Chapter 22
Yu Xia was dumbfounded.
Is this a complete reversal of fortune?
Seriously, officer? You can't do this!
It's only been a short time, less than a week!
Are netizens getting bored with things so quickly these days?
No, no, no, it must be because I'm doing it wrong.
Yu Xia shook her head, closed her eyes, reopened them, and waited quietly for a few seconds.
The number of viewers in the live stream began to rise.
1, 23, 30, 70, 80.
90, 113, 145, 260, 312.
The numbers gradually increased.
Yu Xia breathed a sigh of relief.
See, see, she said how could the data usage drop so quickly? It must be a network latency issue.
It finally settled on the number 387.
That's all?
That's all.
Yu Xia stared at the number of viewers; the number didn't change.
Hey, hey, hey. Seriously? It's only been a week since I last streamed, it can't be that serious.
Sure enough, traffic is like a tornado—it comes and goes quickly, so we shouldn't have too high expectations for it.
Never mind, never mind.
No matter what, it's much better than before. At least there are still more than 300 people watching. Be content; it's better than having no one watching at all.
Yu Xia quickly recovered from her setback.
"Hello everyone, it's been a long time." Yu Xia greeted the viewers in the live stream with her usual smile.
[Hi Summer! Long time no see, I've missed you.]
[Finally airing! Grabbing a front-row seat, kudos to our beautiful host!]
[Ahhh! I finally see Mrs. Summer again! What are you planning to talk about today? Are you going to draw again?]
"Regarding the color questions you asked last time, I made a table. See if this explanation works for you," Yu Xia said, turning the iPad screen towards the camera. "I can also draw, so I'll explain while drawing. I feel like it'll be easier to understand this way. What do you think?"
[Great! I'm so happy to see you paint again!]
Wow, this table is so detailed! You've put so much thought into it.
[I've already pulled up my little stool, and I can't wait to hear your lesson!]
Yu Xia set up her easel, on which was a draft she had already prepared, which she had specially drawn in advance for today's live broadcast.
"Let's start with color application now."
Yu Xia's hand moved swiftly, and with each point she made, the pen moved across the canvas. On the other side, an iPad stood on the table, displaying the outline list that Yu Xia had created. With this setup, the live stream really did feel like a teacher giving a lecture.
Yu Xia was so engrossed in her storytelling that she didn't realize more than three hours had passed until she finished reciting what she had organized.
Seeing that the clock hands had already pointed to nearly 11 o'clock, Yu Xia finally felt a bit thirsty and picked up her glass of water to take a sip.
After rinsing her throat, she felt a little better. Looking at her phone screen, she discovered that the number of viewers in the live stream had increased to over three thousand.
It's probably because there was no prior notice when the broadcast started, so there were few viewers initially. Later, the number gradually increased through sharing within the live stream.
Although it wasn't as spectacular as the last live stream, it was still pretty good.
Yu Xia knew very well that most of that wave of traffic came from people's curiosity about Yu Bai's first time tagging an artist, and probably not many of them would actually become her own audience.
So Yu Xia feels okay about the current result and can accept it.
That's normal; that's just how the internet ecosystem is.
People might pay attention to you on a whim, and then just as easily switch their attention to someone else. Yu Xia understands very well how to truly capture people's attention and focus: it's about the quality of your personal output.
Content without value is destined to be discarded, like a canvas scribbled haphazardly.
Only the light of wisdom can endure forever.
"Alright, that's about it for today's broadcast. Does anyone have any questions?" Yu Xia put down her water glass. "Or if there's anything else you'd like to hear me say, feel free to tell me, and then I'll go and tidy up."
[Mrs. Summer's explanation was wonderful! When I first saw her phoenix painting, I was immediately struck by her exceptional use of color—so vibrant and striking, it was breathtaking at first glance. Today, after listening to her coloring techniques, I learned so much! She's simply a divine wife; she's shared everything she has to offer! Where can you find such a wonderful wife?! I will always follow you, Mrs. Summer.]
[I understand, ma'am! You explained it so well and in such detail! When is the next broadcast? Will I have a chance to catch it again?]
"Next time we'll be broadcasting? I'm not sure. If nothing unexpected happens, it should be around this time in three days."
Previously, when Yu Xia first prepared the outline and thought about how to do a live stream, she wasn't very familiar with it, so it took her a long time and a week before she could go live. This time, with some experience, she should be able to complete the preparations in about three days and start the live stream smoothly.
[Great! I can see my wife again in three days! So happy! *wiggles her butt*]
[A day apart feels like three autumns, three days apart feels like nine autumns, my dear wife, I will miss you.]
"I'll miss you all too," Yu Xia smiled. "Alright, it's getting late, goodnight everyone, bye-bye."
The live stream ended, and Yu Xia stretched her arms, giving her tired body a break.
Looking back on this live stream, although it was much more tiring than usual, Yu Xia felt very satisfied.
It's so great to be able to do what you love!
Even if you're poor...
bite--
A message popped up on my phone.
[Landlord]: Rent payment, 5876.
? ? ?
Yu Xia looked at her bank account balance.
February 2001.
"..."
Being poor is nothing but happiness!
Why do I have to pay rent again?! Didn't I just pay it last month?! Does a month go by that fast?!
Yu Xia, brought back to reality by the six thousand yuan, suddenly fell from her ideal paradise and had to accept the tragic situation of having less than three thousand yuan in hand.
What soaring eagle? She's just a salted fish who's been knocked to the ground by the reality of six thousand yuan and can't get up.
Yu Xia held her phone, lay down on the bed, and stared at the ceiling.
Is there any way to help her raise four thousand in three days within a legal and reasonable scope?
Hey? Right! Live stream, didn't she have a lot of viewers last time she did a live stream? Didn't she earn some money then?
Thinking of this, Yu Xia's hope was rekindled. She jumped out of bed and quickly opened her live stream.
Then her movements froze.
Income: 0.
...
Depend on.
I forgot to enable tipping.
It is true that Heaven has a way out, and misfortune always finds its way to those who are suffering.
Yu Xia stared blankly at the prominent "0" on the screen, her lips twitching slightly. She couldn't find the words to describe the utter madness she felt.
never mind.
Since things have come to this, I'll post this on my WeChat Moments first.
Since we're broke anyway, we can't just go without having fun.
【Summer】: An outstanding young person whose backbone was crushed by four thousand yuan ^_^
Attached are chat logs with the landlord and screenshots of the account balance.
Yu Xia looked at the post she had made and nodded deeply.
People should know how to entertain themselves.
Life may take its toll, but you can find enjoyment in that toll.
People cannot change the facts, but they can change their mindset.
Approach everything with a positive and optimistic attitude, and take control of your own destiny.
If Heaven makes you suffer, it must be because Heaven is about to entrust you with a great responsibility. It will first test your will and make you endure hardship…
Screw your suffering!!! Who the hell likes to suffer?!
Did God grant her permission to suffer?
Who exactly wanted to harm her? Who shut down the donations she received as her lifeline?
Who is it?!
This damn platform! Now that everyone's a streamer, shouldn't tipping be automatically enabled? When exactly was it turned off?
If they shut it down, they shut it down. Why did they have to do it at the worst possible time? Isn't that deliberately trying to harm her?!
She wants to accuse the platform of colluding with God; this is clearly a joke on her!
Looking at her own post, Yu Xia felt more and more like a clown. At that moment, no amount of comforting words would work; she had been defeated by life.
Yu Xia collapsed onto the bed, feeling utterly hopeless.
So this is fate...
I've resigned myself to my fate...
Yu Xia decided to remain paralyzed from then on.
She stared at the ceiling.
Suddenly, the line Bai He had recited before echoed in his mind.
Ah... I dream of crossing mountains and rivers for you.
Unfortunately, there is an insurmountable chasm between the mountains.
That's a gap of four thousand dollars.
That was enough for her to realize the gap between reality and her dreams.
The chasm slapped against her face, making a loud thud.
Yu Xia is paralyzed, contemplating life.
Before she could come up with a solution, her phone suddenly rang.
Who is it? Could it be someone who saw her posts on WeChat Moments and is here to laugh at her?
Yu Xia grabbed the phone.
It's like a tiger fallen into the plains being bullied by dogs. She'll see who dares to be so insolent in front of her. Prepare to die!
Yu Xia's distorted expression froze the moment she turned on her phone.
[At 23:48 on July 14th, YuBai Studio completed a UnionPay transaction of RMB 4000 into your account ending in 4733, leaving a balance of RMB 4020.12.]
? ? ! ! ? ?
Yu Xia, on the verge of death, was startled awake and sat upright in bed once again.
Along with the bank transfer, there was also a private message from Fu Ze.
[Payment]: Dear Mrs. Summer, The payment for the previous article has been settled. Please check your account. Please feel free to ask any questions.
When Yu Xia saw this message, she was stunned for several moments before she recovered.
She does have a problem.
She looked at Fu Ze's message and then at the transfer record: 4,000 yuan, royalties. She wasn't mistaken.
But she remembered that the commission was supposed to be worth three thousand, so why did they send her an extra thousand?
Yu Xia's expression showed some struggle and hesitation.
Although she really needed the thousand, it didn't mean she was going to take advantage of others and take their money for no reason; her conscience wouldn't allow it.
Besides, it would be bad if any disputes arose later. She wouldn't even have the money to go to court. It's better to make things clear. At worst, she can just owe the landlord a thousand. I believe that with her character, the landlord wouldn't disregard even this small amount of trust.
【Summer】: Hello, Director Fu, there's no problem with the source of the payment, but wasn't it agreed that it would be 3,000? Why did you transfer 4,000? Was it a mistake? If it is, please give me your account information and I will refund it to you.
After posting, Yu Xia couldn't help but sigh, realizing that there aren't many righteous people like herself left in this world.
She thought Fu Ze wouldn't reply until tomorrow, but she received a reply shortly after sending the message.
[Payment]: You didn't send the wrong message. Mrs. Summer's painting exceeded expectations, and Mr. Gu is very satisfied. The extra portion is Mr. Gu's reward for your talent. I hope we will have the opportunity to cooperate again next time.
Summer thought to herself that her boss, Mr. Gu, was a really good person who came to her rescue and solved her immediate problem.
Exactly four thousand, no more, no less, perfectly fitting her boundary! Is there anyone more beautiful, or rather, more handsome and kind-hearted than their CEO, Mr. Gu?
[Summer]: Thank you, Mr. Gu and Director Fu, for recognizing our work. I am very happy to have worked with your company. If there is an opportunity to work together again, I would be honored to communicate with your company again.
At this point in the conversation, Yu Xia thought that the formal pleasantries had ended, but unexpectedly, Fu Ze took advantage of the situation and sent a message directly.
【Mrs. Summer, what a coincidence! Our studio is currently hiring for a graphic design position and we desperately need talent. Your paintings align perfectly with our creative philosophy. I wonder if you would be willing to give it a try with us?】
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