Chapter 319: Drawing & Planning (Request Support)

Time slipped by, and it was August 31st.

At this moment, the registration count displayed in the system had reached 63 million, with less than seven hours left until the deadline.

After dinner, Qin Yun posted a notice on various social platforms.

【Registration is about to close; live drawing will begin at 9:00 AM tomorrow. Stay tuned.】

As soon as the notice went out, every platform exploded. Everyone knew this drawing was under nationwide attention—even though no details of the live stream had been revealed yet, anticipation for the next stream had reached its peak.

This drawing was also like winning the lottery.

If you were selected, you wouldn't pay a cent—you'd even receive a $100,000 reward. Where else could you find such a deal? Qin Yun owed them nothing, yet this generous gesture deeply moved netizens both at home and abroad.

Now, with the drawing finally approaching, every registrant was eagerly waiting.

【I signed up too. The odds are low, but I'll still pray.】

The person who posted this Weibo was none other than singer Lao Xue.

His revelation triggered a flood of other celebrity registrants, as many stars openly admitted they had signed up.

Netizens were stunned: Wow, Yi Yangqianxi, Zhou Shen, Chen He, Deng Chao—all had registered. Even a few retired sports legends had joined in.

This wave of self-revelations pushed the drawing's popularity to its peak, instantly topping trending lists, and within less than two hours, it climbed to number one.

Some asked: Don't celebrities earn more than $100,000 just for a single endorsement? Why bother joining such a livestream?

But those who understood knew that even if they had to pay to join, these celebrities would still want to participate. Qin Yun's livestreams were phenomenon-level—viewership far surpassed that of TV networks and all online platforms.

And with such immense popularity, getting on the stream wasn't something you could just buy your way into.

If, by some miracle, they were selected, their exposure wouldn't be comparable to buying trending spots—they might even become overnight sensations.

Of course, there was risk: if they performed poorly on the stream, it might backfire.

But the fact they signed up meant they were willing to take the gamble.

Seeing the massive online buzz, Qin Yun took even greater care in preparing for this livestream.

Yet even now, he still hadn't decided what the livestream content would be. Because five ordinary people would be involved, he couldn't make it too casual or treat it like a regular show.

But he also couldn't make it too extreme—if it became too dangerous and slipped beyond his control, that wouldn't work either.

That's why he was torn.

"What if we actually draw some celebrities? Won't netizens say it's rigged?"

Su Huan, seeing the overwhelming attention, couldn't help but worry.

Qin Yun smiled, reaching out to stroke her cheek—he'd noticed, for some reason, her skin had become increasingly radiant and elastic these past few days.

"You don't need to draw celebrities. As soon as the results are announced, someone will claim it's manipulated behind the scenes. Doesn't matter—as long as most people accept it. As for whether celebrities will be drawn, I'm actually reluctant."

"You don't want them to be drawn?"

"Mm." Qin Yun nodded. "Mainly because I don't want trouble."

"The odds are too low. I think it's impossible." Su Huan felt the chance was minuscule—five out of sixty million was even lower than winning the lottery.

In fact, over these past few days, Su Huan had received many calls from artist agencies trying to pull strings. She'd rejected them all, without even telling Qin Yun.

"Come on, let's go for a walk in the park downstairs."

Holding Su Huan's hand, they went down to the community park.

"When should we tell our parents?"

Su Huan thought for a moment: "No rush. Let's find the right time and get our marriage certificate first."

"Won't you have to tell them before getting the certificate?"

"Mm. Let Auntie pick the time."

Su Huan tugged Qin Yun's hand and added: "Let's just have the wedding in Hangzhou—keep it simple. Just our families and a few close friends."

Qin Yun nodded: "Mm. Whatever you want."

They'd originally planned to marry in two years, but pregnancy changed everything. Yet Qin Yun felt no frustration at the disrupted plan—on the contrary, these past few days, even in sleep, his heart was light and joyful.

"Do you want a son or a daughter?"

Qin Yun answered without hesitation: "If we're only having one, I hope it's a daughter. If two, then one of each. If three, then two daughters. If four…"

'Slap!'

Su Huan smacked his arm hard, glaring at him: "Do you think I'm a sow?"

"Hahaha."

Laughter drifted away on the park breeze.

…

Midnight. Registration closed. Nine hours remained until the live drawing.

Online discussions showed no sign of stopping; four trending topics were directly related to this drawing and livestream.

"Damn it, please draw me—I can't pay my loan anymore."

"666, so it's like buying a lottery ticket."

"Ugh, my girlfriend wants 388,000 yuan as bride price. Please, heaven, have mercy on me once."

"Is your girlfriend from Jiangxi?"

"How did you know?"

"Last time, a guy from Jiangxi had just settled on 288,000 yuan for materials, then got undercut by someone offering 388,000. So 388,000 isn't safe enough."

"I don't care about the money—I just want to livestream with Brother Qin. I hope the challenge isn't too easy."

"It won't be too hard, or ordinary people couldn't handle it."

"True. Look at Brother Qin's past livestreams—the easiest was probably the one at Mount Qixing in Zhangjiajie. I couldn't survive any of the others."

"Relax. We can think of it, so how could Brother Qin not have considered it?"

"Can't sleep. Just waiting quietly."

Online, discussions on major social media platforms remained hot, and after confirming the number of people, Qin Yun embraced the beauty and fell asleep in less than two seconds.

The next day, the sun was blazing.

Qin Yun got up at seven, waited until he prepared a hearty breakfast, then woke up Su Huan.

The two ate breakfast while listening to the morning news on their phones, feeling quite content.

"Today's Saturday, I'll tell my mom." Qin Yun tapped his phone and selected WeChat voice call.

After two rings, the call was answered.

"Hello, Mom, up yet?"

Hu Fen's voice sounded like she was panting.

"I'm… I'm running… Why are you calling me so early… huff…"

"Mom, you're still running?"

Hu Fen snapped: "What, can't I run and exercise? You little brat, spit it out—I still have to keep running."

Qin Yun grinned: "Mom, nothing's wrong—I just wanted to tell you Su Huan and I plan to register our marriage. Pick a good date for us."

"Huh… what did you say?" Hu Fen's eyes widened. "You're registering your marriage?"

"Mm." Qin Yun nodded. "We talked it over and decided to register first, so you pick a good date."

Hu Fen beamed: "Good, good, this is wonderful news! I'll go right away, I'll get someone to pick a date!"

Saying this, Hu Fen stopped running and turned around.

As she walked, she kept talking: "Better to register early—after registration, both families can meet, and maybe even plan a wedding."

But after two steps, Hu Fen suddenly stopped.

She thought she knew her son well—why would he suddenly want to register, when his nature was always to follow a plan?

Suddenly, a thought struck her.

She lowered her voice sharply: "Son, is Su Huan pregnant?"

Qin Yun looked at Su Huan, expressionless.

Su Huan covered her mouth and laughed; her laughter traveled through the phone to Hu Fen, who immediately realized Su Huan was listening nearby.

"Auntie, you're amazing—you guessed it right."

"Su Huan, is it true? Are you really pregnant?" Hu Fen's voice shot up in volume.

"Mm." Su Huan nodded. "We went to the hospital—it's been nearly a month."

"Good, good, wonderful!"

Hu Fen was overcome with excitement.

Then, seizing the moment, Su Huan mentioned that both sets of parents should meet in Hangzhou during the Mid-Autumn and National Day holidays.

…

At 9:00, Qin Yun opened the program on his computer and started streaming; two screens appeared in the livestream: one above, one below.

The larger upper screen showed the lottery program; the smaller lower one showed his face.

As the livestream began, fans from four platforms flooded in—within a minute, tens of millions had entered the livestream.

"Hello, everyone, good morning—did you eat breakfast?"

Qin Yun waved at the camera.

"What good morning? Look at the time—hurry up!"

"Draw the lottery fast, I didn't sleep all night."

"My fortune is about to change."

"Qin Ye, who's behind you? She looks so beautiful."

Qin Yun glanced at the comments, torn between laughter and exasperation, then cut straight to the point.

"Since everyone's impatient, I won't waste time—there are five slots total; first, I'll draw for domestic applicants."

Qin Yun had pre-set the program: a spinning ball filled with countless names appeared on screen. As he clicked, the ball's rotation speed surged.

…

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