Chapter 311: Chapter 311 The Speed of Failing Is Too Fast
Qingyue’s livestream room.
Qingyue and Duan Wenhui talked until their mouths were dry, but when they checked the backend, there were barely any orders placed.
He felt a surge of frustration; he’d been streaming "with injuries" for so long, yet these people showed no respect for his hard work.
This was bad enough, but a glance at the viewership numbers revealed a sharp nosedive—compared to just half an hour after the stream started, the traffic now was downright pathetic.
Duan Wenhui also noticed that the livestream was hanging by a thread, and her face gradually fell.
At first, she’d created the persona of a compassionate big sister, patiently addressing viewers’ questions. But now, she couldn’t even be bothered to make half-hearted responses.
All that was left was Qingyue tirelessly pushing the stream, while Duan Wenhui sat to the side, her shoulders slightly slouched and her composure far from the dignified look she had at the start.
Sensing something was off, Qingyue turned his head to glance at Duan Wenhui, only to see her impatiently shake her head at him.
In that instant, Qingyue understood—this lady doesn’t want to keep going.
"Sorry, dear fans, but I’m not feeling well, so today’s livestream will have to end here." Qingyue clasped his hands together, looking apologetic.
His die-hard fans quickly flooded the chat.
[Brother, you’ve worked so hard. You’re still recovering from your injuries, so you should take more time to rest. It’ll be fine to resume streaming once you’re fully healed.]
[Sob sob sob, Brother, when’s your next stream? Could you announce it ahead of time? Days without you are so unbearable!]
[Brother, please feel free to rest. We’ll always support you!]
Initially, Qingyue wanted to end the stream right then and there, but seeing his fans spamming supportive comments gave rise to some resentment. In a sarcastic tone, he said, "You say you’ll support me, but why don’t you turn those words into action? Your brother here has been working so hard on this livestream, and you won’t even throw a little face my way by placing some orders. Where’s my dignity supposed to go?"
Though Qingyue spoke with a fake smile plastered on his face, his words left a bitter taste.
"Alright then, catch you next time. But remember, you’d better come through and show me some sincerity. Just lip service won’t cut it—no action will make me sad. Bye now!" Qingyue added one more line before officially ending the stream.
"Ha, your fans are all a bunch of broke losers who can’t even afford a necklace worth a few thousand bucks—waste of my expressions!" Watching Qingyue dismantle the streaming setup, Duan Wenhui couldn’t help unleashing her temper at him.
She had thought this livestream might be a turning point, but as it turns out, it was just whatever...
Qingyue’s fans turned out to have zero commercial value.
"Sis, don’t be upset. Today’s just our first attempt at e-commerce livestreaming. Maybe the fans aren’t used to it yet. Let’s wait for a few more streams," Qingyue said, barely holding back the urge to punch her as he tried to placate Duan Wenhui.
This old woman... If she can’t say anything decent, she should just shut up. What does she mean by calling his fans broke losers? Who does she think she’s looking down on?
The problem was, while Qingyue thought this rant was a private complaint, he was just slightly slow in turning off the stream equipment. All of Duan Wenhui’s blunt words got broadcasted live.
The livestream video suddenly cut off, leaving fans completely baffled. After hearing Duan Wenhui’s cold ridicule, they were even more dumbstruck.
Broke losers—was she talking about them?
They froze for a moment before the realization hit like a ton of bricks—she was definitely talking about them!
At this point, the audience’s feelings went from bewilderment to shock, and then to outright fury.
The fans who’d been loyally supporting their idol couldn’t believe he’d paired up with such an arrogant girlfriend.
With the stream over and nowhere to vent, the fans flocked to Weibo to unleash their anger.
[Who does Duan Wenhui think she is? I didn’t even complain about her being old and unworthy of my brother, and she dares to sneer at me for being poor?!]
[What a lack of class. I used to think she was an elegant and generous big sister, but now I see she’s no different from those arrogant capitalists.]
[Here we go again with the "let them eat cake" attitude. Maybe a few thousand bucks for her is just spare change, but for us ordinary folks, that’s a month’s salary! What kind of regular person can drop thousands on a necklace without blinking?]
[Sob sob sob, I suddenly feel bad for my Qingyue. Duan Wenhui must be such a domineering person—dating her must be exhausting. And she’s totally ruining his public image. Starting today, I hope Qingyue will break up with Duan Wenhui.]
In just a few days, Duan Wenhui had gone from being praised across the internet to being cursed by everyone.
When the masses push someone off their pedestal, they make sure to finish the job. Initially, there had been plenty of people annoyed by her wealth, but when she was being worshipped online as the ultimate girlfriend, they didn’t dare criticize her. Now that Qingyue’s fans had joined in calling her out, these folks went berserk with their insults, saying anything and everything nasty.
At first, the online hate was solely directed at Duan Wenhui. But as the tirade grew, people started digging into the playback of Qingyue’s stream tonight.
And they ended up finding something surprising. Turns out, Qingyue himself wasn’t much of a saint either?
While fans kept pitying Qingyue and condemning Duan Wenhui, a surprising post popped up.
[Stop feeling bad for your "brother." Save your sympathy for yourselves! He’s been mocking you all with his tone, and yet you’re here fighting on his behalf?]
[Listen to Qingyue’s sly comments. Not buying his products equals disrespecting his hard work, equals not supporting him. Gotta say, fans’ wallets are easy pickings these days. He almost blatantly said, "If you don’t spend money, then don’t bother being my fan." And yet, you don’t get it. You’re here sticking up for him against Duan Wenhui, while Qingyue might secretly be laughing at how dumb you are behind your backs.]
[Well, people do gravitate toward similar types. Qingyue and Duan Wenhui teaming up makes perfect sense—they’re equally haughty.]
[Oh wow, Qingyue and Duan Wenhui’s fall from grace has been lightning-fast. A few days ago, they were claiming to be victims of Sang Ning’s oppression, crying about having no justice. And now, they’ve gone and self-destructed.]
[Speaking of Sang Ning, I have to start hyping her livestream now. Fellow bystanders, how many of you still don’t know Sang Ning has started streaming? Go check it out—this is entertainment’s first-ever pure curse-stream setup. I’ve never seen anything like it in my life. Don’t miss the drama!]
Many Weibo users didn’t even know about Sang Ning’s livestream—they’d just come to watch the fallout.
But when word got out that Sang Ning was livestreaming curses, all the fun-seekers downloaded Douyin in a hurry, heading straight to the front lines to watch drama unfold.
When they entered her stream, they were almost scared out of their skins by the eerie "underworld effects."
The livestream’s background music was funeral dirges, and on the long table in front of the camera were dolls stuck full of needles. Sang Youming and Hu Zhi seemed to be crafting wooden coffins and dough coffins.
Midway through, Sang Youming and Hu Zhi turned one of the dolls around so its back faced the camera. Only then did everyone see two words written on the back: "Tiantian" and "Lanlan."
The newcomers to the stream were initially baffled—what’s up with Tiantian and Lanlan?