou too. He must’ve had a tough journey to get here.]
[My heart aches for him. You’re too good for this world.]
[He brushes off his past suffering so casually. My Liyu, I wish I’d known you sooner.]
[As a fellow orphan, I really understand how CEO Zhou feels.]
[I want to learn from his mindset. I’m way too fragile, ugh.]
[Honestly, CEO Zhou should share his story. It’d inspire so many people. Write a book—I’ll be the first to buy it!]
"Not all the snowfalls in a person’s life are visible to others. Everyone has their own struggles, their own battles. Life isn’t smooth sailing. Painful experiences must be endured alone—no one else can shoulder them for you. We all carry our own burdens."
"Though I was an orphan, though I’ve suffered, there were also people who reached out to help. So I’m lucky in my own way. I don’t believe in wallowing in self-pity. Just keep moving forward with conviction. The storms will pass, and spring will come."
"And that’s how I’ve made it here, standing before all of you today."
As he finished, Zhou Yi’s eyes curved into crescents, brimming with warmth and encouragement.
[He called us spring… I’m crying.]
[My winter hasn’t ended yet…]
[This is straight-up motivational literature. A man who could coast on his looks, yet he’s this inspiring? How can I not love him?]
[Brother Liyu deserves all the love in the world! Starting today, I’m his lifer! Even if the apocalypse comes, I’ll still adore him!]
[I’m done. Completely won over. He’s not the player—I’m the clown…]
......
Clips of Zhou Yi’s livestream spread rapidly, and unsurprisingly, he trended again.
By the next morning, his name was all over Weibo’s hot searches.
You’d think Weibo would panic, right? Suppress the trends? Remove the tags?
Not at all.
Because they hadn’t yet realized the terrifying power of Moyin.
Yet in the near future, Zhou Yi—a figure they had dismissed as merely riding the wave of popularity—would become their greatest rival.
The next day, Zhou Yi opened his system attribute panel and was utterly stunned by the numbers displayed for both his affection points and balance.
Just one livestream... and he’d earned this much affection?
[Shocking! Leaked photo allegedly shows the author?!]
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
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.”
iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.
