Gu Ting raised her glass of corn juice, took a sip, and said with a smile, “You must tell me when it airs. It sounds quite interesting. The lane for beautiful women is far too crowded, but the lane for beautiful women enduring hardships is completely empty. Keep it up!”
Lin Mengmeng couldn’t help but squint her eyes, asking suspiciously, “What are you acting so smug for? Didn’t you sign up too?”
Gu Ting froze on the spot, holding her glass. “What sign-up? How come I didn’t know?”
“My manager said you were on the production team’s very first batch of invitees. Because you went viral on the internet these past two days and have massive traffic, the production team sent you an invitation, and Luo Yuan already agreed on your behalf. Don’t tell me he hasn’t told you yet?”
Gu Ting didn’t reject work, and she even thought participating in a variety show might be quite fun. However, she disliked being treated like a marionette, led around by the nose by others.
She immediately wanted to call Luo Yuan, but unexpectedly, Luo Yuan called her first. The moment the call connected, he said, “I read the detailed reports on the kidnapping of the Yan Group’s young Mr. Yan today. You and he were kidnapped by the same gang?”
Gu Ting: “Yeah.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
Gu Ting countered, “Why should I tell you?”
Luo Yuan: “…Heh, if you had told me sooner, I could have asked some media friends to help promote it and ride the coattails of the Yan Group’s traffic. It would have only benefited you! Ah, what a pity. How is your relationship with the young Mr. Yan?”
Gu Ting rolled her eyes and said nonchalantly, “How good of a relationship can you have with someone you’ve only known for a few hours?”
The reports had only briefly mentioned a “Miss Gu” twice and nothing more. Presumably, the two couldn’t have had any deep interaction. Luo Yuan sighed again. “What a pity. If we could hitch a ride with the future successor of the Yan Group, we would be rolling in it from now on!”
Gu Ting was in no mood to discuss it further and said with an unfriendly tone, “It’s my turn to ask you. Did you sign me up for a new variety show?”
Luo Yuan didn’t sound angry at all, explaining with a smile instead, “Tingting, didn’t you ask me this morning to find more work opportunities for you? Your Brother Luo took it to heart. This variety show is your opportunity! This show has undergone market research, and many people are highly interested in celebrity survival reality shows. The theme is very novel. If the show explodes, it could bring you endless resources. This is a golden opportunity for us!”
Gu Ting remained unmoved, her face turning slightly cold. “But you agreed on my behalf without even asking me a single word. May I ask if you have the right to do that?”
Luo Yuan said innocently, “I don’t have the right, but Vice President Wan does. The contract you signed with the company back then explicitly states that the company has the right to accept work and commercial deals on your behalf. Don’t tell me you forgot even that?”
Gu Ting truly hadn’t expected this twist. Temporarily at a loss for words, she could only think that she must read the signed contract from beginning to end once she got back. She humored Luo Yuan with a few words before hanging up.
Beside her, Lin Mengmeng took a sip of corn juice and sighed inexplicably, “It’s true that as long as you want to endure hardships, there will be an endless stream of hardships to endure…”
Gu Ting propped her chin with one hand, pondering, “If Min Qingluo participates too, the three of us can have a grand reunion.”
Lin Mengmeng: “…” It really is a case of fearing your bro will suffer, yet fearing your bro will drive a Range Rover! why doesn’t she wish any good things for Min Qingluo?
After finishing her meal, she returned to her residence. Having some free time, she refunded last night’s tips one by one. Seeing that it was already eight in the evening—the prime time for livestreaming—Gu Ting connected the packed computer to the internet cable and turned it on, preparing to start her broadcast.
Upon learning that Gu Ting was going to turn on the camera for a livestream, Pan Ruoling, who had initially looked curious, suddenly jumped far away like a rabbit, appearing terrified of the lens. Gu Ting could only attribute it to the child being thin-skinned and shy.
Gu Ting entered her personal homepage. Seeing that her follower count had surpassed 100,000, she was pleasantly surprised alongside her shock. Although she hadn’t originally planned to pursue livestreaming as a career, witnessing the meteoric rise of her follower count and receiving the affection of so many fans still made her very happy.
Gu Ting had been broadcasting for less than five minutes when she clearly felt that the atmosphere of today’s livestream wasn’t quite right. First, the number of viewers in the livestream room was exceptionally high, with many alternate accounts mixed in. Second, the atmosphere in the bullet comments was terrible; out of nowhere, people started stirring up trouble and launching insults right from the start, making the room foul and chaotic within moments.
“Brain-dead streamer, still have the face to livestream? Sure enough, when a person reaches the peak of shamelessness, they are invincible!”
“Giving birth to a child at eighteen, what kind of good thing could you be? And yet you set up a persona of a pure, high-IQ female university student. Ptui! Truly disgusting!”
Gu Ting was shocked, wondering if this group of people had entered the wrong room. Thus, she was still in the mood to joke: “What giving birth at eighteen? The child I give birth to would definitely be very beautiful. Could you please hurry up and send a few pictures for me and the viewers in the room to see? I’m also very curious about what my child looks like.”
However, multiple alternate accounts continued to frantically stir up trouble. No matter how foolish Gu Ting was, she could see something was amiss. Just as she was about to get angry, ‘The Poop-Dropping Little Fairy’ began spamming the screen with gift special effects: “The number one face fan of the Fortune God has arrived! Family, who understands this? I took a nap on a park bench today, and when I woke up, three hundred yuan had inexplicably appeared in my pocket. It must be the Fortune God’s financial luck bringing me good fortune! Hahahahaha…”
“I can only say, not as good as me! I drew a free meal today while dining out! Instantly saved 499! Just asking one question: Who. Else!”
“Don’t be jealous when I say this, family. I casually bought a scratch card and made a net profit of 2,000 yuan. I’m living the life. Just one sentence: The Fortune God is awesome!”
“WTF? Real or fake? The streamer’s financial luck is so awesome that everyone actually managed to rub off some of it?”
The trouble that the anti-fans had just stirred up in the bullet comments was deflected in the blink of an eye. Between internet drama and cold hard cash, any human being would know how to choose, right? After all, the drama belonged to others, but the money belonged to themselves.
In an instant, an army of people wanting to rub off and welcome the financial luck swept in again. The screen was densely packed with “rub rub rub” and “receive receive receive,” making people’s heads spin.
Among the bullet comments flooding in like the waters of the Yellow River, the unyielding figures of the anti-fans were still there, fighting to the death.
“Dating twenty boyfriends at twenty-four, no wonder you were willing to shoulder a 5 million debt for a boyfriend. It turns out some people really will die without a man?”
“What kind of miserable background, self-reliant, beautiful academic genius persona who got into university while working part-time? It’s clearly a fake academic genius who slept her way to university by selling her looks! It makes me laugh until I vomit, you truly are daring…”
“What nonsense are you guys talking about? The streamer shoulders a 5 million debt for a man, sleeps with big shots for a man, and acts as a surrogate to give birth to a child for an old geezer for a man. If this isn’t love, what is true love?”
Not Fond of Eating: Streamer, eating tonight or what?
“Came late, missed a lot of drama, which class representative can summarize…”
With this interruption in the middle, Gu Ting’s anger subsided. The further it went, the more peaceful and calm her mindset became. After cooling down, she only felt a sense of ridiculous, preposterous absurdity.
The woman being insulted in the bullet comments wasn’t her at all. This group of anti-fans was stirring up trouble and flinging mud at her like this—did they want to destroy her career, or did they want her to suffer cyberbullying so she wouldn’t have a good life? What a pity; neither was her lifeblood. Doing this wouldn’t destroy her!
Thinking of this, she became even more composed. She spun around in her chair with a faint smile, standing in sharp contrast to the hostile bullet comments, and replied to the screen with absolute serenity: “Dating twenty boyfriends at twenty-four? This netizen, please be responsible for your words. Immediately, right now, pack nineteen handsome guys and send them over to me. I’m more than willing to help you validate this information.”
“A miserable background, self-reliant, beautiful academic genius persona who got into university while working part-time? Fine, I admit that after entering university, because of my part-time jobs, I never came in first place again. But the word ‘beautiful’ is something I will defend to the death.”
“Sleeping around? Surrogacy?” Speaking of this, Gu Ting genuinely couldn’t hold it in. Suppressing a laugh, she drew a few physical examination reports from her drawer and displayed them one by one in front of the screen. “A medical checkup just done on the second. Isn’t this just a perfect coincidence?”
The hospital report clearly stated in black and white that Gu Ting was still a virgin. Although Gu Ting didn’t care about this sort of thing and didn’t understand why the original Gu Ting and Li Xingzhou had never been intimate, since an opportunity to slap them in the face was right before her eyes, wouldn’t she be a fool not to use it?
Setting down the reports, Gu Ting summarized nonchalantly: “In conclusion, the above bullet comments are all baseless defamation, rumors, and malicious slander. As a law-abiding citizen, I have the right to use the law to protect my rights. All those who participated in spreading rumors tonight, you just wait for my lawyer’s letter.”
As she spoke the final sentence, Gu Ting’s gaze held an unprecedented coldness and detachment.
Why did people want to be rich? Wasn’t it for their own happiness and to stay away from troubles? Now she had a little money, and if she wanted to, she could become even wealthier. If someone insisted on targeting her and making her life miserable, she would naturally deploy measures to strike back.
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth—this was her principle of conducting herself in life.
In front of the tens of thousands of people in the livestream room, Gu Ting dialed the police emergency number. By the time she hung up and prepared to continue roasting the anti-fans, there wasn’t a single trace of an anti-fan left on the screen. The bullet comments seemed to have been scrubbed clean, fresh and natural without a single pollutant—purely flaunting achievements, pure jealousy and envy, without the slightest bit of scheming or beating around the bush.
“Although I’m not superstitious, after I lightly rubbed off some of the streamer’s luck last night, an incredibly difficult major client actually took the initiative to find me and sign a contract today of all days? Most importantly, the bonus for securing this deal reaches six figures! Streamer, you are my god!”
“So I’m not the only one! I rubbed off the streamer’s luck in the room yesterday, and today I won the first prize in the company’s lucky draw—a seven-day trip to the Maldives! Family, who understands this? Having average luck since childhood, I actually managed to win first prize in my lifetime? I woke up laughing from my dream! I’ve decided this livestream room will be my second home from now on. Whoever insults the streamer, I’ll insult their whole family!”
“Emmm… I didn’t plan to say this originally, but playing mahjong last night was a total sweep. Winning on a kong, Big Four Happiness, Thirteen Orphans, Pure Flush—I drew them all. Thank you to the Fortune God for bringing me financial luck. A small token of my appreciation, nothing major.” Although he called it a small token, he tipped a Super Rocket worth 2,000 yuan.
“So the wealthy lady suddenly holding my hand and giving me 100,000 pocket money wasn’t because she fell for me, but just financial luck at work, right? Knowing the truth makes my tears fall, wahhh~~~” He backhanded a tip of 1,000 yuan.
“Hahahahaha, does the beauty still remember the homeless man from a few nights ago? The one who shamelessly asked you for thirty yuan. I saw at a glance that the streamer’s financial luck far exceeds that of ordinary people, so I used my last 2 yuan to buy a lottery ticket. Sure enough, I won 1,500, and now I finally have a place to stay. Family in the room, as a family member, I truly advise you: the streamer’s financial luck is far beyond your imagination. While the streamer is still doing livestreams, hurry! Up! Rub! I’ll rub first out of respect. Rub rub rub…”
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Revised the text from the beginning yesterday, adding a character named Lin Yi, and the plot has been slightly altered. Treasures who don’t understand might need to re-read it.
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