Song Qiuyu took one last look at the online reactions, confirming that the timing was about right to enter the scene.
She took a deep breath, then clumsily turned on the camera and began her first live broadcast.
To ensure everything went smoothly, she needed to start in the way that generated the most comments. First, get the live room atmosphere lively.
She had done quite a bit of homework beforehand.
Maybe because the trending topic was still exploding, most of her short video fans were awake.
Even though it was 1:00 AM, within two seconds of the broadcast starting, quite a few people had already entered.
“What the heck, Lemon is streaming? For real? Am I still dreaming?”
“Wait a sec, streamer, where’s your head?”
“Streamer, how come your chest looks so good?”
“Streamer, that outfit looks a bit special—why does it seem like a girl’s dress? Kinda like a Lolita?”
“Wow, could this be a fan benefit? Surprise stream, and even crossdressing!”
‘That’s right, I did it on purpose.’
Hearing these words, Song Qiuyu tightened her grip on her hands and slowly adjusted the camera, aiming it at her face.
That face—without makeup, somewhat delicate, but more sweet and obedient, appeared under the lens.
At first, it showed a little discomfort and restraint, but soon became composed.
“Wow, my wife looks great!”
A fan sent a Transformer directly.
The live room suddenly flooded with more fans, all celebrating.
“Hello, Lemon Juice fans, I’m Sugar-Dipped Lemon. Today, I’m streaming mainly because I have something very important to tell everyone.”
The fans of their short videos had already formed a support group, and everyone in the support group called themselves “Lemon Juice.”
Song Qiuyu lowered her eyes, took a shallow breath, looked at the camera, and spoke with an extremely serious attitude.
As soon as she said that, the comments in the live room started guessing wildly, because the style of their short videos was mainly nonsensical and lighthearted comedic, so netizens’ guesses were also leaning toward fun.
It seemed that no one thought her “very important thing” was actually very important; they just felt they were about to pull some new gimmick.
In the middle of summer, in the middle of the night, everyone had already guessed it was going to be something supernatural or ghostly.
“No way, is the streamer going to confess that she’s actually a girl?”
Seeing the comments quickly discussing the trending topic, seeing everyone teasing her, Song Qiuyu’s heart jumped.
She bit her lip tightly, thought of the message Jiang Xiao had sent her, and suddenly felt full of strength and courage. A smile spread across her face.
Then she confessed in a somewhat helpless tone:
“You guys said everything I was going to say, so what am I supposed to say now?”
She lowered her eyes and sighed, scratching the back of her neck with her fingers, then corrected her posture again:
“Yeah, I am a girl. I got sick and became a girl overnight.”
At that moment, regardless of the live room’s reaction, she suddenly felt much lighter. The pressure of long-term concealment slowly drained away.
She felt a kind of joy—like she had finally come back to life.
Confessing her situation was undoubtedly throwing herself onto the tip of public opinion, pushing herself like a novelty animal into the huge viewing platform of the internet for everyone to watch.
But jumping into this bottomless pit actually felt more like liberation.
It was a very strange feeling.
No matter what happened from now on, at least she could live openly as a girl.
Song Qiuyu pressed her lips together, a bitter smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. She wondered if Jiang Xiao was watching her stream.
‘His girlfriend is now very brave!’
As if a bomb had suddenly exploded in the live room, it went completely silent. The comments stopped.
Song Qiuyu held her breath slightly.
Her hearing seemed to become sharper. She could clearly hear her parents’ footsteps approaching her room, clearly hear their heartbeats, and even more clearly hear her own heartbeat.
The immense pressure she had anticipated was suffocating her. A thin layer of sweat broke out on her back, soaking it.
The dead silence in the air felt like a hand holding a pen, arbitrarily adding one terrifying imagination after another in her mind.
The anxiety she had suppressed deep in her heart was about to burst. Then someone was the first to stick their head out and say the words she least wanted to hear, making Song Qiuyu’s expression waver and her feel suddenly uneasy.
“Thank you, streamer. I’m relieved now. I can unfollow.”
The bitterness on Song Qiuyu’s lips deepened.
The follower count started to drop little by little.
Then even harsher words came flooding in:
“Pay up! Are all four of you in your dorm girls? All that time of anticipation and support was wasted on the wrong people! Pay up!”
“You just like lying, don’t you? You son of a bitch! Motherless thing!”
“Forget it, forget it. Good thing I was just treating them as cyber pets from the start. I’m going to check out the next channel.”
“s/b.”
The unfollow count increased again.
Song Qiuyu frowned, struggling for a moment, but still pressed her lips tightly and gripped the mouse, about to block all those abusive accounts.
But several people were faster than her.
[Dashuaige]: Don’t spread rumors, don’t believe rumors. The other three of us in the dorm are real men with girlfriends. Spreading rumors casually will get you invited for tea.
[Yanjing]: If you don’t like the streamer, just unfollow. Is it not tiring to kick a few more times before leaving?
[Tangren]: Exactly. Cursing is going too far. She just got sick.
[Jiujiu]: Isn’t being a girl better? And a transformed woman at that. That’s even more reason to encourage the streamer to crossdress. I don’t get what you’re so uptight about!
It seemed like a lot of people, but in reality, all these comments were from Xie Zhuran’s alt accounts.
Lin An, Sang Tian, and Xia Qi were busy blocking accounts.
Faced with their help, Song Qiuyu was a bit stunned. She clenched her fists, gathered her courage, and said again:
“Whether as a boy or as a girl, Sugar-Dipped Lemon will always be Sugar-Dipped Lemon. The works we produce won’t change because of this. Please trust Sugar-Dipped Lemon one last time.”
“This is my personal fault. I was wrong first. Please don’t hurt my friends—they are all good people!”
The live room was silent for only a moment.
The words she had thrown out with all her strength fell into the deep water of the internet, not raising a single ripple.
Those different voices were easily drowned out by other voices, leaving no trace of even a bubble.
But the abusive comments were quickly cleaned up.
So, after careful thought, she changed her strategy and became tougher:
“I know you’re angry. I’m sorry for not meeting your expectations. But Sugar-Dipped Lemon will keep making videos from now on, and will keep working hard for those willing to support us. As for the others, I won’t try to keep you.”
After the broadcast ended, Song Qiuyu immediately picked up her phone, hands trembling slightly as she clutched it, and opened Jiang Xiao’s chat page.
Even though Jiang Xiao hadn’t sent her any messages since then, and hadn’t seemed to appear during the stream, she still believed he must have watched it.
She suppressed her uneasy and excited heart, wanted to compose a message, but hesitated. Her fingertip hovered over the screen for several seconds before landing on the nine-key keyboard.
However, after sending the message, she waited a long time, but Jiang Xiao never replied.
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