A Livestream Accident
One Friday evening in July.
In a Y Cat Live stream.
An Zhiwu stuffed food into her mouth, filling both cheeks until they bulged, but she didn't forget to explain to her viewers: "Today I've brought you spicy seafood and glass noodle stew made with my favorite seafood. I used my homemade chili sauce, plus minced garlic, soy sauce, and kimchi. It's so delicious! Viewers, if you have time this weekend, would you like to make this dish with me?"
Afterward, she made sure to hold the chili sauce up to the camera for the viewers to see.
There were over ten thousand viewers in the stream, and many of them were already drooling.
---Why did this kind of stream have to show up in my feed at night?
---An'an, hurry up and post a tutorial. I'm making this tomorrow!
---Ever since I followed this streamer, I've visibly gotten a whole lot fatter.
---I've already picked up my phone and opened a delivery app. I'm ordering a seafood feast.
---Why doesn't the streamer get fat?
---Is nobody paying attention to how good-looking the streamer is? I think she's gorgeous.
---To be fair, streamers all use beauty filters these days. With one of those on, even a sow can turn into a beauty.
As An Zhiwu watched the scrolling barrage of comments, she sprinkled a little more chili powder into the seafood pot, then picked up a big chopstickful of kimchi and put it in her mouth.
Her mother had pickled the kimchi herself. It was sour, spicy, and crunchy, and it was An Zhiwu's favorite.
Just as she was happily eating in front of the camera, her stomach suddenly churned, and the food she'd just swallowed surged up into her throat. Unable to hold it back, she immediately ran to the bathroom next door and began vomiting.
Faint sounds of vomiting carried into the stream.
The barrage of comments in the stream changed accordingly.
---Is this streamer that unprofessional? Going to make herself throw up halfway through a meal?
---Seriously, couldn't you at least finish eating?
---I was a fan, but now I hate her.
---I thought she was one of only two mukbang streamers I follow who don't make themselves throw up. Sigh, my whole worldview's crumbling.
---I'm dying laughing. First time I've seen someone go make herself throw up halfway through eating.
---She doesn't seem to eat that much every day, though? I feel like I could eat that much in one meal too.
---The person above is still trying to whitewash her? How much did they pay you?
---Apparently, a lot of mukbang streamers even have part of their small intestine cut out to stay thin...
---Is that true? That's terrifying.
An Zhiwu didn't know what was happening in the stream, though she figured it couldn't be good. She hadn't managed to hide her urge to vomit from the camera just now, and with over ten thousand people watching, it couldn't have escaped their notice.
She wasn't really a "mukbang streamer." Her actual job was working in new media operations for a jewelry group. It sounded pretty high-end at first, but in reality, her usual work was filming and editing videos of the company's various models, as well as photographing and retouching product pictures, writing copy, and so on.
Basically, she was a general dogsbody~
She was good at making and shooting videos, and she also enjoyed cooking, so on a good friend's advice, she started a livestream to share food.
At first, she'd only meant to try it for fun, but unexpectedly, after more than a year, she'd gained hundreds of thousands of followers.
At that moment, she was hunched over the toilet. She'd even thrown up the bitter bile in her stomach, but she still felt awful.
Her stomach had been bothering her on and off since she was a student, but medicine had always relieved it, so she hadn't paid it much attention all these years.
But the past two days had been noticeably different. Yesterday hadn't been too bad, but today she'd actually thrown up as soon as she ate.
After flushing the toilet, An Zhiwu rinsed her mouth and returned to the bedroom where she streamed.
Half the viewers had already left.
The remaining few thousand were sending a barrage of comments.
An Zhiwu glanced over the comments.
As expected, they weren't very friendly.
She certainly couldn't keep eating now, so she could only brace herself and explain on stream: "My stomach hasn't been feeling very well these past few days. Maybe I've eaten too much spicy food. Sorry, but that's all for today's stream. An'an will bring everyone more delicious food next time."
After saying that, she didn't dare look at the comments and hurriedly ended the stream.
She could already imagine posts about "xxx making herself throw up during a stream" appearing on all kinds of livestream forums tomorrow.
Sigh~~~
What a human tragedy...
After swallowing two stomach pills, An Zhiwu resigned herself to tidying up.
The place she rented was a one-bedroom apartment in the city center. The rent alone was 3,000 yuan a month, and she'd agonized over the steep price for a long time, but considering how convenient it was for streaming and transportation, she'd steeled herself and rented it anyway.
Fortunately, with her streaming income and the occasional promotion for food shops, she could still afford the apartment and had a little money saved up.
She was in the middle of cleaning when WeChat started ringing incessantly on her phone.
Here it comes...
Her world had become so small that, at this hour, she could guess which few people might be contacting her as soon as her phone rang.
Her blind guess was that the person looking for her now had to be her best friend, Shen Songqing.
Shen Songqing had been her classmate from elementary school through high school, as well as her best friend. She was now a travel streamer, usually traveling around the country, scouting out all sorts of places, and then livestreaming. She already had over a million followers.
It was a life An Zhiwu dreamed of but couldn't attain.
After all, her father wasn't the boss of a publicly listed company.
It was Shen Songqing who had originally egged An Zhiwu on to start streaming. Although the two of them took different approaches, they were both in the streaming circle, so news traveled between them.
Sure enough, when she opened her phone, Shen Songqing had already sent three WeChat messages in a row.
Shen Songqing: [An Zhu, what are you doing?]
Shen Songqing: [What happened? I heard in the streamer group chat that you ended your stream early?]
Shen Songqing: [Someone also said you made yourself throw up? You need to do that?]
Seeing that nickname, An Zhiwu really wanted to hit someone.
She sent a message back: [What do you mean, An Zhu? An Zhiwu, An Zhiwu! Do you even recognize those two characters?!]
But her friend clearly didn't get her anger and immediately sent a reply.
Shen Songqing: [zhiwu~~zhu]
!!!
An Zhiwu actually liked her name quite a bit. Back in kindergarten, when she'd just learned to write it, she'd thought for a time that it both looked and sounded beautiful.
That feeling had lasted until she started learning pinyin~~~
Before she'd worked out how to reply, Shen Songqing sent two more messages.
Shen Songqing: [This isn't the time to discuss that. What happened to you? I heard you made yourself throw up halfway through your stream today, then ended it straight away?]
Shen Songqing: [Aren't you the woman who can eat two bowls of rice in one meal? Why did you go make yourself throw up?]
An Zhiwu felt helpless, but since her friend was worried about her, she gave her a brief explanation: [My stomach hasn't felt well these past few days. I wasn't making myself throw up; I couldn't help it. I'll make an appointment and get it checked this weekend.]
When Shen Songqing heard she wasn't feeling well, she asked a few more concerned questions and only let the matter rest after urging her to make sure she went to the hospital.
That night, after taking a hot shower, An Zhiwu lay in bed and touched her stomach, which hadn't improved even after she'd taken medicine. She opened her phone, planning to book an appointment for the weekend.
[Everyone who comes in is a cutie, don't leave, don't leave~♥(｡￫v￩｡)♥]