Will there be a different experience if I livestream at night?
Wen Ying had always been a person of action. She closed the clinic door and returned to the house in the backyard. "System, if I start streaming, can I use fog to blur everything except myself?"
[Host, you are using a command-controlled super particle device!]
Wen Ying cleared her throat and then used voice control to start the broadcast. In the live stream, she saw that all around her was a dense fog, as if she were in a void.
[What the heck! Dr. Wen is live streaming in the middle of the night??? Am I seeing things or did I go to the wrong place? Could it be a fake?]
[Who has the courage to impersonate Dr. Wen? Aren't you afraid of being treated? The person above, stop dreaming!]
[Dr. Wen is really live streaming at midnight!!! Isn't it said that midnight is when it's easiest to see ghosts? Is he planning to live stream a ghost hunt? Is Dr. Wen planning to change careers?]
Wen Ying didn't expect there to be so many night owls. She had just started her stream for a few seconds when more than eight thousand people instantly flooded into the live room.
In the blink of an eye, the number of people in the live stream had already reached thirty thousand.
This is probably the appeal of a top-tier influencer.
Wen Ying's face was adorned with a charming smile, utterly captivating. "I didn't expect so many people to still be awake this late. Tonight, I'll only make up for the spots I missed last time."
[Dr. Wen is still so beautiful! Can you tell me where Dr. Wen is now?]
[If it weren't for the comment above, I wouldn't have noticed. Dr. Wen doesn't seem to be in the clinic today. Why is there fog all around? Could it be that he's doing an outdoor live stream?]
[Dr. Wen, don't go to the wilderness! What if something happens this late? Recently, there was news here about a girl who got off work at midnight, walked on the street, and then something happened...]
[Dr. Wen, listen to everyone and go home quickly! It's okay if you don't livestream, you don't have to push yourself so hard!]
[So touched! Dr. Wen actually risked his life to go outdoors and live stream for us! Boohoo! I want to cry!]
Wen Ying never expected this group of people to have such wild imaginations; it was simply laughable and exasperating.
"At home, except for me, everything captured by the camera is blurred, so you can only see me."
[Heavens! What kind of advanced technology is this? I always feel like Dr. Wen and we are not in the same world!]
[To the person upstairs, I also have that feeling. I often think Dr. Wen is a fairy descended from heaven.]
Passerby F: [Fellow patients! I'm back! Excited heart! Trembling hands!]
[Passerby F: Fellow patient? Is that the one who won the yellow paper in the last lottery? How have they been lately? Have they received any lessons in love?]
Passerby F: [Thank you, Dr. Wen! I really don't know what to say, but Dr. Wen is a great benefactor to my family! My parents asked me to thank Dr. Wen!]
Passerby F spoke and rewarded with three gifts worth a thousand yuan each.
Passerby F: [I know everyone is curious, so I won't take up too much of Dr. Wen's time today. I'll keep it short. Last time, after I received the prize from the lottery, I took my dad with me to burn paper offerings for my grandfather. Our family lives in a village, and we burn the paper offerings on the back hill. In our village, when the elderly pass away, they are all buried in the earth, in their own family plots on the back hill. The day after we burned the paper offerings, a neighbor came running to tell my dad that it looked like smoke was coming out of our ancestral grave!]
[My heavens! Could it be that the ancestral tomb emitting blue smoke is not just a legend? Is it actually real?]
[The world is vast and full of wonders, but are you sure this smoke isn't from a forest fire? That's illegal!]
[Agree with the comment above! The government has been prohibiting the use of fire on the mountains for the past few years. We've seen numerous news reports about mountain fires during this time. How many young heroes have sacrificed their lives to extinguish these fires? They were just kids! So, I basically never light a fire on the mountains!]
Passerby F: [I understand everyone's concerns, and it's right to be cautious. I'm aware of these issues, which is why there are no large patches of trees planted around our cemetery. It's more like open land, with occasional crops. When we visit the graves, we clear a specific area and burn paper there, watching it until it goes out. There's absolutely no risk of a wildfire! This is how it is in our area, and the government is very reassured!]
[Alright! Stop showing off! Continue with your grandfather's story! It's late at night, and I can't sleep without hearing it!]
Passerby F: [Everyone knows that from ancient times to the present, it has been said that smoke rising from the ancestral grave is a good omen! And yesterday, my sister's preliminary exam score for the civil service exam met the standard! Only the interview remains! This is great news for our family! Last night, my father and I both dreamed of my grandfather again.]
Passerby F hesitated slightly as he spoke.
Can this be said?
After all, rebellion is something that happens underground, not above ground.
Passerby F: [My grandfather said he received the yellow paper we burned and something good happened. He used to be wandering around down there, unable to fill his stomach and getting bullied by other souls, but now he's been recruited by a team! They provide food and shelter! Although he's currently living in a thatched hut, he believes that once they conquer the world, he will be a great hero!]
[...]
[Well made up, but don't make things up next time!]
[If you were to write an online novel, it probably wouldn't even flop; there's no ups and downs! No atmosphere! And you want us to listen to this late at night?]
Passerby F: "..."
He felt that it had already been quite a rollercoaster, wasn't this a big deal?
Isn't this strange enough?
Before this, he had never imagined that such bizarre things could exist in this world.
"Thank you, fellow patient F. Let's start our live chat tonight."
Wen Ying spoke up, interrupting everyone's argument. In fact, when she saw the words "recruit," "squad," and "thatched cottage" mentioned by Passerby F, Wen Ying felt a vague sense of familiarity, even though she was certain she had never seen them before.
This feeling is very strange.
I'm sorry, but it seems like the source text is missing. Could you please provide the text you would like translated?
Zhang Xin was a man in his late twenties, around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. He found a job as a security guard.
Everyone thought he was unambitious, unsuccessful, and couldn't find a girlfriend, but Zhang Xin said online that he had avoided twenty years of detours!
His speech also won a large round of applause, and his fan base increased by more than a thousand.
This sparked an idea in Zhang Xin's mind: to present his life as a security guard to everyone.
It is now eleven-thirty at night, the time he gets off work and heads home. The place where he works is a half-hour bus ride from Zhang Xin's house, and this bus has to traverse most of the city.
Ordinary buses usually stop running around seven or eight o'clock, but due to the special nature of this place, there is a bus at eleven o'clock at night.
Zhang Xin, sitting on the bus, was watching Wen Ying's live stream and accidentally pressed the connect button.
[A fellow patient appeared! And on the bus? Why does this bus look so much like a public bus?]
[Going out to take the bus late at night without sleeping, with the outside pitch black, isn't this the atmosphere of a horror novel? It's almost midnight!]
"Welcome, patient [Little Security Guard], to my clinic's live broadcast room."
"Hello, Dr. Wen, hello everyone! I can't believe I actually managed to join the chat! I see everyone is curious about why I'm taking the bus at night. I just got off work; I'm a security guard. This is the only bus still running at night, and it happens to take me home."
[Little Security Guard?]