Chapter 9 Happy Superman

I had braised pork for lunch.

An Jin is a meat lover, and after lunch, worried that she wouldn't have the energy for the afternoon live stream, she took a nap.

Yan Qing had nothing to do in the afternoon. An Jin was sleeping in her room, so he sat on the sofa in the living room reading.

On a summer afternoon, cicadas chirped. In the room just a wall away, the woman he loved slept. Yan Qing looked at the book in his hand and slowly sank into his beautiful imagination.

At 2:30 pm, An Jin got up with a yawn.

Today is her first official live stream day, and she has made ample preparations for it.

Unlike her casual loungewear last night, An Jin specially changed into a dress that Yan Qing had bought for her live stream this afternoon.

The dress was red, about knee-length, with a voluminous skirt. On An Jin, it looked like a blooming rose.

An Jin doesn't wear makeup, but she has a lot of cosmetics.

These cosmetics were all gifts from Yan Qing. According to Zhang Yuanyuan, the owners of these cosmetics were Yan Qing's mother.

It's expensive, but it works well on the face.

Following online tutorials, An Jin applied foundation and lipstick, only to find that the foundation color didn't match her skin tone. She had to wash it off and redo her makeup, rendering all her previous efforts futile.

For her second time doing her makeup, An Jin decided to keep it simple. She didn't apply foundation or touch up her features; she simply took a lipstick, applied it, and finished her makeup preparations for the live stream.

3:10 PM.

An Jin sat in a black gaming chair and opened the live stream backend.

She carefully examined her beautiful reflection on the screen, smiled, and started the live stream.

The live stream started immediately after the broadcast began, but there was no one in the room.

An Jin is just a new streamer. Even though more than a dozen people followed her last night, she neither notified her fans when she would start streaming nor had a fan group.

Fans, of course, wouldn't be like robots, waiting in An Jin's live stream every day just for her to start broadcasting.

People also need to go to work and school.

Seeing that there was no one in the live stream, An Jin wasn't in a hurry to recharge her account to buy promotional content.

She opened WeChat on her computer and sent a message directly to visitor 7612: "Brother 76, An'an is going live!"

76 waited from 2:30 to 3:05, but the broadcast didn't start, so he watched some videos. When he heard the message tone on his phone, he immediately turned on his phone.

He clicked into An Jin's live stream and saw An Jin sitting alone in front of the computer sending messages, which gave him some wicked thoughts.

Visitor 7612: Okay, I'll be there in a bit.

An Jin frowned, who knew how long it would take to get 76's turn.

She frowned, and the person in the live stream followed suit, their pretty face scrunched up, showing no regard for the conduct expected of a public figure. They would sulk and turn their faces away at the slightest sign of displeasure at seeing news that didn't suit their tastes.

I stumbled upon An Jin's live stream and curious viewers asked in the chat: Why did the streamer give me such a hard time right away?

An Jin retorted, "Because the streamer has a hard life."

Big streamers have their advantages, and small streamers have theirs. Viewers who deliberately frequented the small streamer's live stream noticed that their comments had caught An Jin's attention, and immediately began confidently sending messages to harass An Jin.

How old is the host this year?

Is the streamer an adult?

Where are you from, streamer?

The urgent sexual repression in his words was palpable.

An Jin snorted coldly: "Ask your uncle."

She glanced at the comments with indifference and disdain: "Can you even afford to ask so many questions?"

A refined face crept with ambition and desire. An Jin questioned the men who were frantically spamming the comments: "If you're so capable, then spam. If you're not, then shut up."

She rolled her eyes: "You guys aren't good enough to sleep with me."

The comments section immediately erupted with angry remarks.

Unfortunately, Tadpole Video has too many rules. If you use too much vulgar language, you'll be blocked. If you don't use enough vulgar language, you won't be able to break through An Jin's defenses.

This infuriated these people.

An Jin vented her anger on the viewers in the live stream, and too lazy to continue contacting the untrustworthy 76. Instead, she opened the game client and prepared to start a ranked match on her own.

While waiting for the rankings to change, I casually cursed the idiots in the live chat.

76 sat in front of the computer, quietly watching An Jin curse and play games.

The conflicting feelings he had suppressed yesterday resurfaced today.

Is it really worth showering a woman like An Jin with gifts?

76 was still thinking, but the viewers in the live stream already had the answer.

An Jin's live stream had a one-minute delay. She had just started the game and was selecting a hero when she saw a strange gift suddenly appear in the gift pool.

[Happy Superman gives away a sports car*1] (worth 999 diamonds)

An Jin immediately quit the game, her expression changing to a smile, "Thank you for the sports car, Happy Superman. Happy Brother, are you going to get in the car and play games with An An?"

In the upper left corner of An Jin's live stream, her parking space prices are displayed. The price to get in and play together until the end of the stream is a sports car, while the price to play for two hours is a True Love Rose.

If you ask Anjin why she could play with a True Love Rose for more than three hours yesterday, but only for two hours today...

The reason is simple: it doesn't make money.

One of the better ways for game streamers to make money is to have fans join them in playing games, and another is to provide game coaching or boosting services.

An Jin hasn't even figured out how many countries there are in her entire life, so naturally she wouldn't take on a game boosting job.

Therefore, the only way she can make money is by getting on the bus.

Since the only way to make money openly and legitimately is by getting on the bus, An Jin certainly can't set the price of her parking space too low.

She calculated carefully that four parking spaces for four sports cars would cost approximately 400 yuan.

After deducting the platform's share and taxes, she can earn around 150-160 yuan a day as long as the parking spaces are full.

The money wasn't much, but it was enough for An Jin to survive.

She earns 3,000 yuan a month from banquets, and still manages to save 1,500 yuan for herself.

An Jin's sudden change of attitude left viewers speechless, with many criticizing her in the comments as a gold digger or a money-grubber.

An Jin rolled her eyes and retorted, "So what if I'm materialistic? Look at how toad-like you all are. I'd be disgusted just looking at you normally. It's only because I'm live-streaming right now that I'm doing this. Otherwise, would you even have the chance to meet a beauty like me?"

After cursing the chat, An Jin then tried to appease her sponsor, Happy Superman: "I love it when Happy Brother gives me gifts. If you don't have money, then get lost, okay? Stop barking like a dog in my live stream."

To be honest, in this day and age, if you're a public figure and you want to make money, you have to put on a genuine, kind, and beautiful facade in front of the public.

Even top streamers and internet celebrities wouldn't dare to talk back to their fans like that. An Jin, a small streamer, dared to say such things, and her family's household registration would be in immediate danger. All sorts of nonsense would fly around in the chat.

But An Jin was able to remain calm, her skin as thick as a city wall. She pretended not to see it and spoke softly to Happy Superman who had sent her the gift.

If you were to ask Happy Superman what it felt like to be flattered...

That must be awesome.

In particular, there are quite a few people in An Jin's live stream now, a total of seventeen or eighteen.

Why do I say that? It's because An Jin is too good at stirring things up. With so many viewers in a normal small live stream, it's practically dead, and the number of comments is pitifully small.

But with An Jin's outrageous actions, these seventeen or eighteen viewers managed to create the momentum of hundreds of people cursing. The barrage of comments was so fast that it was impossible to tell whether the comments were from mothers or fathers.

Happy Superman reservedly logged into the game, added An Jin as a friend, and started an abnormally sweet duo queue with An Jin that would disgust a bunch of normal people.

The viewers in the live stream were furious.

Damn it, this gold digger actually made money off her. The boss is a fool!

76, who hadn't logged into his own account, started to sulk.

Damn it, all I did was make An Jin wait a little longer, how did that lead to An Jin finding a second sugar daddy?

76 watched helplessly as An Jin played with the cat, clinging to Happy Superman and cheerfully directing Happy Superman to steal his own jungle monsters, making him so angry he almost ground his back teeth to powder.