King of Kings, start with a perfect record and strive for the top spot.

In the dead of night, the sky was as black as ink, with thick layers of dark clouds completely obscuring the stars and the moon. Judging from this, it would most likely rain tomorrow.

After three hours of hard work, Ye Lan's peak score was close to 2100 points.

This exaggerated speed at which he gained points left every spectator in the audience wide-eyed.

Ranking up is as easy as drinking water.

No one could stop Ye Lan from climbing the ranks.

The numerous pages of MVP awards were dazzling.

However, as the time came to 12 o'clock, the peak match channel was completely shut down.

Ye Lan was forced to end the broadcast.

His gaze naturally swept over the upper right corner of the live stream.

Online viewership: 20+

Three hours later, nearly 10 people left the live stream.

Yet it still maintains 20 online viewers.

This data is quite impressive; after all, there are probably very few streamers on the entire internet who can achieve this level of data at midnight.

This demonstrates that the event was a great success.

Ye Lan's name has been thoroughly established; now all she needs to do is gradually stabilize her online traffic.

"Brothers, that's all for today's live stream. From now on, I'll probably be doing live streams in the evenings, so you don't need to wait for me in the afternoons."

As Ye Lan spoke, she waved her right hand to say goodbye to the viewers in the live stream.

"I should have started doing a live stream tonight a long time ago; I have to go to work this afternoon."

"Who doesn't? I have class this afternoon!"

"Brother Ye, this afternoon, my teacher confiscated two of my phones so I could watch your live stream, ┭┮﹏┭┮"

"Live streaming at this time in the evening is great. When I'm exhausted from playing, watching Brother Ye crush his opponents instantly restores my confidence."

.........

After chatting with netizens for a few more minutes, Ye Lan chose to end the broadcast.

After the broadcast ended, Ye Lan couldn't wait to check the backend data to see how much money she had earned that day.

Once you enter the backend data interface, the earnings amount is also displayed.

Ye Lan earned a total of 50,000 yuan in gifts and nearly 30,000 yuan in advertising revenue today.

In other words, he only has a few hours tonight.

I made a profit of nearly 80,000 yuan!

Adding the 30,000 yuan he earned from playing solo with Guying, his earnings today have exceeded 100,000 yuan!

Ye Lan could hardly hide the excitement on her face.

No wonder so many people are desperate to become livestreamers and internet celebrities; the money they make is just too fast.

Even the phrase "making a fortune every day" is insufficient to describe its extravagance.

In less than a day, or even less than half a day, he earned the money that an ordinary worker earns in a year.

Thinking back to just a week ago when she was a poor loser struggling to pay rent, Ye Lan felt that the scene before her was unreal.

I'm so afraid it's all just a dream, and when I wake up, it's all gone.

Drop drop!

Just then, Ye Lan's penguin icon started flashing.

When I saw that the contact name was "son," I knew it was a message from Xu Zhiqiang.

In the chat interface, Xu Zhiqiang sent over three videos, each two and a half minutes long.

And a sentence was attached.

"I've edited all three of your solo matches with Guying. Take a look, and if there are no problems, you can release them."

"Okay, I'll take a look."

Ye Lan opened Xu Zhiqiang's video and began to observe it frame by frame.

Although he doesn't understand editing, he understands short videos.

Having surfed the internet for so long, I've watched tens of thousands of short videos.

I roughly understand some of the tricks used in popular videos.

After watching it, Ye Lan realized that her childhood friend's editing skills were truly amazing.

He first attracted the audience's attention by mentioning Guying's solo tournament in the Chinese server.

Then they edited in the conversation between the two, so that even passersby would be curious about the outcome of the video.

When Ye Lan finally showed off her skills, Xu Zhiqiang added some special effects, which made people feel inexplicably excited.

All three videos are of very high quality, which explains why Xu Zhiqiang spent so much time on them.

After watching the video, Ye Lan replied to the message with great interest.

"Your video is really good quality, it looks like it has the potential to become a huge hit!"

"It would be great if it went viral. I'm sleepy, I'm going to take a shower and go to bed."

"Okay, I'll post the video on Douyin and see. If it gets good enough traffic, I'll pay you."

"Thank you in advance for the small token of my gratitude, godfather. I'm going to bed now."

.........

Ye Lan would definitely not use her personal Douyin account to post videos.

So he used another SIM card to open a new number.

As for the ID, it's simple and clear.

Tiger Shark, Ye Lan.

After creating her account, Ye Lan tagged the three videos and uploaded them to the platform.

Now, we just have to wait until we wake up tomorrow and see how the data is.

Anyway, Ye Lan was quite confident that the three videos would get at least 10 likes.

After doing all this, Ye Lan skillfully lit a cigarette and began to slowly puff out smoke.

He started smoking when he was just an adult, but his addiction wasn't nearly as strong back then as it is now.

After graduating and starting work, cigarettes became almost indispensable to him.

It's no exaggeration to say that if Ye Lan only had 20 yuan left in his pocket one day, he would not hesitate to buy cigarettes instead of food.

As the tobacco burned out, Ye Lan stubbed it out and prepared to take a shower and go to bed.

He took a change of clothes and walked out of the bedroom, where he immediately saw Ning Caicai lying on the sofa.

Ning Caicai was curled up, fast asleep, her breathing as soft as a kitten's.

Ye Lan glanced at the TV that was still playing and guessed that Ning Caicai was so tired that she couldn't take care of herself, so she collapsed onto the sofa.

"It's only because you've encountered someone as kind-hearted as me that you've met this person. If it were someone else, you'd have nowhere to turn for help."

Ye Lan sighed, unsure whether Ning Caicai's behavior was due to her personality or if she genuinely didn't consider him an outsider.

A man and a woman, alone in a room, were lying on the sofa without any precautions.

If Ye Lan had even a bold idea...

That doesn't seem to work either, since my country has a complete criminal law.

Ye Lan glanced out through the floor-to-ceiling window. In November, the nights in Jiangcheng were chilly.

Worried that Ning Caicai might catch a cold, he went back to the bedroom, took out the trench coat he had just bought that afternoon, and gently covered Ning Caicai with it.

He also helped turn off the TV.

He wouldn't be like some simps who give up their bed for their goddess and sleep on the sofa themselves.

In his eyes, that behavior was no different from cerebral palsy.

It's enough to help within your means; after all, you didn't cause their suffering.

Helping you is a favor, not helping you is my right.

It is a good thing for people to have a kind heart and do good deeds.

But if your kindness and good deeds come at the cost of your own well-being, then it's better not to do them at all.

After doing all this, Ye Lan took her change of clothes and went into the bathroom.

After taking a shower.

Ye Lan lay in bed scrolling through Douyin for over an hour before feeling sleepy.

Ye Lan slept until noon, and after watching Douyin (TikTok) for half an hour in bed, she slowly got up.

As I left the bedroom, I immediately saw the black trench coat on the sofa.

There was also a white sticky note on it.

"Thank you for the clothes last night, but could you please smoke less? This trench coat smells like smoke, it's suffocating me."

“不过总之，还是谢谢你啦，电饭煲里有海鲜粥，睡醒记得吃饭哦，(?1?7?1?1w?1?1?1?7)?1?7?7?9。”

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