Chapter 29: I Don’t Drink Tea, but I Do Drink Milk Tea! (Please, dear readers, support the novel with bookmarks, monthly votes, follows, and comments on this chapter.)
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[Streamer, you’re wrapped up like a rice dumpling. Shucking corn isn’t even as hard as stripping you down. One-star review!]
Apart from a few classmates dropping by to show their support, there were no tourists or genuine fans in Yu Xueqing’s livestream room. Still, as the stream went on, the occasional passerby would stumble across it.
Most of them took one glance, saw nothing particularly interesting, and swiped away.
Yu Xueqing was wearing a blue hoodie. On the table sat a glass tea set and more than a dozen sample packets of tea. The topic she was discussing was all about Seed Science and Engineering.
Most people who watched livestreams were simply looking for a bit of entertainment to fill their spare moments.
The person who mocked Yu Xueqing for being wrapped up like a rice dumpling was obviously a passerby who had wandered into the room by mistake.
These days, on Note Live, there were countless streamers who cultivated a top-student persona, only to become more and more revealing the longer they streamed.
After listening to half an hour of incomprehensible academic talk without seeing a single “benefit segment,” the passerby tossed out one last complaint and left.
“?”
Yu Xueqing and the classmates in the livestream room slowly typed out a question mark.
The title of the room clearly said: “Tasting Session for Southeastern Tea and Oolong Tea.”
And you came here hoping to see something naughty?
Were all of us university students simply too conservative, or was there something wrong with your mind?
But only moments later, Yu Xueqing’s Penguin account chimed.
A male classmate had contacted her through a private message in the group chat.
Liu Lin: [The “wanting to speak but hesitating” meme]
Liu Lin: [Selling tea on livestream is extremely competitive. Go take a look at some of the other women who livestream tea sales. They really know how to put on a show.]
Liu Lin: [Embarrassed sweat meme]
Yu Xueqing was very popular among her classmates. Her face was cute and lovable, like a mascot’s, and the fact that she shared a dorm room with Mo Yiqing only made her even more well-liked.
At school, Liu Lin was in the same experimental-field group as Yu Xueqing, and the two of them got along fairly well.
Besides, Liu Lin usually left livestreams running while he played games or read, so he knew a thing or two about the industry.
When he saw Yu Xueqing say in the group chat that she would be helping her family with a summer job by livestreaming tea sales that evening, three black lines appeared above his forehead.
Did you know what kind of battlefield this was?
It was true that a cute, sweet girl next door could be incredibly soothing when she smiled...
But that was reality. In a Note Live room...
Bigger was better!
And better meant bigger!
Big enough was justice!
Cuteness was nothing in the face of sex appeal!
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Liu Lin sent Yu Xueqing several links, then secretly followed them up with pictures of someone kneeling and begging for mercy, along with pleas to be spared.
Yu Xueqing stared blankly at the links. When she tapped one of them in Penguin, it opened a Note Live room.
The title also said that tea was being sold, with special emphasis on the fact that the tea leaves had been roasted by the seller’s own family.
Yu Xueqing looked at the livestream. She immediately drew in a sharp breath.
“Is this a milk-tea shop?”
The livestream featured another female streamer.
She was brewing tea, but the camera was aimed at the tea tray and the streamer’s chest, which appeared to weigh at least ten pounds.
What was even more outrageous was that the tea-selling streamer was clearly wearing a low-cut dress. The slit came almost all the way up to her navel, held together only by a transparent strap.
If it weren’t for the platform’s regulations, Yu Xueqing felt that the older sister selling tea in front of her might well have been wearing lingerie.
“Thank you, big brother, for the Number One Note gift! I love you! I’ll have my assistant contact you later and arrange a nice private seat for you in the fan group! Hee hee hee...”
The sexy tea-selling streamer wore a low-cut dress, and as she brewed the tea, she kept deliberately swaying her upper body back and forth.
When she saw the big spender send a gift, she very intentionally spread her arms and thrust out her chest.
Then... the side-to-side swaying turned into bouncing up and down.
Yu Xueqing’s pupils followed the ten-odd pounds of flesh as it bobbed left and right, up and down. She stared in stunned disbelief and muttered:
“If this milk tea doesn’t contain non-dairy creamer, and they can’t detect any trans fats... I’ll eat the fox.”
In Yu Xueqing’s livestream room, her classmates were now all sending her question marks.
They could see the expression on her face change from shock to vacancy. Then her amber pupils seemed to turn into a cat’s eyes, suddenly narrowing as they darted up and down, left and right across the screen.
Finally, she blurted out something truly unrestrained.
“Those are huge—”
When Yu Xueqing saw everyone asking what was going on, she did not hide anything. She simply turned the screen of another phone toward the livestream camera.
Her classmates, who normally paid attention only to their studies, all drew in a sharp breath when they saw the image displayed in the other livestream.
With the help of big-data algorithms, streams this blatantly provocative were basically impossible for them to encounter. Most of the content pushed to them consisted of performance-oriented streams or gaming streams.
Something like what Yu Xueqing was showing them was usually recommended only to middle-aged viewers with considerable spending power.
[Ding! Your connection has been interrupted because your neckline was too low during the livestream.]
[Violation penalty: Banned from streaming for ten minutes.]
The livestream suddenly went black, and a notification window appeared on the screen.
Yu Xueqing slowly typed a question mark. Then she lowered her head and looked at her blue hooded sweatshirt. After that, she silently typed another enormous question mark into her phone.
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Once the livestream was banned, the classmates who had been chatting with Yu Xueqing immediately exploded. They rushed to the Penguin group to ask her how she had gotten her account suspended.
Yu Xueqing did not know whether to laugh or cry. She sent a voice message to the group, which expressed her current speechlessness better than words could:
“My livestream was banned for ten minutes. The violation was because the neckline of the female streamer I had just relayed to you was too low...”
“I was wondering how the neckline of a hooded sweatshirt could possibly be too low. Then I realized that the image quality on my phone was too poor, so the system mistook my broadcast for explicit content...”
[6666]
The classmates who had just watched the stream all responded in unison with a flood of sixes, wishing her smooth sailing.
Cute and lovable Yu Xueqing was the mascot of their class. But their class’s “weather girl” occasionally came out with golden one-liners—or utterly outrageous remarks.
After working for only an hour and earning her break through sheer effort and determination, Yu Xueqing helplessly shook her head and glanced into the room.
“Ying ying?”
As if sensing something, An Sheng sleepily switched off the air conditioner, fiddled with the doorknob, and stepped out of the dormitory. She happened to see Yu Xueqing looking back at her.
“Ying ying ying?”
An Sheng greeted Yu Xueqing, then prepared to go outside to use the toilet.
But Yu Xueqing’s next sentence made the little fox’s body stiffen where she stood.
“Waaah... Little An, come here quickly and give me a big hug to comfort me.”
“The system banned my livestream and said I violated the rules.”
An Sheng raised her head suspiciously and looked at the clock hanging in the living room.
It was seven in the evening.
Didn’t you say you were going to start streaming at six?
Girl, what on earth did you do to get your livestream shut down after only an hour?
Even An Sheng was shocked.
Were you drawing a salary for doing nothing, like some old geezer?
Or did you imitate Old Eight and take a couple of bites?
“Waaah...”
Yu Xueqing hugged the little fox and begged for comfort.
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