But in the end, the money won him over, and he agreed to let Lin Mo and Enel stay at his house.
Dinner that night was homemade noodles with fried bean sauce, cooked by Han Yuhui's mother. Lin Mo and Enel polished off a whole pot between them. After dinner, Lin Mo called Enel over, and the three of them turned on the lights and sat in the yard to figure out the Kuaiyin app.
"This is the latest phone, isn't it?" Han Yuhui said enviously. "With a better phone, your livestream probably won't lag. Have you decided what kind of streamers you want to be?"
Lin Mo shook his head.
He had spent all afternoon thinking about it and had watched several streams for ideas, but he still couldn't think of any content that suited him.
Han Yuhui thought for a moment. "How about food streaming? You two eat way more than most people. You could go on camera as big eaters. But food streaming costs a lot. You'd have to travel around and try all kinds of food. Do you have the budget?"
He regretted the suggestion as soon as he said it. "No, that won't bring in followers fast enough. Just traveling from place to place for food would take too much time. Maybe you could stream a talent act?"
"A talent act?" Enel asked first. "What's that?"
"It means showing people something you're good at," Han Yuhui explained. "Singing, dancing, or any other talent you have."
"Singing? Dancing?" Enel froze, then looked at Lin Mo and burst out laughing. "Pfft—hahahaha! I approve! This Thunder God raises both hands in support!"
Lin Mo knew exactly what Enel was thinking. He kicked him without hesitation, then declared, "Not happening!"
Enel snapped, "Damn it! Can't you show this Thunder