Why bother with dating when you already have a cat?

"It's not a good thing to always bother others with the bubble economy; in the end, we still have to rely on our own efforts."

“Then Little Fish will learn with Brother!” Little Fish said earnestly. “Little Fish also needs to support himself.”

"Well, it's good that you're aware of that." Ai Qing patted her head with satisfaction to encourage her. "Full-time streamers like Bubble have very long live stream hours every day."

"If you're like me, playing PUBG for only an hour every day, you'll feel like you haven't had enough and want to play more."

"But for these professional streamers, once they make PUBG their profession and play it all the time, it's easy to get bored and even feel nauseous just looking at the game."

"At this point, for them, playing this game is just like going to work; playing other games is what they need to relax."

"You're still in the novelty phase of the game, so you don't have this problem yet, but you must be mentally prepared for this situation."

It's like writing an online novel.

He suffers while writing his own stories, but he enjoys reading other people's online novels.

However, while writing, one cannot read works of the same genre as oneself, otherwise it is easy to enter the author's mindset and subconsciously analyze things such as the content framework, character development, and plot pacing, thus losing the reading pleasure as a reader.

"So if you get tired of one game, why not just switch to another?" Xiaoyu asked, puzzled.

“It’s not that easy.” Ai Qing shook her head with a chuckle. “It’s like when I write novels; you can’t just switch careers on a whim.”

"Just because you get a lot of viewers when you play PUBG doesn't mean you'll get the same results when you play other games."

"Unless the audience and fans are purely there for you as a person, regardless of what game you play, as long as they can see you."

"Otherwise, people come to watch you play PUBG, but you go and play other games instead, and your original fans will naturally stop supporting you."

"This is a very risky thing for any streamer."

"This is so complicated." Xiaoyu scratched her face in frustration, then decided to stop talking about it. "Let's watch the video instead, okay?"

"I'm here with you today, and I'll do whatever you say."

"You really want to listen to me?"

"Except for relationships, if you ask me about this again, I'm going straight home."

"Waaah... Brother didn't keep his word."

Chapter 130 West Lake

For more than an hour, the two of them had nothing to do, so they watched videos with their headphones on while chatting and planning Xiaoyu's future career plans.

Ai Qing wasn't sure if Xiaoyu could make money through the internet.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't earn money, as long as he can still earn royalties from writing novels, he won't lack a bite to eat.

But looking at Xiaoyu's account with just over a thousand followers, and the fact that there were more than fifty users who had donated, Ai Qing felt that this might be a good opportunity.

From this perspective, all my preparations over the past few days haven't been in vain.

Thinking of this, Ai Qing looked at the cute profile of the little fish beside her and thought that having fun was the most important thing today, and she would tell her the good news when they got home.

Live streaming will have to wait until the virtual suit is ready; it will probably have to wait a while longer.

However, we can certainly start preparing the video content gradually.

At the very least, I should release a few videos under the name of this Bilibili account, "艾吃鱼," to test the waters and see how it goes.

After all, the video they released in collaboration with Bubble had nearly 600,000 views, but most of it came from Bubble's own traffic.

Her fans can help her get through the early stages in the traffic pool smoothly and get more traffic support.

This explains why a video with fewer than 600,000 views only brought Xiaoyu, the content creator who co-submitted the video, a few hundred followers.

After all, everyone comes here for the bubble, or is simply attracted by the title. In the end, although they may be amazed by the little fish, many people also think it's cheating and don't like this kind of thing.

After all, there are very few girls who play this game, let alone those who are skilled at it.

This number is estimated to be comparable to that of national treasures; they are not so easy to come by.

Some even speculated that Bubble was tasked by the streamer guild behind him to come and mentor newcomers in a scripted scenario.

Ai Qing told Xiaoyu not to pay too much attention to such comments. After all, although Xiaoyu was not in this situation, similar things were not uncommon in the industry.

You can't possibly spend time refuting such malicious speculation.

It's better to just ignore it.

"For the next period of time, just play for an hour every day and record the whole game," Ai Qing summarized. "Once you've accumulated ten or twenty hours of footage, you can make a few highlight reels or something."

"Okay, Little Fish will listen to her brother."

"You need to have some of your own opinions," Ai Qing reminded her. "This will be your first job, so you need to learn to think for yourself about how to improve the quality and efficiency of your work."

When it comes to this kind of thing, Xiaoyu immediately gets a headache: "It's so troublesome. Brother is so smart, Xiaoyu just needs to be obedient."

"If you keep acting like this, you'll be sold out and still be helping the seller count the money." Ai Qing was a little disappointed in you.

"Will Brother sell Little Fish?" Little Fish blinked, then her eyes lit up as she suddenly had a brilliant idea. "Then Little Fish will help Brother count the money, and after being sold, she'll sneak back, and then Brother will sell her again, and Little Fish will sneak back again. Wouldn't that allow her to keep making money?!"

Ai Qing broke out in a cold sweat: "...This is fraudulent transaction, and human trafficking is illegal!"

"Why don't you just turn the little fish into a cat and sell it?" At times like this, the little fish's mind works surprisingly well, and its quirky ideas are all quite clear. "Can't you sell cats?"

“Then I won’t sell you out, not even a fake one.” Ai Qing shook her head repeatedly, quickly cutting off Xiao Yu’s dangerous thoughts. “Don’t say things like that again.”

"Didn't my brother tell me to think more?" Xiaoyu said, a little aggrieved. "I think I've thought about it very well."

“Then you should think less…” Ai Qing said speechlessly, “I’m afraid you’ll send me to jail one day.”

Where should we send it?

"In jail."

Around 10 a.m., the subway arrived smoothly at the station that was only a few hundred meters away from West Lake.

Although it's Children's Day, it's a weekday, so adults don't get a day off, and there aren't many people around.

Moreover, by June, the temperature in Hangzhou was already quite high. This morning it was already 28 degrees Celsius, and I wonder how hot it will be at noon.

Although the little fish's body remains clean every time it transforms back, Ai Qing is unsure whether the little fish will get tanned.

After all, Ai Qing wasn't sure how Xiao Yu's transformation mechanism calculated whether getting tanned meant getting dirty or was a normal bodily change.

So he took out the sun-protective clothing he had bought in advance from his backpack and put it on Xiaoyu before they even left the subway station.

Then he opened the umbrella that Xiaoyu had brought, blocking out the bright and enthusiastic sunlight, and walked out of the subway entrance.

"Brother, shouldn't you wear more sun? Your arms are all sunburned," Xiaoyu said, glancing at Ai Qing.

"I don't mind getting a tan," Ai Qing said, shaking her head. "If I were going out by myself, I wouldn't even use an umbrella."

"Then why does the little fish need to hold an umbrella?"

"Hmm... I think girls should all use umbrellas, otherwise they won't look good if they get tanned."

It has to be said that this is a form of social discipline imposed on girls.

Even if Ai Qing could verbally resist, her eyes betrayed her true feelings; if she liked someone, she liked them.

Xiaoyu didn't care about other people's opinions, but if Aiqing liked her to be a little fairer, then she definitely wouldn't want to get tanned.

I wonder if the energy in my body is enough to block out the sunlight?

However, in order to maintain her human form for a little longer, Xiaoyu only thought about it in her mind and didn't dare to waste the warm current.

"Here, take out your phone," Ai Qing said, standing at the subway entrance. "Open the navigation and see which direction West Lake is in."

Xiaoyu obediently took out her phone, opened the navigation, tried entering the words "West Lake", and after selecting walking mode, she quickly got the recommended route for the shortest path.

It's only 400 meters, just a few minutes' walk.

"This way, this way." Xiaoyu pointed in a direction and naturally took Ai Qing's arm, the one holding the umbrella. "Is this the way?"

"Hmm..." Ai Qing glanced at the navigation in her hand, and after confirming the direction, she seemed a little awkward.

In the beginning, when the two of them went out, Xiaoyu would just tug at his sleeve.

Later, because the subway was crowded, Ai Qing was worried that she would get lost, so she gradually started holding her wrist, and then directly holding her hand.

But this is just a simple picture of an older brother holding his younger sister's hand; it doesn't have any special meaning.

But at this moment, with Xiaoyu's arms around her, and feeling the weight of the girl's body leaning towards her, Ai Qing's heart suddenly raced.

In particular, he even held an umbrella to shield Xiaoyu from the sun, just like a caring boyfriend and his lovely girlfriend.

"Can you just walk normally instead of carrying me?" Ai Qing said in a low voice.

"Why can't we hug?" Xiaoyu retorted, then added, "That way there won't be any gap between us, and my brother's arms won't get sunburned. Isn't that great?"

Ai Qing: "...Actually, it doesn't matter to me whether I get to see the sun or not."

"Brother just doesn't like Xiaoyu, right?" Xiaoyu immediately noticed his unusual expression and pouted, "Can't a little sister do this? Is brother feeling guilty?"

"Where did you get the idea that I'm guilty?" Ai Qing turned her head and quickened her pace. "Come on, let's go. I'll take you around West Lake, and then we'll find a place to eat."

"Okay, what are we eating later?" Xiaoyu continued to hold Aiqing's arm, showing no intention of letting go.

"Sister Qian recommended a restaurant to me, saying the food is pretty good," Ai Qing said. "Let me take you there to try it later."

The two walked forward while talking.

Four hundred meters is not a long distance. A few minutes later, Ai Qing led Xiao Yu out from around the corner, and a large lake came into view.

The dawn redwoods and camphor trees provide shade along the shore, their drooping branches acting as a natural screen, veiling the lake with a layer of mist.

The little fish opened its eyes wide and looked at the scenery in front of it. The morning sun shone on the lake surface, turning it into patches of golden scales.

She followed closely, holding Ai Qing's arm as they walked forward, as if lifting a veil from the beauty to finally reveal her pretty and gentle face.

Finally, I stood by the lake, and the white pigeons all over the ground were startled and took flight. They flapped their wings, circled halfway in the air, and then landed on the treetops.

Pedestrians under the tree were lured down one by one with breadcrumbs in their hands.

Xiao Yu finally stood on the railing by West Lake, finally letting go of Ai Qing's arm, and leaned on the railing to look into the distance.

A gentle breeze caressed her ponytail, which she had tied up that day, and her long, snow-white hair swayed in the breeze. The lake view was reflected in her eyes, and her heart was filled with ripples of blue waves.

"So beautiful~" Little Fish exclaimed, unable to describe the scenery before her with her limited language skills.

She had never seen such a sight before.

"Brother, is this the sea?" Little Fish suddenly asked.