The Streamer’s Allure: Top Fans Vying for Her Affection

Chapter 132

“Holy crap, he’s going that hard?”

Boss P watched helplessly as his own Health Bar was caught up to, and a curse slipped out of his mouth.

“Brothers, push a little harder! This is a five-minute round, and there’s only one person on the other side. We’ve got strength in numbers. We can definitely win this!”

Seeing that he was about to lose yet another round, Boss P frantically hyped up the fans in his livestream room.

[One Salty Fish: Push my ass! Why don’t you go make out with an arapaima?]

[Big Crucian: Can’t do it. Seriously can’t do it. Emperor Dian’s hand speed is way too fast.]

[6. Dropping millions in minutes. Does Emperor Dian’s wallet seriously never run dry? No matter how rich you are, you can’t burn money like this, right?]

Looking at that Danmaku, quite a few people fell silent.

[Mingri Fangzhou: You’re overthinking it.]

[Huh? When did Emperor Ming come in? @Mingri Fangzhou]

[Mingri Fangzhou: Just came to watch the show.]

Boss P hadn’t seen the entrance notification for “Mingri Fangzhou.” He had probably come in while invisible.

“Welcome, Emperor Ming! Emperor Ming, hurry up and give us a hand!”

Another free-spending Tycoon had finally shown up. If he didn’t fleece him a little, the heavens themselves wouldn’t allow it.

[Mingri Fangzhou: Don’t. Emperor Dian is here. I’m just watching this round for fun.]

He was clearly saying he had no intention of sending gifts.

[One Salty Fish: You two know each other? @Mingri Fangzhou]

[Emperor Ming and Emperor Dian’s IPs are both in Jingshi. I remember they used to send gifts together on Shark. They probably really know each other in real life.]

Mingri Fangzhou looked at the guesses in the Danmaku and couldn’t help but smile helplessly.

[Mingri Fangzhou: I wouldn’t say we know each other. Or rather… I know him, but he doesn’t know me.]

With his family’s standing in Jingshi’s circles, they still weren’t qualified to make the other party’s acquaintance.

[One Salty Fish: Got it, got it.]

[One Salty Fish: No wonder he’s this loaded.]

They were all people on the same level, so they instantly understood what he meant.

[Do you guys think Emperor Dian has really taken a fancy to this Female Streamer?]

[Isn’t that obvious? He’s been hooked so hard it’s not even funny. Who knows what kind of spell this Female Streamer cast on him? He stays in her livestream room every day and never leaves.]

[Mingri Fangzhou: He’s really caught up in it right now, so take it easy when you challenge the girl opposite you to a PK. Don’t go too far. Be careful you don’t offend someone you shouldn’t.]

Boss P knew Mingri Fangzhou was kindly reminding him, but the smile on his face turned awkward.

“Emperor Ming, maybe take a look at the other side’s Contribution Ranking before saying that.”

With a ranking like that, who would dare bully the other side?

[The old guys in her room can fight harder than the last, and they’re especially protective.]

[One Salty Fish: Victim +1.]

[Mingri Fangzhou: 6. You still remember Gaoshan, right?]

[Anglerfish: Of course I remember! That century-level PK with Nanfeng is still hot even now. Gaoshan’s account hasn’t logged in again since then.]

At the mention of “Gaoshan Seeks a Soulmate,” plenty of Shark users knew his name.

After all, the guy had been a high-profile type, throwing money at various Female Streamer accounts while flirting with them. His reputation was notorious, to say the least.

[What happened to Gaoshan? Why did Emperor Ming suddenly bring him up?]

[Mingri Fangzhou: Gaoshan got tossed overseas by his old man. I’m guessing he won’t be able to come back in this lifetime.]

[Anglerfish: ???]

[Anglerfish: Is it for the reason I’m thinking?]

[Mingri Fangzhou: Mm.]

The young master had a big temper and a petty streak. When he didn’t care, anything went. But once he took something to heart, his ability to dig up old scores was… unmatched.
[I’m even more curious about Emperor Dian’s identity now. Are there any wealthy families in Beijing’s elite circles with the surname Dian, or with Dian in their name?]

[Mingri Fangzhou: Some things are better left unasked.]

[Red Carp and Green Carp and Donkey: But that reminds me of something. Back when Lean Meat Porridge was smeared by paid trolls and had public opinion stirred up against her, all those posts got deleted. Could that have been Emperor Dian’s doing too?]

[Mingri Fangzhou: That wasn’t him. The Guild did it. The girl on the other side is SY Guild’s precious darling now.]

[One Salty Fish: With that kind of money-making ability, if she were my employee, she’d be my precious darling too.]

[666, Emperor Ming is now our only connection in the Tycoon circle.]

After chatting in this livestream room for so long, the PK timer had already begun counting down.

Mingri Fangzhou stared at the face on the screen, his brows knitting tighter and tighter.

Because of Su Xiaoyao, he had been paying a little more attention to Jiang Zhouzhou these past few days.

After all, the two of them did look somewhat alike… which made it hard for him not to suspect…

The PK ended.

Century Egg and Pork Congee: 36 million votes

Boss P: 21 million votes

Wang Fugui: 3.6 million votes

Xiong Tailang: 1.05 million votes

Each of them had put up a high score of over a million, but even with all three of their scores combined, they still hadn’t surpassed Jiang Zhouzhou.

Once the voice chat reopened, Xiong Tailang’s wail was the first to come through. “We were only off by just a tiny bit! Just a teeny-tiny bit! It’s all Brother P’s fault for not pulling his weight at the end. That’s why we lost this round.”

He beat his chest, stamped his feet, gnashed his teeth, and fumed.

Boss P looked utterly baffled. “No, wait… You bottom-scoring dog, how do you even have the nerve to say that?!”

Wang Fugui sighed. “Zhouzhou’s side is way too strong. The total Contribution Points on today’s ranking have already broken a hundred million.”

Breaking a hundred million meant ten million in turnover.

Listening to the three men across from her go back and forth, Jiang Zhouzhou couldn’t help feeling a headache coming on.

She hadn’t expected Dian to suddenly gift so fiercely in the final stretch either.

“Little Dian’s hand speed is super impressive.”

She put special emphasis on “hand speed.”

[Little Brother Dian: …]

[Little Brother Dian: Black-hearted Preserved Egg, you’re doing this on purpose just to annoy me.]

[Big Rice: Little Brother Dian’s defenses have been shattered, hahahaha.]

[Who told a certain someone to keep saying in the livestream room that he’s never lost when it comes to hand speed? snickering.jpg]

Jiang Zhouzhou tapped her fingertip against her full, cherry-red lips, then gestured toward the livestream camera. Her smiling eyes narrowed slightly. “A kiss for Little Brother Dian.”

[I Love Drinking Porridge: Emperor Dian, hurry up and catch it. Here comes your sweet reward.]

[Little Brother Dian: Hmph. I won’t forgive her that quickly.]

[Little Brother Dian: Unless she does it again.]

[Livestream viewers: …]

This guy was way too easy to buy off!

After sending each of the three of them a Medical Fee, Jiang Zhouzhou left the connection.

She still had PK tasks to complete today, and planned to finish them early so she could end the stream early and conserve her energy for tomorrow’s Guild Competition.

Meanwhile, after Boss P disconnected the voice chat with Jiang Zhouzhou, he received a private message from One Salty Fish.

[One Salty Fish: Give me your address.]

When Boss P saw the message, he immediately perked up with a grin.

[Boss P: Brother Salty Fish, are you sending me something good?]

[One Salty Fish: An arapaima.]

[Boss P: …]

That rotten salty fish really deserved to die!