Chapter 133: Mom, I'm Going to Be on TV

"Yes, Auntie, I'm in Beijing with Qin Yun," Su Huan smiled sweetly into her phone. "We've secured several contracts for this livestream. Don't worry, Auntie—I'll keep an eye on him."

Qin Yun heard this and couldn't help rolling his eyes. This woman never called him herself, never bothered to check in.

Yet she chatted warmly with Su Huan.

If Hu Fen knew Qin Yun's thoughts, she'd definitely slap him across the head.

Isn't it all for your lifelong happiness? You're already on your second marriage and still have no clear sense of direction.

"Mm, Auntie, don't worry—he pays me a very high salary. He hasn't treated me poorly."

"Hehehe, back at Alibaba I was way too busy. Now working with Qin Yun, it's actually much easier."

"Alright, I'll have him take it."

Su Huan handed the phone to Qin Yun: "Auntie wants to speak to you."

Qin Yun took it: "Hello, Mom."

Hu Fen: "You brat, why does your voice sound so impatient?"

"No, how would I dare?"

"Hmph, good thing you dare not," Hu Fen said. "Su Xiao lost her job because of you. You'd better repay her properly."

Qin Yun glared at Su Huan's smirking face and said: "How else am I supposed to repay her? I'm already paying her fifty thousand a month. If I repay her any more, I might as well give her the company and work for her myself."

"That wouldn't be impossible."

"Mom, are you even my mother?"

"Hahaha, alright, take care of yourself. After your livestream, have Su Xiao call me. Stay safe."

"Mm, don't worry, Mom. By the way, I might be on TV."

"What TV?"

"Hehe, not sure yet—I'll tell you when it happens."

"You little rascal."

He hung up, returned the phone to Su Huan, and looked at her smug expression.

"You seem pretty pleased with yourself?" Qin Yun sneered. "I'm thinking about cutting your year-end bonus this year."

Su Huan instantly snapped: "You dare? I'm the CEO."

"I'm the chairman."

…

At eleven a. m., Qin Yun met Li Lin, the director of Wu Ha, along with Chen He and Deng Chao, at the guesthouse.

Li Lin looked young, but Qin Yun checked her records—she was already over fifty, nearing sixty. Clearly, people in this industry knew how to maintain themselves.

Chen He looked exactly the same as always, but Deng Chao, whom Qin Yun met for the first time, showed tremendous enthusiasm.

"Qin Ye, Qin Ye, it's my first time meeting you. I'm Deng Chao—I'm your fan."

Qin Yun smiled: "Brother Deng, as my fan, have you ever spent on the Carnival?"

Deng Chao froze for a moment, then his eyes darted: "You know, my wife is very strict about this—I've only ever spent one red note at most."

"Oh, so your household status is pretty low, then."

"Uh… that's not quite fair to say."

"Hahaha."

After the joke, the slight awkwardness between them instantly melted away.

Qin Yun introduced Su Huan: "This is Su Huan."

"Young Lady Su, nice to meet you," they all greeted her.

But from Chen He and Deng Chao's expressions, it was clear they were suspicious of their relationship.

Li Lin said: "Qin Ye, then I'll call you that too."

Qin Yun looked flustered: "Li Dao, please be casual. 'Qin Ye' is just a fan-given nickname—nothing serious."

The moment Li Lin saw Qin Yun in person, she was extremely satisfied. This young man wasn't just as capable as he appeared in his videos—he was also stunningly good-looking.

Of the Wu Ha crew, only Deng Chao in his youth could even compare. The rest couldn't even polish his shoes.

"Qin Ye, I heard from Chen He that you plan to livestream tomorrow. Could you give a brief introduction?"

Qin Yun nodded and briefly explained longboard downhill and his intended challenge.

After hearing it, Li Lin felt a chill run up her scalp. She hadn't felt this way when Chen He first told her.

"140 km/h? Isn't that exaggerated?"

Beside her, Deng Chao looked almost terrified: "Qin Ye, last year I was in a car accident—a car going over 130 km/h hit me from the side. If it had been a head-on collision, I'd probably be dead. But that was a car. You're going to slide down on a skateboard?"

His tone made it clear he found it utterly unbelievable.

"Hehe, that's why it's a challenge," Qin Yun shrugged. "I can't guarantee I'll succeed—I'll just push for the highest possible speed."

Seeing Qin Yun's calm expression, not the slightest bit fake.

Li Lin reluctantly chose to believe him—but honestly, she deeply doubted it.

She thought Qin Yun was probably just trying to fleece his fans with this stunt.

Yet the shocking clips on his homepage subtly reminded her that this man's strength wasn't as shallow as she assumed.

"Qin Ye, have you watched Wu Ha?"

Li Lin asked this as if it were obvious—she assumed no young person hadn't watched Wu Ha.

But Qin Yun shook his head: "Sorry, I don't usually watch variety shows. The last one I watched was Running Man."

Li Lin: "…………"

Deng Chao and Chen He couldn't help smirking at Li Lin's stunned expression, but she glared at them and they swallowed their laughter.

"Qin Ye, let me give you a quick introduction."

With Li Lin's introduction, Qin Yun quickly gained a basic understanding of the show.

In plain terms, it's a road-trip-style outdoor reality show about the Wu Ha members facing dual pressures from work and life, with almost no personal time left in their daily routines.

So claiming "all remaining time is yours" became Wu Ha's greatest pursuit.

They carve out time from their hectic, mundane lives to embark on a road trip, encountering people who are ordinary yet extraordinary, and experiencing their life stories.

"Brother Qin, I want Wu Ha to run into you, witness your challenge, and at the end, let them try this longboard… downhill."

"No… no need." Chen He waved his hands hastily, "No need, I'll just watch. I still want to live another two years—my old arms and legs can't handle it. Let Chao Ge go instead."

Deng Chao gave him a look of contempt, then cheerfully—backed down.

"I don't need it either. I only know a little about skateboarding. How could I dare try sliding down a mountain?"

Li Lin ignored them. Seeing Qin Yun hesitate, she continued, "The production team can sponsor your livestream. How about two hundred thousand?"

Qin Yun glanced at Su Huan. Su Huan said, "Three hundred thousand. After all, we're partnering with Red Bull, and their sponsorship fee is three hundred thousand."

"Red Bull is sponsoring your livestream too?"

Li Lin froze, then her heart leapt with excitement.

"Yes, we've already signed the contract." As she spoke, Su Huan placed a brand-new contract on the table from her bag.

Li Lin glanced at it—it really was Red Bull.

"Not just Red Bull," Su Huan smiled, putting the contract away. "We've also signed sponsorship deals with DBH, DJI, and Casio."

Damn, aside from DBH—which Li Lin didn't know—everything else were international giants. Damn, I totally underestimated them.

They weren't here to harvest fan leeks; they were here to harvest sponsor leeks.

Without hesitation, she nodded firmly: "Fine, three hundred thousand. I'll go back right away and have the contract sent over to finalize the details."

Li Lin acted swiftly and didn't linger—she prepared to leave.

But as she stood up, she suddenly remembered something: "How about this—I'll contact the Miaofeng Mountain Scenic Area on behalf of the production team and ask them to temporarily close the area for one morning. That way, there'll be less disruption. Otherwise, with Wu Ha here, tons of fans will flock over."

Qin Yun hadn't expected such a lucky bonus.

He couldn't shut down the mountain himself, but the Wu Ha production team had deep pockets—closing the mountain for a morning was effortless.

In fact, the scenic area might not charge a single cent for hosting Wu Ha's filming, since it only brought benefits and no drawbacks.

Yet on the surface, Qin Yun showed no emotion, merely saying calmly, "Alright, then thank you, Li Dao."

Li Lin left, but Chen He and Deng Chao stayed.

Deng Chao was someone who enjoyed making friends; with Chen He acting as intermediary, it didn't take long before he grew familiar with Qin Yun.

As they chatted, the two began discussing the wildly popular survival show currently trending on Douyin.

"Brother Qin, when you go to Canada for the survival show, you've got to show these foreigners what Chinese people are made of."

"Haha," Qin Yun said. "Of course. Two million U. S. dollars is trivial—Chinese pride is the real matter. If we're participating, we're going for the championship."

Deng Chao gave a thumbs-up: "No wonder you're Brother Qin—you treat money like dirt."

Chen He retorted, "Chao Ge, don't believe everything Brother Qin says. If he really treated money like dirt, why start a livestream with tipping? Just shut it off—it'd be better."

"…."

Su Huan, watching Deng Chao's expression, burst out laughing.

"Brother Qin, you're not being fair," Deng Chao didn't mind. "I was even planning to ask Her Majesty for some funds to tip you during your livestream."

The group chatted and laughed, and before they knew it, it was noon.

Qin Yun treated them to lunch, and then they took their leave.

…

"It's a lucky bonus—now I don't have to worry about bystanders interfering. I can pour all my focus into it."

Su Huan nodded. "Yes, compared to the three hundred thousand, I care more about them arranging the mountain closure."

The money was a bonus; the mountain closure was the surprise.

"What about the camera shots?"

"Don't worry," Qin Yun grinned. "It's a happy accident—I've got a drone with built-in AI directing that can feed all these shots into the backend. During the livestream, we can switch between them as needed."

"Good, you've got a plan."

"Twenty-eight fixed positions, one action camera, one main camera, one secondary camera—just five kilometers, yet over thirty camera angles. I never expected this."

Actually, thinking about it, it made sense.

Precisely because the time was short, they needed more shots to capture everything—otherwise, filming the whole thing with just one camera would be too dull.

Qin Yun's livestream announcement, after a morning of spreading, had already reached five hundred thousand viewers—and was still growing rapidly.

Under his Weibo post, the comments were surging like a trending topic, the rate of replies skyrocketing.

Fans treated this place like a discussion forum—under many comments, hundreds of replies could be dug up again.

"I'm at Miaofeng Mountain, but I haven't seen Brother Qin. Where the hell is he staying? There are so many guesthouses around—I'll have to search."

"Why search? Just sleep on the mountain. Brother Qin's doing a downhill run—he'll have to go up, right?"

"Makes sense."

Looking at these comments, Qin Yun couldn't help but laugh and sigh.

He quickly posted another message:

【Thank you all for coming to Miaofeng Mountain to support your streamer. I'm currently conserving my energy and won't be showing up yet—you'll see me tomorrow.】

"Conserving energy? You're pretty good at Weibo slang, aren't you?"

"Heh, just tell us which guesthouse you're in—I'll come pay my respects and leave."