Qingque came back to life.
That evening, Sushang opened her friend Guinaifen's livestream as usual.
There were even more viewers watching today than yesterday.
Today's stream was titled "A night of traditional performing arts! Little Gui sings Xianzhou classics for you."
As an acrobat, knowing how to sing was probably a basic skill too.
As the old saying went, an acrobat who couldn't sing wasn't a good streamer.
Incidentally, she had adopted the nickname Little Gui today because, after yesterday's name change, many viewers had complained that Guinaifen was too much of a mouthful and wasn't elegant at all.
But Guinaifen thought the name was perfectly elegant!
"Gui" referred to the osmanthus, a fine and lovely tree.
"Nai" meant "to be."
"Fen" meant "fragrant."
Put together, how was that not elegant?
Still, Guinaifen had to take her viewers' opinions into account.
While they were out shopping that afternoon, Guinaifen had mentioned her dilemma, and Sushang had given her the nickname Little Gui.
Guinaifen thought it was absolutely wonderful. It suited her lively, exuberant personality perfectly.
She had given Sushang a nickname too: Sushang.
If Sushang arrived late, they could say she had made a "Sushang-fashionably-late" entrance.
Sushang didn't like posting comments while watching livestreams. Quiet companionship was her thing.
Just then, her mother sent her a message.
Sushang had been on the Luofu for a day now, and her mother was very concerned about how she was doing.
So Sushang ran outside and replied to her mother's messages in the Bamboo Grove.
Fu Xuan had specifically told her earlier that, for confidentiality reasons, she couldn't disclose anything about her work, even to her family.
Thus, Sushang glossed over it vaguely, saying only that the atmosphere at work was good, her seniors were considerate, and she would definitely gain valuable experience