Chapter 164: This is the first time I've ever seen a streamer scold their audience like grandchildren.

"That is, you guys are fucking a bunch of morons!"

As he said this, a polite smile still lingered on Chen Luo's face, as if he weren't uttering vulgarities, but rather stating something as matter-of-fact as the sun rising in the east.

When his voice trailed off, the entire studio fell into a pin-drop silence. Even the director was dumbfounded, wanting to say something but not daring to.

Sitting opposite him, Wen Xiu wore a wry smile. "This kid actually said it. I honestly thought he was just joking beforehand."

Wen Wan, meanwhile, continued to cup her cheeks in her hands, gazing at Chen Luo with infatuation.

"Even when he's cursing, he's so handsome. Truly my precious baby~"

The moment these words were spoken, it was like a stone causing a thousand ripples, and the comment section of the entire live-stream instantly exploded.

[Holy shit! I literally just clicked in and saw the streamer cursing! And he's cursing everyone!]

[What the hell! You think you're superior just because you're a streamer? Giving advice on college entrance exam applications, my ass!]

[What absolute trash of a streamer! Nobody stop me today, I'm going to rip him to shreds! No matter how long he streams, I'm going to flame him the entire time!]

[Flame him together! Flame him together! I'm dragging all the parents in my residential compound over to tear him apart!]

Without needing any additional algorithmic promotion, the live-stream attracted twice as many people in just a few short minutes. The viewer count surpassed 5,000, the comments exceeded eight hundred, and the stream's popularity surged rapidly.

Yet at this moment, the comment section was completely flooded with the enraged vocabulary of trolls.

At this point, the director even raised his hand, gesturing to ask Chen Luo if he wanted to pause.

Chen Luo did not stop for a single second. Instead, he smiled and continued.

"If you listen carefully to what I have to say, you will definitely admit that what I just said was true!"

[Ha! Never seen a streamer so arrogant! Come on, let's hear it! I'm listening!]

[I, Old Wang, would rather jump down from here and die outside than ever admit I'm a moron!]

[This streamer oppa is so handsome, scolding me feels so good, please lay it on harder!]

[Holy shit! Where did this M come from? Get lost right now!]

Another overwhelming wave of comments swept across the screen. The viewership continued to climb, approaching ten thousand, and the account's follower count had already hit one thousand.

The director and crew members on set were completely dumbfounded. Wait, what kind of new subscriber-growth trick was this?

Wen Xiu let out a comprehensive summary at this moment: "I suggest Chen Luo put out a tutorial: 'How to gain a thousand followers and break ten thousand in popularity in under three sentences.' It's guaranteed to be a bestseller!"

It took the director a good while to snap back to reality, muttering to himself.

"First time I've ever seen a streamer treat his audience like his grandsons while chewing them out."

Unfazed by this surge in popularity, Chen Luo showed no trace of surprise; he had anticipated this exact outcome all along.

Today, he was determined to forge a legendary, god-tier moment.

"Do you know why I said you examinees and parents are morons when it comes to filling out application forms?"

"Because when choosing your majors, you keep wasting massive amounts of time and opportunities on completely irrelevant focal points!"

Saying this, Chen Luo slowly stood up. The smile vanished from his face, replaced by a stern expression.

"You know what kind of people I despise the most when it comes to college applications?"

"I despise those parents who do nothing but blame their kids for poor grades, while remaining utterly clueless about universities and majors, yet chattering away endlessly on the sidelines."

"Clearly understanding nothing, knowing only how to repeat gossip they've heard, and then fucking forcing their kids to make a decision while adding the line, 'Figure it out yourself.'"

"And then, once they enter university, muddle through four years, and reach the point of entering the job market, you pass the buck all over again, claiming, 'You made this decision yourselves back then, so now you have to bear the consequences!' "

"Just how many parents constantly interfere with and control their children's lives while refusing to bear the consequences of making the wrong decision!"

"Children are not your appendages! They are human beings! Living, breathing human beings!"

"They have the qualification to choose their own lives, and you have zero right to strip them of that qualification."

"Either you stay out of it and let them bear the consequences themselves, or you properly research the alignment between majors and future employment, and point them in the correct direction!"

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"

The sound of his breathing, heavy with anger, echoed in everyone's ears. The audience in front of the screens consisted mostly of parents, and they were infected by Chen Luo's intense emotion.

The comment section, previously a sea of curses, suddenly went blank. Many people fell into a heavy silence, their eyes fixed solely on Chen Luo's indignant face.

Guilt surfaced on the faces of many viewers behind their screens. They had to admit that Chen Luo was right.

Most parents of high school seniors had no plan for their children's future, merely following the crowd or harboring only a vague concept.

Most parents only knew to push their kids toward education majors or all sorts of random fields.

Perhaps some of the things Chen Luo had just said were precisely what their own children had longed to express. A wave of shame washed over many parents, almost prompting them to close the live-stream.

"Now, let's get to the main point. Listen closely to my few ironclad rules for filling out college applications!"

"After listening, if you feel they make no sense, you are welcome to come back and curse me as a moron!"

Chen Luo slowly sat back down. Everyone's attention was captured by his words, halting their attempts to leave; some even reached out with pen and paper to take notes.

"Rule one: Ordinary families must rely on themselves—medicine, military academies, police academies, and publicly funded teachers!"

"Rule two: If you want a high-starting-salary upon graduation, aim for prestigious universities in electronic communication and computer science."

"Rule three: If you can't get into a top university, try your best to avoid economics and management."

"Rule four: Beware of the four major pitfalls—biology, chemistry, environmental science, and materials science. Employment is nearly impossible without a master's or Ph.D."

"Rule five: Unless you want to run around the wilderness, run the moment you see geology, mining, agriculture, forestry, or civil engineering."

"Rule six: Art is expensive and relies on talent; the path to employment depends on connections, mentors, and luck."

"Rule seven: Medicine and law are brutally grueling; get mentally prepared before choosing them."

"Rule eight: Know yourself. For ordinary people, going to university is just to find a job, not to change the world!"

Having finished, Chen Luo did not rush to speak further. He picked up the cup of water beside him and took a sip.

Meanwhile, the audience before the screens wasn't shocked; instead, they were chewing on the underlying implications in their hearts.

Though these eight rules sounded simple, they undeniably hit the nail on the head, offering highly practical reference advice.

Many people were frantically scribbling down these phrases with their pens, terrified of missing a single word.

Seeing that there weren't many comments left on the screen, Chen Luo put down his cup, not waiting for them to type again.

"Alright, that's all for today. Whether I stream tomorrow depends on my mood."

[Don't! Don't base it on your mood! Teacher! I beg you, keep talking!]

[Yeah! We were wrong! You actually have genuine substance and skill. Please, talk for a bit longer! My child is taking the college entrance exam next year!]

[I beg you! I beg you! Pity the hearts of parents everywhere!]

[Teacher! Name it! How much in tips do you want before you stream tomorrow? We'll gift you gifts!]

[Send gifts! Start sending gifts and keep the teacher here!]

"Damn it! This fucking works too?! Chen Luo, how the hell did you pull this off!"

Wen Xiu couldn't help but curse, then looked at Chen Luo, her eyes filled with shock and admiration.

"No, I don't want your tips."

Chen Luo pressed his hands downward in a calming gesture, a smile returning to his face.

"Now, please type 'I am a moron' across the public screen. As long as we get a thousand comments within one minute, I'll stream at this exact same time tomorrow!"

"Starting the countdown: one minute, begin!"