Xiu Gou's Taming Record

Bai Xinran's chin was still resting on her knees, and her hair was a little messy from being ruffled by Yu Heng.

She didn't say anything, her hair brushing against his palm.

Yu Heng continued to knead the back of the neck. His technique was unprofessional; he was just pressing casually, but the pressure was just right.

Bai Xinran's voice was muffled from her knees: "I just feel pretty bored..."

"What's so boring?" Yu Heng asked.

"Live stream," she said. "It was supposed to be a happy thing, but now I'm a little reluctant to broadcast it..."

Yu Heng paused for a moment, then continued kneading: "You'll feel this way after doing anything for a long time. It's new at first, but then it just becomes repetitive. When a hobby becomes your job, it gets boring."

Bai Xinran turned her head and peeked at him through her arm: "Would you treat me like that too?"

"You? I don't know," Yu Heng answered readily. "Because it's not dry yet."

Bai Xinran's ears felt hot upon hearing this, so she buried her face back.

"Then..." she paused, "when do you plan to do it...?"

"No rush, take your time. Groundbreaking is a very important thing," Yu Heng said with a mischievous smile. "But we can check the condition of the foundation first."

"Hmm..." Bai Xinran groaned and twisted her body.

-

When Bai Xinran woke Yu Heng up again in the morning, she was obviously much calmer than last time, and even helped hand him his clothes.

Once a woman lets down her guard, the change in her level of acceptance is comparable to a rocket launch.

During class, Yu Heng leaned back in his chair and felt a little bloated in his lower abdomen.

Two rounds of intense battles with a woman in her prime, even a young body can't withstand it.

As expected, there are no fields that are over-cultivated, only oxen that are exhausted. Qin Lu took a nap on the high-speed train when she returned, and her battery was fully charged again.

Not only is my lower back swollen, but my hands are also sore. My lower back is because of Qin Lu, and my hands are because of Bai Xinran!

"What are you thinking about?" Hao Junran asked, looking at him. "Did you have breakfast? Want a steamed bun?"

"You actually got up early?" Yu Heng smiled as he took the steamed buns he was offered.

"I didn't buy it. I ran into Wang Shuo at the dormitory entrance this morning. He said he was bringing food to their dormitory and bought an extra one, so he gave it to me."

"Oh~" Yu Heng chewed on the bun in his mouth and said with a dry laugh, "That's perfect."

The classroom that Qin Lu approved for the student association was a small classroom on the second floor of the office building, not far from her office.

At 2:10 p.m., more than a dozen people were already sitting in the small classroom on the second floor of the office building.

Yu Heng pushed the door open and came in. Ning Yutong was writing "Starlight Society's First Regular Meeting" on the blackboard.

She turned around when she heard the noise, her eyes crinkling into a smile: "You're here."

"Hmm," Yu Heng responded, glancing around the classroom.

Bai Xinran sat in the third row by the window, while Hao Junran and the other two squeezed into the last row, huddled together and talking about something.

Several familiar faces came to the previous recruitment interviews.

"Is everyone here?" Yu Heng asked.

Ning Yutong glanced at the list in her hand: "Except for Li Wei, everyone else is here."

Yu Heng nodded. He didn't really recognize who Li Wei was, so it didn't matter if she didn't come.

"Alright, let's begin." Yu Heng walked to the front of the podium, placed his hands on the edge of the podium, glanced at the sign-in sheet, and said, "Let me introduce myself first. My name is Yu Heng, I am a freshman majoring in Internet and New Media, and I am also the founder of the club."

People below were whispering among themselves.

Yu Heng ignored it and continued, "You all learned about our club when we were recruiting. It's a virtual anchor club. Some of you may know about it, while others may have only heard of it. Virtual anchors, simply put, are anchors who use virtual animated characters to replace real people on camera."

"There are two types of virtual streamers, 2D and 3D. Currently, 3D is the mainstream, but it is also very expensive. So our current development direction is to focus on 2D first. In the next six months, our group has two goals." Yu Heng held up two fingers, "First, to create a verified account with more than 100,000 followers. Second, to create five verified accounts with more than 10,000 followers each."

"100,000 followers?" Liu Hewei sat up straight. "Isn't that a bit...?"

"High?" Yu Heng chimed in, "Not really. Virtual streamers are still a relatively new field. As long as the content is good, gaining followers won't be a problem."

"Where do we get our suits from?" Zhou Mengqi asked.

"We'll handle the costumes and character art internally," Yu Heng continued. "Students with drawing skills can sign up. I can pay for the modeling, but there's one condition... all the costumes produced must have my name on the copyright."

"Huh?" someone whispered, "Can't I just pay for it myself?"

Yu Heng looked over and saw a boy he didn't recognize.

"Of course you can," Yu Heng said directly. "Modeling with average precision costs one or two thousand, and high precision costs several thousand. But if you can handle everything yourself, you don't seem to need to join our club."

The boy stopped talking.

Yu Heng withdrew his gaze: "Of course, the specific distribution of the revenue generated by the leather cases will be documented later. My original intention in creating this club was to encourage everyone to generate income through their hobbies in their spare time. If it goes well, it's not impossible to treat it as a career."

"Can it really make money?" Wang Luyu asked, as this was her biggest concern.

"Of course!" Yu Heng opened a screenshot from the multimedia app. "This is a virtual streamer I'm currently managing. It's only been streaming for half a month so far, and its revenue is already close to 20."

After Yu Heng finished speaking, there was a few seconds of silence below.

Two hundred thousand.

This is a somewhat frightening number for these freshmen, whose monthly living expenses are generally between 1,500 and 2,000 yuan.

"Of course," Yu Heng continued, "High turnover doesn't mean you'll actually get that much. The platform takes a cut, the community takes a cut, and taxes have to be paid. In the end, you'll probably only get about 30% left."

Thirty percent, that's still 60,000.

Earning 60,000 yuan in half a month is a very high income.

A murmur of discussion arose in the classroom. Even Ning Yutong and Shen Yueling were a little surprised, as they had only just learned that Bai Xinran could earn so much!

"So," Yu Heng raised his voice a little, "as long as the content is good, you can still make money as a virtual streamer. If you have any ideas or talents, you can talk to me privately afterward."

"That's all for today," he paused, glancing at his phone. "Next week at the same time, here again, before our second meeting, I'll send out the club's rules and regulations and profit distribution details. Meeting adjourned!"

After Yu Heng finished speaking, the people below began to pack up their things one after another.

Hao Junran stood up, walked over, and leaned closer: "Damn, is this thing really that profitable?"

The three of them were stunned when they saw the data. During military training, Hao Junran had teased Yu Heng for watching virtual YouTubers, calling him a pervert. They never expected that he would actually make money from virtual YouTubers now.

"Is that even a lie?" Yu Heng narrowed his eyes. "Live streaming is still very profitable."

"So, do you think I'm good enough?" Hao Junran chuckled. "Actually, I'm not bad at singing."

"You?" Yu Heng glanced at him. "It's not impossible. You're actually quite suitable for broadcasting virtual content."

"How so?"

"With your looks, you'd only be good for abstract art in the real-life art section."

"roll!"