Chapter 321: Qin Yuwen (Requesting Support)

【FullName:ElizavetaSmirnova】

【Russian full name:ЕлизаветаСмирнова】

【Gender:Female】

【Age:32】

【Location:57 Volgogradskaya Street, Saint Petersburg, Russia】

As the fourth winner appeared on screen, only one remaining slot—belonging to China—was left.

“Here it comes, here it comes, please let it be me.”

“I’ve already given up hope.”

“Hmm, Americans, Japanese, Russians, plus two Chinese.”

“Looking forward, looking forward!”

In just this short time, the carnival on screen had flown past countless times—this was only on Douyin; add TikTok, YouTube, and Twitch, and he felt the $500,000 prize wouldn’t even break even, maybe even turn a profit.

“Last slot left—here we go.”

At Qin Yun’s voice, the sphere on screen immediately began spinning again.

On Douyin, countless netizens stared with bated breath, hoping their own name would appear on the sphere.

But when three minutes passed and the name finally appeared, countless people couldn’t help but sigh in disappointment.

Of course, though many were disappointed, they hadn’t truly expected much to begin with, so after their brief letdown, they quickly returned to normal, eagerly awaiting Qin Yun’s live stream to begin.

“Master Qin, hasn’t the live stream content been decided yet?”

“Why not let us vote again, like the last two times?”

“Hehe, money doesn’t come that easy—Master Qin should make it harder.”

“666, I agree.”

【Name: Qin Yuwen】

【Gender: Female】

【Age: 22】

【Address: No. 19 Weiyeh Road, Puyan Subdistrict, Binjiang District, Hangzhou, Zhejiang Province】

Qin Yun looked at the personal information on screen and smiled: “Everyone, the final five winners have been decided. First, let’s congratulate them; second, let’s pray for them. As some friends said, the money isn’t easy to get, and my live stream isn’t easy to survive.”

“Hahaha, looking forward to it.”

“Some people are already trembling, aren’t they?”

“Just thinking about Master Qin’s live stream is thrilling.”

“What’s this? Would Master Qin really let them get hurt? This is $100,000—aww, I want it too.”

“Qin Yuwen? Where have I heard that name before?”

“It sounds familiar.”

“Wait, I remember—I just heard a new song on QQ Music yesterday called ‘Faint Light Enters,’ and the singer’s name was Qin Yuwen.”

“Same name, same person.”

Qin Yun saw these comments and felt puzzled—could he have actually drawn a celebrity?

At this moment, Qin Yuwen was listening to her agency boss’s instructions.

On her boss Liu Jiahui’s computer screen was clearly Qin Yun’s live stream room.

“For this singer challenge, Yuwen, you must try your best. We don’t expect you to win—just singing two songs is already a success, understood?”

“Don’t worry, Sister Hui, I know what I’m doing.”

Qin Yuwen understood herself well—she knew the company had given her this challenge slot purely to fill numbers.

“Mm, good that you understand.” Liu Jiahui’s gaze drifted to the screen, which had changed; she glanced casually—and froze.

She stared at the name on the sphere, then turned sharply to Qin Yuwen: “Yuwen, isn’t your home at No. 19 Weiyeh Road, Puyan Subdistrict, Binjiang District?”

Qin Yuwen paused, then nodded: “Yes.”

Liu Jiahui pressed the monitor and spun it hard, turning the screen directly toward Qin Yuwen and her agent Yang Jiajia.

“Yuwen, you’ve been selected.”

Qin Yuwen stared at the live stream on screen. She knew today was the day Qin Yun would draw winners, but she hadn’t expected anything—she’d signed up only to try her luck.

Yet seeing her personal information displayed, she instantly sat up straight, eyes wide with shock.

Then she covered her mouth, trembling with disbelief: “Sister Hui, Sister Jiajia—is this… is this really me?”

“If there isn’t another Qin Yuwen at that address, you’ve been selected,” Liu Jiahui said, a flush of excitement rising on her face. “This is an incredible opportunity—your fame will skyrocket.”

Beside her, Yang Jiajia frowned thoughtfully, then asked: “Sister Hui, doesn’t Yuwen also have to participate in Zhejiang TV’s ‘You Are a Singer’? Won’t that conflict?”

Qin Yuwen immediately looked at Liu Jiahui.

Liu Jiahui thought for a moment: “No problem. Zhejiang TV’s recording is on September 8th—it won’t clash. So far, Qin Yun hasn’t even decided his live stream content. I’m sure there’s no issue in the short term.”

“Besides, once word gets out that Yuwen is one of the five selected for Qin Yun’s live stream, it’ll help your competition chances—maybe you’ll even win the challenge.”

Saying this, Liu Jiahui looked at both of them: “I’ll have someone buy some trending articles to publicly announce that Yuwen is one of the five winners.”

As she finished speaking, Qin Yun’s voice echoed from the live stream.

“Thank you all for participating. The five winners—I’ll contact each of you in the order they were drawn. Please watch for calls from China with the last four digits 6493.”

“That’s all for today’s live stream. Thank you for your gifts. Wishing you all success at work and good health. Goodbye.”

As the live stream ended, Qin Yun’s broadcast concluded smoothly.

Qin Yuwen gripped her phone, her heart tightening with nervousness.

“Don’t rush—wait right here,” Liu Jiahui said.

Qin Yun ended his live stream, pulled up the five winners’ information, and called Fang Yuan first.

On the other end, Fang Yuan stared at his phone; the moment a Zhejiang number appeared, he instantly answered.

“Hello, are you Fang Yuan? This is Qin Yun.”

Hearing the voice identical to the one from the live stream, Fang Yuan burst into tears.

“It’s me, it’s me, Master Qin, hello, I’m Fang Yuan.”

“Fang Yuan, congratulations on winning. But before signing the contract, you still have the right to withdraw.”

“I won’t withdraw!” Fang Yuan blurted out immediately.

Qin Yun smiled: “Perfect. My live stream begins October 8th. I’ll send you your flight ticket and invitation by September 20th, inviting you to Hangzhou for training. We’ll sign the contract then, and the prize will be deposited into your account.”

“Does the timing work?”

“Perfect, Master Qin!”

Even if it didn’t work, it had to work—only a fool would say no.

“Good,” Qin Yun added. “The live stream content hasn’t been finalized yet, but a healthy body is essential. Starting today, exercise regularly, sleep early, wake early—build up your physical strength. If you collapse during the live stream, I’ll eliminate you based on your condition.”

“I understand, Master Qin. Don’t worry.”

“Good. I’ll add you on WeChat soon—please accept the request. I’ll communicate further details through WeChat.”

“Alright, bye!”

“Goodbye, Master Qin.”

After hanging up, Fang Yuan punched the air. As for his job—he didn’t care anymore. That salary? He’d never save $660,000 in a lifetime.

After adding Fang Yuan on WeChat, Qin Yun called Ryan, Tanaka Aoi, and Elizaveta Smirnova. They were clearly waiting—each call rang once and was answered instantly.

Twenty minutes passed, and Qin Yuwen’s phone still hadn’t rung—she grew restless.

“Master Qin, he won’t have forgotten…?”

The moment she muttered, her phone rang.

All three snapped to attention. Qin Yuwen pressed answer and turned on speaker, placing the phone on the table.

“Hello, are you Qin Yuwen? This is Qin Yun.”

Qin Yuwen took a deep breath, steadying her excitement: “Master Qin, hello, I’m Qin Yuwen.”

“Mm, hello. I have a few things to tell you…”

Then came the same scripted lines again. When finished, Qin Yun, curious, asked: “I saw comments saying you’re a singer—is that true?”

Qin Yuwen glanced at Liu Jiahui, who nodded, then replied: “Yes, Master Qin. I’m a new singer with no achievements yet.”

“Then I’ll definitely listen to your songs later. Who’d have thought the draw would pick a celebrity? Rare indeed.”

Qin Yun’s cheerful tone eased Qin Yuwen’s tension. She quickly asked, seeing Liu Jiahui’s gaze: “Master Qin, I’m scheduled to record for Zhejiang TV’s ‘You Are a Singer’ on the 8th—will that interfere with your plans?”

Qin Yun thought: “My training starts on the 20th—I’ll train your physical fitness and skills. So between the 20th and the 8th, I hope you don’t take too many days off.”

Qin Yuwen hurried to reply: “No problem, Master Qin! I’m barely a first-round contestant—I won’t delay training at all.”

“Mm, alright then. I’ll add you on WeChat soon—we’ll communicate through WeChat from now on.”

“Yes, Master Qin.”

After hanging up, Liu Jiahui stood up immediately.

“Yuwen, your chance to become famous has arrived.”

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