The chosen ones do not need a buffer.
Just like Heavenly Silkworm Potato in the online literature industry, who swept across the internet at the age of nineteen, today's Mou Keyan also faintly exhibited the flair of top streamers.
She did see the planes and rockets on both sides of her livestream, but she paid them no mind.
First, she smiled at her audience and bowed.
Then she raised her wrist, combed through her misplaced fringe, tried to regulate her breathing, and took two steps towards the screen.
She held her chest, moved the mouse, and clicked to play the next music.
She had never studied psychology, didn't know what the peak-end rule meant, nor did she understand the perfect livestream rhythm.
All she felt was that the last song...
was truly exhilarating!
The beat was explosive, full of energy, so much so that it felt like she had unlocked all her meridians, her inspiration fiery hot.
Yes, inspiration is needed even in freestyle dancing.
