Rekindling the Youthful Era

Chapter 845 Can't handle this?

The performance of "As You Wish" was a complete success, and the live stream was filled with praise.

【It sounds so good! 】

[As expected of Sister Qing, her singing is simply superb.]

Look at Zhusheng's expression, it's hilarious! Her resentment is practically overflowing!

"One more song? There's still plenty of time."

[Zhusheng, be good, just sit there and let your mom sing a couple more songs.]

[My dear mom has taken over my live stream, hahaha!]

"Want a few more?" Yuan Wanqing glanced at the comments, smiled at her precious daughter, and then turned to Li Luo, "Want some more?"

Before Li Luo could even respond, Yan Zhusheng had already appeared silently behind them like a ghost.

She poked her head between the two of them, coldly saying without looking at either of them, "Mom, don't you have your own live stream?"

"Your livestream is just like mine, isn't it?" Yuan Wanqing covered her mouth and chuckled, unable to resist teasing Yan Zhusheng. "You won't even agree to let me sing a few songs?"

"If you want to sing, just go and stream it yourself." Yan Zhusheng turned to Yuan Wanqing expressionlessly. "Wasn't singing one song here enough?"

"This wasn't my own request; it was your dear audience who begged me to keep singing," Yuan Wanqing said, pointing to the comments section, her lips curving into an even wider smile.

The audience cheered and kept spamming the screen, urging Yuan Wanqing to continue singing.

Yan Zhusheng pouted, looking sullen.

Fortunately, Li Luo stepped in to help out, standing up and saying to Yuan Wanqing, "Aunt Yuan, since you're home, I have something I'd like to discuss with you. Let's not disturb Zhusheng's live stream for now."

"Oh, really?" Yuan Wanqing glanced at Li Luo, pondered for a moment, then stood up to offer him her seat, smiling and waving to the camera, "Goodbye everyone, thank you for your support, bye-bye~"

【Huh? You're leaving already?】

[Rekindled! What could you possibly want so late at night?]

[What can't we talk about after the live stream ends? Come back here!]

Don't go, Sister Qing!

Unfortunately, Yuan Wanqing had already said goodbye to the audience. After waving, she smiled and left the live broadcast area.

Soon, the sound of the two leaving and the door closing could be heard in the live stream.

Yan Zhusheng returned to her seat and regained control of the live stream, but she didn't say anything and just sat there silently.

He neither played the piano nor sang; he just sat there quietly.

[Why don’t you speak? 】

Still sulking, huh? Hahaha!

[Zhu Sheng is actually quite cute when she's angry]

[Sister Qing is so mean, she bullies her daughter like this.]

[Don't be angry, Zhusheng! Let's sing a song, shall we?]

Yan Zhusheng stared at the comments for a while, but didn't react at all.

It wasn't until there was another knock at the door that Li Luo opened it and returned from outside. Yan Zhusheng turned her head and finally smiled again.

"I'm back," Li Luo said with a smile. "Didn't you sing?"

Yan Zhusheng didn't answer him, but impatiently patted the empty seat next to her, signaling Li Luo to sit down quickly.

The audience was stunned by this scene, and many were both angry and amused.

[Okay, okay, so you're all better now that you've rekindled your flame?]

【Zhusheng, we girls need to be reserved, reserved, do you understand?】

[Ugh, I can't take it anymore! They say they're just good friends, but they look completely smitten. This is so sweet!]

Why don't you just get married where you are? Do you really want us to move the Civil Affairs Bureau here for you?

This is cruelty! Where are the animal rights activists? Help!

[I think I see now. When Ran Shen said he needed to see Sister Qing, he was actually just looking for a way to get her away, right?]

[Okay, okay, so you really want some alone time, right?]

The live chat was flooded with comments, but Yan Zhusheng ignored them all. After Li Luo sat down again, she asked him, "What are you going to sing?"

"What do you want to sing?" Li Luo asked with a smile. "Anything is fine with me."

“Then…” Yan Zhusheng pondered for a moment, then her hands touched the black and white piano keys, and the familiar prelude immediately began to play.

When Li Luo heard the accompaniment, he was stunned for a moment.

Because the song was none other than "As You Wish," which he and Yuan Wanqing had just sung together.

【? ? ? 】

[Didn't we just sing that once?]

[Zhu Sheng: My mom sang it, what does it have to do with me?]

[Now that Mom's version is over, how about we do the daughter's version again?]

Zhu Sheng is still angry.

[Zhusheng: Mom sang it with Chongran once, so I have to sing it with Chongran too!]

Good grief, he's even jealous of his own mother?

[Hilarious! Let's get Sister Qing to come and give her feedback!]

The chat in the live stream was full of laughter. Even though Yuan Wanqing had already sung it once, people were still enjoying listening to Yan Zhusheng sing it again.

The pace of the live stream was back under Yan Zhusheng's control.

After the song ended, Yan Zhusheng sent out another red envelope, and after responding to some questions from the comments with Li Luo, they sang several more songs.

The live stream finally ended at 9 p.m.

After Yan Zhusheng and Li Luo said goodbye to the audience, they closed the live stream and successfully ended the broadcast.

After each live stream ends, Douyin provides a very detailed live stream data analysis and settlement.

During tonight's two-hour live stream, Yan Zhusheng received twenty-two rockets worth 1,000 yuan each and eight carnivals worth 3,000 yuan each, just from large donations.

In addition, there are countless small gifts of all kinds at low prices.

In the end, I received a total of about 170,000 yuan in tips tonight.

This number is already considered quite exaggerated among current Douyin live streaming platforms.

Of course, at least 100,000 of the 170,000 yuan in tips came from Yuan Wanqing's appearance and during the performance of the song "As You Wish".

The gifts that Yan Zhusheng truly relied on were actually around 70,000.

After deducting the revenue share, what Chongran Culture Company will receive is roughly 50,000 yuan, which is about the same as before. Of course, this doesn't mean that Yan Zhusheng can earn 40,000 to 50,000 yuan every day if she streams every day.

After all, the scarcity of a weekly live stream might actually encourage viewers to tip.

If you stream every day, it's impossible to get so many people to tip you every time.

However, Yan Zhusheng didn't care much about the amount of the reward. Instead, she kept staring at another piece of data, and then she became a little unhappy.

Li Luo naturally knew what she was thinking, and glanced at the data with a smile.

Data from this live stream shows that within the first ten minutes of the broadcast, the number of viewers gradually climbed to a small peak, remaining at around 5,000.

After Li Luo appeared, the number of people increased to about eight thousand.

But after Yuan Wanqing entered the room, within just a few minutes, the number of viewers in the live stream jumped from eight thousand to more than thirty thousand.

It wasn't until Yuan Wanqing left that the number of viewers dropped to 10,000, and then slowly declined until the end of the broadcast, when only about 4,000 viewers remained online.

Even without looking at the number of viewers during Yuan Wanqing's time period, just looking at the daily number of viewers during Yan Zhusheng's live stream is already quite exaggerated.

After all, Douyin live streaming is still in its early stages, yet Yan Zhusheng can guarantee that thousands of people will watch her live streams online at the same time each time.

This is already a very impressive achievement.

After all, this wasn't like Yuan Wanqing's first live stream, where Douyin spent a lot of resources promoting it across the entire network to achieve hundreds of thousands or even millions of online viewers.

In reality, if Yuan Wanqing were to start a live stream now, she could easily attract tens of thousands of viewers under normal circumstances, which would already be quite impressive.

Yan Zhusheng's current success is partly due to Yuan Wanqing's support in boosting her daughter's popularity.

However, on the other hand, it is also inseparable from Yan Zhusheng's own continuous stream of program effects.

Initially, many people watched Yan Zhusheng's live stream because of her reputation as "Yuan Wanqing's daughter".

After getting to know her over this period of time, many viewers have genuinely fallen in love with Yan Zhusheng, this straightforward, innocent, and adorable girl.

However, she still can't compare to her mother for the time being.

"Aren't you happy yet?" Li Luo chuckled and patted Yan Zhusheng's head. "Wasn't the success of this live stream something we agreed on before it even started?"

Not only Li Luo's appearance, but also Yuan Wanqing's entrance, were actually confirmed long before the show started.

Many of the reactions were the result of pre-planning combined with improvisation.

I just didn't expect Yan Zhusheng to get so into character.

"Could it be that he's really jealous?" Li Luo asked teasingly.

"I'm just jealous." Yan Zhusheng turned to look at Li Luo, bumped her head against Li Luo's chest, and whispered, "You're not allowed to play the piano for Mom anymore."

"So stingy?" Li Luo asked, suppressing a laugh.

“I taught you to play the piano.” Yan Zhusheng pouted and smacked her lips twice. “So you’re only allowed to accompany me, not to play for anyone else.”

"Alright, alright." Li Luo affectionately pinched Yan Zhusheng's cheek. "Anyway, now that the live stream is over, let's go check on my mom and the others."

At this time, Lin Xiuhong and the others returned to the entertainment room on the fourth floor and had already started playing mahjong.

After confirming that there were no problems with Yan Zhusheng's live stream, Ying Chanxi played mahjong with the three mothers.

When Yuan Wanqing came to visit, Xu Youyu stepped in and played a couple of rounds to help out.

When Li Luo arrived with Yan Zhusheng, Xu Youyu had already gone downstairs to his study to write.

Seeing that it was almost time, Yuan Wanqing and the others decided not to continue fighting and got up to say goodbye and leave.

Li Luo, along with Yan Zhusheng and Ying Chanxi, escorted the three mothers to the basement level. After watching them drive away, the two girls returned to their bedroom on the third floor to shower and rest.

Li Luo went to the study on the second floor to prepare for writing that night.

"Is it done?"

Xu Youyu was currently playing against Kaven when he saw Li Luo come in. As if he had found an excuse to relax, he immediately freed his hands from the keyboard, hugged the orange baby next to him, and kissed him a few times.

"Yeah, all done." Li Luo nodded and sat down in the chair next to Xu Youyu. "Just dropped my mom and the others off, so I have to get back to writing now."

"Ugh... I'm going to be tortured by you again." Upon hearing this, Xu Youyu immediately covered her head in pain, not wanting to hear Li Luo's slapping sounds at all.

"How is it tormenting you just because I'm typing a few words?" Li Luo asked with a chuckle.

"I can squeeze out a few hundred or a thousand words in an hour, while you've already finished one or two chapters," Xu Youyu said with a complaining look. "Isn't this torture?"

"Then why don't you just write faster?"

"Is this something you can just write quickly whenever you want?" Xu Youyu glared at him irritably. "If you're going to start writing, then hurry up and stop dawdling! I'll start writing after you're done."

"Don't make excuses for being lazy." Li Luo rolled her eyes at her, then opened her typing software and immediately entered a state of flow, pounding away on the keyboard.

Upon seeing this scene, Xu Youyu immediately bit her lip, filled with envy.

If she could be like Li Luo, able to immerse herself in this state so easily, she could easily write 10,000 words a day, let alone 4,000!
Unfortunately, she was just indulging in daydreams.

After Li Luo finished writing the drafts for two books in two hours, Xu Youyu could only watch the damn guy leave easily, while she lingered in her seat for a while before barely managing to squeeze out four thousand words.

When she clicked the upload and publish button at the last minute and successfully met the word count requirement for the day, a feeling of relief washed over her.

Comfortable!

But the thought of owing readers another 4,000 words when I wake up tomorrow makes me feel utterly hopeless.

"When will this ever end..." Xu Youyu slumped onto the table, utterly dejected, and let out a long sigh. "Just let me finish this already!"

Say it.

There was a knock at the door.

Li Luo, who had already left, came back in, carrying a fruit platter.

"Finished writing?" Li Luo glanced at Xu Youyu's writing interface, then placed the fruit plate in front of Xu Youyu. "Have some fruit, then go upstairs to take a shower and go to bed."

"Oh." Xu Youyu nodded obediently, then bit into a grape and sucked it into her mouth, not forgetting to express her gratitude, "My husband is the best~"

Li Luo watched her enjoy the fruit, and then casually picked up the four kittens on the table and the floor one by one, threw them all back into the cat room next door through the small glass door, and then locked the small glass door.

After cleaning up, Xu Youyu had almost finished eating.

But just as Li Luo was about to take Xu Youyu back to the house to sleep, Xu Youyu giggled and pushed him down onto the chair, straddled him, and leaned over to blow hot air on him, saying:

"Don't rush off!"

"Cough..." Seeing her like this, Li Luo immediately coughed and declined, "Can we talk about it tomorrow? I'm a little tired today?"

"What do you mean?" Xu Youyu asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Just this evening, I was given a bamboo flute..."

"Oh?" Xu Youyu chuckled upon hearing this. "So you've finally met your match? Hahaha~ You can't handle just one more bamboo shoot? What about when Xixi... ah!"

Before Xu Youyu could finish her taunts, she was already pinned to the desk.

(End of this chapter)