The rain outside the window had stopped a long time ago, but the dampness in the air had not yet dissipated, bringing with it a hint of the freshness that comes after rain. The condensed water from the eaves fell down and landed on the tiles on the windowsill, making a subtle sound like the light impact of broken jade.
Sheng Min's voice echoed in the small space of the lounge. Li Xuan's throat felt dry for some reason, and he drank some water, but he didn't hold it firmly, so most of it spilled onto the quilt. He pulled out a napkin and wiped it randomly, then lowered his head to look at the screen.
The live broadcast time is around five o'clock this morning.
Judging from the background, Sheng Min should be in a hotel. Without makeup, without lighting, her white face is still very beautiful.
"I can't sleep, let's chat for a while." He looked a little tired and his voice was a little hoarse.
There was no announcement before the event, but the number of people in the live broadcast room increased rapidly, and barrages of comments floated over densely.
'I didn't see it wrong. Why is it live streaming suddenly? Did I miss anything? I feel like I lost 100 million.', 'What day is today? It's been a year or two since the last live streaming. Was it the time when something went wrong? I thought this job had been blacklisted', 'Can you please stop talking about the unlucky things in front of you? Can't our Min's face shut you up?', 'How is the baby recovering from the car accident? Mommy is so distressed, woooo', 'Why are you live streaming at this time? Don't you want to sleep? Is the jerk company exploiting you'... ...
"The injury has healed, don't worry. It wasn't serious to begin with." Sheng Min probably doesn't broadcast often, and isn't very skilled at operating it. He doesn't know where he pressed the button, and the screen went black for more than a minute before it came back to life. The entire screen was filled with instructions on how to operate it, and a bunch of "hahahaha", with a few discordant voices occasionally floating by.
"Yes, there are no staff here... Stop arguing." Sheng Min's face reappeared in the camera, and he smiled shyly, "I'm just bored, so I want to talk... Why are there so many people here... Are you still awake or are you up?"
He was wearing a moon-white home clothes. Li Xuan clearly remembered that one day at sunset when he took in the clothes that they had hung on the balcony, he touched the smooth and soft fabric of the home clothes.
"Yes, I'm filming. I don't have to film this morning, but I'll have to film in the afternoon and evening... Fortunately, I'm not very tired, so don't worry about me. It's work, don't you have to work too... I don't have insomnia, I just finished filming and don't want to sleep yet. I don't know what to do now..."
The comments on the barrage were full of suggestions for him, recommending various variety shows and movies to kill time. One of them even said "Date with me". Li Xuan's forehead twitched, but fortunately he quickly swiped past it.
"Playing games?" Sheng Min tilted his head to read the comments, "What game? Any recommendations? ... ..Yes, I seldom play games, you know."
As he spoke, he took out another phone from the side: "Let me take a look..." He casually swiped across the screen, "Any type... is fine, just find one with a nice style..." He flipped through it for about ten minutes, paused, "This one."
In the remaining hour, Shengmin continued to chat with fans while playing games and talking about his recent life. Sometimes he was too focused on the task and didn't speak, and the screen was full of "Ahh, so cute". At the request of fans, he also hummed two short passages of the ending song of "Weiyang Liu".
"Almost done, a little sleepy." Sheng Min rubbed his eyes, with clear red bloodshot on the whites of his eyes. Time passed by little by little, and the light from the sky could be vaguely seen through the curtains. "Then I'll go to sleep. You should go to work if you should, and go to sleep if you should... ... Games? Not bad, quite fun. I'll play them when I wake up... ... Okay, thank you for staying with me for so long, see you next time." Sheng Min smiled and waved at the screen, "Bye."
The entire live broadcast was recorded, and fans who missed it watched the replay with regret. At the same time, Sheng Min played a game for more than an hour, which naturally attracted attention. He did not mention the name of the game throughout the whole process, but the occasional shots still made the resourceful fans quickly lock on to "One Corner".
There was some doubt in the hot search whether this was an advertisement. But soon someone found the game development company Yuanyi Technology and found that it was just a small company registered less than three months ago and had no financing background.
"Don't you know how expensive advertising for Sheng Min's status is? This show was actually broadcast for more than two hours. Are you sure this company can afford it? That's a huge investment."
"I'm just a passerby. I just came down to play for a while, the production is really good. Even if it's an advertisement, it still has some authenticity."
"Not bad, the picture is really beautiful... Is Shengmin also so obsessed with looks? [Hahaha.jpg]"
Amid the heated discussion, more and more people downloaded "One Corner". Two hours ago, a well-known game up-loader took advantage of the heat to do a review. He was always harsh and critical, but this time he gave "One Corner" a high score of 8.0. This was certainly not spontaneous. Li Xuan recognized this ID. This person was Qi Boyuan's high school classmate. He had good grades and played games even better. He studied in college for a year and took a leave of absence to play professionally. He retired last year due to a hand injury and became a review up-loader.
Qi Boyuan had originally agreed to let him help. But the plan should have taken another two months. Now with Sheng Min's influence, the promotion can be advanced. It's just that this classmate is wronged and has to bear the bad reputation of riding on the popularity. I don't know how Qi Boyuan coerced and induced him.
In any case, the number of downloads of "Yi Yu" has snowballed to this astonishing number, and the backend revenue has also increased rapidly.
"Are you not leaving get off work yet?" Li Xuan walked out of the office, and there were still four or five people left in the company.
"He's counting money. His face is frozen from smiling."
"That's you." Chu Tianheng looked up from behind the screen and glared at Qi Boyuan.
"Why is it me? How many times have you read the comments praising the art design in the background?" Qi Boyuan supported the table with his backhand, "Hey, senior. Your previous work experience at Yuanxin is not made up, right? You are so excited to see the praise."
Chu Tianheng was still adjusting the new promotional pictures: "I'd better call Zhou Jia quickly and ask her to take you away."
"Then ask her to come quickly. We haven't seen each other for several days." Qi Boyuan smiled and asked Li Xuan, "By the way, did you call?"
"What phone call?"
"What's wrong with you?" Qi Boyuan looked surprised, glanced around, walked closer to him and lowered his voice, "Such a big thing, shouldn't you thank him?"
"Not yet." Li Xuan pursed his lips and changed the subject before Qi Boyuan could speak, "Your classmate..."
"That's fine, it's just a little early. When we were in high school, he often didn't do the homework and copied mine because he thought it was easy. He owes me a lot of favors." Qi Boyuan waved his hand nonchalantly, "We're just about to order takeout, what do you want to eat?"
"Mango sticky rice." Li Xuan blurted out.
"Ah?" Qi Boyuan was stunned. "Don't you not like sweets?"
"I was wrong." Li Xuan corrected himself expressionlessly, "Just order some porridge. I don't have much appetite."
Qi Boyuan nodded and fetched a nearby restaurant's phone number from his desk. Just as he answered the call, he suddenly heard Li Xuan next to him speak in a low voice: "What should I say if I call?"
"ah?"
"Forget it." Li Xuan turned around and wanted to leave.
"Say thank you." Qi Boyuan reacted, put his hand on his shoulder, and said to the other end of the phone, "No, no, didn't I tell you... two large servings of boat porridge, one serving of dry fried beef noodles, a kiln chicken, and some barbecue. Whatever you like. Yes, Yuanyi. Please hurry up."
He quickly ended the call. Li Xuan shook his hand off irritably, but was held back by the arm again: "No, what were you asking just now?"
"Nothing." Li Xuan coughed awkwardly, feeling that he must have been crazy for asking that question.
"Why don't you just say thank you?" Qi Boyuan asked doubtfully, "After all, he helped so much, it's perfectly legitimate to thank him, why are you hesitating about it?"
"Justified?"
"What else?" Qi Boyuan looked at the rare hesitation on Li Xuan's face and felt even more puzzled. "What's wrong with you? Why are you so awkward? Did you offend someone?"
"No... Never mind." Li Xuan sighed almost inaudibly and lowered his eyes to hide all his emotions. "After you finish your meal and confirm the promotional images with senior, go home early. The game update may have to be brought forward. We'll discuss it tomorrow morning."