The Tipping King: How I Mastered Live-Stream Alchemy

It’s common knowledge that the human brain needs a moment to process information after receiving it. Just like in the game of Phrase Chain.

When Jiang Feng said “Kind at heart,” Moli instinctively remembered the last word and began to think. But Jiang Feng didn’t give her the chance.

A string of phrases popped out of his mouth. Moli’s brain was still processing the previous phrase when the next one jumped out. You never knew when Jiang Feng would stop… no one could keep up with him.

Moli’s face flushed with frustration, still unwilling to admit defeat. “Again!”

She hadn’t realized the gravity of the situation. She refused to believe she couldn’t win even once.

Jiang Feng smiled calmly, “Send the gifts first. Single points for scoring, double for non-scoring. How many now?”

[Lv8 Don’t waste my youth: “Streamer, the other side needs to send 16 flowers this time!”]

[Lv5 Wangzai Beef: “Yes, the 8 flowers from last time haven’t been sent either, they need to catch up!”]

After losing four rounds in a row, Moli’s expression wasn’t looking too good.

“Darn it, it’s just 16 flowers! Who can’t afford that?”

“Exactly, Moli, darling, keep going, we’re your strong support!”

[Lv18 Most Love Wife Moli sent the streamer ‘flowers x8’!]

[Lv18 Most Love Wife Moli sent the streamer ‘flowers x16’!]

“Your turn.”

Jiang Feng smiled, and in the time that followed, he showed the audience what it meant to deliver a crushing blow!

Moli: “A dime a dozen!”

Jiang Feng: “Dozen of roses → Roses are red → Red letter day → Day in day out → Out of sight… sight, your turn!”

Jiang Feng: “3, 2, 1… Gift!”

Moli: “Safe and sound!”

Jiang Feng: “Sound as a pound.”

Moli: “Pound… pound…”

Jiang Feng: “Time’s up! Gift!”

The Chat had already noticed something was off; this guy was strong!

Lv51 release frowned and said, “@Moli, stop playing, you’re no match for him, just admit defeat.”

Moli stubbornly replied, “No! I must win at least once today…”

…

Time ticked by second by second.

Moli had lost count of how many times she’d lost. Her mind was filled with Jiang Feng’s calm voice.

“Gift!”

“Keep gifting!”

Moli’s voice was hoarse, “I…I say ‘All ears’!”

Jiang Feng: “Oh, Ears burning, your turn.”

Moli’s expression froze: “…”

Where on earth did you get all these strange phrases from, big guy?!

Moli wanted to cry; her energy and spirit were drained.

“One more round.”

“No more.”

Jiang Feng shrugged, “The gifts haven’t been sent yet, why play more?”

The PK match had only one minute left.

Moli suddenly realized, looking at Jiang Feng’s long PK Meter, she was stunned.

[PK Meter: 10202:0!]

Over ten thousand points?!

That means a thousand yuan have already been spent?

How many times had she lost?!

Jiang Feng’s lips curled into a smile. “Not much, you’ve lost to me nine times in total. Counting this one, it’s barely ten. But according to the rules, even if you admit defeat, you still have to send the gift first.”

Moli took a deep breath. “Fine! I’ll send it. How much?”

Jiang Feng replied, “1,020 yuan, but I’ll round it down for you-1,000 yuan, one Sound Wave No.1.”

“What?!!!”

Moli’s voice rose sharply.

A thousand yuan!

It’s just a game, but this feels like daylight robbery!

Jiang Feng shrugged. Isn’t he practically robbing right now?

“A big streamer with 20,000 viewers can’t cough up this amount?”

Jiang Feng scoffed mockingly, “Don’t you have plenty of Kings? What, can’t send it? I remember there were a few baby simps making a fuss earlier. Come on, send that Sound Wave No.1, show me some strength…”

[Lv8 Don’t waste my youth: “Haha, exactly! Hurry up and send it! A bet’s a bet!”]

[Lv5 Wangzai Beef: “Where are those baby simps? Don’t waste our streamer’s time!”]

[Lv7 September Moon: “Cool, the streamer is so slick, daring to play Phrase Chain with our streamer. Bet they’re regretting it now!”]

[Lv22 ChildishQueen: “Hey, feels good…”]

The baby simps fell silent.

The Kings didn’t say a word either.

In a live broadcast room with 20,000 people, the bullet screen was surprisingly sparse.

“Don’t push it too far…”

Moli’s face was grim.

Jiang Feng spread his hands. “How am I pushing it? The game rules were set from the start.”

“You agreed, I agreed, and with so many people watching, I won fair and square…”

“As for my brothers and sisters here, they might speak bluntly, but the truth is the truth. A bet’s a bet, just send the money.”

“Of course, you, such a big streamer, could choose to renege. After all, we’re just small-time…”

Jiang Feng’s tone was dripping with sarcasm.

Moli was so angry her face turned green.

Reneging wasn’t an option, otherwise, how could she continue in the streaming circle?

But the problem was… 1,000 yuan isn’t a small amount!

Relying on those simps… scoff, the ones who were shouting earlier had long vanished, either leaving the live room or pretending to be dead. They might manage a few dozen yuan, maybe even a hundred if they gritted their teeth.

But asking them to send 1,000 yuan at once would be like pulling teeth!

“Who should send it…”

Moli was at a loss, staring at her leaderboard.

A thousand yuan wasn’t much for her, but unfortunately, she hadn’t been streaming long today, and her Kings hadn’t shown up yet. The only one who could easily fork out the money seemed to be Lv51 Release.

Of course, she could do it herself.

“Release… what do you think…”

Moli was cornered by Jiang Feng. She couldn’t send it herself at this point.

Otherwise, people would definitely say-‘Oh, such a big live room, claiming to have so many Kings, but in the end, the streamer has to send the gift herself because no King supports her…’

Moli couldn’t afford to lose face like that.

But asking a King to send a gift at this time could really hurt their goodwill towards the streamer.

It might even mean the King wouldn’t come back next time.

After all, you lost the game yourself, and now you’re putting the King on the spot?

How would the King feel about that?

[Lv51 Release gifted the streamer ‘Sound Wave No.1’ x1!]

Moli let out a huge sigh of relief, a smile unconsciously spreading across her face.

She bet right!

“Thanks to the King for sending…”

[Lv51 Release has left the live room!]

Moli’s face froze.

No way?