Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

"Good evening, good evening, welcome to Chenchen's live stream," Chenchen, with her sharp eyes, spotted Yinyin's name and immediately said, "Welcome, Sister Yinyin! Did you receive your milk tea, Sister Yinyin?"

[Received!] Yinyin sent a little heart after typing.

"I'm glad I received it," Chenchen smiled, revealing two adorable dimples on her cheeks. She then raised her hand to make a heart shape with her fingers for Yinyin. "Thank you so much for your continued support of my fan fiction, Sister Yinyin!"

Yinyin sent a heart emoji in the public chat and then didn't say anything more.

Yinyin placed the tablet in front of her and started checking the date and train ticket on her phone.

During the live stream, the streamer connected with another streamer from the same guild, and her roommate's eyes lit up: "Yinyin, your two favorite streamers have met! Teacher Nineteen is also streaming, wait, did he send out a notice before he started streaming? Is this another surprise attack?!"

“Obviously,” Yinyin looked up at the screen and saw the WeChat group that had just started moving. Unsurprisingly, the administrators and screen recording team of Nineteen were offering a high reward for Mortal Kombat.

My roommate almost burst out laughing: "Teacher Nineteen and his fans are really like this, a love-hate relationship. If it were anyone else, the fans would be teaching him a lesson in a battle. It's just that Teacher Nineteen's older siblings spoil him too much."

“It’s okay, I’m almost done,” Yin Yin said, opening a folder on her computer. “Once we put all the ones from today together, we’ll do something big for Nineteen.”

My roommate came over and clicked to take a look. Unsurprisingly, it was full of Shijiu's various "rebellious" moments. After watching it, she immediately gave Yinyin a thumbs up: "Yinyin, your fan-made content will definitely become popular. Your account is good at promoting, and it will definitely help Teacher Shijiu gain another wave of fans."

As her roommate spoke, she became envious again: "When other people play voice chat rooms, it's all about money; once the money stops, the passion stops too. But it's you, Yinyin. You never give big gifts; you rely entirely on your drawings and creative works to make the teachers treat you like a treasure."

Her roommate picked up one of Yinyin's hands and exclaimed dramatically, "What amazing hands these are, capable of turning the ordinary into the extraordinary!"

Yinyin shivered and quickly withdrew her hand: "Sister, be normal, be normal, don't come near me if you've taken the wrong medicine."

"When it comes to playing voice chat rooms, you either spend money or time. There's always one of them. If I'm unwilling to spend money on voice chat rooms, then the only option is to create derivative works."

“I wish I could,” her roommate sighed, and sat down next to Yinyin to watch. “Yinyin, how do you manage not to spend money? Every time I make up my mind not to spend, I end up spending it all again.”

"Don't bother with the card and top up," Yin Yin advised, as her roommate launched into her usual spiel. "Or you could just get a new card. Topping up is such a hassle; if you can't top up, you might as well just stop spending."

“That won’t work either. There are already few people in my little wall-to-wall broadcast room, and I can’t bear to see him always hanging on the tree,” my roommate said, rubbing her hair in annoyance. “Forget it, let’s watch Chen Meiren first. At a time like this, only Chen Meiren can soothe my sad heart. I wonder if Chen Meiren would be willing to sing ‘Green Fox Demon’ for me.”

My roommate's family is well-off, otherwise she wouldn't be sharing a double room with Yinyin. She doesn't really want to quit using it, so Yinyin won't try to persuade her anymore: "Is it the kind of thing where you get carried away after singing?"

“Oh dear, how could that be?” My roommate said, cupping her face in her hands. “Chen Meiren is an old hand at this. She knows exactly how to draw the line between lifting and not lifting.”

Yinyin raised an eyebrow: "Then I'll have to worry about whether my fan-made content will pass the review again today."

My roommate chuckled, glancing at Yinyin buying her ticket, and said knowingly, "Oh right, it's almost holiday time, you're going home. Why are you buying your ticket by yourself this week? Isn't your brother coming to pick you up?"

"My brother is a bit busy this week; he's away on a business trip."

"Oh, I see," my roommate said with some regret. "It's a pity we won't be able to get up close and personal with this handsome guy this week."

Yin Yin almost couldn't help but laugh: "Aren't there enough shows in the school and broadcast rooms for you to watch?"

“There’s no one like Zhan Ge,” her roommate said, counting on her fingers for Yin Yin. “Apart from Chen Meiren, most of the guys online are just actors in costume. The handsome guys in real life are all too young. They may be handsome, but none of them have Zhan Ge’s charisma.”

"Although Zhan Ge's face alone may not seem like a top-tier beauty, his aura makes even the most stunning faces pale in comparison. I can only notice him."

Yinyin blinked: "Okay, I remember, I'll tell my brother."

"No, no, please don't!" my roommate quickly begged. "If Zhan tells me, how will I ever be able to appreciate beauty up close again!"

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything, I won't say anything," Yinyin saw that Chenchen and Shijiu had finished their PK battle. Seeing that Shijiu had a lot of votes, she knew that his older brother and sister were both here today. She gently patted her roommate and said, "Hurry up, it's time for the punishment."

"Wow, Teacher Shijiu opened up to us while dancing and singing 'Mandarin Ducks'!" My roommate's attention was immediately drawn to her.

After watching the live stream, Yinyin packed her things and went to bed early. As for the fan-made recordings, she had already spoken with the sisters who did the official recordings, so it was fine.

Seeing that Yinyin was asleep, her roommate quickly pulled out his headphones, dimmed the lamp, and continued watching.

The next day, Yinyin went to class with her roommate. After class, she ate and then rushed back to her dormitory to grab her luggage before heading out to catch a bus.

Taking the bus by herself is much more troublesome than going directly. Yinyin has to take a bus from school to the light rail station, transfer to the light rail, and then transfer to a bus to get home.

Because she wasted a lot of time on the way, Yinyin got home much later than usual today.

Because she had already spoken to her on the phone on the way and knew that she was almost home, the door was ajar when Yinyin arrived.

"Mom, I'm home!"

Yin Yin was changing her shoes when Yu Miaoqi came out and helped Yin Yin take her luggage.

Yinyin closed the door and gave her mother a big hug: "Mom, I missed you so much."

Yu Miaoqi also missed her daughter: "Were you tired from taking the bus back by yourself today?"

"It's alright, it's just a little troublesome," Yinyin said as she and her mother entered the house. She could tell at a glance that her older brother and father had not yet returned.

“Your dad and brother have been busy lately and don’t get home until very late. Let’s eat first, just the two of us. Didn’t you say you wanted some soup? I went out and bought some stewing ingredients. Try it.”

Yin Yin didn't need anyone's help. She took a bowl and scooped out a little to taste. Although the stew contained a lot of medicinal herbs, making it taste different from what she had tasted outside, it was a flavor that Yin Yin was used to. She praised it as if it were free, making her mother beam with joy.

Around 8 p.m., Zhan Zheng and his son entered the house together.

Yinyin had already returned to her room and started her live stream, but she specially opened the door to greet them: "Dad, Big Brother, you're back!"