["How is it another 30-year-old?"]
["I knew it. There are no young girls in this stream."]
["This bro makes 30k a month, he should at least be looking for a 25-year-old."]
["It’s normal for a man to be unmarried at 30, but if a woman is still single at 30, there’s definitely something wrong with her."]
The bullet comments in the livestream were brutal.
You could take any random snippet, post it on Xiaohongshu, and get 300 angry replies.
But Zhang Zhe took a quick glance and it seemed... the ones talking were all uncles and aunties. Their own kids were probably around his age, or maybe even a little younger.
’No wonder they’re not afraid to say whatever they want at their age.’
When it came to a real flame war, these old aunties feared no one.
"Young man, is 30 years old acceptable? Same age as you," the host asked Zhang Zhe. "If you don’t have a problem with it, I’ll start the matchmaking process."
"If you can’t accept it, I’ll just kick her off. She didn’t pay anyway."
"Yeah, that’s fine. No problem."
Zhang Zhe felt it was okay. The woman was clearly trying to win his favor with her words, and she seemed to be genuinely there for a blind date.
"Alright, let’s get started then."
The host cleared her throat. She was a well-known local Matchmaker, and the livestream was just an advertisement for her own matchmaking agency.
"Let’s have the lady introduce herself first."
"What should we call you?"
"My surname is Qi, you can call me Xiaoxi." The woman began her formal self-introduction. "I’m actually a little over thirty, but because I take very good care of myself, I look younger than my age. People always say I look like I’m twenty-five or twenty-six."
"Okay, would you mind turning on your camera?" the Matchmaker asked.
"It’s not a good time right now. I haven’t washed my hair, so I look a bit of a mess. I’m afraid I’d make a bad first impression on him."
"But I can tell you this much: all the guys who’ve pursued me said I look like Gao Yuanyuan. When I’m walking down the street, guys will sneak glances at me."
"Oh? Gao Yuanyuan? She’s gorgeous! A goddess in the hearts of many young men," the host hyped her up. "Sounds like you’re very confident in your looks."
"Mhm, that’s right."
"My height without shoes is 5’2.5". With shoes on, I look about 5’5". Standing next to a guy who’s 5’7", I don’t look short at all. It’s been a while since I weighed myself, but I’m probably a little over 110 pounds..."
While the woman was introducing herself, Zhang Zhe maintained a deadpan expression, as if he were listening intently to a lecture.
When he heard her claim she looked like Gao Yuanyuan, he had to use all his strength to keep from laughing.
It was no different from Zhang Zhe calling himself "the Daniel Wu of Central China."
’You lose if you take it seriously.’
The rest of her introduction didn’t contain any bombshells.
Until a yellow exclamation mark appeared in the woman’s video frame.
DING~
"Host detected in a blind date scenario."
"Blind Date Intel function activating!"
"Analyzing current blind date subject..."
[Medium-Value Intel]
[Subject’s real name: Qi Chunmei. Employee at a private company. Age: 31. Height: 5’2". Weight: 181 lbs. Nickname: "Yuanyuan" (Roundy)]
The moment he saw her height and weight, a giant question mark appeared over Zhang Zhe’s head.
?
’This woman has redefined the meaning of "a little over 110 pounds." ’
’Gao Yuanyuan?’
’Not Gao, just Yuanyuan. Not tall, just round. Is that what she meant by Gao Yuanyuan?’
Zhang Zhe tried his best not to imagine what she looked like, because there really wasn’t much to imagine. She was probably built like a Snorlax.
To be fair, if he saw a Snorlax on the street, Zhang Zhe felt he would probably sneak a couple of glances too.
’So when you think about it that way, maybe the woman was telling the truth after all.’
"My educational background is a bit higher than this gentleman’s. I have a master’s degree."
"Right now, my annual income is around 200,000."
"But since I’m in management, I’ll probably be making 300,000 in another two years."
"This gentleman is in Shencheng City, and I’m in Yangcheng. The cost of living where I am is quite different from Shencheng, so all things considered, my income is probably a bit higher..."
["Cost of living has nothing to do with the city in her case."]
["Bringing up 300,000 two years from now? By that logic, I’m gonna win five million next year."]
["What kind of management position only pays 200,000 a year?"]
["This guy definitely spends less money than you do."]
Zhang Zhe strongly agreed with the bullet comments. Even though he was in Shencheng City, his cost of living was definitely lower than the woman’s in Yangcheng.
Just looking at the "food" aspect of "food, clothing, housing, and transport," he consumed far, far less than she did.
’The energy density is what it is. Their basic metabolic rates are just different.’
"I haven’t really dated much before, but because I’ve always been exceptionally attractive, I’ve had lots of boys chasing me since I was young."
"Maybe I was just too focused on my studies. I never had the mind for dating."
"After I started working, I went on a few blind dates here and there, but I never found anyone particularly suitable, so it just got delayed."
"That’s basically my situation."
Just as the woman finished her self-introduction, the intel gathered by the system popped up.
Perhaps because there was so much information on her, two exclamation marks popped up at once this time.
One red, one white.
Zhang Zhe had already noticed a pattern. The system didn’t just give random information; it expanded upon and corrected the information the woman had already revealed.
’It really is guiding and protecting me.’
In a normal blind date setting, this was equivalent to him getting the correct information no matter what she answered to his questions.
It was incredibly practical, ensuring he wouldn’t miss the key points among a flood of information.
This was the first time a white exclamation mark had appeared.
The content of the intel was rather mundane:
[Low-Value Intel]
[Qi Chunmei was never pursued by any boys during her school years. She was always the one chasing others, but because she was overweight, she never once succeeded.]
The red intel, however, was as explosive as ever:
[High-Value Intel]
[In the past three years, Qi Chunmei has been on over 100 blind dates. However, due to being extremely picky, she has never had a successful match. Furthermore, due to repeatedly insulting and personally attacking her dates, she has been collectively blacklisted by all the Matchmakers in her city, forcing her to return to her hometown for matchmaking.]
If it weren’t for the system, Zhang Zhe would never have imagined he’d run into such a character.
’Who could possibly understand the sheer significance of being blacklisted by matchmakers?’
The men in her hometown were truly blessed. A blind date with this person would definitely provide a massive boost to their life experience.
This time, the Matchmaker, Li Erniang, hadn’t yet realized she’d encountered a real piece of work. She asked with a pleasant smile, "Miss, is there anything you’d like to ask our male guest?"
"Yes, yes, I do."
"I was a little distracted when he was introducing himself earlier. I want to know, has his family prepared a marital home? And will the wife’s name be added to the deed upon marriage?"
["Such a blunt question."]
["This woman is so dumb. She exposed that she doesn’t own a house in one sentence."]
["Nothing’s even been decided and she’s already after his house?"]
["My daughter doesn’t need her name added! Can you kick this woman out and let my daughter have a try?"]
"I don’t have a marital home."
"And I have no plans to buy one at the moment. My family’s house has enough rooms."
Zhang Zhe told the simple truth. Since he had no positive expectations for this blind date anyway, he didn’t bother with pleasantries.
But this truth seemed to rub the woman the wrong way.
She suddenly flared up, her tone becoming passive-aggressive. "You’re not even buying a marital home for your wedding? So we’re supposed to live with your parents in the future?"
"Doesn’t that mean I’ll have to take care of your parents?"
Zhang Zhe was stunned. ’Lady, with your height and weight, shouldn’t you be the one getting taken care of wherever you go?’ he thought.
’I’d even have to wonder if you could fit through the doors in my house.’
However, considering the information about her weight came from the system...
...the person he was facing now was "Gao Yuanyuan."
Zhang Zhe could only say patiently, "I believe taking care of the elderly is the duty of their children. A husband and wife should support their parents together. If you really don’t want to, hiring a professional caregiver doesn’t cost that much these days."
"Heh." The woman gave a cold laugh. "You don’t have to be so sanctimonious. Anyway, my parents dote on me, they don’t need me to support them in their old age. So I hope that when I get married, I won’t have to support someone else’s parents either."
"If you’re not buying a marital home, then we can live elsewhere. Just as long as we don’t live with your parents."
"Your parents don’t need you to support them?" Zhang Zhe was a little surprised. "Do you have any younger or older siblings?"
"Nope, I’m an only child."
"My parents told me that after I get married, all I need to do is take good care of myself," the woman said, quite smugly.
An image instantly formed in Zhang Zhe’s mind.
He pictured a pair of parents looking at their daughter—over thirty, still unmarried, and round as a ball—and saying with anguish, "We’re not counting on you to support us in our old age, but you at least have to think about yourself! If you don’t get married, what will you do when you’re old?"