hotmtlnovel Chapter 158: Xu Wenbin is a big troll
Chapter 158: Xu Wenbin is a big troll
Chapter 158: Xu Wenbin is a big troll
Xu Qing crafted a sample of "fabric" using small steel rings, then sketched a conceptual diagram on paper. Once satisfied, he shut off the camera and looked up, noticing Jiang He resting her chin on her hands, observing him.
Only Jiang He would find something so mundane interesting...
Xu Qing didn’t continue squeezing the steel rings with pliers. Instead, he opened his editing software to work on the video he’d just filmed. He sped up the repetitive parts, cut unnecessary segments, and compressed the ten-plus-minute footage into about five minutes. Then, he uploaded it to Lazy Lord Qing and sent Jiang He the link.
Jiang He preferred using WeChat over Penguin (Tencent's other platform). Her WeChat name and avatar were the same as her Penguin handle, Graceful Dance. Sometimes, seeing Jiang He with her hair down, sitting by the window bathed in sunlight, Xu Qing felt that her name suited her perfectly.
"Are you planning to livestream?" Jiang He asked after watching the video. It featured Xu Qing demonstrating how to squeeze the steel rings together to form a sleeve, explaining the process as he worked.
Turning one’s interests into a career sounded pretty good to her. She was beginning to understand Xu Qing’s emphasis on doing what one loved.
If she could earn money while learning to cook, it would mean not having to pay tuition and even making a living in the process. The thought alone felt like a dream.
“This isn’t livestreaming,” Xu Qing corrected. “Livestreaming is when you turn on the camera and let people watch you do it in real time. This is just recording a video.”
“That’s easy—I could do that too,” Jiang He said after watching the video. She eagerly grabbed the pliers to try her hand at it. “Can I help with this?” she asked expectantly.
“You...” Xu Qing hesitated before responding, “You can, but I wouldn’t recommend it.”
“Why not?”
“Because all you’d do is make the sleeve. You don’t know how to shoot or edit videos. It’d just be grunt work for me. Even if the sleeve turns out fine, you wouldn’t learn anything from the process except how to build hand strength.”
“Oh...” Jiang He looked at Xu Qing as he resumed working on the steel rings. Without pressing further, she stepped back and plopped onto the couch, continuing to watch him.
Right now, Xu Qing reminded her of one of those meticulous craftsmen in short videos, dedicated to creating random but oddly fascinating objects.
Lazy Lord Qing... it did kind of fit him.
If she helped, the work would go much faster, but as Xu Qing said, it would be pointless—just a waste of time. Even if the outfit turned out well, it would only sit at home, unworn. At most, they’d take a few photos of it.
Yet, Xu Qing managed to turn these activities into meaningful videos. Why was that? Jiang He pondered this question and finally asked him.
“Read seriously. The biggest difference between readers and non-readers is this: non-readers can only blame themselves, while readers can blame the heavens, the earth, and society—but not themselves.”
Xu Qing chuckled at the thought of the joke and smiled.
Although he could accept Jiang He being illiterate, it was better if she became smarter. That would benefit both of them.
By evening, Xu Qing had finished crafting a palm-sized piece of the sleeve. He put away his tools and steel rings, pulled out his phone, and checked WeChat. Qin Hao had sent a series of voice messages not long ago.
“D***, are you seriously making armor?!”
“Can you actually finish it? Make it bigger so I can try it on!”
“That’s awesome!”
Qin Hao’s voice was brimming with excitement. This was something they’d fantasized about back in the day—along with the idea of hammering out an Iron Man suit, though that was far more difficult, and Xu Qing had no intention of attempting it.
Listening to the messages, Xu Qing laughed and replied with a voice message, “Why are you keeping tabs on me every day?”
“Come on. I came home to find my dad glued to his phone, watching your videos and asking me what you were up to. That’s how I found out,” Qin Hao replied quickly.
“Why’s your dad watching my videos?” Xu Qing was confused.
Could Qin Maocai really be glued to Bilibili every day? That’d be... wild.
“The thing is, your dad taught my dad how to use the app. Watch out what you post—those two are always watching,” Qin Hao said, clearly enjoying the situation. A moment later, he called directly.
“I passed by the complex’s benches today after work and saw our dads sitting together. One was watching dance videos, the other looking at antiques, nitpicking the content. Dude, I didn’t know your dad was an internet troll! He’s even been muted by people!”
What?!
Xu Qing was stunned.
Wait a minute... so the random guy in the comments section constantly saying "post more" and arguing with Wenbin was probably Qin Maocai?