This Streamer Has a Conscience, But Not Much!

The moment the audience saw what happened, they collectively lost their minds.

— [(laugh-cry emoji) Bro's brain must be buzzing right now…]— [HAHAHAHAHA!!! Someone calculate the photographer's psychological damage—I'm dying here!]— [(covering mouth, crying) Look at the photographer's face. Some emotions just can't be hidden…]— [(slamming table, laughing uncontrollably) He counted over a thousand sheep, finally fell asleep, and then this dude walked over and slapped him—"Your turn." If that were me, I'd freaking lose it! HAHAHAHA!]— [(facepalm) No. 10 really has no regard for human decency.]— [(crying emoji) He's robbing the pandas of their bamboo at this point—too ruthless!]

That night, Cao Shengming didn't sleep well.

The whole time, he had the eerie feeling that someone was watching him in the dark—like a starving wolf that hadn't seen a woman in three years, staring at a young, delicate bride.

It wasn't until after 3 AM that he finally drifted into unconsciousness, and the feeling slowly faded.

Meanwhile, as they slept, something was quietly brewing online.

A short video—just three and a half minutes long—was making its rounds on the internet.

In those three and a half minutes, someone had edited together all of Cao Shengming's "greatest hits" from the day.

Every single moment was pure comedy gold.

— "If you hadn't told me, I would've thought this money was just abandoned here…"— "I'm not picky about food, I'll eat whatever."— "My name is Cao Nima De…"— "I believe him—because I just found 1,000 bucks over there."— "Sharkey Botcherdan Chaikov-Corgi University."— "Working a summer job in Chargerya."— "He's a war correspondent."— "Your turn."

Every clip, every line, was absolute chaos. The internet was in stitches.

Two hours after the video was posted, it exploded in popularity. The sheer volume of views and clicks turned it into a full-blown internet storm, sweeping across Douyin like wildfire.

The comment section was flooded:

— "HAHAHAHA!!! This is too damn funny. Which contestant is this? I need to watch his stream!"— "If your eyes aren't working, consider donating them."— "Pffft—I was laughing so hard under my blanket at 3 AM that I started making goose noises. GAGAGAGA!"— "Oh my God, where has this guy been all my life?!"— "That 1,000 bucks line nearly killed me—he's got some conscience, but not much."— "Everything else was funny, but the 'summer job in Chargerya' line? That one broke me completely."— "HAHAHAHA!!! Did he trade his intelligence for good looks? I can't breathe!"

With the collective power of netizens, Cao Shengming's name skyrocketed in popularity, bringing the reality show Perfect Gentleman into the spotlight as well.

Overnight, his livestream channel (Contestant No. 10) surged from fewer than 300 followers to 220,000!

And the number was still climbing at an insane rate.

The surge was so ridiculous that the show's engineering team stayed up all night checking the system, convinced their servers were malfunctioning.

Once they realized this wasn't a glitch but actual viewer engagement, they immediately reported it to upper management.

Meanwhile, Cao Shengming was dreaming.

In his dream, he relived his "wild youth."

Spotlights beamed down on him.

The crowd roared with cheers.

People were shouting his name, their excitement reaching a fever pitch.

He stood at the center of it all—like a superstar, basking in the adoration of the masses.

— [Popularity +1, +1, +1, +1, +1…]— [Popularity +1, +1, +1, +1, +1…]

"Cao Shengming! Cao Shengming! Cao Shengming!"

"Cao Shengming! Cao Shengming! Cao Shengming!"

The voices kept chanting his name—

Then suddenly, another voice broke through—

"Bro! Bro! Bro!"

"Wake up!"

!!!

Cao Shengming's eyes snapped open.

And the first thing he saw…

Was a face that looked like it had just been through a war.

Panic Mode Activated

Sunlight streamed into the room.

Cao Shengming took a deep breath and instinctively asked, "What time is it?"

"Eight o'clock!"

"...Shit. We're late! Get up, get up, forget breakfast—we need to go NOW. If that chick shows up, we're screwed! Why are you still standing there? MOVE!"

The photographer stood there, silent for a long moment.

Then, he finally spoke.

"Bro… do you know how I woke up?"

"...How?"

"Someone knocked on the door and woke me up. I went to check… and it was that girl who booked our room yesterday."

...

Cao Shengming fell silent.

After a long pause, he asked, "So… she's standing outside the door right now?"

"Pretty much."

"...Alright, here's the plan: I'll hide in the bathroom. You go with her."

"And if she asks where you are?"

"Tell her the situation in Syria got unstable overnight, and I had to go handle it… but I got killed in action."

"???"