Can following the rules be called rebirth?

Chapter 99, Question 97: Do you like it?
Unit 3, Room 201, Building A8, Shanshui Huating.

In the spacious master bedroom, the man sat with his legs crossed, a tablet in front of him playing the live stream from the next room.

made money.

So much money.

There's no need to open the contribution statistics for the top ten on the leaderboard. Just by looking at the feast of gifts on the screen and making a quick mental estimate, Zhou Mingyuan can get a general idea of ​​the numbers.

The revenue generated by topping the Douyu homepage is probably much higher than I imagined.

That day might just see them reach the six-figure mark!
Even in the later era of live streaming where many powerful figures emerged, this level of skill would be considered top-notch.

Zhou Mingyuan, the MCN boss, was thrilled. As a new platform that had just secured Series A funding, the entire operations team was ecstatic that a single streamer could generate such revenue on that day. They immediately decided to go out for a late-night snack to celebrate.

These days, methods for monetizing traffic are still in the exploratory stage, and there are very limited ways to turn fans into money.

Live streaming has undoubtedly become a proven and effective new approach.

"It seems the target was set too low."

"I didn't expect Nono to actually have a talent for live streaming."

As Zhou Mingyuan thought to himself, he watched the live stream in front of him. On the screen, Du Jianuo was smiling and saying goodbye to all the viewers that night.

"Thank you everyone, that concludes Uno's livestream for today~"

See you next time we stream!

"6610, see you there!"

Inside the live stream, Du Jianuo waved her left hand at the camera while using her right hand to control the mouse and click the end-of-live-stream button.

In a second, the beautiful background of the live broadcast room turned completely black.

But still, large quantities of fish balls and a few airplanes took off, much like fireworks reluctant to part.

The girl stood up, picked up the large warm water cup next to her, gulped down a big mouthful, pulled out the ergonomic chair, and ran barefoot toward the door.

Halfway through the run, she seemed to remember something and returned to the screen.

With trembling hands, I gripped the mouse tightly again and clicked on the gift checkout page.

One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand.
11!
Her turnover tonight was a staggering 11!
Du Jianuo took a deep breath, unable to believe it for a moment. She rubbed her eyes, leaned closer to the screen, and took another look.

That's right.

That's the number.

Even if you remove the platform's revenue share.
Even if this income is subject to personal income tax
I don't want to think about it anymore.

I'm not in the mood to do the math.

Du Jianuo threw down the mouse, her mind filled with excitement and anticipation, and pressed her hand to her chest.

She could no longer control her emotions. She jumped up from her chair as if flying, flung open the door to the live-streaming room that had been closed all night, and casually wiped the fine sweat from her forehead.

The door to the next bedroom was ajar, with a small corner of light peeking out, and a faint sound could be heard coming from outside.

Du Jianuo gently pushed open the door, and her eyes met Zhou Mingyuan's smiling gaze.

"President Zhou~"

"How awesome am I?"

The emotions she had suppressed all night seemed to explode in an instant. She opened her arms like a bird and pounced on it without any hesitation.

"This is only the first day, and the production line is already more than halfway complete!"

The girl's bright eyes reflected the light as she was held in Zhou Mingyuan's arms, her smile brighter than ever before.

"Amazing, absolutely amazing!"

Zhou Mingyuan gathered his strength and caught his senior's entire body, then used one hand to tap the tip of her nose and said with a smile.

"You don't know yet, do you? The operations team has moved your live stream to the homepage for display."

"Those traditional masters in Douyu's dance section have all been suppressed by you, a rising star."

"Nono, you're number one in the dance category tonight!"

The summer breeze is gentle and lingering, and the sounds of cicadas and the shadows of trees surround the window.

There was no overhead light in the master bedroom, only a bedside lamp that emitted a warm yellow light.

Du Jianuo nestled in the man's arms, her eyes smiling, her breath sweet as orchids.

Mingming streamed all night, performed many high-intensity dances, and was still covered in sweat. The first thing he should do is take a shower.

But she just didn't want to move. She wanted to stay in this man's arms and take a good look at him.

It's as if if you stare at him a little longer, you can see exactly how he changed his fate.

"call"

"Tired?"

They also seemed to notice that the senior's breathing had changed as she became emotional.

As Zhou Mingyuan shifted his gaze and asked the question, he noticed a patch of fine sweat glistening in the moonlight in the center of her snowy chest.

"Look, you're sweating."

"It's okay if I'm tired~"

Du Jianuo smiled and said in a clear voice, "I've really never seen so many people in a live stream before!"

"Fortunately, apart from that song 'Dynamic Light Wave,' the dances I did were all things I was familiar with."

"Hey, you know what I mean."

The man didn't stand on ceremony at all. He spread out his hands and gently wiped away the sweat beads that his eyes could see.

"Dynamic light wave really did get the best rating."

"Look at that last wave of gifts, it was absolutely massive."

"The top spots on the list seem to have been coordinated, constantly being pushed up."

Du Jianuo smiled and said, "Maybe...maybe I've never seen these before."

"I've never seen such catchy music, such a targeted three-screen design, or such a brilliant boss."

"No no no."

Zhou Mingyuan shook his head and said mischievously, "The main thing is that I've never seen anyone jump so well."

"Better than expected."

“If I weren’t your boss, I might have sent you some gifts in this atmosphere too.”

"real or fake?"

Du Jianuo sat up straight, her long eyelashes fluttering like fans.

"Did I play that well?"

"That's just how great it is."

"Do you like it that much?"

The girl spread her legs, adopting a sexy straddling position on the man, while tossing her hair, leaning forward, and wrapping her arms around his neck.

Her moist, cherry-like lips drew near, her voice lingering and drawn out.

Do I even need to say that?

Zhou Mingyuan nodded with a smile.

He brushed aside the hair that was falling across his senior's cheeks. The warm breath around his ear seemed to seep into his heart through his ear canal, and he felt his whole body heat up.

It's so itchy.

"Maybe after a while, you'll really become the number one female dancer on Douyu."

"I'm afraid those three couldn't achieve this turnover tonight, no matter how hard they try."

"She's the undisputed number one."

But Du Jianuo clearly didn't mean that. Her long, willow-leaf-shaped eyebrows furrowed slightly, her small mouth pursed, and she shook her head in front of him.

"Whether I'm the number one or not is not important."

"I don't want to hear other people's approval, nor do I want other people's approval."

"I ask you!"

She loosened her arms from around his neck, creating a small distance between them, and cupped the man's angular face in her hands.

In the moonlight, the two looked into each other's eyes.

Do you like it?

(End of this chapter)