Chapter 314: Chapter 314 Today is a Good Day
Sang Ning’s livestream room.
Sang Youming was working on a miniature vanity table, while Hu Zhi stood by offering a helping hand.
The previous livestream curse was just a gimmick to attract viewers. Now that the room had regular fans tuning in, Sang Ning decided it was time to focus on proper, high-quality content.
Sang Youming and Hu Zhi took turns streaming, while Sang Ning was in charge of interacting with the audience and answering their questions.
[I want to ask, how many pieces of the vanity table will you be making today? Is there a purchase link? Can you make more of them? I really love it and want to get one for my doll.]
"Dear, I’m so sorry, but starting today, all handmade crafts will be limited to just one piece per item. They won’t be available for sale, as they’ll be distributed exclusively via a lottery to give back to our dear fans." Sang Ning, like a diligent customer service agent, earnestly and enthusiastically answered the viewer’s question.
Turns out, Sang Youming and Hu Zhi broadcasting their handmade crafts and cooking talents was the right path to take. The next crucial step was to expand their livestream reach and become quality lifestyle influencers. The more fans they could gather, the better. Hosting lotteries, therefore, became an effective way to attract new viewers.
Sang Ning was meticulously handling the barrage of messages in the chat when suddenly, a storm of offbeat comments appeared.
[Sang Ning, as a diehard Qingyue fan, I hereby declare that I’ve officially become your fan today. Are you ready to welcome me?]
[Sang Ning, this astronomical fortune has finally landed on you—are you moved? From now on, I will resolutely protect you and oppose Qingyue to the bitter end!]
[Sis, look at me. Do you have compassion? Can you adopt this poor stray kitten with nowhere to go?]
Sang Ning blinked uncertainly, her tone amused: "So you’re all Qingyue fans? And now you’re starting to follow me?"
The chat exploded: [Yes!]
Sang Ning’s eye twitched. Fans sure had a peculiar way of switching allegiances fast.
"Alright, free fans? No point in turning them away, might as well take them! Since that’s the case, I need to ask all new fans to follow me on Weibo. My Weibo follower count matters a lot to me, thank you in advance!" Sang Ning gave a slight bow toward the camera.
After speaking, she grabbed her backup phone, logged into Weibo, and discovered she had indeed gained numerous new followers.
"Thank you, thank you, I truly appreciate everyone’s kind attention. You followers are my lifeline. To express gratitude to my new fans, let me perform a set of punches for everyone’s entertainment!"
Concerned about blocking the camera view, Sang Ning stepped back behind Sang Youming and Hu Zhi, causing temporary chaos in the livestream room. Sang Ning in action resembled a monkey creating havoc while the artisans were focused on their serious work.
[...Does Sang Ning pamper her fans this much? I’m still not used to it after being treated coldly by Qingyue.]
[Guys, who understands... Simply following Sang Ning’s Weibo spares you from seeing her hustle. Over at Qingyue’s place, you’d have to buy necklaces worth thousands just to qualify as his fan. This contrast hurts my heart.]
[I have to say, being Sang Ning’s fan is insanely cost-effective. You don’t even need to spend money, and you can gain emotional value from her. Sang Ning’s fans, turns out you’ve been eating well all along.]
To Sang Ning, people who followed her on Weibo were more than just fans—they felt like lifelines. But to the wider audience, it seemed like Sang Ning was humbly working to boost her fan stats.
[I didn’t expect Qingyue fans to defect en masse and turn to Sang Ning. Wasn’t your guy just spreading dirt about her, claiming to be victimized? And yet, before he could properly tarnish Sang Ning, you guys jumped ship first.]
[Forget it, let’s not go there. Qingyue could’ve milked his pitiful act to gain a wave of fan sympathy, but he couldn’t resist pulling stunts that ultimately ruined his reputation. He might just be the first in the entertainment industry to self-sabotage so spectacularly.]
Sang Ning went through multiple punch routines without pausing for breath. In the end, it was Sang Youming and Hu Zhi, worried she might overdo it, who stopped her.
"But aside from showing off my punches, I don’t have any other talents to repay my new dear fans." Sang Ning looked troubled—after all, these were fans who had defected from another camp. Retaining them wouldn’t be easy.
Walking back to the camera, Sang Ning glanced at the fan messages while muttering to herself, "I absolutely can’t dance. What about singing for you? I think singing is something I can do."
Shortly after her proposition, the screen was flooded with unanimous messages: [No! Please spare us!]
The primary voices stopping her were her own fans. They had heard Sang Ning sing before, and knew how disastrous her singing could be.
[Sis, let’s be honest now—others charge money for singing, but your singing costs lives!]
[Sis, if you ever feel the need to showcase some talent, just stand there flashing a smile and showing off your beauty. That’ll work much better than anything else.]
Although Sang Ning had a calm and laid-back personality, she still had a sliver of pride. Seeing her fans reject her singing so bluntly, she wilted like a flower exposed to scorching sunlight.
"Okay, okay, I’m a law-abiding citizen, and taking lives is definitely not allowed." Even as she agreed, her lips curled upward slightly in defiance, her playful attitude on full display, melting the hearts of her fans.
[Whoever says Sister Ning can’t sing, I’ll fight them! Sister Ning is gorgeous and sings sweetly. Her voice is worth protecting—leave it to me!]
[If it’s Sister Ning, bad singing is just bad singing... Sis, if you truly want to sing, go ahead, I can handle it.]
[Please stop the mindless boosting—such compliments will only make Sister Ning lose herself. If she ends up being crowned the cringiest star in the industry, we fans won’t be able to handle the embarrassment.]
[Exactly, sis, as your rational fan, listen to me—if you can’t find a talent to showcase, just hop on a guest livestream and let someone else perform for you. (Dog emoji)]
Reading through the comments one by one, Sang Ning finally decided to take the fans’ advice and connect with someone else for a guest livestream.
Her own talents weren’t exactly show-worthy, and while Sang Youming and Hu Zhi could perform well, they were always in front of the camera. The audience probably wanted to see something fresh.
"Alright, guess I’ll try connecting then. Let’s see who will be the lucky fan to join us first..."
As Sang Ning spoke, she operated the controls and quickly connected with a user named "Hu Ning Messenger."
On the other end, there was nothing but a pitch-black screen, accompanied by deafeningly loud music that aggressively assaulted everyone’s ears.
"Today is a great day, every wish will come true..."
The lyrics repeated over and over, becoming oddly catchy.
Although Sang Ning was momentarily startled by the sudden burst of music, so much so that her heart nearly gave out, she had to admit the fan named "Hu Ning Messenger" had picked a hilariously fitting song.
The background music continued for nearly thirty seconds, and the user still showed no intention of revealing themselves. Unable to let the situation drag on, Sang Ning asked, "Dear fan friend, could you say hello to everyone watching?"