Chapter 80: Sorry, No Advertisements Received

After hanging up on the silly girl, Jiang Yun drifted off to sleep in a cheerful mood.

Meanwhile, as he slumbered, the clip creators from the silly girl, Mozi, and Tuntun’s livestream had already uploaded every segment featuring him online. In a short span, three entries about him soared into the top ten trending topics on Douyin.

“Brother Yun, whose zodiac clashes with the silly girl.”
“Ferrari splashed with paint, the strongest little fairy in history.”
“Even a dog can drive an automatic.”

The first entry was filled with clips of the silly girl’s various car mishaps after meeting Jiang Yun. Some users had counted: since their acquaintance, the only time she drove without incident was this afternoon when she picked up Mozi—she completed the journey without any accidents. Every other drive ended in disaster! Even today, though the drive itself was uneventful, the car was totaled while parking. A Ferrari worth millions, gone in an instant! Though the silly girl wasn’t at fault—the driver responsible and the towing company promised compensation—given the car’s age and depreciation, she wouldn’t receive the full original price. She’d still have to pay extra to buy a new car.

The second and third entries covered the two bizarre events from today’s stream: a husky driving a car, and Jiang Yun’s Ferrari being splashed with paint.

“Incredible, an automatic car really is so easy even a dog can drive it.”
“Brother Yun is pure entertainment from head to toe.”
“I declare, today’s stream was less exciting than his daily life!”
“Maybe you don’t know Brother Yun—let me introduce you. He’s a content creator named Jiang Yun, yes, the same ‘Jiang’ as Edogawa Conan!”
“I suggest Brother Yun weld his camera to himself and livestream twenty-four hours a day!”
“I thought his streams were wild enough, but his daily life is even more outrageous.”
“For those who failed their C2 driving test, come and explain!”
“No offense intended, but I’m genuinely curious—how did you fail the C2 road test? Unless the husky was in a rush for a bathroom break, even it wouldn’t fail. Did you…?”
“……”

With the massive surge in traffic, Jiang Yun’s Douyin followers skyrocketed overnight from 11 million to 18 million.

Seven million new followers in a single night!

Many of the new fans weren’t seeing him for the first time. Previously, they’d felt indifferent, thinking it unnecessary to follow him. But the wave of trending topics and his surreal antics piqued their curiosity about what kind of person Jiang Yun really was.

This led to the explosive growth of his fanbase. The speed of his follower increase left many Douyin creators green with envy! But there was nothing they could do—after all, it’s impossible to script something like a husky driving a car.

……

When Jiang Yun woke up the next day, his Douyin account had already surpassed twenty million followers!

He felt no surprise at this; he’d predicted it yesterday when he saw the silly girl and her friends livestreaming. Browsing through the comments, even Jiang Yun couldn’t help but laugh.

“Damn, am I really the ‘Jiang’ from Edogawa?”

He couldn’t blame himself for doubting—it was simply too many absurd incidents in one day. Trouble followed him wherever he went. He’d called the police so many times, it rivaled the infamous child detective.

With that thought, Jiang Yun washed up and ordered breakfast delivery.

When his food arrived, Jiang Yun sat at his computer and opened his livestream. As usual, he started by eating breakfast to fill airtime.

The viewers were unsurprised.

“You’re at it again, wasting time, aren’t you?”
“A two-hour stream, and you spend over ten minutes eating—don’t you feel guilty?”
“Host, give out a lucky bag.”
“Host, send a lucky bag!”
“Don’t just eat—send a lucky bag so we have something to wait for!”
“……”

Jiang Yun glanced at the chat barrage and casually tossed out a lucky bag containing ten thousand diamonds.

This time, though, the password for the lucky bag was different.

“A screenshot takes away ten thousand in cash.”

After sending the lucky bag, Jiang Yun swallowed his food and said, “The winner not only gets ten thousand diamonds, but can claim ten thousand in cash with a screenshot from a certain game. Which game? Well…”

He pretended to search, then grinned at the camera, “Sorry, I didn’t get any sponsorship…”

His expression shifted to a sly smirk: “So, no ten thousand cash ~”

Seeing Jiang Yun’s mischievous face, the viewers were speechless.

“Damn, thought you finally got an ad deal.”
“Thank goodness—if you started making money, I’d really be jealous!”
“You’re not allowed to earn money!”
“You scared me—I thought you were making money behind our backs.”
“……”

Amidst the playful complaints, Jiang Yun finished his breakfast.

The lucky bag was still ongoing, and many new viewers asked in the chat why there was no game on the little windmill—without a game, they couldn’t take a screenshot.

Seeing this, those in the know burst out laughing.

“Brother Yun is trickier than a slippery eel.”
“These lucky bag hunters are frantic.”
“Damn, forty-eight thousand people scrambling for one lucky bag—I’m grabbing at thin air!”
“Brother Yun is truly a superstar—nearly fifty thousand viewers for a morning stream.”
“His viewers outnumber the population of my hometown.”
“……”

After tidying up, Jiang Yun addressed his audience: “As always, we’re doing call-ins. But this time, let’s switch up the rules—if your prank is novel enough, outrageous enough to leave me speechless or break my composure, I’ll give you an extra ten thousand in cash. But no cursing!”

The announcement excited many viewers.

After all, they came to Jiang Yun’s stream for antics—either to watch or to perform themselves. Now, not only could they prank, but there was a reward! It was much easier than fighting for a lucky bag.

Seeing the lively mood in his chat, Jiang Yun smiled.

He’d thought it over yesterday: since the system’s rewards depended on his stream’s content and viewer count, he had to introduce something fresh. Thus, he devised the reward system. At least this would reduce the odds of weak pranks and improve the quality of antics in his stream.

“All right, since you’re ready, I’ll start the call-ins now~”

With that, Jiang Yun activated the call-in feature in his stream…

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