Chapter 23: That's Right, I Won Two Hundred Million

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“When I moved in a couple of days ago, I found a Sichuan restaurant nearby that’s really good. The flavors are so authentic! How about we eat there?” Mozi suggested to Dull Girl and Jiang Yun.

But upon hearing this, both Dull Girl and Jiang Yun shot Mozi odd looks.

“Why are you both staring at me like that?” Mozi asked, confused.

Jiang Yun smacked his lips. “Sis, this is Chengdu. Authentic Sichuan food is everywhere.”

Realizing her mistake, Mozi laughed awkwardly. “Oh, right, I forgot. My bad. You guys pick the place then, I’m new here and not familiar with the area.”

Dull Girl chimed in, “Since we’re in Chengdu, we definitely have to eat hotpot. I know a place that’s pretty good—I’ve been there several times. Let me take you.”

She glanced at Jiang Yun, knowing Mozi wouldn’t object.

Seeing Dull Girl’s eyes on him, Jiang Yun shrugged. “I’m fine with anything.”

He wasn’t picky about food; his earlier complaint was just because Mozi’s comment had amused him.

“Alright then, hotpot it is.” With that, Dull Girl headed outside, and Jiang Yun and Mozi followed.

Before getting into the elevator, Dull Girl checked her streaming hours and realized she’d nearly reached her quota for the month. Just a bit more tomorrow would suffice. Remembering she had an evening stream, Dull Girl spoke to her audience, “Alright, everyone, that’s it for today’s daytime stream. I’ll see you tonight, okay? Bye~”

After saying goodbye, she ended the stream.

Once she’d confirmed it was off, Dull Girl turned to Jiang Yun and asked, “Yun, is it alright if I call you Jiang Yun?”

“Of course. It’s just a name.” Jiang Yun nodded.

Dull Girl continued, “Jiang Yun, you’re not new to streaming—so what happened just now? You really lost your temper.”

She was referring to Jiang Yun snapping at the viewers earlier. Although it wasn’t a major outburst, for a streamer, any show of temper was a mistake.

After all, streamers rely on their viewers. Losing your temper, no matter how popular you are, is a serious misstep. Most importantly, Jiang Yun had gotten angry in Dull Girl’s stream, so she had to call him out.

Jiang Yun sighed helplessly. “I don’t know what came over me—just got carried away.”

Truthfully, Jiang Yun wanted to say that he didn’t care about losing his temper; he wasn’t dependent on streaming income. He streamed only to receive system rewards, so there was no need to pamper the viewers. But since it had happened in Dull Girl’s stream, he chose a softer explanation.

Luckily, Dull Girl didn’t dwell on it. Everyone has moments when they lose control.

“You really need to be careful. You’re trending nicely, and if you’re lucky, you could become a top streamer. Once you make it big, the trolls will only grow in number. If you can’t control your temper and say something you shouldn’t, you might lose your whole channel.”

She wasn’t exaggerating; in the streaming world, countless big names have vanished after saying the wrong thing. The more influential you are, the more scrutiny on your words and actions—one careless remark and it gets blown out of proportion. Just look at SharkStream; several top streamers disappeared because of inappropriate comments.

Dull Girl had seen it happen often, which was why she warned Jiang Yun.

“Alright, I got it.” Jiang Yun nodded.

Soon, the three arrived at the underground parking lot.

Dull Girl’s car was still in the shop after an accident. Mozi’s car was still en route from Shanghai, so Jiang Yun had to drive.

Since Jiang Yun’s car was recently purchased, as soon as they got in, Mozi exclaimed, “Wow, Jiang Yun, your car still has that strong new smell. You must’ve bought it recently?”

“Yeah, just got it.” Jiang Yun admitted. There was no denying it—new cars always have that odor, and it doesn’t fade quickly.

“New car, new house—Jiang Yun, are you that guy who won two hundred million in the lottery recently?” Mozi teased.

Everyone knew what that two hundred million was about.

Jiang Yun chuckled and played along. “Yes, that’s right. I’m the big winner who got exposed recently—two hundred million, tax-free.”

“Let me interview you. How does it feel to win two hundred million?” Mozi made a fist, pretending she was holding a microphone.

“Hmm~” Jiang Yun put on a thoughtful look and replied, “Mainly, I have more freedom now. I don’t have to worry about trivial things. I can do whatever I want—work if I feel like it, rest if I don’t.”

“Wow, I’m so jealous~” Mozi exaggerated her expression, then changed the subject. “But I heard you streamed for twenty-four hours straight just to make up your hours. Is that your idea of freedom? Or do you actually like streaming?”

Jiang Yun: ......

“Hahahaha~”

While Jiang Yun remained silent, Dull Girl, sitting next to Mozi in the back, burst out laughing.

Without the camera on, their conversation was much more relaxed.

“You don’t get it. I like to showcase my strengths on stream.”

“Oh? What are your strengths?”

“Endurance!” Jiang Yun replied meaningfully. “Streaming nonstop for twenty-four hours—how’s that for endurance?”

“Hey, hey, hey!” Dull Girl immediately caught on to his double entendre and quickly interrupted, “Just chat, no need to get cheeky!”

At that moment, Jiang Yun was already driving out of the parking lot. Hearing Dull Girl’s protest, he said, “Should I stop, then? Hands off the wheel?”

“No, keep driving,” Dull Girl replied, not daring to risk her life by arguing.

Jiang Yun chatted as he drove toward the hotpot place Dull Girl recommended.

Soon, the three arrived at the restaurant.

They ordered a few dishes and resumed their conversation.

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