Chapter 045 Shadow Man-1
Are you dreaming again?
The scorching sun shone through the window, filling the entire room. Jiang Yan, lying flat on the bed, opened his eyes a little, shielded his eyes with one hand, and picked up the phone beside his pillow with the other hand.
He held his phone up to where he could see it and checked the time. It was seven in the morning. It was the weekend and he had no classes. He could sleep in a little longer. No one would bother him anyway.
Putting down the phone, Jiang Yan looked at the ceiling through the gaps between his five fingers. It was very clean and there was no cobwebs.
As if he thought of something, Jiang Yan jumped off the bed. He bent down and lifted the bottom of the bed to take a look. It was also very clean, without even an ant.
It was just a dream.
Jiang Yan sat absentmindedly on the bedside. After a while, he rubbed his brows, moved his lips, and said to himself, "Why do I keep dreaming lately?"
First, he dreamed that he was living in the countryside and was entangled by a snake demon. Then he dreamed that the world he was in was about to end, and he and a spider demon had a life-and-death love escape.
Jiang Yan chuckled twice, as if mocking himself. It was sunny outside, how could it be a sign of the end of the world? Besides, he didn't see the little spider that belonged to him in his dream.
After losing both his parents, he entered an orphanage and was adopted by a relative soon after. But it was more like picking up a servant and bringing him home than being adopted.
In the dream, besides the little spider, there are at least two good friends, excellent grades, and a group of girls who have a crush on him.
After waking up from the dream, he has to realize that he actually has no friends and his grades are terrible. In school, he is either an invisible person or an object of ridicule.
As expected, reality is always the opposite of dreams.
Jiang Yan didn't want to continue sleeping and dreaming, so he went to the bathroom to wash his face, put on his black-framed glasses, and walked around the living room.
The living room was also very quiet. Jiang Yan was confused at first, but then he remembered that today was a family outing and his uncle and aunt had already taken their child (his cousin) out to play.
Well... good, now he is the only one at "home".
Ginger Salt Enjoy the quietness of being alone.
A few minutes later, after frying an egg in the kitchen, Jiang Yan brought it into the room and turned on the computer. With a few "buzzing" sounds, the host computer started to work, the screen lit up, and the software was neatly arranged on the screen.
Jiang Yan opened a live broadcast software and entered a few words in the search bar: Xianxian assistant is very C.
The avatar is a little girl with long seaweed-like hair, a slim figure, fair skin, and watery eyes, very beautiful and attractive.
——This is Jiang Yan’s women’s clothing.
Occasionally, when no one is at home, Jiang Yan will live broadcast to earn some living expenses. A few months ago, when he turned 18, he immediately registered as a live broadcaster on the platform he has been watching.
Because his live broadcast time is unstable and he has not signed a contract with a platform, his popularity is very low. In addition, it is difficult to be a technical anchor now, so Jiang Yan simply went for the live broadcast effect route of women's clothing. He became a little popular on the first day of the broadcast and now has 100,000 fans. Of course, he is still not as popular as other people with tens of millions of fans on the same platform.
Jiang Yan glanced at the comments section below his latest update:
[Xianxian, please fence with me: When will my wife start broadcasting? My Jiji is so thirsty! ]
[Xian Mei Tian Xia Di Zhi: Get out of here, LSPS upstairs, is Xian Xian still taking extra classes this weekend? Can we live stream?]
[18cm Da Meng 1: Which school do you go to, host? I'm also in school? Do you want to get to know me? I see you're in need of money, I can support you.]
[A passerby who does not want to reveal his name: I am not a fan, I just saw this post by accident. Are gay men so scary nowadays?]
This post is a hand-exposed photo taken by Jiang Yan. He took it in a hotel. The framing is very good. The finger joints are distinct, and the fingertips are white with pink, exuding a sense of temptation.
Therefore, many people "licked their hands" in the comment section. Jiang Yan was used to it and quickly swiped past it.
[Platform prompts, your favorite anchor has updated a dynamic, click here to view.]
Jiang Yan posted another update, with only text: Live broadcast at ten o'clock, still playing games.
[18cm Da Meng 1: Why didn’t the anchor reply to me? ]
[The salty girl in the world: Because this is my wife.]
[Powerful but Hungry: 1L Are you a freeloader? How come you don’t even have a fan badge.]
Soon, several viewers responded to him with familiar words. Many of them were his list sponsors, and they all added him on WeChat.
Jiang Yan was browsing the comments and eating fried rice when suddenly, the doorbell rang.
Hmm? Could it be that uncle and auntie are back so soon?
Jiang Yan's heart tightened. He walked to the gate and looked out through the peephole. Seeing that it was just the courier, he breathed a sigh of relief.
But Jiang Yan didn’t order takeout, could it be from his uncle and aunt?
The courier seemed impatient. "Is Jiang Yan with the phone number ending in XXXX here? Here is your package."
mine?
Jiang Yan opened the door suspiciously, and the other party quickly stuffed a square package into his arms and handed him a pen, "Just sign here."
"……OK."
Seeing that the other party was in a hurry to deliver the next order, Jiang Yan simply checked the name and phone number on the package and signed quickly.
After the courier left, Jiang Yan stood there and looked at the package in his hand. It looked quite large. What was inside? Clothes? Shoes?
After checking, I found no information about the sender.
Jiang Yan became alert, but after weighing the package, he thought it shouldn't be any dangerous item like a bomb, right?
Curiosity is what drives human actions. So, after a careful inspection, Jiang Yan thought there was nothing wrong and carefully tore open the express bag.
Inside is a rectangular wooden box that feels quite hard, probably to protect the contents from being damaged by logistics violence.
After Jiang Yan threw the plastic bag of the express delivery into the trash can, he took the box back to the room.
"Huh." Jiang Yan let out a breath while sitting in front of the computer desk. He stared at the box on the table, scratched his hair, stared at the time again, and finally opened it.
Surprisingly, there were several paper figures inside. They were very rough human figures, but without facial features and were only the size of a palm.
In modern society, paper figures have a bad meaning, so Jiang Yan guessed that it was probably a prank by those people in the school.
Do you want to curse him?
Jiang Yan was indeed targeted by several bad boys in school and was often bullied. There were several obvious cracks on the mirror of the glasses he was wearing now, which was the "masterpiece" of those people, but because he had no money, Jiang Yan was reluctant to buy new ones.
This campus farce was thanks to his cousin, who didn't like him and the bad boy was his friend, so naturally, Jiang Yan, a transparent person who tried to keep his presence as low as possible, was also targeted.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yan snorted and threw the box into the trash can in the room.
It's so boring.
Jiang Yan shrugged, stood up and took out the skirt and wig from the closet for the live broadcast later. He tilted his head to look out the window. The sun was strong, the grass was lush, and the birds were singing. The gentle wind blew in through the window and scraped against his skin, which was a little itchy, but not uncomfortable.
Jiang Yan adjusted his glasses and walked into the bathroom.
The light on the ceiling was dim, and the dressing mirror reflected his entire face - his hair was a little messy, his temperament was a little haggard, especially the pair of black-framed glasses, which made him look very depressed. Therefore, no matter from which angle he was viewed, he looked like a passerby with no sense of camera.
However, when he took off his glasses, a beautiful person suddenly appeared in the mirror, completely different from the person a second ago.
The previous haggardness turned into a kind of lazy beauty that was seamlessly integrated. The boy had narrow eyes that were a beautiful amber color, and his fair cheeks had a delicate and soft feel under the light.
The beauty that was said to be sealed by the glasses seemed to be completely released at this moment.
Jiang Yan rubbed his eyes. He actually knew that he was considered a handsome guy, judging from the effect of his first live broadcast without makeup and just taking off his glasses.
But as mentioned before, he doesn't want to occupy too much presence, so he appears casual and transparent in front of other people.
As for the live broadcast of wearing women's clothing, it was just a way for him to make more money. The first few live broadcasts had already made him understand the preferences of these viewers, not to mention that he was really short of money, so he simply followed the public trend of live broadcasts.
He does whatever he can to make money. Once he puts on a wig and a skirt, he becomes two different people online and offline. With his transparency in real life, no one will believe his flawless appearance on the Internet.
During this live broadcast, Jiang Yan exposed his legs. When he sat on the chair, his black waisted mini skirt fell naturally along his thighs, roughly to his knees, and he wore white stockings on his calves.
His legs are not as thick as those of other men, but very slender, with a waist that can be held with one hand, and a face that is difficult to tell whether male or female under the camera. Any screenshot of his can capture the attention of thousands of men.
At the age of eighteen, Jiang Yan's voice is also very clear, flowing like a stream in the hearts of every audience, gently stirring everyone's heartstrings.
[System prompt: Your favorite anchor has started broadcasting. Click here to enter the live broadcast room.]
[System prompt: 18cm Da Meng 1 rewarded you with a rose x99 combo.]
[System prompt: 18cm Da Meng 1 gave you a rocket reward.]
[System prompt: 18cm Da Meng 1 left you a conspicuous message "Can you add me on WeChat?".]
Jiang Yan moved the mouse and skillfully opened the live broadcast assistant. He occasionally stared at the live broadcast room, and his red lips slightly opened: "Okay, you can join the room management group first and bring the screenshots."
A rocket worth one thousand yuan can make him the property manager, and split the profits with the platform 50-50. Jiang Yan can get 500 yuan. He only needs to exchange contact information with the other party, which is acceptable for someone of his age.
"Let's play the ABC game today."
The reason why Jiang Yan has poor grades is that he loves to play games. No one cares about him, he has poor self-control, and due to his personal experience, he chooses to deal with it negatively, so his life is very miserable.
ABC is a 5v5 competitive game. Jiang Yan’s anchor name is “Xianxian Assistant is Very C”, and he mainly plays the support position.
The support position is very important in high-end games, but now Jiang Yan is not pursuing a technical career, so he often goes to low-end games to play with the live broadcast effect, or in layman's terms, to flirt with men.
"Turning straight men gay" has always been a hot topic, and Jiang Yan seized on this point and expanded his live broadcast room little by little.
From ten in the morning to twelve at noon, about two hours, Jiang Yan didn't meet any "interesting" people, resulting in poor live broadcast results in the morning and a decline in audience traffic.
This won't do. Jiang Yan stared at the live broadcast room. The number of people online in the anchor's avatar has been decreasing. He was a little anxious. At this time, a room manager suggested:
[Salty Girl is the Best in the World: Xianxian, do you want to dance?]
...Dancing can indeed help to regain traffic.
If you can't produce a live broadcast effect with the game, then you can only put the live broadcast effect on yourself, which simply means selling your sex appeal.
Jiang Yan didn't guarantee how many perverts there were in the live broadcast room, but there were a lot of comments saying dirty words. His Adam's apple rolled and he said, "Then I'll dance for everyone."
"But I only know one, the same one as last time."
As soon as he finished speaking, it was obvious that there were a lot more comments than when he was playing the game.
[King of Passersby: I am tired of playing games, come here to relax.]
[Big Jiji Boy: WOC, I have feelings for the anchor, please help me, am I gay?]
[Mr. Wang, an enthusiastic citizen: Maybe you just like the anchor's female clothing?]
Jiang Yan pulled the chair away, he leaned down and moved the camera, and the beautiful neck swayed across the screen at close range. When he set up the equipment, there were more lsp comments in the barrage.
[The host's dog: I just entered the live broadcast room. Is this the Q host?]
[18cm Da Meng 1: OK, please approve my friend request! ]
[Xianxian, please fence with me: Are you sure the host is not gay? It seems like he is a good guy. I can consider doing it for love.]
[The salty girl is the best in the world: my Xianxian is a woman dressed as a woman! ]
In fact, Jiang Yan is not very good at dancing. He learned dancing from other female anchors. His movements were very awkward at the beginning, but he tried his best to make money.
It turned out that his efforts were very useful. After a dance performance, he gained a lot of fans.
[The host’s No. 2 dog: WOC is really good at twisting, are you sure it’s not some female host who’s acting as a substitute? This waist…tsk tsk.]
[A netizen who does not want to reveal his name: It feels great.]
[A thirsty 0: Anchor, come and fuck me! ]
[System prompt: Someone in the live broadcast room violated the rules and has been banned.]
"Oh."
[Big Jiji Boy: Who is laughing? The anchor?]
[Offending Nickname 123456: I heard it too, it was a very deep male voice, not like the host’s.]
[The host’s dog number 3: What? The host is really gay? The person just now was the host’s boyfriend? Where is he?]
[18cm Da Meng 1: What the hell? You have a partner? Isn’t this a scam?]
[Xianxian, please fence with me: It’s okay, I can join you! ]
[Xian Mei Tian Xia Di Shi: Xian Xian, can you say something?]
Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment when he saw the barrage. Just when he finished dancing, he did hear a laugh.
But there was no one else in the room, so he thought he was hallucinating. It was not until he came over and saw the comments with his own eyes that he realized he was not the only one who heard them.
"There's no one in the room, and I don't have a boyfriend, so please don't get me wrong."
Even though he was also skeptical, Jiang Yan still pretended to be calm and explained to the audience in the live broadcast room, "I was coughing just now, you heard it wrong."
Some viewers believed it, but some didn't, saying things like "I'll cancel your subscription if you don't explain."
Jiang Yan smiled helplessly, "Really no one."
At least this statement is true.
However, his smile quickly froze at the corners of his mouth.
Because the audience in the live broadcast room, including him, heard the very clear little baby voice:
"Mommy...Mommy...I'm so hungry..."
"I'm hungry... I'm hungry..."
The live broadcast room suddenly became restless again.
[18cm Da Meng 1: Damn, you are a real scammer, you even have a child.]
[The host’s dog: Wait, isn’t the host a man? How did you give birth?]
[Big Jiji Boy: Actually, with the development of technology, it is not impossible. Maybe this is the legendary...male mother?]
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