After Transmigrating into a Cannon Fodder Submissive, I Became Popular by Foraging on the Beach - Chapter 17
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- Chapter 17 - Live Broadcast, Damn It, It Turns Out That The Sweetness In the Show Was Not Just Acting!
The video platform Shen Qiu had previously signed with was very perceptive and immediately smelled a business opportunity from Shen Qiu.
They rushed to renew the contract while Shen Qiu wasn’t extremely popular yet.
To keep Shen Qiu, the video platform offered very generous terms.
It was Shen Qiu’s first time being placed in the recommendation slot. The sea foraging videos were played on loop, and the fans brought in by the show contributed to the traffic.
The income from video creation alone had already reached over ten thousand!
In addition, the video platform also secured ten hours of live streaming per month.
Shen Qiu was very professional. Once the contract was signed, he started preparing for the live stream.
For his first live broadcast, he chose a relatively relaxed format.
“Viewers, today we’re live streaming cooking: Seafood Clay Pot Porridge!”
The live stream camera was positioned very low, only showing Shen Qiu’s hands and the stovetop.
This way, Shen Qiu felt safe enough to stream at home without fear of exposing any information.
“The porridge is already simmering. I scoop out half of the overcooked rice to use for cooking, so the porridge base won’t be too thick…”
Shen Qiu explained in detail as he cooked.
“Don’t throw away the clipped shrimp heads. Fry them to extract the shrimp oil. This makes it particularly fresh and sweet.”
“Actually, home cooking isn’t that much trouble. Once you’re skilled, it’s very fast.”
【The level of skill Autumn [Shen Qiu] has in deveining shrimp, I’ll never learn in this lifetime】
【What delicious thing is he making again! I actually caught the live stream!】
【Ah, why isn’t he showing his face again? I miss Shen Qiu’s good looks】
【Miss him +1. Will he be on similar shows again? I really like Autumn】
Shen Qiu dared not let anything slip. He pretended not to see the comments and focused on chopping the green onions.
Suddenly, his hand movements paused.
Shen Qiu heard the sound of the door opening and tilted his head.
He looked up in surprise as Lu Yidong opened the door and entered.
“Didn’t you say you were working overtime today?”
The live stream only showed Shen Qiu putting something down, followed by the sound of voices.
【Sisters, I have a bold guess…】
【This is Shen Qiu’s house, so who is this person?】
“What are you doing?”
A deep, magnetic voice with a hint of laziness came through the microphone.
Just one sentence, and the comments instantly sped up, with rows of exclamation points floating across the screen.
【Recognizing a handsome guy by his voice】
【Shen Qiu’s husband??!!】
【I have a friend with a terminal illness, for one last look, get it?】
“I told you before, I’m live streaming.” Shen Qiu winked at Lu Yidong off-camera.
Lu Yidong chuckled, signaling that he got the hint.
“What’s cooking in the pot? It smells so good.”
“Clay pot seafood porridge. Want to eat some together later?”
Lu Yidong nodded and tried to come over to help.
His figure appeared briefly in the frame but his face was not shown, making the fans scream in frustration.
【With my twenty years of experience as a look-lover, this is definitely a great handsome guy!】
【His physique looks good too!】
Shen Qiu pushed him out: “Go wash your hands. It will be ready soon.”
“I’ll help you.” Lu Yidong insisted.
Shen Qiu shook his head, covered the microphone, and whispered: “It would be trouble for you if you were filmed.”
Seeing Shen Qiu so thoughtful, Lu Yidong slightly pursed his lips and nodded. He turned and went upstairs first.
When Shen Qiu returned to the live room, fans were teasing him.
【Who was that? Not going to introduce him?】
【”Want to eat some together later” ~~~~】
Shen Qiu smiled and said sweetly: “Of course I’m eating with my husband. As for you guys… I’ve taught you the recipe, so do it yourselves.”
Lu Yidong, who was walking away, paused his steps.
【Publicly abusing fans, I’m reporting this】
【Ahhh, I’m going to die of anger if I can’t eat the delicious food Shen Qiu made with his own hands!】
【Who’s jealous? I won’t say it QAQ】
Shen Qiu teased the fans and then focused on cooking.
He added shredded ginger, dried scallop threads, and shredded shiitake mushrooms to the porridge to enhance the freshness and increase the complexity of the flavor.
Finally, he sprinkled green onions and turned off the heat.
Shen Qiu scooped out a spoonful and tasted a little: “And it’s done. That’s all for today’s live stream. Goodbye, everyone.”
Feeling that it wasn’t enough, Shen Qiu added: “I’m going to eat now.”
【…】
【Let us watch you eat. It will just add to your live stream duration】
【Dare to let your husband show up!】
Shen Qiu ruthlessly closed the live stream, ignoring the fans’ wails.
The fans were indignant, so they specifically edited the clip of Lu Yidong, tormenting those who missed the live stream.
【Damn it, was the sweetness in the show not an act after all?!】
【Such an ordinary and real little couple. I’m so jealous!】
【Shen Qiu is such a sweet little angel】
【That butt in the apron, hehe (wipes drool) 】
【Shen Qiu’s husband’s voice is so pleasing to the ear. My ears are pregnant】
The fans, who could hear but not have, could only sigh at how good the couple’s relationship was.
Lu Yidong held his phone, saw the slew of suggestive comments, and his expression turned cold.
“Dinner’s ready! Come eat!” Shen Qiu called out from the dining room.
Only then did Lu Yidong abandon the thought of reporting the comments and put down his phone.
Shen Qiu set down the clay pot, turned around to untie his apron, and clasped his hands behind his back, which further emphasized his slender waist.
【That butt, swoon (heavy breathing) 】
A comment he had just seen suddenly popped into Lu Yidong’s mind. His eyes darkened slightly. He sat down to eat as if nothing had happened.
“It’s very delicious, very fresh.”
Shen Qiu beamed. Lu Yidong looked at his sparkling eyes, his gaze slightly fixed.
Two days later, after Shen Qiu had tidied up, he finally had time to deliver the local specialties and souvenirs to his friend.
His friend, Chen Xinhuan, who was the new conquest that had also been deceived by the scumbag, gratefully accepted them and patted Shen Qiu.
“This is great! You have no idea how much weight I’ve gained watching your show! I’ve been craving everything.”
“Come on, come on, my treat for dinner!”
Chen Xinhuan took Shen Qiu to a high-end restaurant.
Shen Qiu glanced at the menu, then at Chen Xinhuan: “Not bad, have you come into some money recently?”
“Hehe, I can’t compare to you, but I did get a small ad.” Chen Xinhuan rubbed his hands. “Let’s have a good meal.”
The high-end restaurant offered good privacy. The individual rooms were separated by greenery, making them partially visible.
After Chen Xinhuan ordered, he unintentionally glanced into the distance, his face looking like he had swallowed a fly.
“Tch, bad luck!”
“What’s wrong?” Shen Qiu followed his gaze.
He saw two people intimately walking upstairs with their arms around each other’s waists.
One of them was younger, wearing a hat and mask; the other was older and slightly greasy.
“Who is that?”
Chen Xinhuan looked at Shen Qiu in surprise: “You’re in the entertainment industry and you don’t recognize him?”
“I have a slight impression…”
“That’s an A-list celebrity, You Yilian! He’s been very popular in recent years.”
Chen Xinhuan curled his lip in distaste: “The reason I said he’s bad luck is because the scumbag was also close to him before. He’s got his methods.”
Shen Qiu searched through the original owner’s memories and vaguely recalled the person.
He was a major “Green Tea” (a term for someone who acts innocent and pure but is secretly scheming).
Chen Xinhuan looked left and right and crooked his finger at Shen Qiu.
He lived up to his nickname as the ‘Little Prince of Gossip,’ giving an exclusive scoop on the A-list celebrity: “I heard You Yilian has a sugar daddy.”
“But it’s just hearsay,” Chen Xinhuan waved his hand. “Let’s not talk about depressing things. Let’s eat, let’s eat.”
Shen Qiu frowned and looked again in the direction they had left.