Horror Camgirl - Ch. 61: The Strange Live Stream Room
I looked at the dress in my hand. Isn’t it just a dress? It’s not like I can’t afford it.
I walked into the fitting room, took off my hat and mask, changed into the dress, and let my long hair down.
Looking at myself in the mirror, the dress was beautiful, perfectly tailored, and the soft fabric hugged my waist, making it look exceptionally slim and my legs particularly long, as if it was custom-made just for me.
I felt a sense of unreality. Is this really me? Beneath those lumps, it turned out there was such a stunning face.
My mother isn’t very beautiful; otherwise, she wouldn’t have been abandoned by a man. Whose genes do I actually inherit this beauty from?
Suddenly, a figure appeared behind me, startling me. I turned around immediately, angry, “Yin Shengyao, what are you doing? I’m changing!”
As I tried to walk out, he grabbed my shoulders and pulled me back.
“Let go!” I shouted. “I’ll call for help!”
He stared into my eyes and said nonchalantly, “Does Tang Mingli not buy you even a piece of clothing?”
“I can buy it myself, why do I need him to buy it?” I struggled. “Let go of me!”
A flash of delight crossed his eyes: “So he’s not your boyfriend?”
“What’s it to you?” I couldn’t tolerate it any longer and threw a punch at his face, powered by my Spiritual Energy, strong enough to split stone. But he caught it effortlessly.
I was shocked; he wasn’t a master of Dark Strength but rather of Transformation Strength!
“Is he your boyfriend?” he asked again.
“No!” I was both anxious and furious. “Let me go!”
Satisfied with my answer, he released me and stepped back. Before leaving, he said, “You look good in that dress.”
The door closed again in front of me, and I was so angry I felt like crying. What had I done wrong to run into him?
He bullied me repeatedly, and I was helpless against him.
He was stronger than me, came from a better background, had a higher education—he was like an unreachable god to me.
How could I seek revenge on someone like him?
Tears streamed down my cheeks. I took a deep breath. Yuan Junyao, don’t cry. One day, you’ll get everything back from today.
I walked out wearing the dress, and the salesgirl stared at me in shock, speechless for quite a while.
“I’m buying this dress,” I said.
I paid with my card, and the salesgirl hesitated a moment before saying, “Ma’am, this is a small gift from us for you.”
I looked at it and saw it was a pearl hairpin, the pearls round and lustrous, very beautiful, and the craftsmanship of the base was exquisite.
If there’s a bargain, why not take it? Since it’s a gift, I might as well accept it.
I pinned the hairpin in my hair, which matched the dress perfectly, and I instantly felt a fondness for this store, even though the salesgirl looked down on me. But the gift was really beautiful.
I also bought several sets of sportswear, and carrying my bags made me feel a little better.
People were secretly looking at me as I walked along—some with envy, some in awe, some with jealousy, and some with disdain. I felt very uncomfortable.
Since childhood, I’ve been afraid of others’ gazes. If someone stares at me, I’d feel like I couldn’t lift my head and wanted to escape.
I dreaded seeing the hatred and contempt in their eyes.
Taking a deep breath, I reminded myself that I was no longer the old Yuan Junyao. I would hold my head high!
I bought a lot of daily necessities, and feeling hungry, I stopped by a Dessert Shop to order a bowl of purple rice dumplings. On the giant LED screen opposite, an advertisement featuring Teng Lan was playing.
“Look, it’s Teng Lan,” a girl at the nearby table said excitedly.
“He’s so handsome,” her friend replied. “Teng Lan seems to be really popular lately.”
“Of course! He’s the only star who appeared on the Horror Female Streamer’s Live Stream.”
“Horror Female Streamer? Is she the one who’s super popular now, the one who does live streams of ghost encounters?”
“Yes, that’s her. Her live streams are much more entertaining than any fantasy or horror movie. You see, horror films are failing at the box office; everyone’s watching her fight ghosts, and that’s all real.”
“I’ve watched her live streams too and even donated. My favorite is Tyrant. If he debuted in movies, he’d definitely be even more popular than Teng Lan.”
“After Teng Lan shot to fame, a lot of little stars wanted to get on her live stream. Unfortunately, Horror Female Streamer is very mysterious; no one knows who she is, and she never shows her face. It’s a pity; I really want to know what she looks like.”
“Maybe she’s an ugly monster.”
“Then hundreds of thousands of otaku would be heartbroken.”
“She’s a tomboy who can kill ghosts with a sword; those otaku have really heavy tastes.”
I felt a bit embarrassed. So, I’m this popular now?
Then I was shocked again. Does that mean Tang Mingli has also become a celebrity? But given his special identity, wouldn’t it cause him trouble?
I couldn’t sit still anymore and immediately called him. He chuckled and said, “Let’s talk when we meet.”
Soon, I saw him coming toward me in a casual outfit, instantly catching the attention of the girls at the nearby table.
“Look, that handsome guy is so good-looking.”
“Yes, his legs are so long. Is he a model?”
I was stunned. They are fans of Tyrant, yet couldn’t recognize Tang Mingli?
I felt confused.
“Did you really not notice all along?” Tang Mingli looked even more surprised than I was. “The audience can’t recognize me in real life.”
“Why is that?” I exclaimed, mouth agape.
“I don’t know either, Jun Yao. The live stream room you were in is very strange,” Tang Mingli said. “It can disturb the audience's perception. I’ve only seen such abilities in a Master of mental abilities, but to make millions of people not recognize us—that’s unheard of.”
I felt a chill run down my spine.
“Then… what about Teng Lan? Why can the audience recognize him?” I asked.
“At first, I couldn’t figure it out either, but now I realize he’s a temporary guest, while I’m a permanent member,” Tang Mingli explained. “The Special Department found you because you submitted your bank card information to Black Rock TV.”
I thought it over carefully. With our fame, the Guo family should have recognized Tang Mingli and me long ago, but it seemed they knew nothing. At the Treasure Appraisal Conference, not a single person recognized me, not even Wei Ran, who has vast connections, couldn’t find out I was the Horror Female Streamer.
There were countless examples like this.
I initially thought it was all due to the protection of the Special Department, but it turned out it was the live stream room that protected me.
But what exactly is this live stream room?
Who created it?
I felt a headache coming on and was even more confused.
“Why bother thinking so much?” Tang Mingli took a sip of coffee. “This way is the safest; otherwise, we’d have been surrounded by reporters long ago.”
“That makes sense,” I said helplessly.
His gaze suddenly fell on the hairpin at my temple. “Where did you get this?”
I said, “It was a gift when I bought the dress.”
“Then that clothing store is going to go bankrupt,” Tang Mingli chuckled. “This Black Pearl and the surrounding White Pearls are all natural deep-sea pearls. The base is platinum; this hairpin is worth at least three hundred thousand. Why would you get such an expensive accessory with a dress?”
I frowned and took off the hairpin.
Could it be Yin Shengyao? Why did he do this?
Tang Mingli was silent for a moment before asking, “Was it given to you by a man?”
I stuffed the hairpin into my bag. “I’ll return it.”
Tang Mingli seemed to want to say something else, but I changed the subject: “Do you have any horror material recently? We need to prepare for the next live stream.”
“There is,” Tang Mingli replied. “I’ll send you the information when we get back.”
We chatted for a while, and then he took me home. Afterward, I looked at the horror material he sent me but wasn’t interested.
After dinner, I changed into my sportswear, still wearing a hat and mask, and decided to take a walk in the nearby park to clear my mind.
I’ve worn this outfit for years, and it still felt comfortable.
Halfway there, my eyes suddenly widened.
A luxury car was parked by the roadside, and several young men and women were sitting inside. Their clothes were all expensive. A young man got out to buy drinks, and as he opened the car door, I caught a glimpse of a girl in white sitting inside.
That girl looked pure and beautiful, with a kind of beauty that made people want to cherish her.
Is that… Yu Qi?
She was An Yi’s classmate, the flower of their class, and the study committee member. She had once come to my house for dinner with An Yi. She was a well-mannered girl.
But she had already died.
Two years ago, she jumped from the seventh floor of a hotel window, committing suicide.
I attended her funeral. Her father had passed away early, and her mother cried at the coffin like a weeping willow. It was heart-wrenching to watch.
I scanned the young men and women in the car. Could her death be related to them?
I remembered there were rumors that when Yu Qi died, she was disheveled and likely had been violated.
I clenched my fists, hailed a taxi, and quietly followed them.
The car drove into a villa area, but the gatekeeper stopped us from entering. I got out of the car and quietly climbed over the wall into the community.
The luxury car stopped in front of a villa, where several people were already inside. The young men were all dressed in branded clothes, exuding a rich and frivolous vibe, while the women wore tight, sexy outfits, looking seductive; they were obviously escorts.
I frowned, sensing something ominous.
I had intended to start a live stream, but looking at this scene, I thought better of it. If it turned into an attractive live stream, my reputation would be ruined.
I quietly slipped into the villa and saw Yu Qi anxiously staring at a girl. The girl wore heavy makeup, and her tight outfit accentuated her curves, looking extremely alluring.
I found this escort familiar. After a long look, I realized that beneath her thick makeup, her features bore a resemblance to Yu Qi.
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