Inferior females become internet sensations across the entire galaxy

Chapter 503 Live Broadcast Again
Even the Federation and the Empire saw a surge in dart and knife training camps overnight.

Many people who were captivated by Li Xunhuan's amazing throwing knife skills enrolled in classes to learn how to use it.

Nowadays, apart from those who are truly lacking in talent, almost everyone has some basic shooting skills.

Jiang Qin had already practiced before, since she needed to learn how to make the weapons Yuan Ling created, so she didn't join in the fun.

As for the questions about her new drama in the comments, she didn't want to reveal too much, so she just randomly picked a few questions to answer.

"It's different from Journey to the West, you'll see when the time comes."

"Yes, the actors have been selected, and filming will begin in the next few days."

[Qinbao, Qinbao, are you looking for a new partner soon?]
[Yeah, Qinbao, you haven't had enough partners yet, have you?]
[I'd like to recommend myself. I'm an S-class orc, and I'm only 18 years old!]
When Jiang Qin saw these comments, she simply closed her eyes. If she couldn't see them, she didn't need to reply.

Finally, there were too many comments on the screen, so she said, "Let's stop here. You guys are talking too fast. I'll sing a few songs for you."

These songs happen to be uploaded to the music platform tonight.

Upon hearing this, the sapling above her head instantly perked up.

[Huh? I've been wanting to ask you this for a while now, Qinbao, why did you buy this hair accessory? It looks so fresh and cute...]
What she really meant was that the hair accessory looked really silly, but on Jiang Qin, it did make her look very fresh and clean.

[Where did you buy it? I want the same one.]
[I just noticed it; I thought it was some extra greens from Qinbao's family.]
[Although it's a bit silly and cute, it seems to have quite a unique personality?]
Next, everyone asked for the purchase link.

Jiang Qin: "..."

There are actually people who like having grass growing on their heads? What unique taste!

"This is something we made ourselves, so there's no link. You can take a picture and find someone to make the same thing."

[Can anyone make this? Are there no copyright fees?]
"Yes, anyone can make it, and it's fine to use it for commercial purposes, so you can take screenshots yourselves."

Jiang Qin's generosity surprised everyone once again.

Fearing they would miss out on soup if they were late, they quickly contacted people to start mass production.

……

Jiang Qin then stopped watching the comments and sang several songs she had recorded in her spare time over the past few days.

The melodious sound of a piano filled the air, evoking memories for many.

[It's been so long since I've seen Qinbao play the piano; it feels like I've gone back to when she was working at the bar.]
[Ms. Jiang Qin's piano playing is truly delightful; the playing of other people just doesn't quite resonate with me.]
[As a newly minted pianist, I feel I still have a lot of room for improvement.]
Although netizens haven't seen Jiang Qin play the piano for a long time, she has actually been practicing all along.

After all, if you don't play for a long time, you might become rusty.

How can shoddy music move people?

Jiang Qin lowered her head and played the piano, her red lips slightly parted:

"Empty street scene"
I want to find someone to invest my emotions in.

Making this decision

Loneliness is my neighbor…

She really likes quiet songs, especially "Always Quiet," which accompanied her through many nights of studying late into the night.

Whenever she sings such songs, her heart can feel a moment of peace.

The sapling swayed its two leaves, clearly enjoying the music.

The chat in the live stream quieted down, and many people put on earphones and lay quietly on their beds with their eyes closed to listen.

***
An Mingchen knocked on his older brother's door as soon as Jiang Qin started her live stream.

However, after knocking for more than ten minutes, no one inside responded, seemingly determined to pretend to be asleep.

He sighed, "Brother, I know you're still awake. Can you open the door?" There was no response from inside, so he didn't leave. Instead, he simply stood at the doorway and projected the live stream to listen to music.

Because he knew that his brother would not turn on the soundproofing system in his room when he was at home.

Even though he's annoying and knocks on the door every now and then, my brother doesn't just mute him.

So he was certain that his brother could hear the songs he played.

A soft singing voice drifted into the room.

An Mingjie, who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and feeling utterly dejected, did hear it, but he still didn't move, wanting only to lie there until he died.

But gradually, his pessimistic thoughts seemed to stop, and he focused all his attention on singing.

My love for you has always been quiet.
In exchange for the occasional care you give me
It's clearly a movie for three people.

But I will never have a name…

Every sentence makes you subconsciously listen attentively.

When the singing ended, the darkness in the room was suffocating.

Fortunately, the singing started again soon, this time it was still a relatively quiet song.

An Mingjie had never heard this type of song before. It was quiet with a touch of sadness, but it didn't leave the listener lingering in sadness. Instead, it led them to let go.

He was engaged to his childhood sweetheart, but the engagement fell through after he was deported from the military last month.

A relationship that lasted for twenty years ended just like that.

He had thought that even if his fiancée had many partners, he would still be special to her.

After all, they had known each other since they were five years old, grew up together, went to school together, and were each other's first love.

She once told him sweet words that she wanted to marry only him and grow old together.

When news came back that he had been sent back to the army and would have to recuperate at home from then on, she didn't even wait for him to return. Instead, she went directly to both sets of parents to break off the engagement.

He, who was originally pondering how to raise his female master in the future, suddenly became despondent.

Having lost his most beloved career and his fiancée whom he had loved for twenty years, he simply couldn't find any meaning in continuing to live.

So he committed suicide.

Unfortunately, her younger brother discovered her and rescued her in time.

His mother wept bitterly, and his father pleaded with him to live. In the end, he couldn't bear to kill himself again, so he simply hid in his room and stopped going out.

He was aware of his family's concerns, but he simply didn't want to face this terrible world anymore.

Every day, his younger brother would knock on the door and talk to him.

Today is no exception.

I thought he would leave after he finished speaking, just like usual, but to my surprise, my brother didn't say much today. Instead, he quietly played music at his door.

Even though the melody of this song wasn't exactly cheerful, he felt a sense of relief from his sadness.

Even he himself didn't realize that he had begun to quietly look forward to the next song.

Soon, the familiar song began again, and this time, the song still brought peace to the mind and body.

"My dear, you want to live freely."

Trapped in the mundane details of everyday life
My dear, I too have tossed and turned in bed…