The livestream began, and Lin Muci sat before her phone. The screen was a flurry of scrolling comments. Lin Muci's fan club quickly arrived, engaging in a fierce battle with the antis.
A true fan posted: [Little Ci's condition is so good today! Full of energy, is she a hardworking laborer today too!]
The antis started to get jealous: [Lin Muci has flat chests, Lin Muci is a drama queen, Lin Muci is a scheming bitch!]
The true fans retorted: [Little Ci is a stunning fairy, Little Ci will definitely debut first!]
The antis responded: [Lin Muci will be unexpectedly eliminated!]
Lin Muci didn't look at the comments at all. The others had already started singing, dancing, and chatting. She sat in front of the livestream screen, watching the girls around her contorting their bodies in various ways, some grooving, some hyping, some clubbing.
She faced the screen and began to recite.
[Whoever can set aside life and death will become a new person. Whoever can overcome pain and fear can become God themselves!]
The comments were stunned.
The audience was taken aback.
[What is she doing? Isn't this a singing and dancing competition? Why is she reciting poetry?]
[Holy crap, it's Dostoevsky!]
The antis looked bewildered.
[What ski?]
[Bunny ski?]
[Tractor?]
The fans laughed mercilessly.
[It's Dostoevsky! A Russian novelist, don't you know? Our Little Fairy Lin Muci filled this name in the favorite author section! Damn, this is from his masterpiece "Demons"! Little Fairy isn't just creating a persona, she can actually recite it!]
A five-hour livestream was turned into CCTV's "The Reader" by Lin Muci.
Fans were worried it would be boring, that the livestream wouldn't be engaging.
As it turned out, Lin Muci started combining famous works and renowned authors to explain how to write essays for the advanced placement exams.
She spoke eloquently and engagingly.
Better than any famous teacher on the market.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
[Is she a scholar?]
[Didn't they say she was a terrible student who trashed her grades to chase after idols, ranking last in the class, an invincible academic slacker?]
Below, her fans quickly came forward to clarify.
[How is that possible! Don't you know? She got first place in the entire school on the last monthly exam. Her school even posted congratulatory articles on their official website. It's just that our Little Ci is low-key and doesn't flaunt it. She doesn't create an academic persona, she just conquers you with her professional skills!]
Roar!
The entire venue erupted.
The hashtag #LinMuCiScholar hit the trending list. Now, there was no need for the program team to drive traffic and attention. Everyone rushed to watch the spectacle.
Watching this young girl animatedly explain the big essays, combining works by Gorky, Dostoevsky, Hemingway, and famous Chinese authors, was a hundred times more captivating than those so-called famous teachers.
[Holy shit, I'm dead. This is what a real scholar looks like.]
During the five-hour livestream, while the other girls' singing and dancing did attract many viewers for a short time, everyone quickly grew tired, and the number of viewers continuously declined.
Conversely, Lin Muci's segment, which started ordinarily, managed to carve out an astonishing upward trend!
[Lin Muci's livestream room is so interesting, ahhhh! I never imagined classic literature could be interpreted like this! She just finished explaining "Crime and Punishment" and is going to discuss "Uncle Tom's Cabin" and "Gone with the Wind," connecting them to the Civil War. Hurry up and watch!]
[She can talk about history so vividly and interestingly. Family, my 50-point Chinese and 30-point History can all be saved!]
Behind Lin Muci was a small blackboard.
She clearly and precisely listed the key points and testable areas.
After speaking for two consecutive hours, the number of viewers climbed to five million. Everyone had come to witness how the academic slacker would turn into a scholar, but then they were captivated by her profound and accessible explanations.
[This is more engaging than dancing.]
[Little Ci is so charming,呜呜呜, I sincerely apologize for ever thinking she was uneducated.]
Whether one has substance or not is evident when they speak.
It's a known fact that knowledge is often dry, but Lin Muci could make the plots of classic literature vivid, engaging, and interesting. She was truly skilled.
Yet, some other contestants were envious of her.
Report! Report Lin Muci for not completing the designated actions according to the program's rules!
She didn't do the flower hand dance!
The program director was about to step forward to cut off her livestream. Once the livestream was cut, it would be difficult to reconnect with such a large audience. Unexpectedly, Lin Muci's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she suddenly stood up from her chair.
It's just a flower hand dance.
We'll take a short break. I'll bring you a flower hand dance.
Lin Muci was extremely poised and graceful. She stood up directly and began to perform the flower hand dance.
The director held up a small sign opposite her.
[You must pull someone else in!]
[Otherwise, the mission will fail!]
She looked at the malicious program director, about to pull him over to make up the numbers, when the girls let out a soft gasp.
At the entrance of the recording studio, a young man in a grey coat was slowly walking in. His appearance today was exceptionally handsome. The grey color highlighted his refined and elegant features. He was also wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, giving him a scholarly aura, like the top-ranking academic heartthrob of a school!
The camera skillfully zoomed in on him.
[Ahhhhhh Qianhe, my brother, kill me!]
[I'm gone, why is he so cute and handsome in this outfit? My darling! Ahhhh, I really want to hear him softly call me "older sister." Wouldn't it be heavenly to be called "older sister" by him every day?]
Lin Muci glanced at the comments and was speechless for a moment:
Too naive!
Calling you "older sister" sweetly and softly is immediately followed by being pushed onto the bed.
In other words, family, fantasy and reality are two different things!
However, she had been looking for Ling Qianhe just now, and now that Ling Qianhe had walked into her trap, she waved at him frantically.
Ling Qianhe looked a little confused.
He walked over to the director.
Can I go over?
The director, seeing Lin Muci's righteous gesture of designating Ling Qianhe, felt a little guilty.
Uh, this…
The director truly didn't know what to do.
Seeing that the director didn't stop him, Ling Qianhe walked over. He glanced at the screen.
[Qianhe, do the flower hand dance!]
[Qianhe, show us your flower hand dance!]
Ling Qianhe's expression was peculiar.
Lin Muci, on the other hand, poked his shoulder, looking at him with sincere earnestness.
Would you like to learn from me?
Don't love me, it's fruitless, unless you can flower hand dance better than me!
Ling Qianhe, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and possessing a refined yet sinister look, wore an increasingly strange expression. Lin Muci, however, was much more unrestrained than him. Ling Qianhe hesitated for a moment, then began to dance.
The livestream viewership instantly jumped to seven million.
[Qianhe, my brother, how can you be this cute! His expression is so funny, hahaha, he must be genuinely stunned, hahaha!]
[Exquisite flower hand dance. A younger brother with glasses and a reserved aura doing the flower hand dance is truly addictive. Thank you, Lin Muci, for picking Qianhe, my brother!]
The fans wished they could kowtow to her online.
Lin Muci coughed a couple of times and performed the flower hand dance for ten minutes.
The livestream viewership broke through eight million.
The director signaled that it was enough and asked Ling Qianhe to leave.
Lin Muci moved her small stool and continued to explain historical and cultural classics to everyone. She thought Ling Qianhe would leave, but to her surprise, he didn't.
While she was reading, he stood in front of her camera.
Silently watching her.
Lin Muci was puzzled: Huh?
The system was also baffled.
His favorability meter wasn't going up or down. She didn't know what he was planning.
Lin Muci ignored him. Most of those who came for "Brother Qianhe" were students. Moreover, even working professionals were engrossed in her explanations of literature and the historical stories embedded within, maintaining an audience of seven to eight million.
The livestream had been going on for five hours, and the battle line had been stretched too long.
Everyone was starting to get drowsy.
The girls dancing were also running out of steam. The viewer count plummeted. Lu Keke's segment, which had attracted a peak of millions due to various traffic-driving efforts, had fallen to less than a hundred thousand and was still dropping.
But Lin Muci was moving against the tide.
The next book, and the last one.
"Starry Miles."
Before she could finish speaking, she heard Ling Qianhe's voice.
This is my favorite book.
The world is full of hardships, but it is dreams and perseverance that allow us to reach the other shore.
Lin Muci blinked in surprise.
The young man then said, "I'll read it with you."
Many years ago, on a starry night, Lin Muci bought a copy of "Bright Stars" for him. She said that no matter how far one walks or how high one rises, one must always remember their original intention.
She asked him, "Qianhe, what is your original intention?"
His face turned red, and he dared not look her in the eye.
His original intention was to like Sister Muci.
After a long pause, the young man spoke.
"I want to be someone who punishes evil and promotes good, someone who can bring positive change to the world."
He had become the Ling Qianhe of today. In front of others, he was always striving upwards, always full of positive energy. He had ultimately become a distant star in the eyes of others.
However, Qianhe had lost his star.
[Congratulations to the host for breaking through the livestream sphere, achieving ten million viewers, and congratulations to the host for completing the bet with Feng Yuting and obtaining investor shares.]
[Ling Qianhe's blackening value has slightly decreased. He is one step further away from seeking revenge on the entire world.]
[Huh? Host, why are your eyes a little red?]
Lin Muci was annoyed.
"Can't I be sleepy?"
It wasn't because she was moved by Qianhe.
She walked out of the television station's livestream studio. Yang Weiyang was still quietly asking her how to learn Chinese to improve her score, and if there were any math sessions, as her math was even worse than her Chinese.
She walked out and stood outside the television station. Several girls clasped their hands together.
"One, two,加油! We can win!"