An American knife seller? No, please acknowledge me as your godfather.

The next morning.

Lynn opened her eyes early.

With a thought, the panel appeared.

[Host] Lynn

【Age】30 years old

Height: 183cm

【Weight】53kg

【已解锁情绪】感恩 LV1（140/200）、愤怒 LV0（20/100）、恐惧 LV1（0/200）、敌意 LV0（30/100）爱慕 LV0（20/100）、尊敬LV0（10/100）

[Skills] General Medical Skills (Beginner), Street Fighting (Beginner)

"..."

"Both [Gratitude] and [Fear] have already surpassed LV1, and [Gratitude] is even about to reach LV2."

After a quick glance, Lynn already had a good idea of ​​what was going on.

[Gratitude] was expressed mainly through distributing supplies to help Mrs. Hill, Mike, and even the lecturers.

As for anger and fear.

It was thanks to the vampire boss Jack Ma and the good girl Katie.

The remaining emotions are rather fragmented.

Well, except for [admiration].

He remembered those mere 20 points of affection clearly.

It was that gay best friend in the convenience store, and that heavily armored tank whose size rivals Mark Henry, who contributed to this!

Thinking about this, Lynn couldn't help but feel something was strange.

Both of these brilliant strategists can offer affection.

Why didn't Katie and Mrs. Hill react?

Katie is one thing, but this little mare's mental defenses have completely crumbled.

But it wouldn't make sense for Mrs. Hill not to provide it.

That night, the two of them were clearly on the verge of exchanging sweet nothings!

Could it be...?

Does it only work after a link is established?

After thinking for a while without figuring it out, Lynn simply got up and went downstairs.

I got up quite early today; Mrs. Hill was clearly still in bed.

Lynn tiptoed to the door of Katie's room on the second floor.

Knock knock—

I knocked twice, but no one answered.

Just as I was about to knock again, the door was suddenly yanked open from the inside.

"This is……"

Lynn was clearly taken aback when he saw the figure behind the door.

Katie had a head of long, messy blonde hair that looked like a bird's nest.

Her eye bags were swollen like walnuts, and she had two extremely exaggerated dark circles around her eyes.

He looks like a vampire who just crawled out of the Seattle sewers.

"You didn't stay up all night last night, did you?"

Lynn raised an eyebrow, her gaze falling on the brightly lit computer screen, a hint of surprise in her voice.

"What do you think?" Katie's eyes were red, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

Perhaps because they occupied the moral high ground, their arrogant nature was immediately revealed.

"You only talked about editing, but you didn't say how to edit! I have no choice but to do it myself!"

"And there's more! So many fragmented scenes, I painstakingly extracted them frame by frame! I stayed up all night!"

"You bloodsucking vampire who only knows how to exploit people! You don't care whether I live or die!"

Katie became more and more excited as she spoke, and her voice even cracked a little.

Seeing Katie grinning and making a face, Lynn's expression instantly turned cold:

"Who gave you the courage to speak to me so loudly?"

Lynn's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine:

"If you don't want to get slapped again, you'd better rein in your damn spoiled brat attitude!"

Sensing the ruthlessness that flashed in Lynn's eyes, Katie trembled and her eyes instantly regained their clarity.

I could only feel a burning pain in both cheeks again.

The fear of being dominated once again took hold of my entire body.

Fear +10

Lynn didn't even bother to look at her again and went straight to the computer desk to sit down.

The desktop is covered with video files of different versions.

Lynn casually clicked on the app and glanced at it, her expression softening slightly.

Despite Katie's terrible grades.

But the girl really does have some talent when it comes to short video editing.

Aside from the somewhat incongruous background music, the editing and color grading are quite professional.

Of course, some details still need to be adjusted.

For example, the most important element is the cover, and the most important element is the title.

No time was wasted.

Lynn skillfully controlled the mouse and operated it at lightning speed.

Katie had somehow slowly moved behind Lynn.

Looking at Lynn's dazzling array of keyboard shortcuts, a hint of surprise flashed across his face.

She originally thought Lynn left the job to her because she didn't know how, but she didn't expect her skills to be much better than hers.

For a moment, she found herself developing a curiosity about Lynn that she herself was unaware of.

Just then.

Katie noticed Lynn's fingers tap on the keyboard and suddenly paused the video playback.

The image freezes instantly.

Upon seeing this, Katie's face instantly turned as red as fire.

The next second, her eyes widened suddenly.

She saw Lynn suddenly zoom in on the image!

It almost took up the center of the entire computer screen.

What is he going to do!

The little voice in Katie's mind began to scream in despair and madness.

She watched helplessly as a man brazenly viewed her private, enlarged photos right in front of her.

This feeling is a million times worse than killing her!

Just as Katie was about to speak up to stop them.

Lynn skillfully typed several lines of visually striking subtitles on his face.

The subtitles were placed in an extremely cunning way, perfectly obscuring the crucial parts.

So... they were making a cover image?

Katie breathed a long sigh of relief; her heart, which had been in her throat, finally settled back down.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

A strange feeling inexplicably welled up in her heart.

"Alright, given the limited conditions last night and the availability of only one fixed camera position, we'll just have to make do for now."

Lynn leaned back in his gaming chair, revealing the finished product's cover and title.

[A four-person limited edition! Cheerleader's tutorial! Ancient yoga and... (Absolute territory perspective)!]

A quintessential Frankenstein's monster title that perfectly blends everyday life, traditional culture, and the secrets of online traffic!

Katie was completely stunned when she saw this long string of extremely embarrassing words.

"Is...is this kind of title really okay?" she stammered.

Remove the character "吗".

Lynn answered decisively, his tone radiating absolute confidence.

This has been verified by countless "welfare girls" and "little days" teachers using real-world data.

In this industry where the most common phrases are "Look at my big butt," this kind of blunt and vulgar copywriting is everywhere.

This kind of title, full of taboo and storytelling, is absolutely a game-changer!

"Fine...okay." Katie bit her pale lower lip, resigned to her fate.

"Also, let's set the monthly subscription price for this video series at $29.99 a month," Lynn added.

"$29.9?!"

Katie exclaimed, her face full of confusion and shock: "This...isn't this a bit too expensive?!"

It's worth noting that her previous monthly subscription price was only $9.9, yet only a handful of people paid for it.

Now they're going to triple the price?

How could this possibly sell!

"Shut your mouth and do as I say."

"We're now going for a personalized, high-end approach, not cheap fast food!"

Lynn gave a brief explanation and then said nothing more.

The lower the price, the thinner the profit margin.

It attracted mostly freeloaders and penny-pinching paupers.

$29.9 is a screening threshold that can directly eliminate junk customers who cannot afford to pay.

Of course, how to retain them afterward is even more important.

However, he believed in the power of Katie's young body, and even more so in his own ability to manage the situation.

Beep beep—

Just then, my phone in my pocket suddenly vibrated.

It was a text message from an unknown number.

Although unsigned, the message was extremely brief and powerful: 【Mr. Lin, we have a job!】

In an instant, a glint of excitement flashed across Lynn's face.

He knows who it is without even having to guess.

It must have been a signal from Mike, the Black man.

"Remember to package the account properly during the day, publish the videos on time, and keep a close eye on the backend data."

Lynn casually gave a word of advice, then turned and walked out the door without looking back.

Where are you going?

Seeing Lynn suddenly about to leave, Katie blurted out something without thinking.

Lynn stopped and glanced back at her: "What? Do I need to report to you where I'm going?"

"No...no."

Katie waved her hands repeatedly, shaking her head like a rattle-drum.

"baffling."

Ignoring Katie, Lynn pushed open the door and went straight downstairs.

Katie stood there, stunned, her eyes fixed on Lynn's disappearing figure.

His eyes were incredibly complex.

For some reason, a feeling began to stir deep within her at that moment...

Even she herself found it incomprehensible, a sense of loss and abandonment that seemed utterly incomprehensible.