I Am A Prodigy

Chapter 63: Live Stream, Storytime!

[Fine. Since you’ve made your decision, I’ll help you with some shoutouts,] Coold responded.

[Thank you.] Ye Lingchen replied sincerely.

Even though he had not met Coold in person, they still communicated on Wechat quite often. Occasionally, Coold would remind him about the decline of the streaming platform and to earn as much as he could quickly.

He could feel that Coold was concerned about him most of the time.

In another streaming studio, Coold scowled, sighing deep inside.

‘If the storytelling fails, I hope you can turn around quickly.’

Following that, she looked toward the camera, smiling, “I have good news for everyone. Y-God is online. If you want to watch his stream you better be quick.”

[What? Y-God is online? Let’s go watch.]

[Hostess, you really love him eh? Willingly sending your fans to Y-God.]

[Hostess, why aren’t you gaming with Y-God?]

…

As Ye Lingchen started his stream, the number of viewers for his stream continually rose. Even though he had not come online for over half a month, he had almost 3000 viewers.

He set his camera brightness to the lowest setting, then turned off the lights in the entire room.

On the screen, apart from the darkness, one can only vaguely make out the silhouette of a person.

[What are you doing host? Dressing up as a ghost?]

[Isn’t Y-God a gamer? Did he change the channel genre?]

[F*ck! Is he looking for trouble? I’ll unfollow if he’s not gaming!]

[Same as above. If I don’t unfollow, I’ll eat three pounds of poop!]

…

“Hello everyone. I believe many of you have felt it. That’s right! Today I’m not streaming my gameplay. Instead, I’ve prepared a novel for you. The novel’s title is Grave Robber’s Chronicles.”

Ye Lingchen had read Acting 101, learned language and literature, and occasionally studied the art of communicating. All in all, he was more than qualified as a host.

His tone was neither rushed nor slow, it was comfortable to the ears. Even though many viewers were prepared to leave, they stayed back momentarily.

[Grave Robber’s Chronicles?]

[What the heck is that? It was never heard of.]

[It was not some diary right?]

[The name sounds rather interesting.]

Hidden in the darkness, Ye Lingchen took a deep breath, then started immediately in a low voice.

“50 years ago, a group of graverobbers in Changsha found a volume of silk text from the Warring States period. Within the damaged text recorded the location of a unique ancient tomb. However, that group of graverobbers encountered paranormal incidents underground and almost all of them lost their lives.”

Ye Lingchen’s voice was extremely calm, narrating the story slowly, “50 years later, one of the graverobber’s grandchildren found out about this secret from his ancestor’s diary. He hired a group of experienced graverobbers to seek this treasure. Unfortunately, nobody expected this ancient tomb to contain that many paranormal phenomena: Seven Mysterious Coffins, Green Eyed Fox, Nine-Headed Snake plant…”