By chance, Lin Qiushui became a small-time internet celebrity, and from then on began his online money-making career.
"You don't have to send gifts. Just spend a little time with me~"
That's what he said when no one was spending money. In reality, he wished everyone would send him a Huazi gift. Who cared about company? Nothing beat cold, hard cash.
"Babe, let me add you on WeChat and invite you to the fan group."
That's what he said when he met a big spender. In reality, he was fishing for their contact information. Once he added them, he'd message them every day, asking how they were and hinting that they should book a private room at the venue.
"I've been busy with exams lately, so I won't be streaming. Remember to miss me, okay?"
That's what he said when his top donor asked to meet. In reality, he took time off school and traveled a thousand miles to meet them in person. Chances like this were rare these days. If he could latch onto a rich older woman...
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On the day they met, the young streamer dressed himself up to look pretty. In a Japanese school uniform, with a cake in hand, he looked like a fresh-faced college student, exactly the type older women adored.
He was full of anticipation. He took a deep breath and knocked. But when the door opened, he was greeted by a fierce-looking man in a yukata, with eight-pack abs and a height nearing six foot three.
...Where's my rich lady? Lin Qiushui was dumbfounded. Sensing trouble, he turned to run, but the man dragged him and the cake inside and slammed him hard against the wall.
"You're already here, Xiaoshui. Still trying to leave?"
The man said his screen name aloud, and the streamer was so scared he trembled, barely able to stand. The man behind him pressed close, his voice low and magnetic, his words coiling around him like a venomous snake:
"Quit pretending. I could tell at a glance you were a little slut."
Tentatively, this is a 1v2 story.
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