Because of the case with Little Broken Station,
Douhu Entertainment and Lin Feng’s fame soared once again.
The public’s impression of Douhu was deepening, and more and more people wanted to join.
When you have a lot of people, trouble tends to follow.
As everyone knew, Douhu’s screening process for influencers was incredibly strict. Even a single minor issue was grounds for immediate rejection.
Many of the influencers who came for the assessment were treated like royalty on other platforms, with millions of fans. But if they had any black marks on their record, they were nothing at Douhu.
They had been put on a pedestal for so long that they had become proud and arrogant, unable to tolerate the slightest grievance.
In their eyes, the things they had done in the past didn’t count as black marks at all. They believed Douhu’s strictness was just an excuse to reject them.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. After being told on the spot that he wouldn’t be accepted, one young man flew into a rage and threw the bottle of mineral water an employee had handed him earlier onto the floor.
THUD.
The cap burst off, and water gushed out.
The sound made everyone around him jump.
The employees and other influencers stared at the man in shock, clearly unable to believe what he had just done.
"On what grounds?"
The young man gritted his teeth, pointing an accusing finger at the interviewer.
"Do you have any idea how many fans I have on other platforms?"
"Do you know how much money I make in a year just from fan donations?"
"How dare you reject me over some stupid little thing?"
He was convinced that with his talent, he should be a hot commodity on any platform. How could it be that at Douhu, he was suddenly worthless?
’It’s not my problem, these interviewers must be blind!’
Huizi shot the young man a look, her expression turning sour at his behavior. Forget everything else; that outburst alone was enough to disqualify him.
Douhu wanted normal employees, not a hothead who would throw a public tantrum over a minor setback.
Sooner or later, a temper like that would cause trouble for himself and for all of Douhu.
Seeing that no one was paying him any attention, the man grew even more furious.
He was the type to bully the weak and fear the strong, so seeing that Huizi was the only woman among the interviewers, he directed his anger at her.
Pointing at Huizi, the young man looked as if he was about to lunge at her.
"You have to give me a reason today! Is it because I didn’t bribe you? Is that why you’re targeting me?"
"I thought Douhu Entertainment was different from other companies, but now I see you’re all just tarred with the same blush!"
The onlookers: "..."
’Isn’t the saying "tarred with the same *brush*"?’, someone thought.
Unbelievable!
’It’s not that they looked down on uncultured people, but if you’re going to curse someone out, you should at least avoid such a basic mistake, right?’
Especially when paired with the man’s insufferably arrogant expression.
The people around them froze for a second, and then...
"Pfft!"
Someone couldn’t hold it in and burst out laughing.
That single laugh was like a spark that started a wildfire.
Within ten seconds, everyone at the assessment—from the interviewers to the rank-and-file employees—had broken into laughter.
Honestly, they didn’t want to laugh, but the scene was so ridiculous, no one could help it.
Huizi was more reserved. She only let the corners of her mouth lift in a fleeting smile before speaking.
"You’re the one applying to us. The right to choose is ours. I don’t think I need to explain that further."
"Now, you may leave."
’If he keeps making a scene, I’ll have to call security to throw him out. That’s when it would get truly humiliating for him.’
As she spoke, she straightened the documents in front of her, gathered them in one arm, and stood up, preparing to report back to Lin Feng.
The young man panicked at this. The root cause of his outburst was that he desperately wanted to get into Douhu.
Huizi’s words had just completely shattered any hope he had left.
He couldn’t accept it. He was so commercially valuable and clearly more capable than the few who might get an offer. Why wasn’t he chosen?
Combined with the mocking laughter from the other applicants, the young man was pushed over the edge. He flew into a rage out of sheer humiliation.
"I’m not leaving!"
"I’m not going anywhere until you give me an explanation and have Lin Feng come see me!"
Hearing him mention Lin Feng’s name, the onlookers gasped. They were at a loss for words at this man’s audacity.
"Is he insane? Failing an interview means you’re not good enough, and he dares to throw a fit here?"
"Who does he think he is? Does he think Mr. Lin is someone you can just meet whenever you want?"
"Exactly! With a temper like that, forget the interviewers, even I wouldn’t want him. What if he flips out one day? I’d be the one to suffer, wouldn’t I?"
"I didn’t get picked either, and I’m not exactly happy about it, but to make a scene like this in public... isn’t he ashamed?"
"If word of this gets out, he’ll just become a bigger laughingstock."
"Forget more people, I want to laugh right now. Cursing someone out and messing up the phrase like that... this guy’s really something else."
"Setting everything else aside, just on that point alone, if he made a mistake like that during a live stream, it would be mortifying."
"..."
The onlookers weren’t deliberately lowering their voices.
So, every single one of their words reached the man’s ears.
He suddenly seemed to snap out of it. Recalling the moment he threw the water bottle and hearing everyone point out his verbal blunder, his mind went completely blank.
At that moment, security guards, having heard the commotion, arrived.
Urged on by the guards, the young man shook off a guard’s hand and stalked away with his head held high. But to everyone else, he just looked like he was scurrying away in disgrace.
As he left, a unified burst of laughter erupted behind him.
Many people remarked that they had never seen such a bizarre person in their entire lives.
The incident was just an interlude, soon to be forgotten. At most, people might bring it up in casual conversation, sharing the story with friends and family for a laugh.
Therefore, when Huizi reported to Lin Feng, she only mentioned that there were two promising candidates from today’s assessments who might be worth signing.
Lin Feng took the files and looked them over. After considering all the information, he chose a middle-aged woman from the two candidates.
Unlike the young man who had caused a scene, this woman, though a bit older and not particularly striking in appearance, had an excellent overall temperament and was clearly well-cultured.
With the right packaging, she had a high probability of success.
"That’s what we were thinking as well,"
Huizi said calmly.
"However, in terms of future potential, the other candidate is probably better."
The other selected candidate was a young girl, just a teenager, who had recently started college.
She was young, energetic, and very cute.
She already had several hundred thousand fans. While not a huge number, they were very high-quality fans, which made her a strong candidate.
Lin Feng had the middle-aged woman’s file in his left hand and the young girl’s in his right.
He didn’t need to think it over for long. After Huizi’s explanation, he once again chose the middle-aged woman.
The reason was simple: it came down to their live streaming styles.
The young girl was pretty, and her streams usually consisted of singing and dancing, which paired well with her sweet and cute appearance. As a result, even though her singing and dancing skills weren’t exceptional, she still had a large number of "face fans."
But "face fans" are notoriously the most fickle type of followers.
This is true even for major celebrities.
These fans are quick to say they "like" you, but their affection is based solely on your good looks. They don’t care about anything else.
The saying "values follow visuals" was made for them.
The moment you acquire even a minor blemish—something that might not even be a real scandal—or someone better-looking comes along, they’ll jump ship in a heartbeat.
And most importantly, the day you grow old and your looks fade, or you let your appearance go, they will un-follow you. Worse, no new "face fans" will ever come along.
But the middle-aged woman was different.
Her streams consisted of showing viewers her happy life and cooking some home-style dishes.
She didn’t need to show off her looks because the fans who came to her stream weren’t there for that at all.
Most people today lead fast-paced lives, so they yearn for this kind of slow, rural lifestyle and just want to watch someone live a life of leisure.
After a busy day, watching videos like hers was the only thing that could truly bring a sense of pleasant relaxation.
And her fans would never un-follow her because of her appearance.
Because as long as she kept streaming like this, she would continue to gain more and more supportive fans.
[DING!]
[Congratulations, Host. Your perceptiveness has increased.]
Ignoring the system’s notification, Lin Feng paused and looked at Huizi.
"Now, do you understand?"
Live streaming seems simple, but it’s actually quite complex.
A successful influencer doesn’t just need a team for packaging or to cater to viewers’ preferences. The most important factor is the streamer themself.
You have to be exceptional enough on your own to attract fans, make people like you, and ultimately, become a leader in this industry.
Huizi nodded. She understood.
"I understand. I’ll make the arrangements right away."
She would contact the middle-aged woman and prepare the contract.
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