I'm a web novelist, and you want me to work in the entertainment industry?

After finishing breakfast and cleaning up the dishes, Cheng Che and Tian Xiwei collapsed onto the sofa in the living room.

Tian Xiwei pulled out a blanket from somewhere and covered her legs with it.

Then she called Cheng Che to sit down next to her and unceremoniously used him as a cushion, leaning against him.

Cheng Che had no complaints about being used as a cushion.

On the contrary, he was very satisfied with this identity and felt that there was nothing wrong with continuing to play this role.

He also sincerely understands the fact that countless heroes throughout history have fallen for beautiful women.

Unfortunately, Tian Xiwei, who is both his girlfriend and a fan of his books, will not allow him to continue down this "degenerate" path.

"It's already 9:30, go live your writing." Tian Xiwei moved away from Cheng Che and nudged him.

"I think it's not impossible not to type this character," Cheng Che said seriously.

He's not a professional streamer, so he doesn't necessarily have to stream every day.

After all, how can a cold, hard keyboard compare to a soft, beautiful girlfriend?

"No way." Tian Xiwei raised her arm and made a large "X" in front of her chest. "Go update quickly, I'll wait for you in the living room."

Is she, Tian, ​​such a selfish person?

It is absolutely unacceptable to delay Cheng Che's work because of my own reasons!

"...Fine." Cheng Che sighed and reluctantly left the sofa that had been warmed up.

The emperor truly did not want to attend the morning court session, but the empress forbade it.

"Go ahead, go ahead." Tian Xiwei gave him a push. "I'll be very quiet. I'll message you if anything happens."

Out of respect for Sister Zhang, she has no intention of trending on social media for living with Cheng Che.

Although she actually quite wanted to, after all, if it were really exposed like this, wouldn't netizens be scared to death?

That sounds really interesting!

No, no… Tian Xiwei shook her head, shaking off the thoughts in her mind.

I can't think about it anymore, or I'll start to feel my heart flutter...

Cheng Che went to the study, turned on the computer, and changed the title of the live stream to:

"Heaven above, I, Zero, am sworn enemies of gambling and drugs!"

Then the live stream started.

Fans flocked in, and the live chat was flooded with comments.

Cheng Che glanced at it briefly before looking away.

"Finish this part before dark tonight, update it tonight, and don't say another word," he said coldly.

A barrage of comments like "Zero's style" and "Zero is so handsome" floated across the screen, but Cheng Che ignored them all.

For the first time this morning, he didn't slack off while writing during the live stream; instead, he seriously wrote all morning, with very little time to even get distracted.

Upon seeing this scene, the readers exclaimed in surprise—no matter who you are, please never get off Master Ling. If you took the wrong medicine today, please remember to take that magic medicine often in the future.

Two hours passed just like that.

Cheng Che stopped what he was doing, stretched his body slightly, and glanced at the time.

11:31 a.m.

"Same as always, friends." He looked at the live stream camera, "The main streamer will be going off to eat at midnight."

[Oh, Cheol-ge, the tonic and Cheol-ge are separated (crying).]

[I'll give you 50 RMB and order you takeout. Do you dare to livestream yourself eating without ending the stream?]

[666 Who says men aren't cunning? You think you can buy Che Ge's WeChat for 50 yuan? I'll give you 500!]

"Five hundred? I'll offer five hundred million! If you're serious about selling, then never mind."

"Let's skip the live-streaming of eating," Cheng Che refused.

Normally, it wouldn't matter if I were to livestream myself eating, but since Xiaotian is home too, I'll definitely be having lunch with her.

"I'll stream for another half hour, then we'll continue this afternoon..."

"Clang—"

Before Cheng Che could finish speaking, a crisp sound came from the living room.

The high-end recording equipment that Xiaotang had swiped from Lao Wang was perfectly captured in the live broadcast room.

As if realizing something, the comments section refreshed rapidly—

[What a crisp sound! What happened at your house, Mr. Ling?]

[What's going on outside? Brother Che, are you hiding someone at home???]

[It sounds like something like a cup broke... You know, unless a cup commits suicide, there must be something else in Che-ge's house.]

Could it be...?

Cheng Che ignored the comments on the screen. After hearing the commotion outside, his expression changed and he ran out into the living room.

The living room floor was littered with shards of broken porcelain. Tian Xiwei was squatting next to the coffee table, carefully picking up the pieces.

Hearing footsteps, she looked up at Cheng Che, stuck out her tongue sheepishly, like a child caught doing something wrong.

"Are you alright?" Cheng Che walked over quickly and scanned Tian Xiwei from head to toe.

Hmm, it doesn't look like anything's wrong.

"It's nothing," Tian Xiwei said in a low voice, "I just slipped when I was getting the cup to drink water."

"You scared me." Cheng Che scratched his head.

"What could possibly happen at home?" Tian Xiwei said. "You should go back now; I'll take care of things here."

"Okay." Cheng Che nodded. "Then be careful."

"Uh-huh."

Cheng Che stood up, turned around, and went back to his study.

The live stream chat was already exploding with excitement!

[Just a passerby, new here. Is the ergonomic chair in front of me the streamer?]

[You're pretty arrogant, aren't you, Zero? You just abandon such a big livestream like that?]

[So what happened? Why did Che-ge suddenly run away?]

Cheng Che returned to his computer, sat down, glanced at the comments, and explained:

"It's nothing serious." He said calmly. "My cat at home accidentally broke a cup just now."

After he finished speaking, he noticed that the comments section was quite active, with various question marks being spammed.

I've decided to stop writing altogether for now.

"Come on, what questions do you all have?" Cheng Che sat up straight. "I'll reply to a few comments before I end the stream."

The viewers in the live chat also started asking questions.

[A cat? Seriously, you're a beast in human form, and you keep a cat?]

"What's wrong with me having a cat?" Cheng Che said matter-of-factly. "I love kittens the most."

[You really have one? What breed is it? Is it cute?]

"I really raised it," Cheng Che said seriously. "It's a very rare breed, extremely cute, the cutest in the world."

You say she's the cutest in the world? I don't believe you unless you bring her here to show me!

"Want me to bring it over so you can see it?" Cheng Che's tone gradually became dangerous. "It's my cat, what are you looking at? Go away and play somewhere else. I can't see it, only you can."

[666 I didn't realize you had a bit of a yandere side, Che-ge? By the way, the cat broke the bowl, aren't you going to clean it up?]

"Should we clean up the broken dishes?" Cheng Che thought for a moment. "You have a point."

He finished speaking and immediately ended the broadcast.