There were four Beastmen in the livestream: an enthusiastic red fox, an obedient white cat, a cold black panther, and a cute rabbit.

Each Beastman had to dance for the duration of one song. However, if someone was willing to spend money to let them skip, the Beastman could stop dancing, take a break, and interact with their fans in the livestream.

The other three Beastmen all had their top supporters present, which put the White Cat Boy, who didn’t, in a tough spot.

And his top supporter was none other than Jiang Zheyu.

"Sister Yu Yu, you’re here." The White Cat Boy, looking utterly innocent in a white shirt and black pants, gazed harmlessly at the camera. He was already covered in sweat from dancing, and his eyes were a little red as if he was about to cry. "Are they doing this on purpose today? Their sisters are all here, but they’re bullying me because my sister isn’t."

"Oh dear, our little kitty is so aggrieved." The off-camera host’s voice came through. "Our Sister Yu Yu will be here any moment to save our little kitty from his suffering."

The White Cat Boy also looked at the camera expectantly.

Jiang Zheyu: ...

’I’m broke. Don’t bother me.’

The White Cat Boy danced for a little longer, then seemed to notice there was still no activity from Jiang Zheyu.

The host spoke up again, "Oh my, it seems our Sister Yu Yu doesn’t want to save our little kitty after all."

The White Cat Boy looked aggrieved but continued dancing, putting on a magnanimous and obedient facade. "It’s okay, Sister Yu Yu. I still have the strength to keep going."

If Jiang Zheyu had money, she wouldn’t mind donating some to let him rest. But she was broke.

’Jiang Zheyu felt completely overwhelmed.’

’The original owner’s debts were finally coming back to haunt her.’

’Never mind that. Now she was in an awkward position—she couldn’t leave, but she couldn’t stay either. It was so embarrassing.’

’She’d just pretend she was AFK.’

The host smoothed things over. "Our Sister Yu Yu might have fallen asleep! Otherwise, how could she bear to let our adorable little kitty suffer like this?"

The special effect for a Mecha gift soared across the screen.

A user named Hu Hu sent a bullet comment: "Go rest, kitty. My little fox said he wants to dance for me."

"Thank you, Sister Hu Hu." The White Cat Boy stopped, panting, and looked at the camera with utmost sincerity. "And thank you, Sister Yu Yu, for coming to see me."

He retreated to the back, and soon a fox boy in a studded jacket walked over. He bent over slightly, pressed his fingers to his lips, and blew a kiss to the camera. His voice was a breathy laugh, "Sister Hu Hu, care for a little flirty dance?"

Jiang Zheyu silently left the livestream.

Soon, her Light Brain chimed. Someone had sent her a message.

Contrastingly Sexy Little White Cat: Sister, I was so happy you came to see me tonight.

Jiang Zheyu silently replied: I’m out of money.

Contrastingly Sexy Little White Cat: That’s okay, Sister. As long as you come to see me, I’m happy if I can bring you some joy.

Jiang Zheyu was just letting him know. Once he realized she wasn’t spending much money anymore, he would stop contacting her as often.

She also couldn’t be bothered to reply to messages from other streamers.

The other streamers must have already known what happened on the Star Network—that Jiang Zheyu wasn’t spending much money anymore.

There was no way she could spend money; she needed to earn it now.

After logging out of the Star Network, Jiang Zheyu started to feel drowsy.

The next day, the mask she had ordered arrived. The delivery speed was incredibly fast.

Her smart butler, Xiaoyi, disinfected the package and delivered it to her room.

Jiang Zheyu had her smart butler, Xiaoyi, rearrange the area in front of that wall of torture instruments into a space suitable for a dance livestream. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

She also found some of the original owner’s unused clothes. She drew a design for a gauze skirt and gave it to her butler, Xiaoyi. The smart butler was then able to use her drawing to create a pink gauze skirt suitable for classical dance.

Furthermore, classical dance would lose its flavor without corresponding classical music.

So, Jiang Zheyu began composing. A piece of Qingping sheng music she knew well from her past quickly came to mind.

The interstellar era was highly advanced, and Jiang Zheyu was able to compose the song using music production software on her Light Brain.

Similarly, she needed to livestream her dancing, but she couldn’t just perform one dance, which meant she couldn’t have just one piece of classical music.

It was just like yesterday when she visited that White Tiger Beastman’s livestream, and he let her choose a dance.

She also wanted to give her audience more choices.

Jiang Zheyu didn’t need to think too hard; she just had to compose ten classical music pieces from her past life.

The dances corresponding to these ten pieces of classical music were also the ten dances she was most familiar with.

She also configured the Light Brain’s livestreaming equipment and familiarized herself with its features to ensure there would be no mistakes during the stream.

Everything was slowly coming together.

She also remembered she needed to change her profile picture. A moment later, she sprang into action. Jiang Zheyu picked a pink rose from the back garden, then put on makeup and the pink classical dress and used her Light Brain to take an artistic, atmospheric photo.

She sat on the bed, the pink gauze skirt spread out around her. She held a pink rose in her mouth, her shoulder-length black hair cascading down her sides. The pink classical gauze dress was intentionally more translucent around the shoulders and arms, faintly revealing the shape of her beautiful, rounded shoulders.

She turned to the side, tilting her head back slightly with her eyes closed. Her lips held the dewy pink rose, and her slender, delicate figure was stunningly beautiful.

After taking the photo, Jiang Zheyu edited it. She added a soft beam of light shining down from the direction she was tilting her head, making her look like a girl bathing in the sun.

Only her side profile was visible. At the outer corner of her eye, she had drawn a floral design of multiple pink roses blooming outwards. With her perfect jawline, fine black hair, and the soft light, everything looked beautiful and perfect.

Satisfied, Jiang Zheyu uploaded the atmospheric photo as her new profile picture.

She also needed to post a video first, pairing the most exciting part of the first classical music piece with the most beautiful part of the dance.

The pink skirt fluttered. Wearing a red fox mask, her figure was as lithe and graceful as a willow. Her twirling steps were light, her leaps like a feather. Her fair feet landed on the pristine white floor, the hem of her skirt dancing as her form appeared dreamlike and ethereal.

After filming the video, she still had to edit it to match the rhythm and timing.

Once she finished editing, she posted it.

Caption: The Lost Classical Dance.

It truly had been lost. Jiang Zheyu had only been able to find the term ’classical dance’ itself, but no books or videos describing it.

In short, people knew such a thing existed, but no one knew what it actually looked like.

By the time she finished all these things, it was already late at night.

Looking at the darkened sky outside, Jiang Zheyu suddenly realized she hadn’t completed today’s purification task yet.

She hurriedly picked up her Light Brain and poked Su Yan. "Mr. Su, let’s do the Spiritual Comfort tonight as well."

Su Yan: No rush. You should rest well first and recover your spiritual power.

Only after seeing this message did Jiang Zheyu belatedly realize that in the interstellar era, after a female performed Spiritual Comfort for a Male Beastman, her spirit would be depleted and she would need a few days of rest to recover.