After saying goodbye to Lian Ge, Feng Ling quickly returned to her previous rental apartment and brought in all the packages that had just arrived.
It took a while to set up the various equipment, but luckily she made it just in time for the prime time slot, so she could start streaming.
Feng Ling took two steps back and surveyed her professional-looking streaming setup.
Satisfied, she nodded and sat down at the desk.
She opened the streaming software and set the title as “New Streamer: Magical Girl Feng Ling Debuts.”
Before officially starting, she adjusted the camera angle several times until she looked cute enough on screen.
Only then did she feel confident enough to begin streaming.
Seeing that the stream was live, Feng Ling moved the microphone closer to her mouth, cleared her throat, and said, “Testing, testing, can you hear me?”
Of course, Feng Ling was just talking to herself to test the audio; at this point, there wasn’t a single person in the stream.
She propped her elbows on the table, rested her chin on her hands, and waited for viewers to come in.
Feng Ling sat quietly.
Before long, a system notification flashed on the right side of the screen indicating that a user had entered the stream.
[User entered the streaming room]
Feng Ling immediately sat up straight, put on her prepared smile, and the first comment slowly drifted across the interaction bar:
“Is the streamer really a magical girl?”
“Yes, I’m a genuine, one-hundred-percent real magical girl, Feng Ling.”
She flashed a peace sign at the camera.
The authenticity of Feng Ling’s voice immediately made the commenters realize that they were indeed talking to the real Magical Girl Feng Ling, and a barrage of comments came in.
“Wait, it’s really her????”
“Feng Ling baby, when did you start streaming?? Am I the first viewer??”
“Followed! Last time on the street I couldn’t get your autograph. Feng Ling baby, when can you give me one?”
“There are so few people in the stream. I’ll take a screenshot and share it in the group to rally people.”
It seemed that the first person had shared the link in a group, and the viewer count began to rise visibly.
Feng Ling watched the single-digit number at the top right quickly roll into three digits.
Gifts and Super Chats also started pouring in.
Her face remained expressionless, but inwardly she was secretly overjoyed.
“Everyone, slow down, I can’t keep up…”
Feng Ling leaned her face closer to the screen, squinting to read the rapidly scrolling comments, and began thanking for gifts in the same way other streamers did:
“Thank you to ‘Little Feng Ling is cute today too’ for the Small Flower. Thanks to ‘Brave Bull’ for the Popularity Ticket. Thank you, thank you everyone.”
Someone in the comments asked, “Feng Ling, why did you suddenly decide to start streaming? We’ve never seen you do this before.”
Feng Ling had been waiting for this question.
She quickly tempered her smile a little, adding a hint of loneliness to it.
“Someone asked why I chose to start streaming? Hmm… because even outside of work hours, I miss everyone a lot.”
“When I’m alone, the room always feels empty. Even though I usually get to see everyone when I’m hunting Demon Beasts, it’s always so rushed and there’s no chance to really talk.”
She folded her hands on the desk, rested her chin on the back of her hands, and said softly, “Feng Ling is also someone who’s afraid of being alone, so I thought I’d start streaming to talk with everyone more.”
The scrolling speed of comments immediately doubled, and the frequency of gifts became too much for Feng Ling to keep track of.
The entire screen was filled with the Mama Faction’s “Mama loves you” and “Mama.”
With a touched smile on her face, Feng Ling clasped her hands together and nodded repeatedly in thanks, saying, “Don’t send gifts anymore, everyone! I’ve already felt your kindness, you really don’t have to spend money.”
But in her heart, she was already ecstatic.
Making money just by moving her lips was way too comfortable.
‘Starting a stream was the right call.’
Feng Ling gave herself a mental thumbs-up.
However, just as she was calculating whether to milk some more sympathy to push the atmosphere to a higher climax, a few comments drifted past, standing out prominently among the crowd of comments.
“Chi Yun has already started streaming, why are you all still watching this low-level magical girl?”
“Oh, Chi Yun has started streaming? Sorry, I’m heading out.”
“Sorry Feng Ling, but Chi Yun’s stream is way too amazing.”
“I’m going over there too, bros, sorry.”
By the time Feng Ling noticed, the comment section had become Chi Yun’s territory for nearly four minutes, and the proportion was still rising.
In the end, the entire screen was filled with the word “farewell.”
By the time the proportion decreased, there were barely any comments left.
The few remaining true fans in the stream tried desperately to salvage the atmosphere, saying things like, “Feng Ling, don’t be sad, we’re still here,” and “Don’t mind those people.”
But the numbers said it all.
Although Feng Ling’s face showed nothing, she was already extremely angry.
She barely managed to maintain her professional smile and kept the true fans company for a while.
Eventually, she used an excuse to end the stream, finishing tonight’s broadcast early.
“My first stream is still a bit unfamiliar, so let’s call it a day here. Everyone, get some rest early. Bye bye…”
Feng Ling tapped the “End Stream” button on the screen, closed the stream, and flopped face-first onto her freshly made bed.
‘This streaming industry is really not as simple as I imagined…’
Feng Ling sat up from the bed and began to think seriously.
There was nothing to be done about this, after all, Chi Yun was a veteran both as a magical girl and as a streamer.
Her first-mover advantage would naturally crush a newcomer like Feng Ling.
Offline, due to spatial distance constraints, people would choose the magical girl in their own area.
She could still get enough traffic in her own territory.
But once online, the distance limitation disappeared.
Everyone was competing for the same audience’s attention on the same site, so of course people would vote with their feet and go watch the more famous one.
“Mm-hmm, looks like I need to think of something.”
With a learning attitude, Feng Ling sat back down at the desk, opened her phone, searched for Chi Yun’s stream, clicked in, and then saw…
Chi Yun wasn’t wearing her signature black-red tight battle suit.
She had changed into a cosplay outfit from some unknown dimension.
And the outfit was quite revealing.
The cleavage on her chest was unabashedly exposed, and her waist area was only covered by a layer of translucent gauze, vaguely revealing her navel and smooth abdominal curves.
The fabric that actually served as coverage couldn’t even hide the “southern hemisphere.”
Even Feng Ling couldn’t last longer than a second in the “Don’t look there” challenge.
And at this moment, the comments naturally weren’t criticizing Chi Yun’s indecent behavior like Lian Ge would.
Instead, they were completely immersed in Chi Yun’s beauty.
Comments like “iconic,” “wife,” “mommy,” and “Is Chi Yun a good girl?” scrolled by at a dizzying speed.
Chi Yun, on the other hand, was flirting with the comments while showcasing the products she was promoting today, completely unconcerned about her image.
She slapped her phone face-down on the desk and angrily pounded the table.
Now she understood why she couldn’t beat Chi Yun:
“So it’s all about showing skin!”