Her Cultivation Diary

"No rush."

The job is now secured. Although there were a lot of idle gossip during the New Year, my parents didn't really feel aggrieved overall.

Chen Yuan's entire demeanor gradually became more spirited, as if he had become a year or two younger from the previous melancholy state out of nowhere.

Along with this, he wasn't as worried about the future.

He is now actively comforting his parents: "I'll first go check out the work environment, then think about the future. Once I have everything sorted out, we can talk about dating, okay? Otherwise, if we start now, it will just be a long-distance relationship, which is hard to manage."

"Alright, alright."

Seeing how difficult things are for their son, the mother doesn't insist on urging him, she just wants him to consider things more. Now that there is a plan, they can naturally feel at ease.

When Chen Yuan returned home, looking at his neatly packed luggage, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

With only four days off each month, the round trip on the high-speed rail plus the transfer takes over ten hours. It's not easy to go home.

But given his situation, staying home as unnecessary company can hurt his parents with gossip instead.

He looked down at his leg, took out his disability certificate and put it safely away, finally letting out a deep sigh.

...

On the seventh day of the New Year, the high-speed rail station was once again crowded with people.

Most of them carrying large bags, leaving their hometown to head to another distant place, struggling for their lives.

Chen Yuan notified the 23-member small group chat, then directly entered the high-speed rail station with his documents.

High-speed rail security checks are much more convenient than those for flights; all it takes is showing documents and displaying his injured leg in a private room to pass through.

Following the bustling crowd, he walked with large strides, with no trace of having a prosthetic leg visible in his movements.

Stuffing his suitcase above, he casually helped the girl sitting next to him put her suitcase up as well. Sitting there, Chen Yuan let out a long breath, and inexplicably, a subtle tension about his future work environment arose in his heart.

Beside him, the girl opened the tray table, stood her phone on it, and began looking for her earphones.

She seemed to be watching a live broadcast.

Chen Yuan didn't feel like watching, but since the live broadcast's sound was playing aloud, the voice of a young man could be heard:

"...Sister said it's the holiday season, so no classes for everyone."

"...Today I'll show the kids our work environment and accommodation! New employees will arrive tomorrow... Sister said they'll be very cool guys..."

The voice was clear and bright, with a faintly naive and innocent tone, making people want to keep listening.

Chen Yuan unconsciously glanced over, seeing the young man push open a large iron gate and walk towards a self-built small building to the side.

Huh?

He furrowed his brows, feeling like the scene looked familiar.

He wanted to dig deeper, but the girl beside him had already taken out her earphones and enthusiastically shifted her phone toward him:

"Do you like watching Qiaoqiao's live broadcast? Let's watch together!"

Then she exaggeratedly sighed: "Without Qiaoqiao's live broadcast to enjoy during the New Year, even the New Year's Eve dinner felt less tasty... I've prepared so much New Year money and year-end bonus, ready to go on a big shopping spree at the store! Yet he still doesn't sell anything... It's too much..."

The girl seemed like a chatterbox, pouring out a lot before Chen Yuan said a word.

But thankfully, she didn't disclose any personal privacy; all her words revolved around this male streamer called Qiaoqiao.

This made Chen Yuan frown slightly again.

But everyone has different ways to spend their leisure time, so he didn't judge. When his eyes drifted back, he saw that doors had opened, revealing the new, unoccupied dormitory environments inside.

Ah?!

This time, he was genuinely surprised.

Because not only was this sight familiar, it was something he used to check now and then. He wanted to identify what he needed to prepare for his accommodation from the details.

He took the earphones and thanked her, then curiously asked: "Is this streamer very famous?"

"Qiaoqiao?" the girl exclaimed, "I thought you were an old fan of Qiaoqiao! So you just found out about him..."

"Well... objectively speaking, Qiaoqiao isn't really famous because the streaming platform he's on doesn't have much traffic."

"But in terms of fan loyalty and purchasing power, I think he must be a well-known big streamer."

"Wherever Qiaoqiao goes, I'll go."

Fan loyalty? Purchasing power?

Chen Yuan instinctively asked: "Does he usually make a living by promoting products?"