Chapter 18 Short Videos
Happy, An'an is calling you back.
Happy boss, hurry back, An'an is causing trouble in the live stream.
Calling Kaixin! Calling Kaixin! The tigress has unleashed her fury! Return immediately!
Upon seeing the comments, Happy Superman couldn't believe it and typed in the comment section: "Huh?"
When he arrived, An Jin's microphone was muted, so he assumed An Jin was just joking around. He was still a little confused when he saw the viewers sending comments.
There were so many comments flooding the screen that they drowned out the normal ones.
The female streamer, who was using a high-pitched voice, said again that she liked Happy Superman brother. Seeing that the comments were still being sent, she smiled and tried to maintain order, saying, "Everyone, please don't spam the chat!"
The chat in the room was flooded with messages saying: Turn on your mic!
Turn on An'an's mic!
Kaixin went home happily, but An'an got angry!
But even faster than them was the moderator's hand speed.
Happy Superman glanced at the comments and felt a chill run down his spine. Without thinking twice, he immediately switched back to An Jin's live stream.
As soon as he entered the live stream, he heard An Jin faking her tears, saying, "I hate being happy, sob sob sob sob."
Suddenly, Kaixin understood why Blank and 76 didn't want to go there.
He typed in a daze, "Why do you hate me?"
Upon seeing the happy news, An Jin's fake crying intensified.
"If you don't like me, I won't like you either."
Kaixin, clutching her phone, wrinkled her nose at An Jin's words, feeling a pang of jealousy, but ultimately felt pleased and happily typed, "I like you. Don't hate me."
Well, this time we've really stirred up a hornet's nest.
An Jin ended the live chat PK and delivered the classic three-part response: "You don't like me at all, you don't care about my feelings..."
Happy Superman: "Let me explain..."
An Jin got carried away with her acting, covering her ears and shaking her head frantically: "I don't want to hear it, I ...."
Happy Superman: "Then don't listen, just watch me type."
Anyway, you don't need to use your ears to read the comments.
An Jin shook her head for a long time, then stopped and saw the sentence from Happy Superman, and immediately burst into laughter.
"Hahahaha, that's true."
Then he started chatting with the viewers in the live chat about other things, changing the subject.
It was just a little trick to make the boss feel sorry for me. It's fine to joke around, but if you keep digging into the details, it's not fun anymore.
Happy Superman was clearly charmed by An Jin's approach, and over the next period of time, he kept sending gifts, spending nearly a hundred yuan in total.
It's 11 p.m.
An Jin shut down her computer and happily went to the living room, where she unsurprisingly saw Yan Qing.
She walked over with a smile: "Qingqing, are you reading again in the middle of the night?"
Yan Qing had a book on her lap that she hadn't read more than a few pages of, and she smiled gently: "Hmm, are you done with your live stream?"
An Jin moved the hot phone away from Yan Qing's hand, plopped down next to him, and started rambling on about what happened during the live stream.
"Haha, that woman wanted to fight me, but my boss immediately boosted my rank so I could completely dominate her!"
Yan Qing listened attentively with a smile, occasionally chiming in with a few words.
After recounting the funny stories from the live stream, An Jin suddenly asked Yan Qing, "Qingqing, did you watch my live stream?"
Yan Qing was taken aback, seemingly not expecting An Jin to ask such a question.
However, his momentary daze was short-lived. After a brief thought, he replied, "Yes."
An Jin pressed on, "You didn't send me any gifts, did you?"
Yan Qing paused for a moment, then said decisively, "No."
An Jin smiled and nodded, seeing Yan Qing's teachable expression, she said, "That's good. Just don't send me any gifts, the platform deducts a ton, it's not worth it at all..."
Yeah...the platform deducts a lot...
But no matter how much the platform deducts, it can't stop a bunch of men from spending money on An Jin.
Yan Qing looked at An Jin with complicated emotions. He had thought she was a simple girl, just a bit lazy.
But when Yan Qing watched her live stream, he realized how wrong he was.
An Jin is anything but naive; she understands men all too well.
But if you ask Yan Qing whether he dislikes him or not, he really doesn't.
Because he didn't care, he didn't care about An Jin's money-making methods, he didn't care about An Jin's blatant materialism, he even found it cute.
Yan Qing reached out and brushed a stray hair from An Jin's ear. He asked her, "Will you be broadcasting for this long every day from now on? Won't that be too tiring?"
An Jin bit her lip and said, "But new streamers need to stream for a while to build a loyal fanbase."
Yan Qing gently stroked An Jin's long hair, inhaling the fragrance emanating from it, and whispered, "You're already very capable."
An Jin is indeed very impressive. As a new streamer, she made more money in just two or three days than most people could make in a month.
An Jin didn't need Yan Qing's comfort. She pushed away Yan Qing, who was getting closer and closer, and pouted, saying, "But I don't think it's enough."
She still remembered that she owed Yan Qing a lot of money.
Yan Qing looked intently at An Jin: "Take your time..."
An Jin got up and walked towards the bathroom: "Okay, remember to edit the video for me when you're free tomorrow, I need to send the footage."
She used Yan Qing as a dumping ground, venting her negative emotions before ordering him around.
But Yan Qing, who was eager for it, responded swiftly.
At noon the next day, Happy Superman was having lunch when a special notification sounded on his phone.
He turned on his phone and looked at the notification on the screen that read, "The streamer you follow has released a new video." Curious, he clicked on it.
The summer sun needs no artificial lighting; it is undoubtedly the most dazzling thing in the world.
Large swathes of golden sunlight were blocked by the lotus flowers and leaves, leaving only patches of swaying light that filtered through the gaps between the leaves and flowers and imprinted on the old wooden boat.
An Jin, dressed in a white dress, swung her smooth, fair legs as she sat on the edge of a wooden boat. She shielded her head from the sun with one hand and held a lotus flower she had bought for fifteen silver dollars in the other. She turned slightly to the side and smiled as she looked at the camera.
The background music used in the video is a light and cheerful piano piece. To the accompaniment of the melodious music, the wooden boat slowly passes through the layered lotus pond.
An Jin looked at the camera without saying anything, but curiously looked around, occasionally dodging the lotus leaves and flowers that came towards her.
An Jin is very fair-skinned. When the sunlight sweeps across her cheeks, Happy Superman can even see the fine, downy hairs on An Jin's cheeks.
The camera quietly zoomed in, and the one-minute video ended with background music and An Jin's soft laughter.
After watching the entire short video, Happy Superman was stunned for a full minute.
He knew An Jin was beautiful. After all, An Jin, who was stressed out by playing games and had a foul mouth, was able to get a boss so quickly because she was beautiful.
But in the hearts of Happy Superman, An Jin's beauty is aggressive and purposeful.
During her live streams, every word and action she made gave people a feeling of extreme vibrancy, yet also extreme pragmatism.
Because of An Jin's words and actions, even though An Jin's face can keep many people around, there are very few bosses who can withstand An Jin's straightforward and foolish money-making methods.
Happy Superman actually treats An Jin as a bit of a joke.
He is rich, extremely rich.
He had met countless people—beautiful women, interesting women, all kinds of women—but he had never met a woman like An Jin.
An Jin is so stupid, but her absurd stupidity inexplicably makes Happy Superman find her amusing.
You don't need to guess what she's thinking if you just look at her once, because you can see what she's thinking on her face.
Happy Superman's throat bobbed, and he saved the video.
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