Chapter 7:
Tang Yu and Hu Tao glanced at the time. It was already 9 PM.
Unknowingly, they had been streaming for nearly ten hours straight.
Both their stomachs growled in perfect sync.
Tang Yu felt a pang of sympathy for Hu Tao. With an apologetic look, he faced the camera and said, "Family, it's getting late. We'll end here for today. Thank you all so much for the support." "Wishing everyone a happy life and a wonderful family."
The moment he finished speaking, the live room went black in the next second.
The viewers were completely stunned!
Especially the ones who had just rushed in from the homepage recommendation—they were furious.
{F*ck! I just clicked in—how is it already black screen? My luck is trash!} {Heard there was a 2D beautiful girl here, so I came running—took off my pants already? And this is it?} {Hehe, I've already finished my session. You latecomers can only blame your bad timing!} {This host is insane—ending stream right during homepage push? Money left on the table!} {When does the host usually go live every day?} {When does the host usually go live every day? ×1000} {.....}
After ending the stream, Hu Tao looked exhausted and immediately flopped onto the streaming chair in a big starfish pose.
Tang Yu, meanwhile, was still checking the backend stats.
Follower count: 49,999 people. Gift revenue after platform cut: 400,000 yuan.
Seeing this six-figure number, Tang Yu's mouth couldn't stop curving upward—the smile reached all the way to his eyes.
Hu Tao finally caught her breath. Seeing Tang Yu's exaggerated grin, she couldn't help asking, "Tang Yu, why are you so happy?"
Tang Yu smiled and replied, "Because we made a lot of money."
Hu Tao's eyes widened. "Enough to open a funeral parlor?"
Her question instantly choked Tang Yu up.
400,000 was a lot, but renting a storefront in Shanghai? Completely unrealistic.
Unlike apartments that could be rented monthly or quarterly, commercial storefronts were usually leased by the year.
400,000 yuan wasn't nearly enough for even one year in a prime, expensive city like Shanghai.
Plus, because of the special nature of a funeral parlor, whether anyone would even rent to them was another big question mark.
"We're still a bit short. A few more streaming days and we'll be close," Tang Yu said honestly.
Hu Tao pouted and let out a small "Oh," but didn't say anything more.
Tang Yu turned his attention back to the computer screen.
The private messages were flooded. He wanted to see what was going on.
The moment he opened them, his brows furrowed deeply.
Besides the usual Hu Tao simps, most of the messages were invitations from influencer agencies and streaming guilds.
The gist was all the same: Would Hu Tao be willing to sign with them? If yes, they'd offer high pay.
But every single one had the same condition— only Hu Tao. No Tang Yu.
Tang Yu's earlier euphoria vanished in an instant.
What the hell? They were all here just for Hu Tao?
"What's wrong?" Hu Tao naturally noticed the change in his expression.
"Uh…" Tang Yu hesitated for a moment, then decided to be honest with her. He said, "A lot of guilds and influencer companies want to sign you. What do you think?"
Hu Tao looked confused. Her big eyes rolled around before she stared straight at Tang Yu. "What does that mean?"
Seeing her puzzled face, Tang Yu found it incredibly cute and healing. His earlier disappointment melted away almost instantly.
"Let me explain…"
Tang Yu patiently gave her a full rundown on what streaming guilds and influencer agencies did in this world.
Hu Tao listened very attentively.
When she heard how popular she actually was, her face lit up with joy.
But when she learned that all these guilds and companies only wanted to sign her—and not Tang Yu— her expression immediately turned unhappy.
"What the heck! If they won't sign you, then I won't sign either." Hu Tao puffed out her cheeks and declared firmly.
To Hu Tao, Tang Yu was her master/owner. If you all look down on my master, why would I play with you?
Hearing this, Tang Yu felt a warm rush in his heart.
The way he looked at Hu Tao softened with genuine affection.
Even though some mysterious force seemed to make Hu Tao somewhat obedient toward him, Tang Yu never wanted to force her into anything. As long as she was willing, she could do whatever she wanted. He wouldn't interfere.
"You're silly! If you sign with them, you could earn tens of millions a year. Then you could open as many funeral parlors as you want," Tang Yu said softly, gently scraping the tip of her nose.
Hu Tao stood up and positioned herself right in front of him. She looked up, gave a cheeky grin, and said mischievously, "But you'll open them for me later anyway, right?"
Tang Yu nodded and took her small hand in his.
"Come on, let's go grab something to eat."
"Okay!"
Hand in hand, the two quickly headed to the night market near the rental apartment.
Tang Yu was 180 cm tall, while Hu Tao was only 160 cm. The massive height difference made them stand out like a sore thumb in the crowd.
Wherever they went, eyes followed.
"Boss, what's this?" Hu Tao stopped in front of a barbecue stall and pointed at a skewer of pig penis, squinting with a smile.
The boss was a middle-aged man. Seeing how adorable Hu Tao was, his eyes lit up. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, glanced at Tang Yu, and said, "Better let your boyfriend explain that one!"
Whoosh!
Boyfriend?
Hu Tao's face turned bright red in an instant.
Whether from the barbecue coals or pure embarrassment—no one could tell.
"Boss, if you can talk, talk more!" Tang Yu gave the boss a thumbs-up. He was thrilled and immediately decided this was where they'd eat tonight.
Then, he pointed at various items on the grill and introduced them to Hu Tao one by one.
"This is pig penis—the man's energy station."
"And this is oyster—also a man's energy station."
Hu Tao nodded repeatedly, her eyes full of genuine curiosity and thirst for knowledge.
"Then what's the woman's energy station?" Hu Tao suddenly asked.
She was seriously curious—why was everything a "man's energy station"? Where was the woman's version?
Tang Yu froze for a second!
But he quickly recovered. He scanned the grill, then pointed at a cylindrical item with a naughty grin. "This right here. We call it eggplant."
Hu Tao followed his finger and saw the eggplant. It looked innocent enough on the outside. She got super excited.
Pointing at the eggplants, she said to the boss in the most innocent, wide-eyed voice: "Boss, give me five eggplants. I want to fill up completely!"
Boss: "..."
Tang Yu: "...."
Surrounding crowd: "....."
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