Urban God-level Youth

"Yeah, sure, let's play matching and sing to attract followers," a supporter suggested. Enjoy new adventures from My Virtual Library Empire

"Once the match starts, everyone should send some gifts. It'd be really awkward if we didn't have any health bar progress on our side."

"Right, let's support Qingtian, go for it!"

Xia Qing opened the interactive mode, which included both friend matching and random matching.

She didn't have any anchor friends in her list, so even if she wanted to do friend matching, there was no one to match with; she clicked on random matching.

Xia Qing only knew about this function because Xiang had told her about it.

During the video search, a few seconds later, the screen split, dividing the video in two, with Xia Qing on the left and another host on the right.

The host opposite was a female who had just over ten thousand followers, also a new host.

However, she was much stronger than Xia Qing, who only had a few hundred followers.

"Hello, my name is Zhenzhen, and I'm a dance host," said the host across, smiling.

Xia Qing: "Hello, I'm Qingtian, and I'm a singing host."

Zhenzhen: "We each have half the time. Should I go first, or would you like to?"

This was Xia Qing's first time playing, and she wasn't very good at it, so she said, "You go first."

Random matching had a 500-second duration, with each person having 250 seconds to showcase their talent.

During this period, both parties had a health bar. The side that received more gifts and votes had a longer health bar, with one cent counting as one vote.

When the time ended, the host with the higher score won, and the victor could punish the loser for 150 seconds.

The host opposite started a dance track and adjusted the camera, stepping back to reveal her full figure.

She was dressed very fashionably and sexily, because that's generally what fans prefer to see.

As the dance track played, she said, "Those who have votes, cast your votes now."

After saying this, Zhenzhen began to dance, though apart from shaking her hips and jiggling around, there wasn't much appealing about her moves.

Even so, there were quite a few people watching her, and by the end of her dance, her votes had reached over 1500.

Then it was Xia Qing's turn to perform.

"Let's have 'It's a Pity We Met Late' again, it sounds great, I want to hear it again."

"It's a Pity We Met Late."

Many people in the live room were asking her to sing 'It's a Pity We Met Late'.

Xia Qing originally didn't plan to sing this song, but seeing the fans' enthusiasm, she chose it.

"A classic old song for everyone: 'It's a Pity We Met Late.'"

The familiar melancholic melody resounded, and Xia Qing started to sing.

Qin Hao sat in front of his computer, listening quietly, the song felt like Xia Qing's personal confession.

...

You say it's because we met too late,

I say I wasn't brave enough for love.

I don't yearn for forever,

forever is too far away,

Yet I'm trapped in the abyss of love.

You say it's because we met too late,

I say I wasn't brave enough for love.

Torn between loving and not loving a million times,

Even though I'm deeply scarred,

I don't care.

...

When she reached the soaring middle section of the song, Qin Hao could almost feel her inner sorrow.

Her loved one had left her, her family had faced upheaval, and the blows to her heart had left deep scars.

Qin Hao felt a prickle in his nose and his eyes reddened slightly; he took a deep breath and watched Xia Qing on the video.

Resolve flashed across his eyes, as if he had made some decision.

After finishing her song, Xia Qing also got quite a few gifts. By the end of the session, she had over nine hundred votes.

Which means she received about ninety dollars.

The host on the opposite side received more gifts later on, and by the end, she had reached over two thousand votes.

It showed that the opponent won, and Xia Qing lost, which was punishment time.

The other host opened her mouth and said, "You lost, now I am going to punish you."

Xia Qing nodded, "Alright."

The host then asked, "Do you know how to do an S-squat?"

Xia Qing was stunned for a moment, "What's an S-squat?"

Zhenzhen the host: "You don't know? It's like squatting in an S shape, twisting as you squat. Don't worry if you don't know how, just follow what I say."

Xia Qing stood up and stepped back, her entire figure appeared in the video, her shapely figure made everyone's eyes widen.

Zhenzhen felt a bit jealous seeing her, thinking, "She's so pretty, sings well, and even her figure is so good."

"Just follow what I say, twist your waist as you squat down."

While saying this, Zhenzhen played a very seductive song.

Xia Qing had just started when her cheeks turned red. She felt this movement was too suggestive, and it was getting to her.

Seeing her flushed cheeks, Zhenzhen cursed inside: Damn it, she really knows how to act innocent.

Her tone was a bit upset, "Why did you stop? You haven't even done one."

Xia Qing's voice was somewhat pleading, "Can we change the punishment?"

"Losing and still not accepting the punishment? If you can't play the game then don't, it's really disappointing to meet someone pretending to be pure again." After saying that, the person on the other end turned off the match.

The atmosphere in the live stream became a bit awkward. Xia Qing's expression was not very good, her eyes conveyed anger, confusion, grievance, embarrassment…

She managed to squeeze a slight smile on her face, but didn't know what to say.

Qin Hao saw her complicated eyes and felt very uncomfortable.

Being a host wasn't as simple as one might imagine. Some people saw only the glamorous side of the hosts.

But nobody knew how much suffering and humiliation they endured.

Like any other profession, only those who endure hardship excel.

Of course, Qin Hao's words were aimed at those hosts who diligently strived in their live streams.

Not those who appealed to vulgarity and attracted fans by flaunting themselves.

Still, there were quite a few people in the live room supporting her, "Qingtian goddess, don't bother with that kind of flirtatious tramp, she's just jealous of your beauty."

"That showy and cheap type, she just can't stand it that you're better than her."

...

Qin Hao also typed a line to support her, advising her: The sharpest sword is forged in the hardest fire, the sweetest plum scent comes from the bitterest cold.

Seeing the words on the public screen, Xia Qing felt very touched, at least she still had these people supporting her.

"The sharpest sword is forged in the hardest fire, the sweetest plum scent comes from the bitterest cold, thank you for these words, Spade A, I'm going to use them as my personal signature," she said, understanding the deeper meaning of Qin Hao's words and smiling as she spoke.

Soon, her signature was updated with this phrase.

Her mood had mostly recovered, and she smiled and said, "Let's continue matching."

For popularity, to become famous, she clicked on the random match again.

A few seconds later, the video split into two, and this time, she matched with a male host named Xiang, in his twenties, fairly good-looking.

A fan checked the opposing host's profile, "Wow, that guy is a big host, he has over six hundred thousand followers."

The people in Xiang's live room were similarly surprised when they saw Xia Qing, "Wow, such a beauty."

"And she's got charming dimples too, so cute."

"I'm in love again, Xiang, ask if she has a boyfriend."

A wealthy guy in Xiang's live room said, "Get her contact info, ask where she's from."

...

Xiang also had a flash of amazement in his eyes, "Hello, beautiful, hello."

Xia Qing smiled back, "Hello."

Xiang looked at her beaming and asked, "How old are you? Do you have a boyfriend?"