97: Start live streaming again

"Jiang Yuan."

"Yelena."

A simple introduction, a clink of glasses.

The atmosphere of the three-person gathering instantly warmed up.

After a few rounds of drinks, the conversation naturally turned to their purpose for coming to Iceland.

"Actually, we're full-time travel bloggers."

Ania took out her phone and proudly showed off their Instagram and TikTok pages.

"We usually just fly around the world, taking beautiful photos and posting videos."

"Look, this is what we shot in Paris, and this is in Dubai."

On the page, the follower count column displayed 500K and 600K.

Adding up to over a million followers.

In the influencer circle, this was definitely enough capital to be a bit arrogant, and they were often pampered by top-tier donors.

Although Yelena didn't say anything, her slightly puffed-out chest showed her pride in this career.

"Quite impressive."

Jiang Yuan glanced at it and gave an objective assessment.

"Jiang, what about you? With your aura, you don't look like an ordinary tourist."

Ania leaned in closer and asked curiously.

"I see you're carrying a camera too, are you also a blogger?"

"I wouldn't consider myself a blogger."

Jiang Yuan smiled, casually took out his phone, and opened a domestic short-video app he hadn't logged into for a long time.

"I just post occasionally for fun, to document my life."

He handed over his phone.

Ania and Yelena leaned their heads over to look.

The next second.

Their expressions froze instantly.

The slight sense of superiority they had previously felt vanished in an instant, replaced by disbelief and shock.

On the screen, under that black profile picture, the number in the follower column was simple and brutal.

8.765 million.

Over eight million!

And looking at those pinned videos.

The likes were basically all over ten million.

Every single one was a hit.

The most outrageous thing was that the last update time for this account was a long time ago.

"My God..."

Ania covered her mouth, the light in her eyes becoming even more intense.

They worked hard every day, chasing trends and editing photos, exhausted just to scrape together a million followers.

The man in front of them just casually posted daily life updates and got millions to ten millions of likes.

And looking at the frequency of his inactivity.

It was clear he didn't care about this bit of traffic at all.

This was the real top-tier influencer.

The way Yelena looked at Jiang Yuan also changed.

From her earlier interest, it turned into undisguised admiration.

In this era where traffic is king, that number on Jiang Yuan's phone was simply too lethal.

"Perfect, I've been gone for so long, might as well start a livestream to get familiar again."

Jiang Yuan raised his glass and clinked it gently with theirs.

Then he casually took out his phone and opened that black musical note app.

No announcement, no equipment setup, he couldn't even be bothered to use a phone stand, just leaning his phone against a red wine glass.

Click, [Start Livestream].

Ania and Yelena hadn't even realized what he was doing.

The next second.

Jiang Yuan's phone screen acted as if it had a virus, the image lagging abruptly.

The number of online viewers in the top right corner wasn't rising one by one, but jumping by tens of thousands.

10,000... 50,000... 80,000...

In the blink of an eye, that number directly turned into a gray 100k+.

This was the explosion of traffic accumulated over several months.

Those videos of climbing Mount Everest and extreme off-roading had long pushed his popularity to the peak, and having not livestreamed for so long, his private messages were flooded with 99+ notifications every day demanding updates.

Now, with this long-accumulated energy finally bursting forth, the scene was comparable to a top-tier celebrity making a surprise appearance.

Just after entering the livestream, fans habitually wanted to send gifts.

But they discovered—[The streamer has disabled the tipping function].

Jiang Yuan found the gift special effects too messy, blocking him from seeing the scenery.

Besides, all those "Carnivals" added together weren't enough to cover the daily interest in his bank account; why would he want those peanuts?

Not only did he not accept money, he even had to give it away.

Jiang Yuan tapped his fingers repeatedly.

He sent out one hundred "Super Lucky Bags" at the maximum amount without even blinking.

In an instant, the screen was filled with a rain of red envelopes that even caused the server to lag.

After doing all this, he slowly spoke to the camera:

"Brothers, I'm Jiang Yuan."

"I'm in Iceland right now, showing you the polar day here. It's a pity, it's too bright, so I can't show you the aurora this time."

He didn't turn on any beauty filters.

But that handsome face, under natural light, actually had more texture than those over-filtered influencers.

The comment section instantly exploded, the scrolling speed becoming a blur.

[The missing person has returned!!]

[Hubby!! You finally remembered you have an account!!]

[Is this the legendary god-tier face? It looks this good even without filters?]

[Holy crap! Giving away hundreds of thousands in red envelopes right from the start? Brother Jiang, you're crazy!!]

Jiang Yuan smiled and ignored the brazen comments calling him "hubby."

He turned the camera to face outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

The deep blue of the North Atlantic Ocean drew a wave of "Holy crap" in the comments.

"It's boring just looking at the scenery, let me introduce you to two new friends."

The camera panned again, this time aiming at the two foreign beauties sitting opposite him.

Ania and Yelena were holding their wine glasses, stunned by the sudden camera angle.

But after all, they had been in the influencer circle, and their professional instincts allowed them to adjust their expressions instantly.

"He...hello everyone, my name is Ania."

"Hello everyone, I am Yelena."

The two greeted in somewhat stiff Chinese, with decent, charming smiles on their faces.

But in reality, their fingers gripping the wine glasses were turning slightly white.

Their hearts were pounding wildly.

They saw that number in the top left corner of the phone screen.

100k+.

What kind of concept was this?

When they usually livestream, dancing until exhausted, they would celebrate with champagne if the online viewer count broke five hundred.

And now, this man just turned it on casually, and over a hundred thousand people were watching online.

This massive level of attention pressing through the screen caused these two small influencers, who were used to such scenes, to have their hearts stirred with huge waves.

"These are two Russian friends who are travel bloggers in Iceland."

Jiang Yuan glanced at the comments, and sure enough, the direction changed instantly.

[Holy crap! Foreign beauties!]

[The quality is insane! Brother Jiang really only hangs out with good-looking people!]

[These legs, this waist... *drool*!]

[Wait, I think I've seen the one on the left before, is her name Ania?]

Someone recognized them.

After all, the internet has no blind spots for memory.

Jiang Yuan saw this comment, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly.

"Sharp eyes."

He said to the camera.

"They also have accounts on TikTok, but I see they don't have many followers."

"Since we're all family here, might as well."

"Go ahead, give them a follow."

No desperate "please follow me," and no cheesy memes like "don't get lost, hit that follow button."

It was just such a casual sentence.

It even carried a slightly commanding tone.

The next second.

The two phones placed on the table suddenly started vibrating crazily.

Buzz—buzz—buzz—!!!

Ania's phone screen lit up; it was the notification messages from the TikTok backend.

The previously sporadic follow notifications now turned into a red waterfall.

[User "Even" has followed you]

[User "Jiang Yuan's fangirl" has followed you]

Ding ding ding ding ding ding!!!