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?!]
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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
