CHAPTER 25: CHAPTER 24: STREAMER, YOU’RE NOT LYING TO ME, ARE YOU?

Hou Yiyun really dislikes others telling her what to do, so she simply stopped reading comments and focused on talking with Mu Yunchu.

More importantly, she felt that those people hadn’t gone through her experiences, so they had no right to judge her.

However, before they officially started chatting, she still asked, "Streamer, you don’t also think like them, that I didn’t deserve to win this lucky bag, do you?"

Mu Yunchu shook her head.

"My lucky bags only draw those with destiny, irrelevant of the person’s gender, age, social status, or character."

Her explanation was quite detached.

There was no intention of comforting Hou Yiyun from her point of view.

But Hou Yiyun inexplicably felt her mood lighten considerably.

Just as she was about to add money, she realized her card balance was insufficient and had to transfer funds from another card, which wasted some time.

As a result, seeing this scene, the comments lit up again.

[No way, kid, if you can’t even take out this little money, then you shouldn’t force it.]

[How is this different from those stories online where a group of delinquent students goes to a restaurant and can’t even scrape together money for a bowl of noodles?]

[Hey, if I were her parent, I’d be furious; really not learning well. Is there anyone in the streaming room who knows her family? Quickly give them a call.]

[I think you all shouldn’t worry; if she really doesn’t have enough money, she can go out and make it, right?]

Just when Hou Yiyun finished paying and returned, she happened to see this comment, immediately turning red with anger. But, being young, when facing someone spreading slander, her brain seemed to shut down, and her language system was somewhat malfunctioning.

Mu Yunchu glanced at that username.

Originally peaceful, her expression froze over with coldness.

Seeing the comments becoming more and more excessive, she frowned, her cold voice carrying an indisputable force.

"Some people need to keep their mouths clean; dirty words are not tolerated in my streaming room."

[Can’t stand dirty words? I’d like to see how you can’t stand it! Can you come through the phone and hit me?]

Someone didn’t believe it, thinking Mu Yunchu was just trying to intimidate everyone.

He immediately sent a foul-mouthed message.

[You **, what are you pretending...]

But netizens noticed that it wasn’t a complete message.

[???]

[Dude, what were you going to say? Did you not finish typing?]

But after waiting for a long time, that person still didn’t say anything more.

[No way, did the streamer kick him out?]

They looked through the viewing list of the streaming room for a long time.

[No, he’s still here.]

[Then why did he suddenly stop talking?]

No one could answer this question.

They had no idea Mu Yunchu had just set a restriction within the streaming room.

Anyone who spoke rudely here would become very unlucky.

The one making vulgar jokes fell into an uncovered manhole before even finishing his words.

Without any warning.

The phone flew onto the nearby asphalt road.

And he could only shout for help loudly from the drain.

Mu Yunchu could see that he broke his leg bone in this incident and would need to stay in a hospital for some time.

It could be said to be losing money without avoiding disaster.

Because of that person’s sudden disappearance, no one else spoke any unpleasant words in the streaming room. Just then, Hou Yiyun was back and sent out gifts.

Everyone quickly forgot the little episode just now.

Mu Yunchu asked, "What do you want to have calculated?"

Nobody realized, this time she didn’t start by talking about the other person’s matters.

A simple sentence, yet Hou Yiyun fell into a long contemplation.

There wasn’t a particular thing she really wanted to calculate.

But she felt such an opportunity was rare, which was why she joined.

Suddenly, she remembered words her girlfriends had said before.

She had an idea.

"How about this, streamer, can you help me see what my future looks like?"

Usually, the ones asking this during fortune-telling are generally unsatisfied with their current situation.

Because they can’t specifically pull out any one point to address, they end up asking a broad question.

[Girl, I don’t think you need to ask the streamer this; I can answer it for you. If you’re out there playing around when you should be studying, your future can’t be too great.]

[Yeah, actually, there’s still time for you to change, don’t make a series of wrong steps!]

Despite hearing those comments, whether advising or just nosy, Hou Yiyun tilted her head slightly, pretending to be indifferent.

"Well, there’s nothing I can do about it."

"Isn’t there a saying, everything is fate?"

Everyone thought she was just making excuses for herself.

It’s normal for teens to dislike studying.

Nobody noticed the bitter and helpless arc forming at the corner of Hou Yiyun’s mouth.

Until Mu Yunchu spoke.

"Your future will be quite good."

What she said was completely contrary to the speculations in the comments.

"In fact, it could be said to be worlds apart from your current life."

Hou Yiyun was stunned, her eyes fixed as if frozen.

Her... her future will actually be good?

[You’re joking, right? How could that be possible?]

[If that’s the case, then I won’t study either, why should I!]

...

After a while, she suddenly burst into laughter.

"Streamer, you wouldn’t be lying to me, would you?"

She’s seen examples like this before.

Fortune tellers often say nice things to the fated individuals, commonly known as ’painting a picture.’ This way, the latter would be happy regardless of whether the words were true or not.

Though she didn’t understand back then, now she was experiencing it firsthand.

Even knowing it’s just a lie, feeling good was real.

[I think so too, otherwise it’d be too unfair.]

Seeing Hou Yiyun blatantly displaying disbelief, Mu Yunchu wasn’t annoyed. Instead, she lightly waved her wrist a few times, feeling the breeze, and slowly said, "You were born into a family that’s not particularly well off. Your mother died giving birth to you, and your father abandoned you to move to another city when you were very young."

Hou Yiyun clenched her teeth.

[What? This child’s fate is actually so pitiful?]

"They left you with your grandmother to take care of you."

"Your grandmother raised you until you were 13 years old, and then she too passed away due to old age."

Mentioning her grandmother, who depended on her, made Hou Yiyun’s eyes feel a sting of sourness.

"Grandma had no insurance, she just relied on growing and selling vegetables in the fields to support you. After she passed away, there was even less money to support your education. But fortunately, our country has a nine-year compulsory education system, which allowed you to finish your middle school studies smoothly."

Mu Yunchu’s voice seemed to have a magical quality that naturally drew everyone into the story she was telling.

After graduating from middle school, Hou Yiyun’s situation became very awkward.

There was no money for further education, and no connections around her to help apply for student loans. She was too young to work and study simultaneously, so was forced to attend a rather lenient technical school.

Normally, she worked outside to earn her tuition fees.

Anyone familiar with technical schools knows most kids there mature earlier.

Close associations influence character, and seeing Hou Yiyun’s exaggerated attire, people began to understand her.

Netizens in the streaming room started feeling regret.

There had been no skipping classes; she couldn’t attend even if she wanted to.

[I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, how could I have said that about you earlier.]

[Sorry, I didn’t know you had such a tragic childhood.]

[But I still advise you not to get mixed up in bad crowds...]

In the face of this advice, previously, Hou Yiyun didn’t want to engage, but now she had no mood to do so.

Seeing how accurately Mu Yunchu described her past experiences, hope sparked in her heart.

"Streamer, you really weren’t lying to me?"

Mu Yunchu shook her head, "No."

"And soon there will be a major turning point in your life."

"It will completely alter your destiny."

As the words fell, Hou Yiyun hadn’t had time to get excited when her attention was suddenly caught by a movement beside her.