Chapter 70: The Big Spender in the Livestream

The "mermaid" who appears once in five thousand years turned out to be a national-level competitive diver who appears once in five thousand years.

Liu Zichen had originally worried about losing followers, but in reality, the live stream was flooded with virtual rockets and luxury cars. In this day and age, people aren't afraid of the bizarre; they are afraid of the unbelievable. Liu Zichen’s courage had validated this.

In truth, there could be no outcome more reasonable. If a real mermaid had actually appeared in the live stream, the audience would have likely dispersed on the spot; people were simply looking for a topic of conversation, not something truly terrifying.

Liu Zichen forced herself to endure the live stream for the entire day without saying a word. It wasn't that she intended to be silent, but she had come down with a severe cold. The bone-chilling water of the pool and the bitter winds of the winter night were enough to break anyone, let alone an ordinary girl like her. She had made this decision solely for the sake of North Pavilion's conviction.

No one criticized her silence; her beauty had conquered all, and the stream was filled with gifts and well-wishes instead.

For the next two days, Liu Zichen stayed in bed. After taking medicine and receiving IV drips, her body gradually recovered. She had a resilient constitution, and the rosy glow had mostly returned to her cheeks.

As for Shen Mingyue, the results were even more encouraging. Their follower count had successfully surpassed the ten-million mark, and media reports were already everywhere without them having to lift a finger. Yet, this wasn't what she was after.

The achievement she had been anticipating most finally arrived on schedule. Just as Liu Zichen returned to the live stream late last night, an unexpected guest appeared, ruthlessly overshadowing everyone else in the room.

This obscure new follower had sent one hundred "Spaceships" in a row!

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

The screen fell into a dead, stunned silence.

Many people sent luxury cars, and a Boeing aircraft was occasionally seen, but a Spaceship was extremely rare—let alone one hundred of them! One had to realize that a single Spaceship was worth a significant sum in RMB, and one hundred meant nearly two hundred thousand dollars—this was real money.

It all happened in a fleeting, breathless minute!

Shen Mingyue couldn't help but gasp. She suppressed her excitement and watched silently as the dazzling spaceships streaked across the screen. The new follower didn't speak, but their username popped up repeatedly, eye-catching and simple: "The King sent a Spaceship, The King sent a Spaceship..."

"The King?" This fan, who had never appeared before, was clearly a dark horse who had emerged from nowhere.

Shen Mingyue thought to herself: I have been waiting for you for a long time.

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"The King" did not say much, nor was he like some other followers who were crude and constantly teased the host. His words were filled with appreciation, encouragement, and thoughtful concern.

In this age of the internet where malicious words are flung about, many would be "melted" by such care (not to mention the financial backing). Shen Mingyue slowly began to feel "melted" as well. She sent him a private message to express her gratitude.

He didn't respond much and didn't even leave contact information, appearing quite upright. The only key thing he said was: "I am a professional agent!" Then, he went silent.

A subtle, imperceptible smile played on the corners of Shen Mingyue's lips. She was all too familiar with this game of "hard to get"; she dealt with countless cases like this every single day.

"Playing mind games with me, huh?"

She proactively left a contact method that wasn't her phone number. She had originally wanted to play it cool, but time was of the essence; she didn't want to delay. Connecting with "The King" was the key, though she couldn't be too obvious lest she be looked down upon and ruin everything.

He didn't reply. Shen Mingyue guessed he would add her soon.

But three days passed, and there was absolutely no movement. She grew secretly anxious and vaguely worried. Because "The King" hadn't appeared in the live stream for the past few days, could it have been a mistake? Had the streaming platform orchestrated this marketing stunt behind their backs to build hype?

To clarify, she specifically sought out a platform administrator. The reply was that they would receive their share of the earnings, and he congratulated the 1733 channel on the revenue, politely stating that they would be given more resources and support. The administrator’s tone was quite sincere, which dispelled many of her doubts.

Shen Mingyue had a sudden idea and probed, "We have quite high expenses during this period. Is it possible to settle a portion of our earnings for us?..."

To avoid making the platform suspicious, she added, "We want to organize an event to give back to our fans, but we are strapped for cash."

The other party hesitated, but soon replied, "Because of this large donation, we can settle 20% for you. We hope you will continue to work hard... Normally, for new streamers, our company policy is to settle after three months." This regulation did indeed exist, aimed at curbing the risk of streamers running off with the money.

"Thank you, thank you!" Shen Mingyue said from the bottom of her heart.

The administrator chuckled on the other end of the line, "You have done an excellent job, which is why we made an exception. Don't thank me, just keep working hard." He didn't mention that the company's senior management had been monitoring the data, and that making exceptions was an unspoken industry rule, just not something meant for newcomers to know.

That evening, the commission, totaling 40,000, was transferred into Liu Zichen’s account.

It wasn't a huge fortune, but it wasn't a small amount either. What mattered to them wasn't the figure, but the authenticity. Since it was confirmed that the donation wasn't from an internal source, they had to take the initiative.

As Shen Mingyue was preparing to send another private message to "The King" according to her plan, her phone's notification chime flashed. Ah, he was finally here! He had accepted the friend request.

"Hello, Mingyue," he greeted calmly.

"Tianya Mingyue" was the stage name she used in the live stream; she was a bit lazy when it came to naming.

"Hello, King. It's a pleasure to meet you," Shen Mingyue replied casually. Suddenly, she felt this didn't sound like a streamer's style, so she quickly added an exaggerated emoji and followed up with: "Brother, mwah!"

He replied with a standard smiley face and fell silent again.

Even though they were chatting via social media, the atmosphere remained awkward. Shen Mingyue thought for a moment and proactively sent another message: "Thank you so much for the donation."

After a long while, his avatar flashed: "It was nothing, don't mention it."

"I have never seen such a precious gift before," Shen Mingyue pondered for a long time before saying this.

"The King": "Actually, you streamers don't get much of that money, do you?"

Shen Mingyue: "That's true. I still don't know what percentage the platform will share with us."

"According to industry standards, it should be about half, though I don't know how they distribute it for newcomers."

"Oh, really? That much? Wow..." Shen Mingyue sent several surprised emojis and exclamation marks, finishing with a meme of someone bowing on their knees with the caption "Thank you, Boss."

"The King" sent another standard smiley face.

But soon after, a new message popped up: "With your talent and beauty, this little bit of income is nothing." He was surprisingly frank, speaking without reservation.

"Hehehe, I'm already so happy I could suffocate."

Another standard smiley face.

"Little girl, you can be happy for a while longer. I have to go get busy."

"Got it, got it!"

"The King" sent a very traditional "waving goodbye" emoji and then went offline.

Shen Mingyue stroked her chest to calm herself down, then rose from her seat to leave the live stream room, hurrying to discuss their next steps with Liu Zichen.