Chapter 24: Are You Just Clocking In for Work Here?

“So Jiang Yun, aren’t you planning to approach any other guilds after this?” Mozi asked curiously.

Jiang Yun nodded. “Actually, I don’t think signing with a guild makes much difference for me. I’ve gained some popularity already; as long as I just keep things steady every day, it’s enough. I don’t expect to get rich from streaming anyway.”

Hearing this, Dumb Girl chimed in, “But you can’t just keep doing stunts every day. You mainly stream games, and the competition in League of Legends is fierce. Without a guild, you’ll get throttled and suppressed, and you might not even retain your current audience.”

Although Jiang Yun had already mentioned not wanting to join another guild, Dumb Girl wanted to give it another shot. After all, their current guild wasn’t exactly harmonious. If she could bring in more popular anchors who supported her, her influence within the guild would grow, which would benefit her own development.

How could Jiang Yun not see through Dumb Girl’s intentions? He smiled and said, “It’s fine. If they want to suppress me, let them. Anyway, from now on, I’ll only stream two hours a day—one minute more and I won’t stream.”

“Huh??”

Both Dumb Girl and Mozi were stunned.

Two hours of streaming a day? What was that about?

Could you even make money like that?

Even anchors like Mozi and Dumb Girl, who had sizable followings, streamed at least four hours a day—most did six to eight, sometimes even longer to make up their hours.

Seeing their bewildered expressions, Jiang Yun shrugged helplessly. “I told you, I’m really not relying on streaming for income now. I still stream out of personal interest.”

“But then…” Dumb Girl wanted to ask how Jiang Yun made a living if he didn’t stream, but suddenly an idea struck her. Eyes wide, she said, “Don’t tell me you actually won the lottery?”

Jiang Yun: ...

“Come on, I was just joking, and you took it seriously? I’ve never left Chengdu, have you heard about any lottery wins here lately? Besides, do you really think my current standard of living could be satisfied by a typical lottery prize?”

Jiang Yun looked at Dumb Girl speechlessly.

“Uh… you have a point.”

Dumb Girl scratched her nose, embarrassed.

Not to mention, Jiang Yun’s place alone was beyond what any ordinary lottery could afford.

“No wonder your streaming style suddenly changed recently—you don’t actually want to stream anymore,” Mozi said suddenly.

Her main content was gaming, so she understood the gaming anchor scene well.

She’d noticed Jiang Yun a while back—good streaming presence, skilled gameplay, but unfortunately had signed with a lousy guild.

Just a couple days ago, Mozi saw Jiang Yun trending on TikTok and realized his contract with the old guild had ended.

Then she noticed his streaming style changed—he stopped gaming and spent days just doing stunts.

Mozi had thought he’d been under too much pressure and was relaxing, or perhaps he’d found a better style and was transitioning.

Turns out, he simply didn’t want to stream anymore, which explained the casual approach.

“Well, not exactly. It’s just that lately, viewers in my stream want to see me do stunts rather than play games, so I haven’t been gaming much,” Jiang Yun said.

He didn’t have strict standards for what he streamed.

Whatever the audience wanted, that’s what he’d do.

Since he only streamed two hours a day, he was open to anything.

“Do you play PUBG?”

“PUBG?” Jiang Yun glanced at Mozi, then nodded. “I do. I played it for a while when it was popular, but the game cooled off too quickly. By the time I started streaming, it didn’t have as much traction as League, so I didn’t stream it.”

“True, the game’s popularity dropped fast,” Mozi agreed.

When PUBG first launched, it was a nationwide sensation—the hottest title of its time.

No other game could compare.

It nearly wiped out League of Legends.

Luckily, IG won the championship that year, giving League a lifeline.

Then PUBG’s developers made a series of terrible decisions, and the game quickly faded.

Now it still has some traffic, but mostly for established anchors. Newcomers rarely get any share.

That’s why Jiang Yun chose to stream League last year when he entered the industry.

League’s traffic had declined too, but it was still much better than PUBG, and newcomers could at least get a small piece.

“If you’re free tonight, play with us. I’m also a stunt anchor, so let’s see whose antics are more impressive,” Mozi said with a smile.

In a way, she and Jiang Yun were the same type of anchor—game-focused, with stunts as a secondary draw.

Since they weren’t on the same platform, there was no competition, and Jiang Yun’s recent traffic was decent, so Mozi didn’t mind collaborating.

“Sure, but I’ll only stream after midnight,” Jiang Yun agreed without hesitation.

But when he mentioned streaming after midnight, Mozi’s expression turned odd.

“After midnight? Why?”

Jiang Yun replied as if it were obvious, “Because I’ve already streamed two hours today. If I go live again, it’ll be tomorrow.”

Mozi: ...

“Are you clocking in for work here? Why so strict about the hours?”

Jiang Yun winked at Mozi. “If you didn’t rely on streaming for a living, would you enjoy streaming?”

“Uh…” Mozi paused, then said, “Probably not.”

Despite all her antics and stunts, it wasn’t because she liked it.

She simply enjoyed the income streaming brought.

Anyone who’s been an anchor knows—once your stream gets popular, all kinds of weirdos show up. The barrage of comments is endless.

If you’re unlucky, you’ll see trolls trying to ruin your mood.

“Exactly. So you get what I mean now? I stream purely for interest. As long as I stick to two hours a day, and choose odd hours, eventually only the true fans will remain. The comments will be harmonious, and I won’t have to worry about trolls anymore,” Jiang Yun said matter-of-factly.

“That… actually makes some sense?” Mozi tilted her head.

She felt something was off but couldn’t pinpoint it.

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