Miss Lin is a hunky VTuber today?

The girl smiled brightly, but Sister Feng was furious.

"I shouldn't have prepared this for you. If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have had to work overtime last week."

She muttered to herself, but still crumpled up the stack of A4 papers and threw them into the trash can.

Well, she's never used the script she prepared for Xu Lin; she's long been used to it.

Writing this script was a matter of insurance, a reflection of her work ethic, but whether Xu Lin used it or not was her own business, and had nothing to do with her.

This is how the three members of the first generation and Sister Feng interact at work.

"So? How do you plan to broadcast it?"

"Sing a song, chat, just like usual."

"The audience won't find it interesting this way."

"3D itself is the biggest novelty, there's no need to go through too many procedures."

"Then you go and talk to Ye Bai and Fu Li yourself?"

"Row."

After finishing her conversation, Sister Feng went straight to her next job. It was a very simple exchange, but it was a testament to their mutual trust.

She believed that Xu Lin could arrange everything well. In fact, Xu Lin had never disappointed her, always managing to produce a live broadcast that exceeded the standard script she had written.

Just like when Xu Lin once asked Sister Feng, "Why didn't you become a Liver and instead chose to be an operations manager?" she answered.

"I'm a boring woman. I only know how to do things according to the rules. I can't be a news anchor."

So her scripts are always excellent, but they can't be interesting because she herself can't make the audience remember her.

Being a liver also requires talent, and she didn't have that talent.

"Well then, it's time to get ready a bit."

She stretched and yawned. Although Feng Jie hadn't surprisingly told her to work overtime, she couldn't afford to mess up the live stream. Her great freedom was earned through excellent live stream performance. If the live stream was a disaster, she would face another month of overtime hell.

Who knows, Sister Feng might even start implementing the overtime system that was never approved before, like requiring each captain to work an hour of overtime this month... That would truly be hell.

Don't doubt whether Sister Feng will keep her word. Miss has experienced this kind of hell before. Fortunately, they didn't have many fans back then. After implementing the overtime system for a week, it took her two months to slowly pay off her debts. You can imagine what kind of situation Xu Lin would be in if he implemented the overtime system now.

Don't risk your life to challenge an oil tycoon's pocket money—that's an ironclad rule in the VTuber community, just like Shuke can't challenge readers' pocket money with his typing speed. But actually, being able to achieve such a challenge is already excellent proof. Some lower-level VTubers can't even do that challenge because nobody watches them.

However, Xu Lin was fortunate to have a very good fan base, so she unfortunately dared not implement an overtime system at all—it would really kill her.

So even though I've been so lazy lately and have absolutely no desire to work hard, Izanagi still needs to be fully focused and prepare for tomorrow's live stream.

"Is this all there is to room modeling?"

I arrived at the office and was doing the final handover with the modeler, Ye Bai.

"Okay, that's about it. All the features I wanted have been implemented, right?"

"It's already been tested, so there's no problem."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Then go find Fuli.

"Fuli Mama, I'm here!"

"Don't call me Mommy!!"

"Haha, so the equipment is all working fine, right? I'd like to test the features I added earlier."

"Go ahead, go ahead, it's all fine."

After that came a simple and tedious testing session, and afterwards we had to contact the guests for tomorrow.

Who should we invite?

Previously, Sister Yan invited her, the young lady, Yuzu, and Yuanchu, so apart from the young lady, the other three cannot be invited—we must give other juniors a chance.

After asking in the group who was free to come to the office tomorrow and receiving the answer, Xu Lin thought about his plan and finally invited Sal, Shuangxue, and Lin Mu as the other three people.

Two male juniors with whom I have a good relationship, and an Akarin.

Well... Lin Mu's pink bun hairstyle and her low-key personality were just too much like Akarin, so Xu Lin mentally called her Akarin.

Although Lin Mu still doesn't know about this.

With all preparations complete, the official 3D live stream will begin tomorrow.

Are you excited? I'm quite excited, but not extremely excited. It's just that she suddenly remembered that a Japanese friend had come up to her and told her that she had to sing a song that she wrote for her when the 3D episode aired. That's why she rejected Sister Feng's script and decided to prepare her own.

Then my Japanese friend's song was canceled, which is ridiculous.

P.S.: 83 words! The 3D theme song I prepared for a certain Totoro can finally be used... Well... quite a感慨 (feeling of mixed emotions).

Chapter 23, Section 401: Her unrestrained singing and dancing are memories that many people will never forget.

The live stream begins, and music starts playing.

The countdown starts.

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Lin Jiang's 3D performance was the climax of her life from the very beginning. The exciting accompaniment started, and the white-haired girl danced freely on the stage amidst the torrential rain.

"Confused by outdated and ignorant perspectives."

"Walking and running on the old, muddy, and difficult road."

"Shattering cheers as they dance under the thunder."

"Who has time to praise my performance?"

"Perhaps the torrential rain was never meant for the most aloof girl."

Xu Lin's singing began, softly chanting, gradually building to a climax, telling the story of one person and recounting the lives of a group of people, both sad and wonderful.

"The first beat that begins with the intro."

"It's still a ruthless mockery of individuality."

"Growth comes from critiquing and judging."

The girl's voice gradually became hoarse, but her dance became more and more intense, completely free-flowing, casually splashing all her emotions. The clean, crisp, and powerful dance steps, combined with the almost oppressive singing voice, gave all the viewers a suffocating feeling of audio-visual disconnect. They even forgot to post comments as they watched the white-haired girl dancing amidst the torrential rain and thunder.

"How could a rebellious romance be complete without unintentional remarks?"

"Let all the demons and monsters take the stage at the same time."

"Who can have a perfect smile, whether in front of the camera or behind the scenes?"

"Fearless of the world's folly, and indifferent to the myriad changes."

"My unruly lifestyle has nothing to do with the world."

For the first time, the soaring vocals broke through the oppressive stage, and dazzling white lights suddenly appeared, illuminating the girl's delicate face. She raised her hands, as if inviting the audience to dance with her, or as if waiting for her destined dance partner.

Xu Youyue sat in the audience, looking at the girl on the screen with eyes full of affection.

"Come on, to the grand stage."

"Put down the burden of life's hypocrisy and fake smiles."

"Let's dance to the second movement."

"Then he bent over and knelt down, raising his sword to the smiling deity."

"Yes, you remained silent as well."

"With that hypocrisy and darkness, he carried the burdens of worldly affairs."

"To appropriately celebrate the 'ordinary'."

"Continue the arrogant and demonic dance under the stars with all your might in the cabinet."

"Her acting skills were evident in the night; she was fair-skinned and slender."

The white-haired girl was screaming and singing. She was trying to awaken the passion in her heart and strengthen her resolve. Her singing went from high-pitched to low. The stage lights dimmed, and the girl lowered her head in silence. Her dance steps froze at this moment, waiting for the moment when thunder would strike.

"The vibrant world was already shattered at the end."

"Don't be afraid to kick yourself into the edge."

"Music always follows closely behind the pure white."

"You are the most famous stage actor today."

"Tear off the gorgeous skirt to bring back the bustling atmosphere."

As the accompaniment moved into the second section, Xu Lin remained standing, singing, the hard soles of his small leather shoes tapping crisply on the floor, blending in with the rhythm.

"You must have been confused for a moment, right?"

"You're no different from anyone else, are you?"

“The voice of ignorance comes with the rain.”

"Watching the unbridled spirit gradually fade away with life."

"The crowd is nailed to this confined space."

"Looking forward to liberation, which seems so far away."

"In the end, I stopped asking questions and listening to advice, and became one of the extras."

"Therefore, you cannot dance any other dance."

She seemed to be telling her own story, and the torrential rain was the gossip of the world. The frequency of her leg shaking increased with the accompaniment, becoming faster and more forceful. The pattering sound seemed to hit the people watching her. Finally, after the word "dance" was uttered, Xu Lin raised her leg high as if to shatter something and stomped down heavily. Thunder suddenly flashed in the sky, splitting the darkness, and the stage lights suddenly shone back to their high pitch!