It was her first official livestream, and of course, Su Tian was nervous. She took a deep breath and watched as the livestream started. A new interface appeared before her, and she saw herself on the screen. Su Tian blinked, and the live feed blinked along with her. The livestream was definitely working.
She forced a polite, slightly awkward smile, trying to appear natural: “Good evening, everyone! I’m Su Tian, the host of the 1980s livestream. Very happy to meet you all!”
There was a brief pause of silence, and then comments immediately started rolling in.
Lucky Little Koi: “It’s really live! Finally got it! The salted duck eggs I bought last time were great. My grandma said they had that 1980s flavor. I want to buy more. Host, do you still have them? Link, link!”
Su Tian didn’t expect repeat customers so quickly. Seeing the comment, she was almost moved to tears. She quickly replied: “Yes, I do! I’ll send the link now; anyone interested can place an order!”
As soon as she spoke, the link automatically popped up—she didn’t even have to do it herself. She knew it was thanks to the livestream assistant, Xiao Ba.
The livestream didn’t just have repeat customers; there were also plenty of doubters:
User: “1980s livestream? Sounds fake.”
Follower: “Hosts nowadays are so creative with sales. This setup looks staged.”
Another: “I’ve seen this kind of livestream before, it’s all staged.”
Skeptic: “The host claims it’s the 1980s—any proof?”
Commenter: “Host is pretty; why not do a beauty livestream? Or dance a bit, I’ll tip you!”
Another: “You could show a bit more skin! The shirt’s too conservative; undo a few buttons and sway your waist!”
Su Tian: “……” What perverts! Her smile nearly vanished. She was about to manually kick out all the harassers, but she didn’t need to—Xiao Ba deleted the comments and blacklisted the two users. They would never see her livestream again. Su Tian was impressed and mentally gave Xiao Ba a thumbs-up.
She continued: “Yes, this really is the 1980s livestream. If you don’t believe me, there’s nothing I can do.”
Some users weren’t satisfied:
User: “No excuses. It’s the 1980s now. Monkey postage stamps just came out. If you can show a monkey stamp, I’ll buy everything!”
Another: “Monkey stamps! Monkey stamps!”
Follower: “If there’s a monkey stamp, I’ll believe this livestream is real!”
Skeptic: “Host, don’t you want to prove yourself? Don’t tell me this livestream is staged?”
Monkey stamps weren’t well known to people in the 1980s, but they were legendary in later generations, especially among collectors and enthusiasts. Su Tian knew them well—she had actually come from the 1980s herself. Last life, she had known how valuable monkey stamps were, but had missed the chance to acquire them. The regret had felt like losing a fortune.
Now, the stamps had only been around for a few months. They had value, though not as high as in the future. If she could get a few now, it would be profitable either to sell or to collect later. Thanks to the user’s comment, she realized she had a chance not to miss out. If she could get the stamps, she could prove her livestream wasn’t staged—and even make some profit.
Seeing the demand for monkey stamps rising in the chat, many viewers were just causing chaos, ignoring her products and shouting nonsense. Su Tian realized if she didn’t prove herself, the livestream wouldn’t last.
She said: “Monkey stamps, huh? I’ll give you a surprise in the next livestream.”
The chat erupted. Many sent gifts:
Sleepless Cutie: “Sent a little heart.”
66 Never Full: “Sent a sports car.”
66 Never Full: “If the host has a monkey stamp, I want a full set!”
Old Wang Just Wants to Retire: “Little buddy, you said one set, then one set. If it really has monkey stamps, I’ll take ten sets!”
66 Never Full: “Who’s grandpa?”
Old Wang Just Wants to Retire: “Whoever replies, fine.”
This comment infuriated 66 Never Full: “You little punk, post your location, let’s meet in real life! My grandpa’s been dead for seven or eight years, are you dead too?”
Old Wang Just Wants to Retire: “You said who’s dead? My second grandpa is still alive. Come on, let’s meet. Who’s scared?”
Su Tian looked at the two users about to come to blows in her chat, completely speechless. She hated people with no boundaries.
She asked Xiao Ba: “If they’re like this, how am I supposed to livestream?”
Xiao Ba: “Yellow card warning. Mute them for one month.”
Su Tian raised an eyebrow. Seeing the two users muted, her livestream world became peaceful. Thinking of her task tonight, she didn’t waste any more time:
“Alright, tonight we’re still selling salted duck eggs, 9.9 yuan each. First come, first served. Order now for immediate delivery.”
Spring Breeze Cutie: “Really immediate delivery?”
“Spring Breeze Cutie, if you don’t believe me, buy one and see for yourself. If it’s delayed, I’ll compensate with ten eggs.”
Su Tian trusted the livestream system—it wouldn’t let her down. Far better than future logistics.
Spring Breeze Cutie, encouraged, immediately placed an order. The price, 9.9 yuan per salted duck egg, wasn’t expensive. The eggs had a nice green shell and were oily and rich inside—delicious. Even better, if the order wasn’t delivered on time, she’d get ten more eggs. And she could show off in the livestream.
Three seconds after Spring Breeze Cutie’s order succeeded, the doorbell rang. She thought she misheard, paused, then went to check outside. There was no one there—just a delivery box at the door.
Spring Breeze Cutie widened her eyes in disbelief. She picked up the delivery box and saw the shipping label: “1980s Livestream.”
Spring Breeze Cutie: “……”
Soon, her messages began flooding Su Tian’s livestream:
Spring Breeze Cutie: “Everyone, it’s real! I really received it! The package was sent from the livestream address, shipped in three seconds!”
Spring Breeze Cutie: “I swear, I’m not a bot, this is really the 1980s livestream. Oh my god, I actually connected to the 1980s!”
Spring Breeze Cutie: “Um, Miss Tian, if you have monkey stamps, could you sell them to me first?”
As soon as it involved personal gain, some users immediately voiced their objection.
Slacker Bro: “The person above is shameless. Even if there are monkey stamps, they’d just post a link and it’s a first-come, first-served thing. How could they sell to you first? I, Slacker Bro, won’t agree to that.”
Little Li Is Trash: “I won’t agree either!”
Little Li Is Trash: “It really was that fast? I don’t believe it—I’ll try it! Placed my order!”
Many more users began commenting:
User 1: “Order placed, hope it’s real.”
User 2: “Order placed!”
User 3: “Ordered!”
User 4: “Ordered!”
User 5: “Oh wow, I really received it! Just like the first poster said—the shipping address really is 1980s Livestream.”
User 6: “I received mine too!”
User 7: “Me too!”
User 8: “Oh my, I actually connected to the 1980s livestream! The host really is from the 1980s. Please arrange the monkey stamps, I want ten sets!”
Some users were even bolder:
I’m Handsome, I’m Rich: “I’ll take a hundred sets!”
Su Tian watched as her livestream was flooded with comments. The messages were updating so quickly she could barely keep up. A livestream that was supposed to be selling salted duck eggs had now been completely taken over by monkey stamp requests.
There was only one known monkey stamp, and so many people wanted it—there was no way she could satisfy them all! Su Tian’s face fell with worry.
Then she noticed the shopping link she had posted had been cleared, and she couldn’t help but grin foolishly. Ah, well—she only mentioned the monkey stamps to show them, she hadn’t said she’d actually list them. High demand didn’t matter—supply couldn’t meet it anyway!