Xiu Gou's Taming Record

"Then next time I'll try broadcasting for three hours." Qin Ya pouted.

"That's more like it," Yu Heng grinned. "You get all that traffic by staying up late. But don't push yourself too hard. If you get tired of sitting, you can get up and move around, or have a drink of water or something."

"I know, stop nagging," Qin Ya said impatiently.

Looking at her daughter's appearance, Qin Lu gently shook her head, but her eyes held an unconcealed tenderness.

She turned to Yu Heng, her tone returning to its previous seriousness: "Yu Heng, now that the college has approved it, you'd better hurry up with the club's recruitment, otherwise, if you can't recruit anyone, it will eventually be shut down."

"Understood, counselor," Yu Heng nodded, "I'll start in the next couple of days."

He already knew exactly what was going on; recruiting new employees was just another routine.

"Mom, shall I go upstairs and pack my things?" Qin Ya stood up.

"Go on, don't leave anything behind," Qin Lu instructed.

Qin Ya ran upstairs and came down a while later carrying her bag.

She pulled the down jacket over her shoulders, zipping it up to her chin, making herself look like a rice dumpling.

"Let's go, Mom," she urged.

Qin Lu stood up and straightened her skirt: "Then we'll head back now."

"Okay, take care, counselor."

After seeing the mother and daughter off, Yu Heng closed the door and let out a long sigh of relief.

My phone vibrated; it was a message from Bai Xinran: "Boss, I'm much better. I should be able to resume live streaming tomorrow."

Yu Heng replied, "No rush, let's talk about it when it's completely healed. We don't want it to crash halfway through."

Bai Xinran: "Okay! By the way, Zhang Yuchen came to see me again today and brought me a cup of milk tea."

Yu Heng stared at the screen, his fingers hovering over the keyboard for a few seconds.

Is this person quite persistent?

He typed: "And then?"

Bai Xinran: "I didn't want it. I always felt he was acting strange, the way he looked at me was weird."

Yu Heng raised an eyebrow.

This girl isn't stupid.

So she must know what she's thinking?

He replied, "Haha, okay then, you can rest now. Message me if anything comes up."

Bai Xinran: "Okay, boss! What are you doing today?"

Yu Heng: "I just saw Qin Ya off, and now I'm paralyzed."

Bai Xinran: "Qin Ya has already started broadcasting?"

Yu Heng: "Yeah, it's a public skin, and it's already the second day. I've already received it, Captain."

Bai Xinran: "Wow, that's amazing?"

Yu Heng: "Isn't this far inferior to yours?"

Bai Xinran: "That's different. I'm using a personal avatar. Virtual streamers rely on avatars, right?"

"Alright, you should get some rest. I'm going out again in a bit."

He chatted with Bai Xinran for a few more minutes, then glanced at the time; it was almost five o'clock.

Time to get ready to go out.

Six o'clock, at the school gate.

When Yu Heng arrived, Ning Yutong was already waiting there.

She wore a cream-colored sweater with a plaid skirt today.

She was still wearing sheer tights and leather shoes, making her look soft and cuddly.

"Have you been waiting long?" Yu Heng walked over.

"No, I just arrived," Ning Yutong said with a smile. "That shop isn't far from here, shall we walk there?"

"OK."

The two walked slowly along the sidewalk.

The evening breeze was a bit chilly, so Ning Yutong moved closer to Yu Heng.

"Yu Heng," she suddenly spoke, "how is Sister Xinran?"

"I'm much better now. I should be able to do a live stream tomorrow," Yu Heng said.

"That's good," Ning Yutong nodded, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Actually, I also chatted with Sister Yueling for a while today."

Yu Heng turned to look at her: "What did you talk about?"

"We were just chatting," Ning Yutong blinked. "Sister Yue Ling even asked me if you've recruited new anchors again."

Yu Heng's heart skipped a beat: "What did you say?"

"I thought so, you've mentioned it before." Ning Yutong tilted her head to look at him. "How many streamers do you have now?"

"Including Qin Ya, that makes two," Yu Heng said. "But Qin Ya is just starting out; it's mainly Bai Xinran."

"Oh, by the way," Ning Yutong looked up again, "the film club is having a movie screening this weekend, it's 'The Truman Show,' do you want to come?"

"The Truman Show?" Yu Heng raised an eyebrow. "Sure, I've got nothing to do this weekend anyway."

"Then it's settled!" Ning Yutong happily shook his arm.

The two walked to the entrance of the hot pot restaurant, where many people were already seated.

Ning Yutong had made a reservation in advance, and the waiter led them to seats by the window.

After ordering, while waiting for the hot pot broth to boil, Ning Yutong rested her chin on her hand and looked at Yu Heng: "By the way, how exactly are we going to shoot the short video we talked about before?"

"You want to film it?" Yu Heng asked.

"Yeah!" Ning Yutong nodded vigorously. "I think it would be fun to give it a try, and if I can really earn some pocket money, I won't have to keep asking my family for money."

"Haha, it might take a long time to make money." Yu Heng laughed. "The monetization cycle for self-media is not short. It might take three to five months to see results, but of course, it's also possible to go viral."

"It's okay, just treat it as a game!" Ning Yutong said.

"Okay! Let's keep the first video simple," he said. "Let's film a transformation. You wear ordinary clothes, like what you're wearing now, and then the camera cuts to you in a JK (high school girl) or Lolita dress. Choose some upbeat music and do the transformation in time with the beat."

Ning Yutong thought for a moment: "It sounds easy, but where should we film it?"

"The villa I rented is fine," Yu Heng said. "The living room has good lighting and the background is clean. Plus, I just bought a camera, so the image quality is definitely not a problem."

"A camera?" Ning Yutong's eyes widened. "It must be very expensive, right?"

"It's alright, it's just an investment," Yu Heng said casually. "If you've decided, we can start filming this weekend. The film club's activity is in the evening, so we can film during the day."

The pot was boiling, the red oil was bubbling, and the aroma was irresistible.

Ning Yutong picked up a slice of fatty beef, dipped it in sesame oil, and put it in her mouth, squinting her eyes in satisfaction: "So delicious!"

"Yu Heng," Ning Yutong suddenly asked, "Do you think anyone would watch if I actually made short videos?"

"Yes," Yu Heng said confidently. "You're good-looking, have a great figure, and dance well. These qualities already put you ahead of many others."

Ning Yutong blushed slightly: "Stop talking about my figure..."

"To be honest," Yu Heng shrugged, "you can't find many with a figure like yours in movies."

Yu Heng was stunned for a moment after saying this.

He's gotten used to bickering with Bai Xinran, and now he's losing control.

He quickly glanced at Ning Yutong.

Ning Yutong was holding a piece of tripe, biting her lip. After several seconds, she muttered softly, "Yu Heng... you really are..."

She dipped the tripe in the oil sauce, and after a while, casually asked, "Do you guys all like watching those kinds of things?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Heng looked up at her.

The steam from the hot pot wafted around her cheeks, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Not really?" He thought for a moment and then said, "But there shouldn't be many people who haven't seen it. And to be honest, quite a few girls have seen it too."

"Really?" Ning Yutong's eyes widened. "Girls watch this too?"

"Really?" Yu Heng grinned. "There are even movies specifically for girls, called 'female-oriented' ones. The plots and atmosphere are all different, and the actors are much more attractive than usual. Want me to find you a couple to watch?"

"I don't want to see it..." Ning Yutong's face turned completely red. "Don't send it to me!"

"Alright, I'm not teasing you anymore," Yu Heng said, smiling at her. "Just let me know if you want to see it."

"You just said girls watch those kinds of videos too." Ning Yutong suddenly remembered something. "How did you know?"

"Shen Yueling watched it!" Yu Heng said subconsciously. "Shen Yueling came to my house to play before, and she accidentally clicked on one. We watched it together. After that, I would share any good movies I had with her."

Upon hearing this, Ning Yutong's mouth formed an "O" shape: "You watched it with Yue Ling?"

"Yes." Yu Heng nodded. "I've seen it."

Ning Yutong was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly asked in a low voice, "What was Yue Ling's reaction?"

Yu Heng found it amusing to look at her gossipy little eyes.

This girl has a rather peculiar focus.

"What kind of reaction could there be?" he shrugged. "I was embarrassed at first, but then I got into it."

"Then..." Ning Yutong murmured, biting her chopsticks, "I want to see it too..."