Chapter 4: Northern Sauce on the Offensive

Feng Qixi was a girl who loved chatting on QQ, and today she had just tidied up her phone. Staring at the empty expression zone, she was left speechless. She opened a sticker website, browsing through all kinds of emoticons—mostly cartoon characters or simple symbolic faces.

“Isn’t there anything more interesting?” Feng Qixi clicked on the new stickers and discovered one that stood out from the rest.

“Beifang-chan? It costs ten yuan?!” Feng Qixi stared in surprise at the price. The other new stickers were only one or two yuan at most, but this one was ten.

She previewed Beifang-chan’s sticker set, and her eyes lit up. The full-color version of Beifang-chan was adorable, unlike anything she’d seen before.

“So many, and all uploaded today—impressive.” The more Feng Qixi looked at Beifang-chan’s expressions, the more she found them cute. There were thirty more than a typical sticker pack.

“Oh well, I’ll just buy it.” She gazed at the various Beifang-chan expressions, imagining how cute they’d look printed on a T-shirt or turned into a pillow.

After paying, she proceeded to download and review the stickers, filling in her thoughts directly.

...

Just like Feng Qixi, whether boy or girl, everyone who saw Beifang-chan’s stickers was charmed by their cuteness.

Within half a day, downloads surpassed a hundred!

According to the sticker revenue split, Yun Xuan would earn five hundred yuan that afternoon alone.

And this was just the beginning—achieving such results on the first day of uploading was already remarkable.

Feng Qixi’s comment was pinned, and other buyers chimed in, saying that if Beifang-chan merchandise appeared, they would buy it without hesitation.

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QQ Company, Sticker Group.

This small team consisted of three people, responsible for sticker review and related matters.

“Leader, these stickers seem pretty good. It’s only the first day, and downloads have already crossed a hundred and fifty—should we recommend them?” Team member A looked at Beifang-chan’s stickers in amazement.

“Let’s put them on the homepage and see how they do. I have a feeling these might surpass the usual cartoon stickers.” The team leader joked.

“Beifang-chan’s sticker set is impressive, but if it actually makes the leaderboard, that would be a miracle.” Team member B grinned.

...

Yun Xuan and Lin Qingyu chatted until noon, mostly Lin Qingyu talking while Yun Xuan listened.

Lunch was also cooked by Lin Qingyu, and it tasted excellent.

Tomorrow was the weekend, and Yun Xuan planned to go out and see firsthand how comics and novels influenced people in this world.

“Xuan-kun, thank you for inviting me out tomorrow. I’ll definitely come and call for you.” Lin Qingyu waved with a smile and walked into the nearby two-story house.

In this less bustling area, owning a house was impressive, and Yun Xuan’s was bought with almost all of Yun Xun’er’s savings.

Lin Qingyu’s family was well-off; her father was a senior engineer.

...

After seeing Lin Qingyu off, Yun Xuan returned to his room.

He turned on the computer and logged into the sticker website.

“What, three hundred and fifty?” Yun Xuan stared at the download count in astonishment.

Most sticker packs were made by the original manga authors or QQ itself, with very few privately created packs.

Earning money from stickers was nearly impossible.

Yun Xuan’s pack had thirty more stickers than others, making the price reasonable, especially with the full-color Beifang-chan.

Seeing a withdrawable balance exceeding seventeen hundred yuan, Yun Xuan realized Beifang-chan was no ordinary sticker set.

Less than a day, seventeen hundred? The earning speed was astonishing.

Reading users’ comments reminded Yun Xuan that this was another source of income, like selling tags.

“Homepage recommended stickers? Let’s see how far Beifang-chan can go.” Yun Xuan smiled; the more downloads, the higher his earnings.

Beifang-chan could have countless expressions—this was just the first batch, with a second to boost its popularity.

If it made the download rankings, then he’d truly earn his first pot of gold.

...

Evening came, and Yun Xuan met his sister Yun Xun’er.

She wore a gray business suit, black stockings wrapped around her calves, glasses on her nose, and her hair tied in a single ponytail, looking very capable.

Her skin was fair, her features exquisite, radiating the aura of a mature woman. A faint fragrance surrounded her, and her presence was imposing—far beyond what Yun Xue, the young girl, could compare.

“Sis, you’re finally back. Was work tiring today?” Yun Xue greeted Yun Xun’er, pulling her to sit and massaging her back and shoulders.

“Xue’er, you’re being so nice—are you asking for something for Xiao Xuan again?” Yun Xun’er closed her eyes, enjoying the moment, smiling.

Previously, Yun Xuan bought manga thanks to Yun Xue’s request. Yun Xuan himself felt a little ashamed; he was a boy, yet still relied on his sister’s money.

“No, it’s not that brother wants anything. It’s just, Xun’er sis, since it’s the holidays, could we… go out together?” Yun Xue looked expectantly at Yun Xun’er.

“You guys’ holidays are the busiest time for me… but I can’t refuse my adorable little sister’s request.” Yun Xun’er smiled at Yun Xue’s hopeful expression.

“Xun’er sis…” Yun Xue blushed, glancing at Yun Xuan.

“Cough, Xun’er sis, I’m full.” Yun Xuan went upstairs, unable to stand the presence of these two beautiful girls in his home.

“Xiao Xuan, if you have any difficulties, tell us. Don’t forget—we’re family,” Yun Xun’er said softly.

“Yes, I know, Xun’er sis.” Yun Xuan paused, turned back, and smiled.

...

Upstairs, Yun Xuan closed the door.

“If they knew I’m no longer the Yun Xuan they once knew, would they still treat me so well?” Yun Xuan pondered, shaking his head. Sooner or later, he’d have to clear things up.

He turned on the computer and checked the downloads—they’d reached five hundred. He shut the computer, picked up his phone, logged onto Xuanwen website, bookmarked several top-ranked fantasy novels, and started reading.

It must be said, the cultural level of this world differed from his previous one. Here, fantasy novels’ moves and obscure terms were real obstacles. There was no “reborn in another world;” all stories started from humble origins and climbed step by step to the peak, with hardships and setbacks that tugged at the heart.

In his previous world, such novels would be considered “protagonist abuse,” but here, they were perfectly acceptable, even resonating with readers.

Yun Xuan rolled his eyes. The endings were happy and complete, but the journey was nothing but a rugged path, full of suffering and exhaustion.

“Looks like I’ll have to change this world’s fantasy novels myself,” Yun Xuan glanced at the exchange points and resolved to study hard… Pff, no, to complete his tasks properly.

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