Bab 75: 70. Ingenious Strategies

There were five minutes left until seven o'clock.

Mou Keyan pushed open the door, walked into her live streaming room, pulled out the pink ergonomic chair, and sat down in the center of the screen.

The computer was on, the Douyu live streaming companion software and broadcasting parameters had already been set up in advance.

The camera was working, the microphone was working, the fill light was working, everything was normal.

She turned her head, glancing habitually toward the door, but the main bedroom door was tightly closed.

Alright then.

Mou Keyan gathered her emotions, took a deep breath, and grasped the mouse.

Her wrist was stiff, and she seemed... a bit nervous.

But it wasn't her first time dancing in front of an audience.

How could the number of people in the live streaming room compare to the tens of thousands of eyes throughout the entire university?

What in the world was she nervous about?