"I’ve set up my Weibo account. The userna is ’Shen Zhiyao,’ which is also my real na, so don’t get it confused with any others. Any account that isn’t nad Shen Zhiyao isn’t the real !"
Shen Zhiyao always spoke gently to her fans and didn’t mind them knowing her real na.
Shen Zhiyao had always planned on breaking into the entertainnt industry, so it was only a matter of ti before her fans learned her na.
Besides, in her eyes, her ability to cultivate and earn money was all thanks to her fans’ support. Therefore, she was more than willing to repay them with the utmost goodwill.
After chatting with her fans for half an hour, Shen Zhiyao announced, "Since yesterday’s stream was cut short, we didn’t get to the last two readings. Let’s make up for them tonight. Along with today’s three, I’ll be doing five readings tonight, completely free. Going forward, readings on the 1st and 15th of every lunar month will be free, as a small gift to thank you for your constant support. Thank you!"
Readings and fortune-tellings from Xuann masters don’t co cheap, especially not from an expert of Shen Zhiyao’s caliber.
A thousand yuan for a single reading was honestly a bargain. Plus, with two days of free readings every month, you could say she was practically running a charity!
The only downside was that Shen Zhiyao had far too many fans now.
Tonight, for instance, twenty thousand viewers were already present the mont she went live. The concurrent viewer count was skyrocketing, and her popularity had reached the level of a top-tier influencer.
Trying to snag one of the call-in slots among more than twenty thousand people was harder than winning the lottery.
Fortunately, most of the fans who were just there for the drama led relatively uneventful lives and had no reason to get a reading.
They were more interested in watching the livestream for the novelty of it all.
After all, Shen Zhiyao’s livestreams were sotis more exciting than a lodramatic Mary Sue drama!
The first reading was for a user with the ID "Ziyou." As soon as the call connected, he said anxiously, "Host, I’ve fallen in love with soone. I really like her and want to be with her, but all my roommates say I’m crazy. They say I’m just desperate for a woman, but I really do love my girlfriend. She..."
Before he could finish, a roommate behind him cut in, "Host, don’t just listen to his side of the story! Do you have any idea what’s been happening? Every morning when I wake up, he’s sitting by my bed singing ’Little Sister and Her Doll.’ He’s scaring to death! This has to be connected to his so-called girlfriend!"
Shen Zhiyao held up a hand, gesturing for the roommate to calm down.
At the sa ti, she prompted Ziyou to continue his story.
As he began to speak about his girlfriend, Ziyou’s eyes filled with bliss. "I fell in love with soone about a year ago. I t her in a dream. She was stunningly beautiful yet pure, wearing a white dress and stockings, and her voice was so gentle."
"I rember it so clearly. The day we first t, it was pouring rain and I was lost. I was standing helplessly at a bus stop, sheltering from the downpour, when she suddenly appeared behind , holding an umbrella."
"She took my hand and offered to walk ho. We strolled through the rain for a long, long ti... When I woke up, I could still feel the warmth of her palm."
"At first, I thought it was just an ordinary dream, but then I dread of her again the very next night. This ti, the story actually continued from where it left off."
"I was so happy, I told my roommates all about it. But they just said I was desperate for a woman!"
"Then I dread of her again on the third night! It’s like the dream world is a parallel universe. Every ti I fall asleep, I can et her there... In that world, we went from strangers to friends, and then we fell in love."
"She’s the most perfect girlfriend. You can’t find a single flaw in her, from head to toe. She’s like the female lead from a novel..."
"And just three days ago, she proposed to !"
Shen Zhiyao asked, "And you accepted?"
Ziyou’s face was glowing with happiness. "Of course I did! Host, is this fate? Do you think she might exist sowhere in our world, having the exact sa dream every night? Or... is my dream a key to another parallel universe, and she’s in that second universe?"
Shen Zhiyao said, "There’s no such thing as parallel universes in this world!"
"Then does she exist in this world, just like ?" Ziyou asked anxiously.
[Break up with her! Dreaming about the sa person for a month straight isn’t fate! It ans your ti is up!]
[The comnter above is right, I can prove it! I went through the sa thing. I kept dreaming about a boy with long hair and no glasses, who dressed in a modern-traditional Chinese style. I ended up falling for him, but then I found out... he was already dead!]
[I used to dream about a celebrity all the ti, but I don’t even like him, and eventually the dreams stopped.]
[I dread about a girl once, too. She spotted in a crowd and was so happy, saying she’d finally found . I didn’t know who she was, but she felt so familiar... I tried to find her, but it turns out she doesn’t exist in the real world. She never appeared in my dreams again after that.]
With the topic now open, the chatroom erupted with viewers discussing people they had dread about.
Shen Zhiyao ignored the bullet comnts and instead asked Ziyou, "After you accepted her proposal, has anything unusual happened in the past three days?"
Ziyou nodded. "Yes!"
"Good things or bad things?"
"Bad things," Ziyou replied, then asked, "Does this have anything to do with the woman in my dreams?!"
He was clearly displeased by Shen Zhiyao’s line of questioning.
Shen Zhiyao paid no mind to his feelings and pressed on. "Then tell about them. What happened?"
But Ziyou began to hesitate. Seeing this, his roommate quickly snatched the phone and answered for him:
"The day after that woman proposed, we went out to eat. While we were walking past a residential building, a flowerpot suddenly fell from a balcony and nearly smashed him on the head."
"That sa night, Ziyou was taking a shower in the dorm. I heard a loud SPLASH, and I got a bad feeling. I called out his na several tis, but there was no answer. I had to break down the bathroom door, and I found him drowning in the bathroom. Luckily, I managed to pull him out just in ti."
"Nothing happened the next day, but that night, when we went out for a late-night snack, so guy suddenly went berserk and lunged at him with a knife. Thank God I reacted fast enough to tackle and restrain the guy, otherwise I can’t imagine what would have happened."
"But the scariest part was last night. I was woken up by singing... At first, I thought I was mishearing things. Who sings in a dorm in the middle of the night? But when I listened carefully, the song was so mournful and miserable, and it was coming from under my bed. I got up to look, and I saw Ziyou sitting on the floor under my bunk. He was wearing a full suit and fixing his hair, while constantly singing, ’Little sister with her doll, goes to the cherry tree to see the flowers. The doll starts crying, calls for her mama...’"
"I whispered to him, ’Ziyou, what are you doing up so late?’ At first, I thought he was just sleepwalking, so I didn’t think too much of it."
"But then, he answered . He turned his head, gave this eerie smile, and said, ’Do I look handso today? I’m going to marry my beloved bride. I’m just getting ready!’"
"When he said that, a chill ran down my spine. And what’s even weirder is that the next day, he didn’t rember any of it..."
At that, the chatroom exploded once again...
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