Chapter 42 Training Bar Zhang Yuanyuan

Zhang Yuanyuan sat in a corner out of the camera's view, quietly observing An Jin.

An Jin's live streaming style is quite strange.

Zhang Yuanyuan had accidentally entered many live streaming rooms before, both male and female, but none of them were as lively as An Jin's live streaming room.

In most live streaming rooms, the streamer and fans form a familiar little circle. When a viewer clicks in, they first get to know the streamer, and then gradually get to know other fans through the streamer.

But in An Jin's live stream, what viewers became familiar with first was not An Jin herself, the streamer, but the comments section.

Zhang Yuanyuan quietly observed An Jin, who was live-streaming.

She noticed that An Jin was unusually emotional and violent in front of the camera.

She laughs when she's happy and curses when she's unhappy; her mouth is never still. When she finally calms down, she either blocks those who talk back in the chat or argues with her game opponents.

The moderators and viewers in the live stream were also puzzled.

The moderators should be on An Jin's side, but every time An Jin blocks someone, the moderators release that person shortly afterward.

Then the comments section started laughing.

Was your graduation trip fun, senior?

This is so awesome! Thanks a lot, moderator!

You're welcome. This moderator has always stood with the brothers.

It's on fire! I can't sleep because I've overthrown An'an! The room manager is now the emperor!

I can't sleep if I overthrow An'an! The room administrator is now the emperor!

The bullet screen frames started copying.

An Jin, who had returned to town to resupply, glanced at the backstage area and sneered, "Overthrow me? You mob!"

As she spoke, An Jin made these copying machines understand what a real emperor was like.

An Jin hung herself on the boss's body, and with a tap of her hand, she took the moderator off the platform, and in doing so, gave the barrage of comments that were being copied a 365-day ban.

Can the bullet comments be accepted? No, they can't.

When one housing manager falls, thousands upon thousands of housing managers rise up.

Gifts kept pouring in from backstage. An Jin was overjoyed to have won with the boss in the car. Her face was beaming with happiness as she thanked the boss who gave her the gifts.

Then, incidentally, they also gave the owners who sent the cruise ships a room management position.

Zhang Yuanyuan looked at An Jin's gift backstage. In just over ten minutes, the gifts sent out amounted to more than three thousand yuan.

Five more moderators came online. The barrage of comments that had been copying messages for more than ten minutes were released and started a new round of copying on the barrage.

The housing manager is awesome and powerful!

Zhang Yuanyuan glanced at the exploding barrage of comments, then stole a look at An Jin, who was smiling and thanking her for the gift, and felt incredibly proud.

Is this even possible?

An Jin clicked to match teammates, thanked them for the gifts, opened the game history from the previous game, and started putting pressure on the bosses in the car.

The first to be commented on was the unfortunate ADC owner.

The mid-laner couldn't escape either, and the top laner received praise from An Jin for his outstanding laning performance.

The ADC owner tried to argue his way out of the microphone, but due to the instigation of other owners, he was banished by An Jin.

The top laner from the previous game has been promoted to the new ADC this game. Facing the siege of the other three unselected bosses, he arrogantly said, "I'll carry next game."

He showed off a lot in An Jin's live stream.

The commenters are always the most fond of flattering others.

The boss was showing off on the microphone, and they were echoing him in the live chat.

There were all sorts of ridiculous things about how awesome or invincible the boss was, and they kept popping out in a flurry, leaving Zhang Yuanyuan completely dumbfounded.

Five o'clock in the afternoon.

Holding a bouquet of delicate, luscious flowers in her arms, Yan Qing gently pushed open the door.

The room was quiet. Yan Qing stood at the door, changing her shoes, and could only faintly hear An Jin's voice coming from the study.

It's afternoon now, and it's perfectly normal for An Jin to be live-streaming in her study at this time.

He carried the flowers into the living room, and after glancing at the kitchen counter, he frowned slightly.

Is the insulated container still there?

Has Yuanyuan not gone back yet?

Yan Qing placed the bouquet on the living room table and took out her phone to send a message to Zhang Yuanyuan.

Yan Qing: Yuanyuan, have you gone back yet?

In the study, Zhang Yuanyuan glanced at the message that popped up on her phone screen and tiptoed out of the study.

Gently closing the study door, Zhang Yuanyuan whispered, "Cousin, you're back."

Yan Qing nodded: "You were watching A-Jin's live stream in the study?"

Zhang Yuanyuan nervously replied, "Yes."

Yan Qing assumed Zhang Yuanyuan was simply curious, so she asked her, "Is it pretty?"

Zhang Yuanyuan: "It's beautiful. I wish I were as capable as An Jin."

Yan Qing paused for a moment while arranging the bouquet, then looked up at Zhang Yuanyuan: "What do you mean by that?"

Zhang Yuanyuan asked, "Cousin, do you think I can be a live streamer?"

Yan Qing made her decision almost instantly: "Yuanyuan, you want to be a live streamer."

Zhang Yuanyuan nodded: "Yes."

She said shyly, "Cousin, you know my family's situation. Although the job at the hostel is enough for me to live on, it's not enough for me to buy a house in this city."

Zhang Yuanyuan doesn't want to go back to her hometown.

She grew up in a small city, and her parents always compared her to the children of relatives and friends. She didn't want to listen to her parents and go home to go on blind dates and get married; she wanted to stay in the city.

Yan Qing frowned deeply: "You asked A Jin."

An Jin's personality is the easiest to understand; she never likes to have people around her when she's doing live streams.

Zhang Yuanyuan was able to watch An Jin's live stream in the study for so long, which must have been with An Jin's permission.

Zhang Yuanyuan nodded and said yes.

Yan Qing said irritably, "Why didn't you discuss this with me beforehand?"

Because in Zhang Yuanyuan's mind, Yan Qing was easier to talk to than An Jin.

She thought that as long as she could persuade An Jin, Yan Qing would be an easy hurdle to overcome.

Zhang Yuanyuan, who remained silent, did not understand that Yan Qing was in the midst of a peacock-like pursuit.

He liked An Jin, so naturally he wanted to present himself as wealthy and powerful in front of her.

Yan Qing has a keen eye and can see through problems to their essence.

Zhang Yuanyuan is just jealous of An Jin's money and wants to follow in her footsteps to get a share of the profits.

Yan Qing reached out and rubbed his temples, his expression gloomy as he asked, "What did A-Jin say?"

Zhang Yuanyuan realized from Yan Qing's expression that she had made a mistake, and she whispered, "An Jin said it's okay."

Not only that, in just a few hours, An Jin even planned out a career path for Zhang Yuanyuan.

She whispered her apology, "I'm sorry."

After hearing Zhang Yuanyuan's words, Yan Qing said with a complicated expression, "There's no need to apologize."

His parents were businessmen, so he naturally understood Zhang Yuanyuan's choice.

Yan Qing sighed and said, "Yuanyuan, do you really want to do a live stream?"

Zhang Yuanyuan nodded.

Yan Qing then opened her phone and sent Zhang Yuanyuan a friend request.

"Since you want to be a streamer, why don't you try working with my friend?"

“He opened a media company and signed many anchors. I told him to go and train there first to see if he could adapt.”

When Yan Qing contacted this friend, he originally intended to pave the way for An Jin, but he didn't expect An Jin to start broadcasting it herself.

Zhang Yuanyuan felt both touched and guilty.

She said to herself with self-reproach, "Thank you, cousin. I will participate in the training seriously."

Yan Qing forced a smile and said understandingly, "It's okay, Yuanyuan, I understand."