"People often say that since I'm so handsome, why don't I become a movie star? Actually, to be honest, I am an actor!"
Everyone knows about 'Ye Wen 2,' which had a lot of hype a while ago and is about to be released, right? I have a role in this film..."
Hongcheng, at night, the streets are brightly lit and bustling with activity.
Holding a simple live-streaming device, Xu Lu walked along, chatting with the few dozen viewers in the live-streaming room.
Although there aren't many viewers watching his live streams, he occasionally receives gifts and tips because of his good looks, which makes his life a little more comfortable.
As Xu Lu himself said, although he is an actor, he is still a nobody in the industry and can't make much money from acting.
However, the viewers in the live stream didn't even believe he was an actor, and they were all discussing it:
[Host, your lie is so flimsy, it's so easy to spot! Otherwise, why didn't we see you on the promotional posters for Ye Wen 2?]
[The streamer didn't say what role he played. Maybe he was just an extra in it; that counts as acting, right?]
[Actually, with the streamer's looks, I think he could easily be a minor celebrity, it's just a pity that no one has come to discover him.]
[Why be a minor celebrity? If I had his looks, I'd be stalking rich women outside those upscale neighborhoods every day.]
[Hehe, I can only say you've got a lot to say. First of all, can you accept a rich woman's "happy ball" (a euphemism for a sexual encounter)?]
[What kind of "rich woman's happy ball" is this? Do all rich women enjoy sports and playing ball? I really need to find out!]
[Pfft! Please use the search function with caution, or you might get a shock.]
...
As the viewers in the live stream started to veer off-topic towards the topic of "rich women," Xu Lu felt somewhat speechless.
Just then, a commotion arose not far ahead, and he quickly spoke into the camera:
"Everyone, let's put aside the topic of rich women for now and continue to enjoy the night view of Hongcheng. There's something interesting to see ahead, let's go check it out!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Lu, with his long legs, quickly reached the edge of the crowd.
He discovered that the reason there was a large crowd was because it was a street challenge game.
A rather burly, dark-skinned stall owner had somehow gotten hold of a horizontal bar and erected it there, with a sign next to it that read:
Challenge yourself on the horizontal bar for 100 seconds and win 1000 yuan!
At that moment, a man was hanging from the horizontal bar, challenging himself, while a timer next to him flashed, counting down the seconds.
There were several people around who were confident in their arm strength, their expressions eager to try, while the onlookers whispered amongst themselves.
"Hang in there! Just hold on for another 10 seconds or so, and you'll win the 1000 yuan grand prize!"
The dark-faced stall owner, his face greasy, spoke loudly, his generous attitude suggesting that someone else would be the one paying him if he lost.
The man hanging from the horizontal bar perked up instantly upon hearing this.
Meanwhile, the surrounding audience began to count down: 10, 9, 8, 7... 6, Oh no, it was only a few seconds left, how could you fall?
It turned out that before the last 10 seconds had even finished counting down, the man who had seemed quite energetic just moments before suddenly let go and fell.
Hearing the sounds of regret from those around him, he stared blankly at his hands, clearly still not quite recovered from the shock.
"Young man, what a pity! If you had just held on for a few more seconds, it would have been perfect. What a shame!"
The dark-faced stall owner patted the man on the shoulder, speaking with a similarly regretful expression.
It makes you feel like the money in his pocket is burning hot, and you want to give it to someone else as soon as possible.
The man who had just fallen from the horizontal bar finally came to his senses, slapped his thigh hard, and said:
"Damn it, I was so close to making it, then my hand slipped and it fell... Ugh..."
However, everyone's attention has shifted away from him now, because someone else has gone up to challenge him.
The dark-faced stall owner restarted the timer again, and as the red light flashed continuously, the second challenger was hoisted up.
The second challenger's arms looked very muscular, which made everyone around him think he was a promising candidate, and everyone's eyes kept shifting between the challenger and the timer.
I wonder if this challenger can last 100 seconds. I think it shouldn't be too difficult, right?
[That guy lasted over 90 seconds, so this one could easily last 100 seconds. But if it's really that easy, the stall owner is going to lose a lot of money, right?]
[This dark-faced stall owner might be rolling in money and just throwing it around for fun!]
[Are they really just rich and stupid? Haha, if you think that way, then you're the stupid one...]
The viewers in the live stream also turned their attention to this challenge game.
Meanwhile, the second challenger also quickly passed the first minute.
Although he seemed to be struggling a bit more than at the beginning, he should be fine after the next 40 seconds.
Sure enough, the countdown quickly reached its final 10 seconds, and the onlookers shouted it out again:
10, 9, 8... 4, 3, 2... Holy crap!
To almost everyone's surprise, the second challenger fell in the last two seconds, just one step away from success!
This caused the onlookers to feel regret once again, and even more intensely than before:
"Oh my god, just one second short! The 1,000 yuan prize money just flew away like that, what a pity!"
"It must have been too much pressure. If it were me, I would have just closed my eyes in the last 10 seconds..."
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