I Am A Prodigy

282 Rave Reviews

At the end of the poem, the bullet screen was silent. Everyone went blank and no one said a single word.

The audience slowly began recovering after a full five minutes.

[A good poem. A really good poem!]

[F*ck! I was doing fine one second, then the next my tears just flowed out. Can you believe it?]

[This poem is too amazing. I could feel life’s insignificance in that tiny instant.]

[‘Triumphs and failures vanished in an instant; all tales, old and new, shall then be told and shared together in laughter’. F*ck, man! I could immediately feel my spiritual state improve.]

[Y-God is really talented. Too f*cking awesome! That poem, I think it even surpassed Author Y’s.]

[As far as character is concerned, this poem left the deepest impression on me. Please accept my worship of you!]

…

The live stream ended.

Many people were still sitting in front of the computer with emotions that were yet to be fully expressed. Even though the live stream had already concluded, they remained in the live stream room and chatted using the bullet screen for the time being.

[Nobody can beat the way he tells history. It’s really good.]

[You got that right. I’m just a primary school student but I’m already hooked.]

[You may not believe it, but I’m a lover of all things supernatural. I was going to leave after listening to Candle Blowing Ghost, but I suddenly found out that I’m also a history lover.]

[Looks like I’m destined to be forever attached to Y-God, Y-God is amazing!]

[This kind of live stream is undoubtedly a must-watch. It’s not only interesting but educational too. It’s really good.]

…

Ring ding ding!

Barely seconds after leaving the live stream, Song Qian called Ye Lingchen.

Ye Lingchen smiled and accepted the call. “How is it? Was it okay?”

“Y-God, you are amazing. There’s nothing you can’t do! It was simply perfect!” Song Qian’s incredulous tone came from the mobile phone. “We can focus on promoting this!”

After all, Candle Blowing Ghost touched on the subject of the supernatural, meaning it will be subject to some restrictions. the Three Kingdoms, however, was different and could be considered positive energy. It had the potential to be promoted wherever and whenever!

“It’s nothing, really. You’ll know all this as long as you read more books in your spare time.” Ye Lingchen’s tone was calm. “Many people like listening to stories involving the Three Kingdoms. Since it’s only a story, exaggerations are inevitable, making it inconsistent with reality and leaving incorrect impressions. To understand everything, one just needs to read some of the official accounts of history, such as the Records of the Three Kingdoms and similar works.”

“Y-God, you are truly a person of culture. You read a lot of books. To be honest, I haven’t even read the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. It’s such a shame that some of the Three Kingdoms’ stories were based on rumors or hearsay.” Song Qian was a little embarrassed.

“Oh, that’s normal.” Ye Lingchen was not surprised. There are too few people willing to calm themselves down and take a good look at history. It was good enough if people got into the unofficial accounts. “As long as the live stream results are achieved.”

“Hahaha, the results of the live stream are beyond expectations!” Song Qian chuckled. “You can even create prose, Y-God. You’re just too amazing.”

He finally understood where Y-God’s confidence came from when going against Huyu in the past. Cultured people were, without a doubt, a rarity throughout the entire world.

In the past, anyone who could write Grave Robber’s Chronicles, Candle Blowing Ghost, and Study of the Three Kingdoms would have been considered an eminent writer. To think that Huyu Streaming would make enemies out of someone like him for the sake of someone like Si Yu, who only used her sex appeal to get ahead. They were probably regretting it by now!

…

At the same time, at Huyu Streaming HQ.

The higher-ups of Huyu gathered for a meeting, with the topic of discussion none other than how the platform will continue to develop in the future, as well as how to compete with Panda Streaming.

The rapid rise of Panda Streaming was a thorn in their hearts. They originally monopolized the live stream industry comfortably, but their sojourn was unexpectedly destroyed by Panda Streaming. The crux of it all was Y-God’s presence in the live stream industry—the impact on popularity was too impressive.

Suddenly, a staff member hurried from the outside.

“CEO Wang, something big happened on Panda’s live stream today. Y-God changed the story and started live streaming history!”

Many senior executives frowned, after being interrupted in such a way during the meeting. When they heard the news, however, they were all stunned. Wang Yuan found it hard to believe and enquired again, “Are you sure that Y-God is streaming about history?” ”

“One hundred percent sure! He’s talking about the Three Kingdoms!”

“Him? Talking about the Three Kingdoms? He must be joking?” Wang Yuan smiled smugly.

“There’s no need to even talk about whether he understands the Three Kingdoms. From the topic alone, I don’t believe anyone would want to watch it,” An executive sneered.

“Hehe, I’ve never heard anyone say that live streams could be used to talk about history. Isn’t he giving himself a death sentence? Does Y-God feel that he can do whatever he likes because he’s too popular?” Zhou Min was feeling happy too.

“Our opponents are starting to become stupid. This is great news for us!” The executives all smiled and asked, “How much popularity did Y-God’s live stream lose this time?”

“Someone is compiling the data over there.”

“Let’s take a guess first. I’m guessing that at least two-hundred thousand people will be lost!”

“Two-hundred thousand? Panda Streaming should consider themselves lucky if they only lost two-hundred thousand. It won’t be any less than one million!”

“Y-God’s popularity is still quite good, so I estimate it to be between five-hundred thousand and six hundred thousand, but if he keeps talking about history, his popularity will continue to decline.”

“CEO Wang!”

Someone then cried out the next moment. Several people flew right in while holding a report. They had panic written all over their faces and their feet were shaky.

“What’s wrong? Did the popularity of Y-God’s live stream drop so much that it scared you?”

“Hahaha, they look so excited, it’s probably great news!”

Many executives were already rejoicing. Deep down, they started planning their celebration feast.

Wang Yuan coughed and pretended to sit back calmly on his seat. “Don’t worry, if you have something to say, say it slowly. Our competitor is done for, right? Treat it with a calm heart and tell me, how big of a loss did Panda Streaming incur this time?

The group of people looked at each other and did not dare to speak at all. They simply placed a page of that report in front of Wang Yuan and said nothing.

Wang Yuan picked up the report, and with one glance, his entire person was so shocked that the chair behind him slid backward. A loud thud was heard and he was sitting on the ground.

He seemed to feel no pain though. His mouth was simply open wide and he sat blankly on the ground.

“Mr. Wang, what’s the matter with you?” Zhou Min walked over. At first glance, her eyes were staring so hard that they nearly popped out of her eye sockets. She trembled, held the report in her hand, and repeatedly confirmed it several times. Startled, she shrieked sharply, “How is this possible?”

“What happened?”

The executives had a bad feeling in their hearts and looked at the report.

At that instant, it was complete silence!

Everyone in the entire office froze as though they were doing a martial art pose. They were so dumfounded that their minds went blank!

Even their souls had left their bodies!

The popularity of Y-God’s live stream had increased instead of decreased, so much so that it had 1.5 million people more than before. It was only because of one simple poem that Panda Streaming’s popularity shot up so rapidly. The figures nearly detonated their eyeballs!

Y-God knew how to create motherf*cking poetry, too?!