Chapter 259 : Get Up and Go Back to Sleep
Chapter 259: Get Up and Go Back to Sleep
It had to be said, there was a reason Liu Rushuang could blurt out such bold and racy words from time to time—she was born that way!
Mrs. Cheng was only older now, but had she been a little younger, on the same “Rushuang Empress” track, Liu Rushuang might have been forced to take second place.
To think Liu Rushuang won second place in a contest to imitate herself—what kind of logic was that?
Seeing her mother, Mrs. Cheng, react this way, Liu Rushuang instantly felt a headache coming on.
Of course, she knew about her mother’s “plastic sisterhood” with Mrs. Jiang. When their two families first met, their relationship had been rather good. At that time, her mother was still young and could even outshine Auntie Jiang in looks, so naturally they got along well. That had been her mother’s source of pride for years.
But a few years ago, because of Yuan Hua’s matter, the two families couldn’t come to an agreement and slowly grew distant. Even so, her mother and Auntie Jiang still occasionally played cards together in private. At least, on the surface, their relationship seemed passable.
Yet the affection had clearly faded. To make matters worse, not long ago, Mrs. Jiang’s skin had suddenly improved—she looked several years younger all at once. That had completely shattered her mother’s pride. She had clearly held the upper hand in appearance her whole life, only to be overtaken now. Who could stand that? Especially for a woman like her mother, who valued her looks above all else.
And now, hearing this news, Mrs. Cheng felt even worse. Furious to the point of trembling, she made Liu Rushuang want to laugh and cry at the same time.
If anyone should be upset about this, shouldn’t it be her? Why was her mother the one so worked up?
“No way! You find some time and have him come over to the house. I refuse to believe it—I can lose to anyone, but not to her, you hear me?
If you can’t handle a man, Mom will help you!”
Suddenly, Mrs. Cheng grabbed her daughter’s hand and spoke firmly, her eyes full of determination.
She might lose to others, but she wouldn’t lose in spirit. If someone else had something, she had to have it too—no way was she letting that Mrs. Jiang stand above her.
“Mom~ stop it already. With the relationship we have, how am I supposed to invite him over?” Liu Rushuang rubbed her forehead helplessly, feeling utterly defeated by her mother.
Sure, she’d always been competitive, but did that really have to extend to this?
“I don’t care! I need to see him soon. How that happens—that’s your problem.” Mrs. Cheng immediately started acting spoiled and unreasonable.
Liu Rushuang rolled her eyes at her mother, too exasperated to speak.
Meanwhile, Lin Mo put down his phone, looking puzzled. Liu Rushuang had just called to ask if he’d gone to Miss Yuan’s house today. He hadn’t done anything wrong—so what was there to hide?
Before he could even ask how she knew, she had already hung up.
“Did she... install a tracker on me or something?”
Unable to figure it out, he decided not to think about it. He went back to grinding tasks. With triple speed activated, there were only a few episodes left.
Over on Sichuan Girl’s side, Li Shiya finally went live again after a week’s break. The moment she started streaming, a flood of viewers rushed into the chatroom.
And the barrage of comments was shockingly unified.
【Hand Bro】
【Where’s Hand Bro? Tell him to come out!】
【I’m a Hand Bro fan—Streamer, do the right thing and move aside!】
【Are we drawing today? I came to see how fast those hands move!】
【Hurry up! He’s about to show up!】
The comments kept rolling, yet few people seemed to care about Li Shiya herself. Once known for attracting male fans with her looks, she was now surrounded by a swarm of female fans.
“Not drawing today. Hand Bro isn’t feeling well, but if you want a portrait, leave your photo in the comments. The one with the most likes—I’ll have Hand Bro draw it for you.”
Li Shiya, using her alt account, interacted with her viewers skillfully. She was already well-accustomed to this kind of streaming, and the title 【Hand Bro】 no longer fazed her. Clearly, her fans hadn’t slacked off this past week—they’d only grown more passionate.
After all, he’d even met that big sister who calculated everything by the gram—this little flood of comments was nothing to him.
Miss Yuan took the lead in the live chat, sending gifts like a true boss—determined to return the money she’d earned from the rich while splitting the ordinary viewers’ money seventy-thirty.
Wang Chu handled logistics at the side, busy editing clips for short videos. If he didn’t move fast, some netizen would upload the footage first. He had to be the first to post to capture more traffic.
Two hours flew by, and Sichuan Girl’s stream finally ended. Though the session started hotter than last time with even more viewers, once they learned 【Hand Bro】 wasn’t appearing and there’d be no drawing segment today, the hype cooled considerably.
Even so, the final viewer count was still higher than before—a pretty good outcome overall.
“Looks like it’s not you they like—it’s Lin Mo. As expected, appearance-based streamers just don’t have the reach of skill-based ones.” Miss Yuan shook her head and sighed as Li Shiya came out.
Li Shiya’s popularity had started with her looks, but aside from that, she didn’t really have any special talent. Her streams mostly involved chatting idly on camera.
That worked fine for a while, but over time, viewers would inevitably get bored and leave. Simply put, she couldn’t retain an audience.
Instead, the clips he had posted, though short, were quite entertaining, and the view counts were all excellent.
“Of course! Who could possibly outshine Old Mo? I seriously suspect he’s the Holy Body of the Internet—clearly not a content creator, yet every now and then he blows up online. Even going home on October 1st and getting stuck in traffic made him trend. He’s a natural-born talent!
Just wait—tomorrow, we’ll have him draw something and ride the wave of traffic. Wang Chu, I’m counting on you for the video edits—get them out as fast as you can.” Sichuan Girl sighed and then reminded him seriously.
At her words, Wang Chu, seated in front of his computer, made an “OK” gesture, indicating that he was already grinding away.
He was waiting for Sichuan Girl to pay his wages so he could finally go out and treat himself to a good meal.
“Hey? When you went home this time, your family didn’t find out you’re actually Li Shiya, right?” Miss Yuan asked curiously.
Sichuan Girl waved her hand. “Of course not! I behaved myself the whole time. When I ran into old classmates back home, I didn’t even play on my phone in front of them. My dad just said my hair’s gotten too long and told me to cut it. Said I’m not getting any younger and should start caring about my image—otherwise, it’ll be hard to find a partner back home.”
Hearing that, Miss Yuan gave Sichuan Girl a once-over. Aside from being as flat as she was, her long face was truly beautiful. Even as a woman, she had to admit—someone who looked like that was hard not to be moved by.
But thinking about Sichuan Girl dating someone was almost unimaginable. With Li Shiya’s looks, dating a girl would be thrilling—but dating a guy? That sounded even more exciting.
“Being not so young isn’t scary—what’s scary is having something else too small. As long as you’re not into men, your chances are still great, haha!” Miss Yuan patted Sichuan Girl’s shoulder with a grin.
Sichuan Girl: .
Lies didn’t hurt people—truths were the real sharp blades. What Miss Yuan said might have been crude, but it was true.
After the stream, Miss Yuan went upstairs, while Wang Chu stayed overnight to work on the video edits.
Meanwhile, Lin Mo finally finished his pre-tasks and closed his eyes to feel the results.
“No reaction? Do I really have to wait until Wednesday?” He wandered around the kitchen but found nothing unusual, muttering to himself.
He had completed every pre-task exactly as required—so all that was left was to wait for midnight.
Thinking this, Lin Mo fought off drowsiness and curled up on the sofa to stay awake. Ever since he’d fixed his sleep schedule, he started getting sleepy after ten.
Finally, as time ticked by, the clock struck midnight—Wednesday. In that instant, Lin Mo felt a loud buzz in his head.
The sensation this time was stronger than ever before. Knowledge of countless cuisines, every cooking method, and ingredient selection exploded in his mind all at once.
Even his hands trembled slightly for a while before finally calming down. Then, he realized—he could now perfectly carve intricate patterns into any ingredient with a kitchen knife.
A moment later, staring at his hands, Lin Mo rushed to the kitchen. This time, he didn’t need to follow any tutorial videos. As soon as his hands touched an ingredient, the cooking methods for it instantly surfaced in his mind.
Soon, the sound of ‘du du du’ chopping echoed through the kitchen.
Before long, a rich fragrance filled the air. An hour later, a plate of Dongpo Pork was ready.
‘Gulp.’
Staring at the dish, Lin Mo swallowed hard, picked up a piece, and—ignoring the heat—popped it straight into his mouth.
Instantly, an indescribable flavor exploded in his senses. It was so overwhelming that he almost heard the background music of 《The Great Wall of Ten Thousand Miles》 in his mind.
He had eaten Dongpo Pork before, of course. In fact, he used to think that no matter how skilled the chef, that dish only had so much room for improvement.
But now he realized how terribly wrong he’d been. The skill 【Wednesday’s God of Cooking】 truly lived up to its name—worthy of the title “Chef God.”
Aside from not glowing like in Cooking Master Boy, Lin Mo really felt like a divine chef at this moment.
After just one bite, he knew it—his plan to open a restaurant was solid. With flavors like this, he could easily sustain a high-end private dining business.
He quickly finished the meat, threw on his shoes, and hurried downstairs—straight to Miss Yuan’s house.
‘Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!’
“Yuan Jie, wake up! Open the door!”
Lin Mo entered the passcode and knocked on Miss Yuan’s bedroom door. Thankfully, he knew the code to the living room door; otherwise, with that soundproofing, she might not have heard him.
Soon, Miss Yuan opened the door, wearing a Squirtle pajama set, rubbing her sleepy eyes, and glaring darkly. “If you don’t have a good reason, Yuan Jie will make you into minced meat tonight.”
Even young people couldn’t always stay up till 1:30 a.m.
“Good news! Come downstairs to my place—you’re in for a surprise!”
Saying that, Lin Mo grabbed Miss Yuan and headed straight downstairs to Sichuan Girl’s apartment. He entered her code without hesitation—he wasn’t nearly as polite with her.
He pushed open the bedroom door, walked right to Sichuan Girl’s bed, and patted her face.
“Mm~~ what the—what are you doing?!”
Half-asleep, Sichuan Girl blinked blearily, only to see a figure looming by her bed. She nearly wet her pants in fright—who wouldn’t be scared to see that in the middle of the night?
The next second, Lin Mo’s words crushed her last bit of sanity. “Nothing, just get up—and go back to sleep again!”
Sichuan Girl: ???
“You’re out of your mind!”