Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!
Chapter 77 - 71. A Pendulum Strike Through the Ages

Chapter 77: 71. A Pendulum Strike Through the Ages

"Are we being featured on the homepage already?"

Mr. Lu lay on the big bed next door, and after receiving the data feedback from the studio, he had a brief moment of surprise before quickly steadying his emotions.

"The ace in the hole hasn’t been played yet. It seems like tonight is destined to be sleepless."

Douyu’s live stream, which had just been established not too long ago, was seen by Mr. Lu, who had professional MCN agency experience, as nothing more than a troupe with decent traffic.

The intensity of Mou Keyan herself, combined with the studio’s packaging, marketing, and traffic-pulling rhetoric, had made him confident that breaking through the dance sector wouldn’t be difficult.

However, he hadn’t expected Douyu to react so quickly and move Fairy Miao’s live stream to the homepage.

After all, it’s a streaming platform that had intensely competed internally for a few short years and had seen the end of countless peers. Despite some turbulence later, there were still capable people there!

Unintentionally, Mou Keyan’s live stream approached ten o’clock.

The viewers and gifts became more and more abundant, but she had almost completed performing the dances she was most skilled at.

What should she do now?

During the pauses to thank for gifts, the novice streamer Fairy Miao slightly lowered her gaze and found that slip of paper again, on which three clever strategies were written.

The last one contained a lot of details; Mr. Lu had written it meticulously, the pen leaving dense marks.

"3. The last is tonight’s highlight; first set the live broadcast screen to display three screens in equal proportion to focus the entire image on yourself."

Fairy Miao did as instructed, and seeing three identical selves on the screen was still a bit unusual for her.

"Then, open the folder at the top right of your desktop; I’ve prepared two BGMs for you to download."

She clicked on the folder, neither of the two songs were in Chinese—one marked "Big Swing" and the other marked "Start the Train."

Where did he find them?

Such strange names.

"After everything is ready, please go with the flow and mesmerize your audience!"

For a professional dancer, as long as the rhythm of a song was strong and the beats were explosive, it wasn’t difficult to impress with a free-form performance.

The thought that Mr. Lu had thought of everything, even picking out the background music for the dance, made Mou Keyan’s lips spontaneously curl into a smile. She undid her transparent lace jacket and draped it over the arm of the computer chair, revealing her pale, fragrant shoulders and collarbones.

She stood on the open floor, took a deep breath, and prepared to perform to the new music.

With the three screens focused, the viewers needed only to watch closely to see the faint outline of abdominal muscles below her belly and the deep, white ravine at the center of her pure black camisole.

...

"Brother Deng, what... what kind of dance is this?"

In the dorm of the Management College, three roommates stared at Mou Keyan, who had changed from one to three on the screen, and couldn’t help but ask.

"Ah, this."

Deng Yuan was completely focused on his screen, bragging casually.

"It’s normal for you not to know; she’s unleashing her special move."

That year, the tactics of dance streamers were still quite primitive.

Many female dance broadcasters believed that drawing an audience meant wearing barely-there clothes and twisting, shaking, and smiling.

They hadn’t yet experienced the golden age of the internet.

They hadn’t felt the ruthless competition of post-2000s kids skipping school to become influencers, nor faced the immense pressure of thousands of beauties entering the fray in Nanwan City North Changchun.

Without peers stealing their rice bowls, there was no drive to delve into and improve their craft.

In short, they weren’t professional enough, dedicated enough, nor passionate about their work.

Their control over the camera and music was worlds apart when compared to the era of short videos.

Why was single screen blasted out of the water by triple screens?

Because with a single-screen background, the broadcaster’s proportion in the image would diminish.

With triple screens, not only does the broadcaster have an excellent presence in the image, but the carefully selected music rhythm quickly immerses the audience in just a few seconds.

All of these were mature tactics verified by the market through survival of the fittest in big data.

Mr. Lu’s move was like wielding a future era’s sword to cut down officials of the current dynasty—wasn’t each swing guaranteed to hit the mark?

"You even know this; incredible, Brother Deng."

"After all, the top spot belongs to Brother Deng."

Although Fairy Miao’s live room had already surpassed ten thousand viewers thanks to the homepage feature, Deng Yuan firmly maintained the top position on the leaderboard through his considerable financial power.

Watching Mou Keyan’s livestream was like experiencing real magic; whenever someone outdid him in sending gifts, he’d feel incredibly uneasy.

At first, the id that went against him was "Jiangcheng’s Most Sincere." After Mou Keyan unleased a few big rockets, the other party quickly ceased fire.

Later, as the audience in the livestream room grew, several wealthy patrons started to send gifts as well.

But Deng Yuan gritted his teeth, launching both big planes and big rockets, claiming them all.

Twenty thousand yuan, in one night.

He had spent a month’s living expenses in the livestream room!

At that moment, he was filled with a sense of achievement, brimming with pride.

Deng Yuan had yet to realize that behind the three screens, Fairy Miao was about to bring an earthquake to the dance sector.

"Coming up next, I’ll bring you a song called Hai Phút Hơn. It’s my own choreography, and I call it..."

"—the Big Pendulum!"

Fairy Miao snapped her fingers, and the vibrant music from Southeast Asia started to play.

The three-screen host, the wave-making Big Pendulum.

A cutting-edge filming technique and a devilishly catchy tune surpassed the convention in livestreaming.

The comfort zone of dance streamers was shattered by this overwhelming pendulum.

In the small livestreaming room, echoes of a new world reverberated.

...

Gurgle.

In the girls’ dorm 203 of the Management College.

Not a single person spoke.

Aside from the Big Pendulum’s music, you could faintly hear the girls’ throats seizing up, the sound of swallowing saliva.

On the screen were countless explosive comments, fortunately, with three identical sexy hosts—every angle was visible.

"Too spicy, I’m dying, my salvia drowned my screen. My soul has been purified, thank you, Xiao Xian, wuu wuu wuu..."

"Which freaking Bodhisattva descended from heaven?!"

"One becomes three, three in one, she’s simply brilliant. Who taught her to livestream like this?"

"What kind of bewitching tune is this! Now, all I can picture is the host swaying left and right in my mind, I’m done for, completely done."

A thousand Hamlets have a thousand faces.

But the aesthetic pleasure from "smiling the moment you see her" remains strikingly similar.

Beauty was Mou Keyan’s weapon—a weapon that hurt no one and cured all ailments.

If the previous dance showcased Mou Keyan’s own strength, then the Big Pendulum was a touch of era-shocking wonder that Mr. Lu brought to the audience.

This song, destined to be a hit in later generations, features a fast-paced electronic synthesizer melody and a bright drumbeat rhythm, creating an atmosphere that made it impossible not to sway along.

Amidst the rapid rhythm and tension, her performance was simply flawless.

To speak of it, she was improvising.

But as a formally trained dancer, she effortlessly executed a variety of complex movements, maximizing both impact and visual spectacle.

The Big Pendulum’s most iconic move was the hip swing.

Mou Keyan’s swing conquered all the viewers in the livestream room that night.

She raised her hands lightly behind her neck, engaging her waist with the rhythm of the music as her hips swayed left and right. Occasionally stepping to the side, she let the full moon shape wobble from front to back, up and down.

Her willowy waist, nestled between the bodycon skirt and black suspenders, seemed to siphon everyone’s gaze like a rainbow.

This move wasn’t difficult for an average person.

But to exude that intense and unique flavor, not only did one require exceptional physical fitness and coordination, but also a solid foundation, to bring out the ultimate in seductive charm.

"Sister Xu Ya is really hot..." Xu Ya muttered to herself, suddenly feeling an impulse wash from the top of her head down.

She no longer thought about the free fish balls or signing in to receive rewards.

Instead, she took out her cell phone, opened the payment app, and without hesitation, sent a plane to the host Fairy Miao.

And this was just one of the myriad routine actions by countless viewers.

But this was just the beginning of tonight’s gifting feast.