Today, after finishing lunch, she started filming videos as usual, then edited them, published them, spent money to boost their popularity, and also repurchased promotion for her previous videos.
Taking a glance at the comments, opinions were mixed. Some praised them as good-looking, others claimed special effects were used, and there were also those who made unpleasant or slanderous remarks—all sorts of comments could be found.
Su Tian was mentally strong; she read these comments but didn’t take them to heart.
For over ten days in a row, Su Tian filmed videos, edited them, published them, bought popularity boosts, and hosted audio livestreams.
As she became more skilled at filming videos, the time she spent on them each day decreased compared to before. She used the freed-up time to host more audio livestreams. Although the Affection Value from audio livestreams wasn’t as high as from videos, every little bit helped, right?
Plus, audio livestreams didn’t require showing her face, which was really nice.
After over ten days of hard work, Su Tian decided to take a break and treat herself to a good meal outside.
Host: Su Tian
Age: 25
Height: 168cm
Appearance: 90/100
Voice: 92/100
Figure: 88/100
Bust: 88/100
Legs: 88/100
Hair Quality: 65/100
Skin Quality: 60/100
Hand Shape: 60/100
Leg Shape: 60/100
Posture: 60/100
Skill: Design (Master)
Energy Points: 0
Affection Value: 2300
This was Su Tian’s data after over ten days of continuously posting transformation videos, hosting audio livestreams to earn Affection Value, exchanging it for Energy Points, and using the cards unlocked from Affection Value Achievement rewards for a major makeover.
Now, every stat had reached the passing line, especially those related to appearance and figure. Su Tian had allocated all the points she could to these areas, and of course, the Affection Value earned over these ten days had been completely exhausted.
Naturally, she had undergone a dramatic transformation. Her appearance went from plain and ordinary to that of a stunning beauty, and her figure changed from a bloated 200 pounds to one with curves in all the right places and a slender waist.
Of course, the cost was quite high. Over these ten days, she spent over 36,000 just on buying traffic and boosting popularity. The income from video traffic was only a little over 4,500, resulting in another instance of negative income. Fortunately, during these ten days, she achieved three Affection Value Achievements: 50,000, 100,000, and 500,000. Besides rewarding her with various cards she needed, the System also gave her cash rewards of 20,000, 30,000, and 50,000. If it weren’t for the money from achieving these milestones, she wouldn’t have had the funds to invest in these videos.
Fortunately, although she spent over 30,000, the increase in followers was quite substantial. In just over ten days, she had accumulated 230,000 followers solely through transformation videos.
After deducting the 36,000 spent on buying traffic and the expenses for video equipment and clothes, she had 40,000 left. Before Su Tian could even warm up to this money, she spent over 30,000 of it on a basic set of livestreaming equipment.
She planned to start livestreaming, and buying equipment was necessary. For now, she couldn’t afford anything better, so she’d upgrade to a better set once she had more money.
Of course, she didn’t forget to treat herself well. After eating takeout for over ten days, she decided to go out for a good meal.
She changed into a simple, pure white fitted short-sleeved top, paired with plain black loose sweatpants without any prints, and matched them with equally simple white sneakers.
Her hair fell loosely, a small portion casually draped over the front of her shoulders while the majority cascaded down her back, embodying an effortless style.
As for her makeup, it was even simpler—just a touch of eyebrow pencil, and once the mask was on, nothing else was needed.
With everything ready, Su Tian picked up her only essential item, her phone, and headed out.
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“Host, is this what you meant by treating yourself properly?”
Su Tian glanced around the restaurant—well-decorated, excellent service, bustling with customers, and the food was delicious. How could this not count as treating herself?
“Don’t underestimate these few dishes, okay? They’re worth over three hundred yuan.”
“I thought you meant a lavish feast when you said ‘treat yourself.’”
“How is this not a lavish feast? Three hundred yuan is a lot, okay?”
“Is three hundred yuan really that much?”
“Yes, it is.”
“Host, you only have a few thousand yuan left.”
“My rent is due in a few days, and I’m currently in negative income. I need to keep some savings.”
The System had no response.
Ignoring the System, Su Tian happily enjoyed her meal.
Not far from Su Tian, two waitresses were staring intently in her direction without blinking.
“How can someone be so beautiful?”
“Her face is so perfectly symmetrical, isn’t it?”
“You couldn’t even achieve this with plastic surgery, could you? She’s so gorgeous!”
“And I looked carefully—she’s not wearing any makeup.”
“That’s just incredible.”
“Incredible. If I had even a third of her beauty, I’d be over the moon.”
“Have you noticed her figure is amazing too?”
“Yes, the moment I saw her, I couldn’t look away.”
“Wow, top-tier looks and a top-tier figure. It’s so unfair. We’re both girls, so why is she so perfect while we’re just… ordinary?”
“Exactly, it’s unfair.”
“But she really is stunning!!”
Su Tian was unaware of what was happening behind her, but just as she was happily eating, a reminder from the System nearly made her choke.
“Host, someone with Purple Luck, look quickly.”
“Where? Where?”
“At the restaurant, look quickly.”
Su Tian followed the glass window and looked outside, where two people in suits were passing by.
One of them had a cold and aloof demeanor, standing nearly 188cm tall with broad shoulders and a narrow waist—an inverted triangle proportion. The lines of his neck and collarbone were as distinct as if carved. Even under the suit, the firmness of his muscles was visible, though not overly bulky, more like a sheathed thin blade, hinting at latent explosive power.
The bones of his hands beneath the suit sleeves were prominent, his wrists angular, and the veins on the back of his hands faintly visible as he walked, exuding an air of restrained allure.
Though slender, he carried no sense of fragility. His back was straight as a pine tree, and as he walked, his shoulder blades moved subtly with each step, like a raptor lying in wait. Beneath a demeanor often mistaken for “frail,” he actually harbored the precise strength of a sniper.
His strides were long and steady, landing soundlessly as if following a calculated optimal path. Even in the noisy environment, he maintained a constant pace, occasionally slowing down to speak with the person beside him, the tips of his shoes tapping the ground rhythmically like a metronome.
He habitually walked with his gaze lowered, the shadows cast by his eyelashes concealing his emotions. But when he lifted his eyes, his gaze pierced like an ice pick, causing passersby to instinctively step aside.
When passing others, he always maintained half an arm’s distance, the arc of his coat hem seeming to carve out an invisible boundary.
“Wow, great physique, and a nice side profile too. I wonder what his face looks like head-on—probably not bad either?”
As if sensing Su Tian’s intense gaze, the person outside turned slightly and met her eyes for a moment.
The moment their eyes met, Su Tian’s eyes lit up—was this guy just too handsome?
His facial structure was sharp as a blade.
His cheekbones and jawline were sharply defined, his profile cutting through light and shadow like folded paper. His nose bridge stood high, almost arrogantly so, with a shadow cast where the nasal root met his brow bone, adding to his imposing presence.
His skin was pale, but not sickly—more like frost-coated metal. Up close, a faint scar (about 1.5 cm) could be seen at the outer edge of his left eyebrow, lending a touch of roughness to his cold demeanor.
He had narrow, slightly hooded eyes with downturned outer corners that seemed weary and distant when lowered, but when he looked up, his pupils were like obsidian dipped in ice, carrying a tangible weight when they fixed on someone.
His eyelashes were thick but not soft, pressing down on his emotions like crow feathers when lowered. When he frowned, a vertical line appeared between his brows, as if carved by a knife.
His lips and expression—thin and clearly defined, with the corners of his mouth naturally straight.
His black hair was slightly longer than usual, with strands falling casually over his forehead, occasionally covering his right eye. The hair at the nape of his neck was trimmed short, revealing the distinct spinous processes of his cervical vertebrae.
A minimalist black earring (made of matte ceramic-like material) adorned his left ear, occasionally reflecting a cold gleam under strong light, like a safety catch in the shadows.
His overall aura conveyed a chilling, low-temperature visual impression.