Chapter 260: New Vote (Seek Support)

After glancing at the comments section, Qin Yun let it go—the voting deadline is the 31st of this month, no need to rush yet; he'd prepare once a clear trend emerged.

With time still early, he pulled out paper and pen and resumed drawing.

Over half a month had passed, and he now had a pile of sketches; he found them amusing, though he wasn't sure if netizens would like them.

Since it was a comic, the story began in childhood, depicting the time when his father was still alive—a quiet wish to see his father reappear in his life.

After sketching a few more pages, he carefully lay down beside Su Huan.

The night passed in silence; when Qin Yun woke, the room was filled with aroma.

He stepped out of the bedroom to find Su Huan busy in the kitchen.

"Brush your teeth, wash your face—dinner's ready. Today we're having tossed noodles and wontons."

Seeing Qin Yun emerge from the bedroom, Su Huan poked her head out to say it.

Qin Yun nodded, quickly brushed his teeth and washed his face, then rushed to the kitchen to steal a kiss.

Sensing the man's adoration, Su Huan offered no resistance—only genuine happiness.

Having a man who loved her so deeply, she felt not just shy, but mostly joyful—joy that he cherished every part of her.

"Mm, wait a moment—the wontons are about to fall apart."

"Hehe, if the wontons are ruined, I'll eat you instead."

"Naughty!" Su Huan quickly fished out the wontons and gave him a look, "Behave yourself—pull out the noodles, the sauce is over there."

"Got it."

When they sat down at the table, Su Huan took a bite and suddenly asked, "Are you planning to go live?"

Qin Yun nodded: "Yeah, I've rested long enough."

"These five locations are all extreme," Su Huan said, concern flickering in her eyes. "You don't have to push yourself to the limit every time—try something lighter. I'm sure your fans also enjoy seeing you do ordinary things."

"Mm, I'll try next time," Qin Yun replied—he didn't intend to always push his limits during livestreams.

"I just checked—the summit of Zhufeng and the African savanna are leading. At this rate, one of these two will win."

Qin Yun smiled: "Zhufeng isn't hard for me, but the African savanna? It's a paradise for wildlife—home to the greatest diversity of wild animals on Earth. Even I must be extra cautious."

"I heard online it's a bit chaotic there—lots of armed groups? Could there be human threats?"

"Don't worry—it should be safe."

Qin Yun's reassurance had no effect; Su Huan now secretly hoped netizens would vote for Zhufeng—after all, climbing Zhufeng was easier than Yaomei Peak, and if Qin Yun could summit Yaomei, Zhufeng would be a breeze.

After breakfast, Su Huan went to work—it was Monday.

As CEO of the company, she had to be in the office whenever she was in Hangzhou.

The chairman, however, didn't need to—she could stay home, draw, watch TV, scroll her phone, utterly at ease.

After Su Huan left, Qin Yun drove to Bao Li Tian Yi to finish yesterday's unfinished tasks—receiving the large orders. He occasionally took photos to send her, asking for her guidance on placement.

By noon, all the large items had been received, and the house was mostly decorated. After taking a video walking around the home, Su Huan sent a thumbs-up emoji and a voice message.

"Honey, Li Jie is in Hangzhou—let's have dinner together tonight."

As Qin Yun prepared to reply, Deng Chao's voice call popped up.

"Hey, Brother Qin, busy?"

"Not too much. Are you in Hangzhou?"

"Yeah, want to grab dinner? Thanks for your help last time."

Qin Yun instantly understood: "Haha, you're planning to promote."

"Hahaha."

Qin Yun thought—it was his new home, perfect for a housewarming.

"Why not come over? I'll cook."

Deng Chao hesitated: "Won't that be a bother?"

"Bother my ass—come or not? I'm heading out to buy groceries now."

"Alright then—send me the address. I'll come with my wife tonight—oh, and my kids are coming too."

"Got it."

After hanging up, Qin Yun told Su Huan, sent the address to Deng Chao, then headed out to buy groceries.

He stopped at a "Jiangxi Fried Noodle King" near a market, ordered a simple rice bowl, then opened Weibo to check the voting—just one night had passed, and the votes had already hit eight million; many had voted for all five options, but Zhufeng and the African savanna led by far.

Zhufeng was currently ahead, but only by a few ten thousand votes.

The comments beneath the post were overflowing—dense, endless, impossible to scroll through.

Overnight, the vote quietly climbed onto the trending list—its popularity was insane.

Even top celebrities couldn't match this level—his traffic was so hot it made people envious.

Several entertainment companies had approached him, wanting to launch him as an idol, even offering money, analyzing how to maximize profit from his traffic—but Qin Yun didn't care and rejected them all outright.

The companies could only sigh, watching his traffic with envy, wishing they could graft it onto their own artists.

After these livestreams, Qin Yun was already financially secure—he had little desire to chase more money.

His material desires were low; once you had enough, money was just a number.

"Why vote for Zhufeng? Brother Qin already summited Yaomei Peak."

"Yeah, vote for the African savanna—see some foreign scenery."

"I watched the Yaomei Peak summit footage several times—I found it fascinating, so I voted for Zhufeng."

"The African savanna is thrilling—predators everywhere, extreme environment—you could get attacked by lions or hyenas any second."

"You guys picked decent options—I voted for Norway, and hardly anyone chose it."

"I created several new accounts—all voted for the African savanna."

"Trust me—based on my understanding of Brother Qin's luck, he'll face constant danger if he picks the African savanna—it won't go smoothly at all."

He read through all kinds of comments—even from big V-accounts and celebrities, all pushed to the top by traffic.

Qin Yun even saw He Laoshi from Mango TV had commented.

"I voted for the African savanna—looking forward to seeing Brother Qin dancing with wolves in Africa."

Qin Yun thought for a moment, then replied beneath the comment: "Wish He Laoshi's dream comes true."

Netizens instantly flooded the replies, bursting into laughter.

"Brother Qin is so mischievous."

"Hahaha, killed me—so Brother Qin was lurking!"

"Brother Qin is too funny."

At that moment, He Laoshi was preparing for a singing show; his phone buzzed—he opened it, saw Qin Yun's reply, and smiled.

Nearby, Liu Xianhua asked curiously: "He Laoshi, what's so funny?"

He Laoshi held up his phone: "Someone replied to me. By the way, Henry, go vote on Weibo right now."

"Vote? What vote?" Liu Xianhua didn't refuse, pulling out his phone. "Is someone asking you to vote?"

"No—Brother Qin's vote. His livestream vote."

He grabbed Liu Xianhua's phone, searched for Qin Yun's name, and saw Liu Xianhua hadn't followed him.

"This one—vote for the African savanna."

Liu Xianhua studied it closely, astonished to find the man had 120 million followers—more than ten times his own.

"Jesus, that many followers? Who is he?"

"You don't know Brother Qin?" He Laoshi was stunned. "Did you just get online?"

"Uh… do I really have to know him?"

"Forget that—just vote first. I'll explain later."

After Liu Xianhua voted for the African savanna, He Laoshi told him to open Douyin and go to Qin Yun's homepage.

"There… you'll see who Brother Qin is."

Then He Laoshi went to reply to Qin Yun's comment.

Liu Xianhua stared—and nearly forgot his own task; only when someone came looking for him did he finally leave Qin Yun's page.

He immediately followed him, then went to Weibo, X, Instagram, YouTube, and Twitch to follow him too—becoming a diehard fan.

Many others were like him.

Especially celebrities—with strong influence, some even posted directly on Weibo urging fans to vote for Zhufeng or the African savanna.

As a result, the vote's popularity continued to rise.

On the trending list, it stayed firmly on top.

…

*Bang!

As the door shut, several figures entered one after another.

Qin Yun poked his head out of the kitchen and immediately saw Deng Chao, Sun Li, and two teenagers.

He greeted: "Brother Chao, Sister Li, you're here! I'm almost done—go wash up, dinner's ready. These are Deng Deng and Xiao Hua, right? Don't be shy—this is your uncle's house, be comfortable."

The two kids politely called him "Uncle," especially Deng Chao's son, who already looked like a young man.

Both inherited their parents' good looks.

"You keep cooking—I won't be polite."

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