The Whole Internet Is Going Crazy Listening To My Live Stream

Jiang Zhao had made some powerful enemies, and overnight, scandals started raining down on him like they were free of charge. The hashtag #JiangZhaoGetOutOfTheEntertainmentIndustry trended on the hot search, burning so hot it nearly melted the servers.

His management company, true to its capitalist nature, decided to offer him up as a “gift” to smooth things over, wringing out every last drop of his remaining value. Everyone in the industry was waiting to see him crash and burn, convinced the kid was finished for good.

But then, unexpectedly, a [Gossip System] notification chimed in Jiang Zhao’s mind, signaling successful binding.

That very night, hounded by relentless online trolls, Jiang Zhao went live. Facing a barrage of comments screaming “Flop star get lost!”, he leisurely pulled out a juicy piece of gossip: “Family, don’t rush. Today, I’ve got a fresh story for you all. ‘The Obsessive Agent Willingly Becomes a Pimp for an Impotent Sugar Daddy Out of Love.’ Anyone want to hear it?”

The trolls’ insults got stuck in their throats like they’d swallowed flies. Not long after, the agent who had tried so hard to bury Jiang Zhao found himself sporting a shiny pair of silver bracelets.

Having tasted success, Jiang Zhao got hooked. His livestream titles changed daily: “Today, I’ll talk about ‘How I Became the Pampered Favorite After Giving Birth to a Son for an Infertile Tycoon!’…”

His former haters, who had silently changed their IDs to “WhatGossipIsJiangZhaoDroppingToday,” now begged: “Update! Even the donkey at the production team isn’t as slow as you!”

Jiang Zhao: “New story: ‘How I Became an Entertainment Industry A-Lister at 24 with a 10-Year-Old Son’…”

The people he had crossed were terrified out of their wits, trembling: “Bro! Please, shut up! If you keep talking, you’re going to dig up our ancestral graves!”

Jiang Zhao’s livestream became insanely popular, viewer counts soaring into the millions. Gossip lovers tuned in daily, even coming up with creative cheer slogans: “Fly high, streamer, take the fall yourself—we just love watching you tempt fate!”

Nobody knew that this guy, seemingly dancing on the edge of a knife, had already become the universally acknowledged and untouchable “Emperor of the Melon Patch.” Strangely enough, he kept receiving thank-you gifts from big shots across various industries.

An entertainment mogul, tears in his eyes: “My savior! If you hadn’t exposed that s*umbag’s true colors, my daughter’s life would have been ruined! You need help with your contract termination? Leave it to me!”

A real estate tycoon sobbed as he thrust a stack of property deeds at him: “Thanks to you for uncovering that mole, my company was saved from going bankrupt! Here are ten apartments for you. If it’s not enough, I’ll add more!”

A catering industry leader cried the hardest, practically shoving keys into his hand: “You saved my life! Take this restaurant chain, it’s yours. Don’t be polite with me!”

Holding an armful of deeds and contracts, a bewildered Jiang Zhao thought: “Wait… I was just casually snacking on melons. How did this snack turn me into a billionaire?”

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Jiang Zhao’s life was comfortable—playing with his cats and dogs, livestreaming occasionally, and watching the money roll in.

The only slightly unpleasant part was the constant, irritating appearance of his lifelong rival, who had always outshone him in everything since childhood. But even that wasn’t so bad. What was truly alarming was that this rival now seemed overly eager to please him.

Jiang Zhao made a shocking discovery: Good grief, his rival’s brain had malfunctioned. The guy was secretly in love with him!

Well… the man was 185 cm tall, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs, and a face so ridiculously handsome it defied logic. Even Jiang Zhao, who was dazzled, found it a little hard to refuse.