"Hahaha, really? I don't believe it... Wow, you guys are so fickle, interested in so many things?"
She talked for a while longer, then stuck out her tongue: "I have to go now, the staff asked me for my ID, and it's so quiet in here, I'm a little embarrassed..."
She switched the camera to view mode, then her expression instantly fell apart. With a blank look, she pulled out her chip ID from her backpack, frowned, and tossed it to the staff member who had brought her there.
"Is it done?" The camera stopped recording audio for the time being. The staff member, who looked quite young, was sweating and scanned the device he was carrying with him. His lips were pale with nervousness.
"Y-Okay, that's fine. I'm sorry, Sister Tang, I didn't know... Um, would you like to sit over there for a while?"
Tang Mimi sneered and glared at her again.
The girl who came to pick her up today not only misread the exit number at first, but also didn't even offer to help her carry her suitcase after she finally arrived.
The girls brought nearly ten outfits in their suitcases to look good on camera, and the suitcases were quite large. This girl, however, was oblivious and had to point them out before accepting them as if she hadn't expected it.
Tang Mimi rolled her eyes to the sky. She's such a hypocrite.
But what really angered her was when the girl tried so hard to find topics to talk about.
"Sister Tang, I think you're so beautiful! Your nose looks perfect from the side... Which clinic did you get it done at?"
The molasses almost exploded.
Can't you speak properly?! If you can't, then don't speak!
Even with today's increasingly sophisticated cosmetic surgery techniques, people still prefer natural beauty.
Furthermore, over the past fifty years, the regenerative coding in certain human genes has become increasingly pronounced. In today's society, most people who undergo cosmetic surgery will gradually revert to their original appearance within one to two years. Therefore, although changing one's appearance is easier, the shelf life is actually shorter.
Tang Mimi's nose is indeed surgically enhanced. To maintain its shape, she has to go to the hospital for adjustments almost every month, which is quite troublesome. However, she has never admitted to having surgery, always claiming it's all-natural, which is why she's gaining fans…
How could a mere staff member dare to undermine her?
She didn't even ask "Is it?", but instead said "Which company made it?" as if she were absolutely certain. This almost made Tang Mimi explode with anger.
Throughout the journey, she gave the little girl no kind looks until she entered the hall and started her live stream.
To be honest, Tang Mimi hesitated about whether to start a live stream so soon.
She hadn't even gotten to know the incoming anchors yet, nor did she know their true personalities or appearances.
His own camera had a beauty filter on, but it wasn't heavy, and it still reflected the appearance of each streamer fairly realistically.
It would be great to meet someone uglier than her, but I'm afraid of meeting someone beautiful...
But Tang Mimi still has some confidence in her fake nose.
Everyone uses beauty filters, so who's afraid of who? Naturally beautiful people are so rare; she's entered the livestreaming world, and we haven't seen many like her yet.
Thinking this way, she felt a little better. After the staff member left, Tang Mimi switched the floating camera back to normal mode.
She smiled broadly and said, "Okay! All the documents are ready, let's go over there—" She pointed to the sectional sofa, winked, and said playfully, "Let's see who's there?"
Tang Mimi strode with light steps, her laughter breaking the silence: "Hello everyone~ I'm a beauty streamer, my name is Tang Mimi... You're here for the streamer competition too... right?"
Tang Mimi stammered, so shocked she was speechless. She almost lost her smile.
Isn't that Z sitting in the middle?
Damn it, what do you, a man, need to be naturally beautiful?
Tang Mimi was so angry that her nose almost crooked. She forced herself to greet everyone while suppressing her jealousy, and then chose a place to sit down that was far away from Wen Zheng.
I really don't want to be photographed together and then be ridiculed.
After all, there are people like that, whose handsomeness is on a completely different level. Even if men and women are not usually compared side by side, they still make others look like ordinary people in comparison.
Tang Mimi interacted with the live stream audience for a few minutes, then absentmindedly pointed the camera at the door.
"People are starting to arrive. Let's keep an eye on the entrance and see who's who, okay?... Hahaha, I knew you guys were interested in handsome men and beautiful women. Am I not enough for you all?... Okay, okay, enough joking around. Wow, that was Pea who just came in! I recognize her..."
Tang Mimi saw several more ugly people, both men and women, and finally felt relieved.
Fortunately, Z is an exception; most people use heavy filters when they stream.
Just as she was feeling smug and ready to let loose, the camera accurately captured the next person to enter.
The person was carrying a shoulder bag, had long black hair in a high ponytail, wore a black face mask, and was very tall.
Tang Mimi had a strange, ominous feeling.
Her mobile live streaming assistant started frequently reporting busy, and the barrage of comments rained down, but Tang Mimi didn't see them.
Because the man turned around.
"Damn it..." Tang Mimi blurted out a curse without thinking, her heart sinking.
That's going too far.
Bro, you're not just getting a facial, you're bringing virtual reality into the real world.
Can she go home now?
Author's Note: The barrage of comments is exploding!!
(I'm sorry for the typos I'll be fixing tomorrow, which might affect the reading experience. Let me get some good sleep first...)
Chapter 48
Bei Sining walked towards the sofa group.
Every streamer—whether they were playing on their phones, picking their nails, or whispering to the person next to them—involuntarily raised their eyes and pretended to secretly glance at the newcomer.
Stimulate.
This was everyone's first thought.
The second thing is: Dude, can you stop pushing yourself so hard? How much did this cost? Even with the mask on, you can feel the completely different vibe!
The other person's golden eyes swept sharply around, finally meeting Wen Zheng's gaze.
Wen Zheng felt threatened for a moment; his heart felt like it had been electrocuted, and his mind went blank.
He had imagined the king would grow up to be very handsome, but he never imagined he would be exactly like the one in the game world.
Moreover, it overlapped with the ancient man he had glimpsed in his vague memory.
Some people are born with good looks, while others cultivate their beauty through hard work. But the Great King... no, Bei Sining is the ultimate combination of both. It's as if she was born to stand at the pinnacle and rightfully enjoy the admiration and envy of others.
This is the kind of face that would cause servers to crash if it were in a game, and now it's in real life... Wen Zheng is a little worried about whether this livestreamer conference can be held smoothly.
"Wen Zheng." In a moment of surprise, Bei Sining had already walked up to him and said with displeasure, "Move aside."
“…Ah.” Wen Zheng recalled the helplessness he felt when he first entered a holographic game. Now, he was moved to the side by Wen Zheng’s words and actions, while Deng Puyue was squeezed onto a small independent sofa next to him.
Bei Sining sat comfortably in his original spot.
Wen Zheng's previously blank mind gradually began to stir again, and he looked at him strangely: "…………"
"What's wrong?" Bei Sining tossed her bag aside, looking puzzled.
Wen Zheng stared blankly, thinking: "This sofa is so big with so many empty seats, why do I have to move?"
Bei Sining didn't understand his gaze, but in the midst of this awkward silence, she belatedly realized something was off. He quickly figured it out himself, proudly raising his head: "Don't you think my skin is exceptionally good?"
Wen Zheng: "..."
Is this a skin problem?! You don't know that everyone thinks your game character is sculpted with a lot of effort?
However, Wen Zheng's thoughts were quickly diverted. As Bei Sining took off her stuffy mask, he couldn't help but observe her face up close.
Her skin is really good.
Even when he was almost face-to-face with the other person, he couldn't see any obvious pores.
Bei Sining's skin tone was perfectly even, porcelain white, with long eyelashes that could slide down a slide, naturally curled upwards, and a deep, dark color.
But his eyes were the most striking feature. His golden pupils had mysterious crystalline patterns, and unless Wen Zheng got as close as he did, no one would notice that he wasn't wearing colored contact lenses.
Two words: perfect.
The close observation inevitably brought the two of them too close. As their breaths mingled, Bei Sining's cheeks flushed a light pink. She stepped back slightly and even pushed him away.
With that push, Wen Zheng almost fell backward.
In the instant Wen Zheng mobilized all his muscles to control his body, he fell into a very philosophical state of mind—this really is Da Hei, isn't it?
That shove was so powerful it felt like it could punch a hole in the wall.
It must be Big Black!
Stop at 90%, go for 95%!
Wen Zheng took a deep breath, calmed his rapidly beating heart, and sent a video to Xiao Huangmao.
The blond-haired guy answered very respectfully after three seconds: "Hello? Brother Wen... do you want to see Big Black?"
Bei Sining glanced at Wen Zheng.
"Hmm," Wen Zheng said, "I'm worried."
The camera zoomed in on the sofa in the pet store, where Big Black was sleeping peacefully, its furry head resting on its two front paws, looking incredibly serene.
The blond-haired boy was beaming with pride, as if he had just completed a task, and his enthusiasm was a little strange: "Brother Wen, feel free to look, look all you want, keep looking!"
Wen Zheng sneered inwardly, but said seriously that it wasn't necessary, and then hung up the video call.
"...If you like your cat so much, why don't you look at it a little longer?" Bei Sining had just peeked at his screen and was a little annoyed to see him hang up so quickly.
Wen Zheng smiled faintly: "Don't you hate me?"
Bei Sining: "..."
The two huddled together and whispered to each other. Their voices were not loud, and those who were a little far away could not hear what they were saying, but they still tried their best to listen.
For example, Tang Mimi, feeling utterly hopeless, kept the floating camera pointed at Wen Zheng and Bei Sining throughout the entire video, at the request of the viewers in the live chat.
Because the visuals were so pleasing to the eye, she even spaced out for a while, quite unprofessionally. After two minutes, thinking the comments should quiet down, she raised her phone to speak... [Sorry, your connection has been lost.]
Sugar Honey: ? ? ?
"Holy crap! My cat's paralyzed?"
One of the chubby livestreamers, who was scrolling through his phone, suddenly spoke up, and everyone else reacted, asking what was going on and how it happened, which eased the atmosphere considerably.