Chapter 320: The Dust Has Settled

There are five slots total: two for China, three for overseas.

As the circle on the screen began to spin, every fan in the Douyin livestream held their breath.

Everyone hoped it would be them.

After all, this wasn't just a chance to join Qin Yun in a livestream—it came with a hundred thousand U. S. dollars in earnings, equivalent to 660,000 RMB. For most ordinary salaried workers, saving 660,000 RMB might take more than ten years.

In short, it's just like buying a lottery ticket.

Most people would say it's easier to win ten million than to earn ten million.

Because once most people start working, they realize it's impossible—zero probability—to earn ten million through their salary in their lifetime.

Even if the odds of winning the lottery are low, they're still one in several million.

At this moment, in a small, shabby rented room in Shandong, a good-looking young man watched the livestream while sorting through yesterday's recyclables.

He came from a poor family; his parents were weak and chronically ill. Though he had good grades, he dropped out after high school and went out to work.

Besides working, collecting recyclables during his free time was also a decent side job.

But after paying for his parents' medical bills and household expenses, his monthly savings were only one or two thousand. He barely scraped by on food, let alone any other entertainment.

So most of his entertainment came down to the old Redmi phone in his hand.

He was a loyal fan of Qin Yun, having followed him for a long time; though he'd never sent gifts, he never missed a single one of Qin Yun's livestreams.

When this draw for the next livestream companion was announced, he signed up immediately.

Though he didn't harbor much hope, watching the spinning circle, he still felt a quiet anticipation.

The circle spun, and the fans' hearts spun with it.

But damn it, after a full minute, the circle showed no sign of stopping.

"What the hell, why hasn't it stopped yet? How long is Qin Ye going to spin this?"

"I'm done. I can't even breathe anymore and it still hasn't stopped."

"Hahahaha."

Seeing the comments, Qin Yun slapped his forehead: "I forgot to mention—it spins for three minutes."

The netizens exploded.

"Fucking waste of my emotions."

"If you weren't Qin Ye and I could reach you through the internet, I'd come over and beat you up."

"Speechless."

Seeing these comments, Su Huan burst out laughing.

Qin Yun sighed helplessly and spread his hands: "The programmer set the minimum time at three minutes—I can't change it. I'm already lucky I didn't pick thirty minutes."

Everyone was speechless, but as they talked, the circle on screen finally slowed, the names began vanishing rapidly, until it stopped, revealing one name dead center.

【Fang Yuan】

Below the name, the person's information appeared.

【Name: Fang Yuan】

【Gender: Male】

【Age: 25】

【Address: Shandong...】

Fang Yuan, who had been busy, looked up at the screen. As the circle slowed, the name that was too familiar to be anything but his own appeared—he held his breath.

But he knew many Chinese shared the same name; it might not be him.

Until the details below slowly appeared, a wave of overwhelming joy slammed into him—his heart pounded, his eyes instantly reddened, and long-suppressed emotions erupted in incoherent excitement.

"Hahahahaha, it's me, it's me, I won, I won!"

When a comment from "Yuan Ge" popped up in the livestream, netizens flooded the chat with envy.

"Envious, real envy—I just got a hundred thousand U. S. dollars."

"Wahhh, I lost a slot, I'm crying my eyes out."

"Calm down—the odds are microscopic, only two slots, so stay composed."

"I know, I'm just envious."

Everyone knew their chances of being drawn were tiny, yet they still hoped.

"Congratulations to this brother named Fang Yuan. After all the draws are done, I'll personally contact the winners," Qin Yun switched the draw to overseas, "Now let's draw the second one—for our overseas friends."

Without hesitation, Qin Yun clicked to draw.

At this moment, the three-minute duration felt endless.

Across the ocean, in the kitchen of a street-front restaurant, a Black youth named Ryan was wiping shelves, a phone resting on them—its screen clearly showing Qin Yun's livestream.

He came from a Black family with many younger siblings, all supported by their mother's odd jobs.

He dropped out of school early to work and help support the household; though this restaurant job paid little, it was stable, enough to keep a roof over their heads and food on the table.

As the circle spun, Ryan's wiping slowed.

He clenched his fists, watching names vanish one by one from the circle until it settled on a foreign name.

【Ryan Evans】

Seeing the name, Ryan's eyes bulged, his body trembling.

"Oh, no, no, OMG..." he muttered incoherently, snatching up his phone and staring fixedly as the details unfolded.

【Name: Ryan Evans】

【Gender: Male】

【Age: 23】

【Location: 124 Oak Street, Los Angeles, California, USA】

'Gulp!'

Ryan swallowed hard, his gaze fixed tightly on the final address—that was his home; if the previous ones had overlapped, this address definitively locked his identity.

After a long while, a hoarse roar escaped his throat.

At this moment, the livestream chat erupted again, with viewers from home and abroad sending their congratulations.

'Another lucky person has been born.'

'One opened overseas, two more abroad, and one still left domestically.'

'Shit, why not me!'

Qin Yun smiled at the camera: 'Congratulations, Ryan! Let me say it again—once all the draws are finished, I'll reach out directly to the selected friends, so everyone please wait patiently. Next, let's draw another overseas participant.'

As his words ended, a new round of drawing began; the rolling sphere once again tugged at everyone's hearts.

But Ryan no longer cared about continuing work—he burst out of the kitchen, shouted to his boss, and rushed out of the restaurant, sprinting home.

He had to tell his mother the good news.

With one hundred thousand dollars, his mother wouldn't have to work so many jobs anymore.

Another three minutes passed; the third winner appeared on screen.

【FullName: AoiTanaka】

【Japanese full name: Tian Zhong Kui】

【Gender: Female】

【Age: 17】

【Location: 2-15-8 Sakura Street, Osaka, Japan】

Seeing the third winner, Qin Yun paused in surprise—he hadn't expected it to be a Japanese person.

He thought for a moment and said: 'The third winner is from Japan. But since the program's language is only Chinese and English, just to be safe, I'll read it out.'

At this moment, in a izakaya in Osaka, Japan, it was dinnertime—the place was busy. Tian Zhong Kui had rushed here right after school at noon to help out.

Between the two full curves on her chest hung a small phone, and on its screen was precisely Qin Yun's livestream.

'Kui-chan, Table 3's order is ready—hurry and take it over.'

'Yes, Mom.'

Tian Zhong Kui responded, picked up the tray from the serving window, and walked toward Table 3.

At that moment, Qin Yun's voice came from the phone: 'The third winner is from Japan. But since the program's language is only Chinese and English, just to be safe, I'll read it out…'

'From Japan?' Tian Zhong Kui understood Mandarin—she loved Chinese culture, and as the saying goes, interest is the best teacher. In Mandarin, she had great talent and quickly reached a high level in listening, reading, and speaking.

But when the voice in the phone switched to Japanese, her steps involuntarily halted, her eyes filled with disbelief.

【Name: Tian Zhong Kui】

【Gender: Female】

【Age: 24 years old】

【Address: 2-15-8 Sakura-dori, Osaka City, Osaka Prefecture, Japan】

Not just her—the livestream viewers stared in shock as Qin Yun recited it fluently in Japanese.

'Holy shit, holy shit, Brother Qin even speaks Japanese!'

'Damn, I give up—turns out the gap between people is bigger than the gap between people and dogs.'

'How many languages? Anyone know how many?'

'English, Mandarin, Spanish, German, Arabic, Japanese—six already. So fucking impressive.'

Su Huan beside him was also stunned.

'Husband… you… you speak Japanese too?'

Qin Yun smiled: 'It's nothing. Honestly, I also speak French and Portuguese—all learned during my free time.'

Hearing their conversation, the livestream audience was utterly speechless.

But at the izakaya, Tian Zhong Kui could no longer hear anything. She quickly set down the food, rushed out of the izakaya, and pulled out her phone to stare at the screen.

There, on the screen, the winner was unmistakably herself.

'Aaaahhh… I won! I won!'

Overcome with wild joy, Tian Zhong Kui laughed, then sprinted back into the izakaya and shouted loudly at her busy parents: 'Dad! Mom! I won! I won!'

The izakaya's customers stared at her with strange looks.

But Tian Zhong Kui didn't care anymore—she rushed to her parents, kissed them both hard, then ran out again, grinning foolishly.

'Dad, Mom, I'm going to school!'

'You haven't eaten lunch yet.'

'I'm full!'

'Let's congratulate Tian Zhong Kui! Next is the fourth winner—come on, let's continue.'

On screen, the sphere spun for the fourth time.