On the eve of the meeting.
In the pitch-black night,
Room 301, Dongyang Residence.
The lights in Tang Hua's small apartment were shining brightly.
She no longer cared about the electricity bill.
The environment in the room was no longer suitable for cockroaches to survive.
The completely renovated apartment,
Both inside and out, reflected her refreshed self.
The rent could almost be paid in advance,
With a hefty sum of 50,000 yuan in her possession.
Completely,
She had been "fattened up" by her boss.
"Fufufu..."
Tang Hua was full of energy.
Standing in the center of the room, she smiled radiantly.
"Today, I must complete the boss's task. Of course, I’ll go above and beyond."
Her alluring body twirled in front of the full-length mirror, admiring her well-maintained self.
The more she looked, the more beautiful she felt,
The more she looked, the more delighted she became.
Indeed, good sleep paired with a healthy mindset could make a person shine.
"Hehe... Money is really great."
Tang Hua chuckled softly, murmuring, "The boss is so good to me."
She knew that the final payment Lu Qing had given her far exceeded the market rate, including a significant amount of "personal favor."
This favor concealed a hidden affection in his heart.
"The boss is willing to give me more money."
"The total amount he’s given me has exceeded '91,500 yuan.'"
"And that other person only received '20,000 yuan' in support, but under my design, even that 20,000 yuan no longer belongs to her, effectively becoming mine."
"Therefore, in the boss's eyes, she’s worth '0 yuan.'"
[Completely·Not a threat.]
Tang Hua was very satisfied.
She was very pleased with the intricate web she had slowly woven.
Although she wasn’t the smartest,
She made up for it with immense patience.
Tang Hua believed, [As long as I take one step at a time, as long as I give my all and push my limits to complete every task the boss assigns, then in the end, the one who stays by the boss’s side will definitely be me.]
"Hehe."
Tang Hua felt even more confident.
"Today’s task is to record an L2D promotional motion capture video for the boss."
But obviously, a standard VTuber avatar showcase wouldn’t be enough to captivate the seasoned viewers.
Although the purple heterochromatic succubus prototype she created was powerful—so powerful that a single glance could trap the VTuber fans in an illusion—
There was still a portion of the VTuber audience who didn’t just focus on the avatar. They had higher demands; they wanted to see the "person behind the avatar’s performance."
This instantly filtered out most VTubers, as they couldn’t meet the hidden needs of this group.
And coincidentally, the ones who were truly willing to spend money often emerged from this group.
After all, "If you don’t move me, why should I send you gifts?"
This was one of the unspoken rules among the wealthy viewers, something only experienced VTubers and operators could understand.
Although Tang Hua didn’t have Bai Xing’s level of experience, she could slowly figure it out. If she wanted to create a forward-looking video that exceeded the boss’s expectations, she had to bring out the full potential of the "prototype" in the video.
Not only that, but it would be best to include showcases that other avatars couldn’t achieve, to possess "irreplaceability."
"What do I have that others don’t?"
Tang Hua pondered seriously.
This question seemed simple, but it required deep thought.
The avatar was already a 1:1 replica, so the external aspects were complete.
What remained was to showcase some "special skills" in the video.
What were her special skills?
Tang Hua thought for a moment.
She quickly realized,
Apart from drawing, she was also skilled at photography and posing.
These skills, when combined with "motion capture" in the VTuber world, could be perfectly integrated.
That is—
"Using her experience as a cosplayer to create every frame of the video as if it were a photoshoot."
In other words, meticulously refining every movement in front of the camera, treating each motion like a dance, carefully crafted and polished.
Approaching the motion capture with the dedication of a choreographer, ensuring every smile and gesture could captivate the audience.
Although Tang Hua had never studied dance, she was very proficient in "camera presence." Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been able to take photos that exuded such allure every time.
Now, with the avatar as a layer of disguise, she could fully unleash herself under the identity of a virtual succubus, no longer restrained.
"Hehe... Today, I’m going to pour my soul into it."
She opened the small box containing the "Maidolia" black seductive succubus cosplay outfit (complete with horns) that Lu Qing had bought, and gazed at the exquisite costume neatly arranged inside, swallowing hard.
"The boss is really..."
"If you wanted to see this, why didn’t you just tell me directly?"
"It’s not like I wouldn’t wear it for you."
Her face flushed with heat as she carefully lifted the high-quality outfit from the box, holding it up and examining it.
She felt a mix of embarrassment and excitement.
It had been a long time since she’d worn something so daring.
"Boss... hehe..."
Actually.
After the boss left last time, she couldn’t resist opening the box and taking a look.
But back then, she thought about keeping it sealed forever, just looking, not wearing it,
Treating it as a treasure.
Now it was different.
Now the boss had given a new order.
The new order was to record a short video of the succubus avatar.
So, in Tang Hua’s mind—
"If I’m going to record as a succubus, I must first become a succubus."
[If I don’t become a succubus, how can the succubus I portray be authentic? How can I satisfy the boss?]
[Therefore, I must cosplay as a succubus, immerse myself in the role, prepare mentally, study the habits and expressions of a succubus, embody the succubus,
And then perform the necessary movements to create a video that exceeds the boss’s expectations, to make this succubus avatar shine.]
Otherwise, it wouldn’t be considered a full performance.
Mm.
Tang Hua’s thoughts were clear.
Now standing in front of the mirror, she took out a tripod and set up the recording equipment.
Then, from the wardrobe, she retrieved a plastic mannequin head stand, placed the wig on it, and prepared to style the succubus’s purple hair herself.
After all, she had always avoided going out to interact with photographers, afraid of being taken advantage of or subjected to unwarranted advances.
So, all of Tang Hua’s cosplays were done at home, in this small apartment, where she played multiple roles—
Makeup artist, wig stylist, model, and photographer.
[If I do everything myself, I don’t have to interact with outsiders.]
This aligned perfectly with Lu Qing’s philosophy.
In a sense, she was a "dual-purpose machine."
—[A powerhouse in the art world, a bomber in the cosplay scene.]
...
...
"Great. Next..."
She quickly and skillfully prepared herself.
She styled her long hair, put on the horns, and even attached the small bat-like succubus wings, along with an arrow-shaped heart tail on her backside.
"The makeup is done too. Now for the poses..."
She turned on the camera, aimed it at herself, and set the timer for automatic shots.
She decided to start by taking 300 simple photos to test the "camera presence" of her succubus form.
She couldn’t afford to be careless in this matter.
Before putting on the avatar, she would first take the cosplay photos.
After all, these weren’t for outsiders, but...
—[A gift of gratitude, exclusively for the boss.]
"If I wear this outfit to welcome him and make it up to him the next time he visits, will it make the boss feel a little more pleased?"
The considerate Tang Hua thought to herself.
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e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"

grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"