The Top Star Fell for Me at First Sight After I Transmigrated as a Dog-Like Streamer - Chapter 47

Chapter 47: Jumping Despite the Warning

Perhaps because he caught the lunchtime lull, the post didn’t get any replies for quite a while. He simply buried his head under the covers and continued his nap.

When he woke up, it was already past 4 PM. Matt wasn’t in the room; judging by the sound, he was in the hallway outside on a call. Bai Xun tilted his head to look out the window—it was gloomy, with signs that it was about to rain.

Bai Xun yawned and picked up his phone. The 99+ notifications stayed on the main screen, still increasing.

The sleepiness vanished instantly. He clicked the app; in just two hours, the comments had exceeded a thousand.

The top few comments had over two thousand likes. Bai Xun scanned through them—most were joking around, with only a few answering seriously.

[It’s normal for very good friends to have some inexplicable possessiveness. Feeling a tightness in your chest might be because you’re worried your current relationship or special treatment will be replaced. It’s a normal phenomenon, but once it starts, it’s really hard to regulate.]

[Honestly, if a friend is that good to you, I think they’ve got feelings for you. Plus, based on the title, I bet they’re just saying they ‘might’ date in the future, right? Are they testing you? Blogger, just give in already.]

[Does that really happen between friends? No wonder my bestie looks weird every time I say I want to date.]

[It’s not weird? My best bro got a girlfriend before, and she often joined our dinners. He’s great, she’s great, we share the same values. Now they’re married and we still hang out. Why would you feel ‘blocked’? Do you really see him as just a friend? Or do you want him to do well but are afraid he’ll do too well?]

[Blogger, are you a guy or a girl? Is your friend a guy or a girl? Actually, it doesn’t matter, everyone is open-minded now. The core issue is figuring out your mindset toward ‘them’ and vice versa. If there’s an information gap, it’s bad for either side.]

…

As he read, the anxiety grew. He had thought their interaction was just daily life between best friends, but now it seemed… a bit too good.

Does Brother Yu really have other ideas?

Comparing himself to the many halos surrounding Brother Yu—Bai Xun felt he was average-looking and not particularly quick-witted. At most, he had a bit of a business and filming background. He had happened to help out, but surely Brother Yu couldn’t have those feelings for him.

Right?

Bai Xun’s CPU was running at full speed. He looked at his reflection on the phone screen again and again, but still couldn’t see anything about his face that could attract Yu Congyue.

He scrolled more comments; most were asking for details. He didn’t dare answer, fearing he’d leave a trail for the all-powerful netizens to track him down. It was messy enough already.

Before clicking the logout button, driven by his instinct to “find business opportunities,” he checked the top creators on this platform. Most were beauty and relationship vloggers. The trend of live-stream commerce hadn’t fully penetrated yet, and even the basic “storefront” feature wasn’t live.

He checked the platform’s background info. It was less than two years old but clearly trending upward.

The gloom from earlier vanished. Bai Xun stopped obsessing over whether Yu Congyue had “those” feelings. Even if he did, it wasn’t a bad thing for Bai Xun. Instead of wasting time on a question where he couldn’t possibly lose out, he’d rather seize the moment to make more money.

“Oh? You’re awake, Xiaobai. Hungry? Want something to eat?” Matt finished his call and walked in to see Bai Xun with a complex expression. Thinking he was hungry, Matt rushed to heat up some food.

“No, no, I’m not hungry, don’t run off!” Bai Xun spent a good while convincing Matt before the assistant calmed down. “I mainly wanted to ask…”

He paused for a few seconds.

He had originally wanted to draft a proposal for Yu Congyue’s team to link up with this platform. The existing “Xiaodou” video platform was already mature with a stable user base—finding a new entry point there was hard.

“Little Sweet Potato” (Xiao Di Gua), as a new platform, was currently far smaller than Xiaodou. The fastest way to rise would be to leverage established content, combined with Yu’s overseas e-commerce business. If they were lucky, they could expand globally, snatching user range from other platforms. The money would flow even faster…

But it was risky. Even if this world’s platforms mirrored his original world’s giants, he couldn’t guarantee their path to success would be identical. As much as he wanted to repay Yu Congyue as quickly as possible, he couldn’t let him waste money on an unknown situation.

“Ask what?” Matt pressed.

“Ask when I can be discharged. If I stay here doing nothing, I’m really going to grow mold…” Bai Xun used a convenient excuse.

“I’ll go ask the doctor. Hang on.”

Watching Matt leave, Bai Xun closed his eyes and rubbed his temples. After searching the official website and finding the “Little Sweet Potato” business team, he organized his thoughts and sent a voice note to Tracy.

“Sister Tracy, I have an idea I want to report to you. It’s regarding a project with a platform called ‘Little Sweet Potato’…”

…

With the doctor’s orders as backup, Matt “confiscated” his phone on a schedule, making him sleep early and wake up early, nap for an hour at noon, and look into the distance from the terrace after meals. After five days of this healthy “suffering,” Bai Xun passed all checks and was finally allowed to go home.

Back in the familiar house, the air was full of scents that put him at ease. He pushed himself up from the wheelchair handles and hopped easily onto the soft sofa he’d been dreaming of. He accidentally bumped his leg and let out a sharp “Ow!” before calming down and stretching out in a comfortable position.

“Matt, stop being busy, come enjoy the sofa,” Bai Xun muttered while hugging a pillow and scrolling his phone. “You have no idea how hard that ‘healthy schedule’ was.”

“It was hard because your previous schedule was a mess. The doctor was right.” Matt sat down, checking his to-do list. “Two days after surgery, your face was horribly pale and you were listless. Look how lively you are now.”

“Aiya, I’m tough. Besides, I wasn’t just working; I was playing with my phone most of the time.” Bai Xun yawned. “Plus, Brother Yu has been so busy he’s practically invisible. If I keep slacking off, my conscience will hurt.”

“Pro-tip: President Yu is healthy, exercises, and has a great body. Pulling an occasional all-nighter isn’t a problem for him.” Matt brought out some washed fruit. “Xiaobai, when was the last time you exercised?”

“Matt, I think the weather is quite nice today…” Bai Xun diverted the topic, looking out the balcony at the gloomy sky. He popped a grape into his mouth. “Okay, okay, I know, I’ll pay attention…”

“Don’t just talk. President Yu instructed me to monitor your hospital-style rest for the next week. I will be strict.” Matt didn’t miss Bai Xun’s broken expression. He happily ate a handful of blueberries. “Anyway, I have good news for you.”

“Unless it’s letting me use my phone more… no news matters to me…” Bai Xun wailed, stroking his phone case.

“Is that so? I was going to tell you that Tracy already connected with the business team at Little Sweet Potato. They’re meeting their BD team on the 4th of next month. Hey, hey, hey! Xiaobai, take it easy!”

Bai Xun had just rushed the proposal two days ago, and they were already in contact. He nearly rolled off the sofa in excitement.

“The team’s efficiency is so high, truly a big company…” Bai Xun clicked the file. Due to the “healthy schedule,” he hadn’t had much time, only producing a simple framework. He had submitted it just to see what happened; he hadn’t expected them to refine it and book a meeting in a day and a half.

Amidst the excitement, the anxiety he’d been ignoring surged back. He scrolled through his phone—from scripts to proposals to Xiaodou videos. He felt a bit panicked.

The Yu Group was top-tier, but they had many competitors. Within two months, the commercial trends he’d spotted were firmly grasped by Yu and TaoMai, giving him a false sense of security.

Then, he swiped onto a new “Career Challenge” series. The editing and script were amateur, but it was a wake-up call. Bai Xun realized he wasn’t unique. His only advantage was being first—utilizing the golden window to make money.

“Xiaobai, is your leg hurting again?” Matt saw him frowning. “I shouldn’t have told you. I’ll call the doctor—”

“I’m fine, Matt. Can I apply to go to the orphanage the day after tomorrow to film a new video? It’s been half a month. If I don’t update, the fans will all run away.” Bai Xun showed him the declining back-end data with a piteous look.

“No. You haven’t rested enough. The doctor said at least a week of observation before going out.” Matt refused instantly.

“It’s just filming. TaoMai’s people will be there…”

“No. Follow doctor’s orders…”

“Matt… best Matt… Matt who is about to get a raise and promotion… please…”

Just as Matt was about to report this to Yu Congyue, the door opened.

“Brother Yu! You’re back so early?” Bai Xun let go of Matt and tried to prop himself up to greet him.

“Don’t move, I’m coming to you.” Yu Congyue hung his scarf by the door and walked quickly to sit on a low stool in front of Bai Xun. “You’re discharged today; of course I had to come back early.”

Matt saw Yu Congyue and slipped out after a quick greeting.

“What were you two talking about? You scared Matt so much he ran away.” Yu Congyue moved the fruit bowl to the coffee table. Before he could turn around, Bai Xun grabbed his arm and shook it.

“Brother, I want to film the fourth episode of Career Challenge. Matt won’t let me…”

“Then he did a good job. You really should rest.” Yu Congyue tried to be reasonable.

“But it won’t be much work! The TaoMai volunteers do most of it. I promise nothing will happen.”

With previous experience, Yu Congyue refused to turn around and look at Bai Xun’s face, fearing he’d lose his bottom line and soften again.

“Brother Yu… Brother… please. My followers are really dropping… by the time my leg is better, who knows how many will be left…”

The voice behind him grew smaller, carrying a hint of a sob.

“…Stop crying. Fine. But I’m going with you the day after tomorrow. If you refuse, the deal is off.”

Yu Congyue knew how important the account was to him. He sighed and offered a compromise. He turned around to offer some comfort, only to see a face wearing a massive, radiant grin.

He’d fallen for it again.