Meanwhile.
On the Douhu Entertainment live-streaming platform.
Chen Jiang started his stream and pointed the camera at himself.
He sat on a high stool, holding a guitar. One long leg was casually propped on the stool, while the other dangled freely.
He never used beauty filters or makeup when he streamed. He always faced his fans barefaced.
But thanks to his exceptionally good looks and charisma, no one could even tell he wasn’t wearing any makeup.
In his fans’ eyes, Chen Jiang was absolute perfection.
After fiddling with the guitar in his lap for a moment, Chen Jiang slowly raised his head, looked toward the camera, and let the corners of his mouth curl up.
The fans in the stream were stunned. For a few brief seconds, not a single person posted a comment. The chat room fell utterly silent.
A few seconds later, the chat exploded.
"AHHHH! My god smiled! He smiled at me!"
"To think I’d live to see my dear Jiang Jiang give such a sweet smile. I can die happy now."
"Jiang Jiang, look at me! Oh my god, you’re just too handsome. I’ve never seen anyone better-looking in my entire life."
"Is Jiang Jiang going to play the guitar for us tonight?"
"Heavens, what’s gotten into Jiang Jiang? It’s a little strange seeing him suddenly take the initiative like this."
"..."
It was no wonder the fans were so excited; Chen Jiang rarely smiled in front of them.
He was clearly handsome and possessed a refined, elegant air—not so much as to seem cold and aloof—and yet, almost no one had ever seen him smile.
One fan had once, in a fit of passion, dropped hundreds of thousands just to try and make Chen Jiang smile.
Even that hadn’t been enough to earn a single smile from him.
Who knew what was different tonight, but they had never expected to witness the moment Chen Jiang offered up such a sweet smile with their own eyes.
Out of the viewers’ sight, Chen Jiang shot an imperceptible glance behind the camera. Lin Feng had appeared there at some point, and he gestured for Chen Jiang to continue.
The corners of Chen Jiang’s mouth had only risen into a small curve before quickly falling again, as if nothing had happened.
"Huh? Don’t stop, Jiang Jiang!"
"Keep smiling! Your smile is so beautiful, why don’t you smile more often?"
"Smiling keeps you young! Jiang Jiang, you can’t let down that exquisite face of yours. It must be so tiring to always keep a straight face!"
"Are you guys annoying or what? Whether he wants to smile is his own business, don’t push your luck! Besides, it’s not like his job is to sell his smiles. If you want to see a smile so bad, grab a mirror and smile at yourself until you’ve had enough!"
"To the person above, what business is it of yours? So what if I love seeing Jiang Jiang smile? Jiang Jiang, ignore them, I’ll drop some money on you!"
[Lemon-soaked Tofu] has gifted the streamer a Small Rocket.
On the screen.
Huge rockets instantly filled a large portion of the screen, one after another, showcasing the user’s big-spender status.
It was hard to say what Chen Jiang was thinking. Perhaps he found their debate amusing, especially when the person who had just promised to spend money actually did it. Suddenly, he couldn’t hold it back any longer.
He blinked, and the corners of his mouth curled up once more.
Thanks to those two smiles, the attention on his stream that evening skyrocketed. Many people, hearing that someone had actually managed to make Chen Jiang smile, rushed over to see for themselves.
They assumed Chen Jiang had smiled because of the rocket, so many of them gritted their teeth, followed the trend, and bought rockets of their own, spamming them in the chat one after another as if they were free.
Chen Jiang was speechless. As a streamer, he should have been thrilled that people were spamming rockets—an endless stream of them, no less.
But to have so many spammed at once was more than a little overwhelming.
Even after his first two smiles, the new barrage of rockets failed to make Chen Jiang smile again. But no one was discouraged, and they persisted until the very end.
The viewer count in his stream didn’t drop at all, right up until Chen Jiang ended the broadcast. Everyone was waiting with bated breath, and not a single person was willing to leave.
That night.
Chen Jiang set the national record for the highest amount of donations received in a single day of streaming.
His appeal was there for all to see, and many people were his genuine fans, with no other ulterior motives.
His earnings on Douhu that single night surpassed what many streamers make over their entire careers.
Even Lin Xiaoman felt she couldn’t compare.
After the stream ended, Chen Jiang put down his guitar with an awkward expression. He stretched his shoulder, which was sore from holding the instrument for so long, and let out a long sigh.
"Congratulations!"
Lin Feng, who had been standing off to the side the whole time, walked over once the stream was over and clapped Chen Jiang on the shoulder.
After tonight, Chen Jiang’s fanbase would only continue to grow.
Chen Jiang blinked and sighed.
"Mr. Lin, do I have to smile like that during the next stream, too?"
He was in a difficult position. Due to his personality, he simply couldn’t bring himself to smile in front of unfamiliar people.
And he certainly didn’t know a single one of the fans on the other side of the screen.
So, when Lin Feng had suggested he casually let out a genuine, from-the-heart smile during his stream, Chen Jiang had almost resigned on the spot.
Even now, he still felt a little uneasy.
’I’ve lived all these years and never knew my smile had so much power. It’s like I’m Bao Si, whose smile could change the fate of...’
’Huh?’
’Pah, pah, pah!’
Chen Jiang mentally slapped himself. ’What kind of ridiculous analogy is that?’
Seeing Chen Jiang’s conflicted expression, Lin Feng couldn’t help but be amused. The idea had been a whim, something he thought they might as well try. He hadn’t expected it to be so successful.
However, this method wouldn’t be sustainable. It was fine once or twice, but if it went on for too long, it would start to look like an obvious cash grab.
Besides, people get desensitized. Use the same trick for too long, and everyone will get used to it, robbing it of its appeal.
Still, it could work for another day or two.
"Don’t be too deliberate about it!"
Lin Feng said in a calm, unhurried tone,
"If there’s really nothing to smile about, then don’t. Too much of a good thing can be bad. I don’t need to spell that out for you, do I?"
Besides, forcing a smile all the time would be exhausting.
Chen Jiang understood. He nodded and tried to curve his lips, attempting to teach himself how to smile naturally.
But perhaps because he was so used to being expressionless, the result looked stiff and unnatural.
When Lin Xiaoman entered, the first thing she saw was her brother standing there.
In front of him, Chen Jiang’s lips were pulled back in a way that looked like he was both laughing and crying, his features nearly contorted.
It was a good thing he was handsome; otherwise, that expression would have been a total train wreck.
"What... are you two doing?"
Lin Xiaoman was at a loss for words. The scene was just too bizarre.
The two men turned at the sound of her voice and saw Lin Xiaoman dressed in a long, snow-white wedding gown. She wore exquisite makeup and high heels, looking as graceful and elegant as a fairy, her footsteps echoing with each step.
Lin Feng’s eyes narrowed as he looked Lin Xiaoman up and down. Suddenly, his fists clenched. ’Who put my little sister in a wedding dress?’

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