Chapter 29: I Don

[Host, you’re wrapped like a zongzi—peeling corn is easier than peeling you! Bad review!]

In Yu Xueqing’s livestream, aside from a few classmates who came to support her, there were no viewers or regular fans—but as the stream lengthened, occasional visitors occasionally stumbled upon it.

However, most people glanced once, saw nothing noteworthy, and swiped away.

Yu Xueqing wore a blue hoodie; on the table sat a set of glass tea ware and a dozen sample tea packets, and her conversation revolved entirely around Seed Science and Engineering.

Most viewers watching just wanted to kill time with some entertainment.

The viewer who complained about Yu Xueqing being wrapped like a zongzi was clearly a visitor who wandered into the stream by accident.

In today’s livestreaming industry, there are countless streamers with the “genius scholar” persona whose streams grow colder the longer they last.

After listening to an hour of gibberish with no bonus segments, the visitor tossed off a comment and left.

“?”

Yu Xueqing and the classmates in her livestream all slowly typed a question mark.

But the livestream title clearly says: “Summer East Region Black Tea and Oolong Tea Sampling Livestream.”

You actually came here looking for smut? Are we university students just too conservative, or is there something wrong with your mind?

But just moments later, Yu Xueqing’s QQ pinged with a notification.

It was a male classmate who found her via group private message.

Liu Lin: [Hesitant to Speak.jpg]

Liu Lin: [Selling tea on livestream is super competitive—go check out other female tea streamers, they know how to put on a show.]

Liu Lin: [Sheepish.jpg]

Yu Xueqing was very popular in class, her face as cute and adorable as a mascot, and living in the same dorm as Mo Yi Qing made her even more popular.

Liu Lin was assigned to the same experimental field group as Yu Xueqing in school, and their relationship was fairly good.

Moreover, Liu Lin usually had livestreams running in the background while gaming or reading, so he had some understanding of livestreaming.

When he saw Yu Xueqing say in the group that she was helping her family with a summer job livestream selling tea, three black lines immediately appeared on his forehead.

Do you even know what industry you're in?

Sure, a cute, sweet neighbor girl with a healing smile—

But that’s reality. On NuYin livestreams—

Bigger is better! Better means bigger!

Big is justice!

Cuteness means nothing next to sexiness!

Liu Lin sent Yu Xueqing several links, then quietly added images of kneeling and begging for mercy, begging her to spare him.

Yu Xueqing stared at the links, opened one on QQ, and was redirected to a NuYin livestream.

The livestream title also said “selling tea,” and emphasized that the tea was home-roasted.

Yu Xueqing looked at the screen and couldn’t help but gasp: “Is this selling milk tea?”

The livestream featured another female streamer.

The female streamer was brewing tea, the camera focused on the tea tray and her chest—estimated at ten catties.

The worst part was, the tea-selling streamer wore a low-cut dress, the slit rising nearly to her navel, then tightly cinched with transparent thread.

If not for platform rules, Yu Xueqing felt the tea-selling big sister might be wearing lingerie.

“Thank you, Big Brother, for the NuYin No.1 gift—I love you! I’ll have my assistant contact you later to assign you a premium seat in the fan group! Hehehe.”

The sexy tea-selling streamer, still in her low-cut dress, deliberately swayed her upper body as she brewed tea.

When she saw a big gift, she deliberately spread her arms wide and thrust her chest out forcefully.

Then she wobbled left and right, turning into up-and-down bouncing.

Yu Xueqing’s pupils, watching the ten-odd catties bounce left and right, up and down, widened in shock as she muttered to herself:

“If this milk tea doesn’t contain vegetable fat powder and still tests negative for trans fat, I’ll eat the fox.”

In Yu Xueqing’s livestream, her classmates were all typing question marks at her.

They could all see her face shift from shock to blankness, then her amber pupils suddenly contracted like a cat’s, darting rapidly up, down, left, and right.

Finally, she blurted out a wolfish phrase.

“So big—”

Seeing her classmates asking, Yu Xueqing didn’t hide anything—she turned her other phone’s screen toward the livestream camera.

These classmates, who usually only cared about studying, all gasped in unison at the livestream footage.

With big data algorithms, such blatantly explicit livestreams were nearly impossible for them to encounter.

What they usually saw were gimmick or gaming livestreams.

What Yu Xueqing was now showing was typically pushed only to middle-aged viewers with strong spending power.

[Ding! Your livestream has been disconnected due to excessively low neckline.]

[Violation penalty: 10-minute ban.]

The livestream screen suddenly went black, and a notification popped up.

Yu Xueqing slowly typed a question mark, then looked down at her blue hoodie, and silently typed a huge question mark on her phone.

With the livestream banned, the classmates who had been chatting with her exploded into chaos, flooding the QQ group asking why she got banned.

Yu Xueqing laughed and cried, sending a voice message in the group to better express her utter disbelief:

“My livestream was banned for ten minutes—the violation reason? The female streamer I just rebroadcast had a neckline too low.”

“I was just wondering why my hoodie collar was too low—then I realized it was because my phone’s rebroadcast feed was too low-res, and the system mistook it for smut.”

[6666]

The classmates who had just watched the livestream all typed “6666” in unison.

Cute, adorable Yu Xueqing was the class mascot—but their class weather girl occasionally spat out golden phrases or ultimate wolfish lines.

After only one hour of work, Yu Xueqing had earned a break through her own effort and wrist, and she sighed, shaking her head as she glanced into the room.

“Mew?”

As if sensing something, An Sheng, still half-asleep, turned off the air conditioner, pulled open the door, stepped out of the dorm, and right then caught Yu Xueqing looking back.

“Mew mew?”

An Sheng waved at Yu Xueqing, then headed outside to use the restroom.

But Yu Xueqing’s next sentence froze the little fox in place.

“Wah wah wah, Xiao An, come here quick—give me a big hug to comfort me!”

“The system banned my livestream, said I violated rules.”

An Sheng raised his head, frowning, and looked at the clock hanging in the living room.

The time was seven p.m.

Didn’t you say you were livestreaming at six?

Girl, what did you do in one hour to get your livestream banned?!

An Sheng was stunned.

Are you just freeloadin’ off old men’s money?

Or did you sneak a bite of Lao Ba?

“Wah wah wah”

Yu Xueqing hugged the little fox, begging for comfort.

(End of Chapter)