Chapter 5

So, Zhao Mengmeng naturally knew Ning Chen; to be precise, because of Shi Ya, she could even say she was quite familiar with him.

Why did he start a live stream?

This vehicle looks like it should be an RV.

Did Ning Chen go traveling?

It has already been two years.

Zhao Mengmeng knew how Ning Chen had endured these past two years.

It seems he has finally decided to let himself step out of this tragedy.

He probably wants to move on through traveling.

That's quite good.

Zhao Mengmeng thought.

Ever since meeting Ning Chen through Shi Ya back then, Zhao Mengmeng had always held a very good impression of him.

She had even once envied Shi Ya for having such a wonderful boyfriend.

Thinking of her best friend who had already sacrificed herself, Zhao Mengmeng's heart sank.

At this moment, in the mobile live stream.

The melody of a guitar suddenly rang out.

In the frame, Ning Chen, holding a guitar, began to play and sing.

The opening melody entered Zhao Mengmeng's ears.

She had never heard the melody of this song before.

Only then did she realize that Ning Chen could actually play the guitar.

In that instant, perhaps because of the strangely sorrowful opening melody.

Combined with seeing Ning Chen's somewhat haggard appearance in the frame.

Zhao Mengmeng's eyes suddenly turned red...

Her fingers paused, wanting to listen.

The live stream was called "Shiguang"; perhaps because it had just started early in the morning, there weren't many people, reaching only a thousand.

"Want to see you smile"

"Want to play with you"

"Want to hold you in my arms"

"A moment ago, blushing while arguing"

"The next moment, turning around to make up"

"Not afraid of your tears"

"Not afraid of your cries"

"Because you are my pride"

"A pair of eyes chasing you as you run wildly"

"A heart that has long been ready"

"Just once is enough, I'll take you to the ends of the earth and the end of time"

"Laughing heartily on sunny days"

"Quarreling and making noise in the free air"

"Do you know what I want above all else?"

"The world is still small; I'll accompany you to the farthest corners of the earth"

"Stopping the search in a corner without worries"

"Growing old slowly in carefree times"

"..."

The song ended.

When Zhao Mengmeng came to her senses from this beautiful yet sorrowful melody.

She felt her eyes were wet.

Raising her hand to wipe them, she then realized that tears had unknowingly streaked her face.

8. This is an original!

Zhao Mengmeng could be certain.

This was indeed a new song.

It was an original new song!

She had never heard it, yet it was so beautiful.

And precisely because she knew of Ning Chen's story, hearing this song made her feel an overwhelming wave of sorrow.

At the same time.

The live stream's bullet comments had already begun.

In fact, when Ning Chen had just started broadcasting for a short while.

Over a thousand people had entered.

Then, as he began to play and sing, the number quickly reached several thousand.

After that, the growth in the number of online viewers began to slow.

This was normal.

After all, last night, a single announcement had instantly flooded the stream with a large crowd of viewers.

And the later Instant Noodle Ginseng King incident also gathered a batch of new fans.

But this streamer is, after all, just a newcomer.

The current fan count is only a little over twenty thousand.

Although the shocking Instant Noodle Ginseng King incident from last night served as a highlight.

But streaming requires time to accumulate fans and viewers.

However, come to think of it.

Perhaps this streamer is just playing around.

As the bullet comments said, someone who can afford such an RV, would they care about a few streaming dollars?

Rich people are just willful, so there's no point in saying anything.

As the streamer went live, the bullet comments began to appear.

[I don't know why I'm still stupid enough to click in and watch you.]

One bullet comment started off by saying:

[Last night you were so rude, didn't even say goodbye, and just kicked me out of the stream so suddenly.]

[But I really don't know why I'm clicking in to watch you today.]

[Could it be that you enjoy the masochistic feeling of being kicked out without even a greeting?]

[Am I some kind of pervert?]

Judging by the tone, this opening bullet comment was definitely from an angry young lady.

Yet it sparked resonance among other viewers.

To be honest, not all viewers, but certainly many of them, came back to this stream today.

To settle the score for being suddenly kicked out of the stream last night!

Viewers have watched countless streams and have never seen a single streamer shut down the stream without even saying a word beforehand.

Other streams treat viewers and fans like gods.

This guy, you're just a new streamer, and you act like this?!

Being aloof is one thing.

But...

This really hurts the fans' feelings.

Especially given the context of eating the Ginseng King followed by instant noodles!

Doesn't this new streamer care at all about building a fanbase?

So, after coming in today, the fans were just about to start blasting.

The streamer picked up a wooden guitar.

Alone, he leaned against the RV window.

Outside the window, the wind blew.

His fingers began to move.

The melody rose.

In that instant, the viewers who had been typing comments all stopped their actions at once.

The streamer's first note of singing.

Only then did the comments start to pop up.

[Holy crap!]

[Holy crap?]

[Holy crap?!]

[So good?]

[Turns out you're actually a singing streamer?!]

[Wow! That voice, that's just too good!]

[The lyrics are great! So good to listen to!]

[Oh my god, is this an original song?]

[It's an original song, never heard it before]

[Good heavens! Dropping a bomb on us first thing in the morning?!]

[One second I was half-asleep, the next second I'm covered in goosebumps!]

[Wow... really great, so good to listen to!]

[Quick, quick, quick! Record it, record it! This guy doesn't save replay videos!]

[Yes, yes, yes! Record it quickly!]

[...]

The song ended.

In the scene.

The streamer, Shiguang, still held the guitar in his hands.

He maintained the posture of playing and singing at the same time.

For a long while, there was no movement; the scene seemed frozen, just like his expressionless face.

Outside the window, morning mist filled the air, and a gust of wind blew past.

It scattered his hair, and the sheer curtain at the window brushed lightly against him.

Making his face appear and disappear intermittently.

[Damn... this song, combined with the streamer's visuals, is absolutely perfect]

[Is this a live stream? I'd think it was a clip from an art film if I didn't know...]

[This wind messed up the streamer's hair and stirred my heart]

[Isn't it strange? Just like that, I fell in love with a male streamer?]

[I'm really in love...]

[It feels like his eyes are so melancholic; how can he sing such a melancholic song?]

[Now I know, the scariest thing isn't being rich, nor is it a rich and handsome man; the scariest thing is a man who is not only rich and handsome, but also—has a story]

[Could he have been hurt by some scumbag girl? Still hasn't gotten over it?]

[Really so good to listen to...]

[Can anyone help confirm if this is really an original? Not a cover?]

[With my lifetime experience of listening to countless songs, I guarantee to you that this is absolutely an original song, never heard before!]

In Shiguang's live room.

The RV started up again.

Still on the road.

After that stunning song, the streamer offered no explanation and no interaction with the viewers.

The viewers couldn't even find out the song's name.

Leaving only the comments still chattering away.

The number of viewers in the live room, after this song.

Rose directly to thirty thousand.

Thirty thousand people is less than a fraction of a top streamer's numbers.

But it was an unprecedented record for a new streamer who had only started broadcasting two days ago.

But the terrifying part wasn't just that.

It was this streamer's follower count: thirty-two thousand!

A follower count of thirty-two thousand isn't much in the live streaming world.

But, thirty thousand online viewers, and a follower count of thirty-two thousand!

Such high follower retention has almost never existed in the entire Eastern Kingdom live streaming world!

Moreover, it was early morning!

The time when traffic is least active!

9. Everyone pretending to be Shiguang Ge's air is just vacuum, right?

The motorhome continued on its journey.

The broadcast was still one of life on the road.

The streamer Shiguang remained silent as ever.

The viewers in the live room had grown accustomed to it.

The comments continued to discuss the song from before.

They also chatted about other matters.

For instance, one comment said they had just boarded the subway.

Another said they were still in bed.

One said they were eating.

Another said they had just finished overtime work and were heading home.

Some even mentioned changing a baby's diaper...

In short, this phenomenon of comments reflected the myriad facets of life.

It was truly peculiar.

In other live rooms, the streamer is the core.

Streamers wish nothing more than to be the focus of everyone's attention.

Naturally, the comments revolve around the streamer themselves.

But in Shiguang's live room.

Because streamer Shiguang dislikes talking, although broadcasting, they have instead retreated to the background.

The protagonists became the viewers.

And currently, the viewers of this live room treat it as a pure land.

A pure land truly belonging to the viewers.

So much so that a faint sense of belonging has begun to take root.

Through chatting, the commenters came to know and grow familiar with one another.

It truly looked like a gathering of friends, or even family.

Everyone spoke at once, discussing what they wished to discuss.

Topics they feared to raise in real life due to the system, social obligations, and scheming, or simply chose not to.

This was, originally, a form of relaxation.

It was even more a resonance of souls and a sense of belonging.

This novel phenomenon.