"Perfect." Lin Wan clapped her hands, clearly satisfied with her masterpiece."Now—let's witness a miracle."
Moving at lightning speed, she set up her phone, adjusted the angle, and aimed it straight at the husky who was still drowning in grief over his discarded tie and the humiliating bandana now wrapped around his neck.
She hit Go Live.
The title was typed without hesitation:
"SHOCKING! Picked Up a Neurotic Husky—This Dog's Eyes Can ACT!"
A few early-morning slackers immediately trickled into the livestream.
[Streaming this early? Has the streamer lost it?][Why does this husky look like it wants to murder someone?][That bandana LOL. So stupid.]
Silas-the-dog clearly saw the screen—and his current appearance.
His entire body stiffened.
Then—
Pure rage.
He exploded at the camera.
"WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF!"(How dare you! Turn it off! Turn it off NOW!)
Lin Wan zoomed the camera in, filling the frame with his bared teeth and utterly non-threatening dog face.
"Guys, you won't believe this," she exaggerated dramatically."Woke up early and picked up THIS unlucky disaster. Look at those eyes—tell me he doesn't look like he's acting out an entire drama? Doesn't he think he's handsome? Noble? Untouchable?"
Silas: "GRRR—WOOF!"(You're dead. When I recover, you're DEAD.)
He lunged, trying to snatch the phone.
Lin Wan dodged effortlessly.
The camera shook violently—and perfectly captured Silas's back legs tangling with a rolled-up yoga mat.
He stumbled.
Almost face-planted.
[HAHAHAHAHAHAHA][He's DEFINITELY cursing you!][This dog is insane—followed!]
The viewer count began climbing steadily.
Breathing hard, Silas glared at Lin Wan, then at the flood of scrolling HAHAHAs on the screen.
His eyes screamed:
Utter humiliation.Existential despair.
Then—suddenly—he turned and sprinted toward the corner stacked with filming props and clutter.
Several cardboard boxes.Foam boards Lin Wan hadn't cleaned up last night.
"Hey! What are you doing? Those are my—"
Too late.
Silas launched himself with a perfect leap of faith.
CRASH.
The boxes exploded.
He tore into them like a man possessed—claws flying, teeth ripping, foam boards shredding into white snow.
Debris filled the air.
As he destroyed everything, a deep, muffled growl rumbled from his throat—the sound of a corporate slave pushed past the breaking point, forced to vent through pure destruction.
The camera captured it all.
At first, Lin Wan felt a sharp pang for her ruined props.
Then—
She saw the numbers.
The viewer count shot up like a rocket.The chat exploded.
[HOLY SH*T, that destruction speed! Professional level!][Is he venting? Is he swearing while tearing it apart??][This is TOO REAL. I feel personally attacked.][Don't stop him! Let him destroy! Sending gifts!]
Donation effects began flashing nonstop.
Lin Wan's eyes lit up instantly.
She adjusted her expression—tragic, yet barely containing excitement.
"Guys… look. Just look.""This is my beautiful morning. Ever since I picked up this psycho dog.""This isn't just destroying a home anymore—this is ART.""Performance art!"
Silas finally slowed, standing amid the ruins.
He lifted his head from the wreckage, a chunk of foam still hanging from his mouth.
Through the swirling dust, his blue eyes locked onto Lin Wan—then onto the phone still streaming.
That look clearly said:
This life is unlivable.Let's die together.
Lin Wan understood immediately.
She turned to the camera and smiled—sincere.And completely fake.
"Looks like he needs some time to cool off.But don't worry—our days together are long."
"I'll keep livestreaming the daily life of this 'neurotic husky.'Hit follow so you don't get lost—next demolition will be announced immediately!"
Before Silas could fully lose his mind and leap at her—
Lin Wan ended the stream at lightspeed.
The final frozen frame showed:
A husky mid-air, launching straight toward the camera—motion-blurred, furious—
And a living room reduced to absolute chaos.