The Tipping King: How I Mastered Live-Stream Alchemy

Sun Chen clicked into the live broadcast room.

As soon as he entered, he saw a slightly handsome streamer with his feet up on the desk, lazily addressing the mere seven or eight viewers, “If you’ve got money, throw it around. If not, just hit the like button.”

“The streamer doesn’t welcome freeloaders. Pay up if you want to watch the show.”

The bullet screen was stunned.

“Whoa, is the streamer trying to defy the heavens? A Golden Hustle? So straightforward?”

“Pfft, and only hustling 3000 before logging off? Is this a new account? I bet you’ll be streaming till next year!”

“Streamer, let me ask timidly, if you don’t hustle 3000, are you going to stream forever?”

“What if you drop dead on my phone? I’m not responsible~”

“Hahaha…”

Most of the comments were teasing, with no one believing Jiang Feng could successfully hustle.

Sun Chen didn’t waste words, simply sneering and typing in the bullet screen, “Need a capital verification?”

A Lv49 King speaking.

Jiang Feng’s eyes lit up, and he stood up immediately, “Verify! One ‘sports car’ for capital verification, King!”

Capital verification is a term in the streaming world.

In simple terms, when a King enters a live broadcast room, they need to show some strength if they want to watch the show.

Otherwise, why should the streamer listen to you when they don’t even know you?

It’s one thing if there are few viewers.

But when there are many, the bullet screen is impossible to keep up with.

There are so many Kings just passing by to watch the fun, and without capital verification, if everyone gives a command, the stream can’t go on.

“Sports car for capital verification… Wow, the streamer dares to ask!”

“New streamers usually ask for a sunglasses verification, and you’re asking ten times that!”

“King, run! This is a trap!”

A pair of sunglasses costs 10 yuan.

A sports car costs 100 yuan.

The capital verification fee is indeed not cheap.

Jiang Feng remained unfazed, “What do you say, King? Singing, dancing, doing tricks, rapping, handstands-whatever others can do, I can do too. Whatever others can’t do, I can do even better!”

“As long as the money’s right, King, I’ll even keep you company tonight!”

Was Jiang Feng’s past life in sales for nothing?

Who can’t brag?

Is the King here to watch you perform? No, they’re here for emotional value! What’s emotional value? Simply put, the King needs to feel their presence!

Jiang Feng was working towards that, and the offer to keep company was just playful banter.

The underlying message was, as long as you spend money, King, I’ll do whatever you say.

Sun Chen sneered…

Perfect, you said it!

[“Chenmu Yuebai (Lv49)” gifted the streamer “sports car x1”!]

“Thank you, ‘Chenmu Yuebai’ King, for the sports car!”

“Good people deserve good cars, beauties deserve handsome guys!”

“Sports cars have strong power, King’s fame will tower!”

“When the sports car roars, gold pours!”

“When the wheels turn, thousands earn.”

“Shift gears and start-wishing my King! Wealth! Every! Year!”

Jiang Feng’s tone was rhythmic, and the blessings flowed effortlessly.

The seven or eight people in the live broadcast room were stunned, “Whoa, spitting rhymes like that, streamer, are you prepping for grad school?”

They had never seen anything like this.

Sound Wave Live is big, but in recent years, the streaming boom has made many rich overnight.

The live broadcast rooms are a mixed bag, and even big streamers haven’t developed their own set of phrases.

A system is out of the question.

Jiang Feng’s set of phrases from his past life left them in awe.

Even Sun Chen was momentarily taken aback.

Wow.

When he tipped a sports car in other streamers’ rooms, he got nothing but a simple “Thanks, King Chenmu Yuebai.” But Jiang Feng? He had a whole spiel ready.

It’s like a pig wearing a bra-he’s got one routine after another!

Sun Chen scoffed, “Not bad, but you’ve passed the test. Time to put on a show, right?”

Jiang Feng chuckled, clasping his hands in a mock bow, “What would the King like to see?”

Sun Chen snorted, “Didn’t you say you could dance? Let’s see you dance then. Oh, and make it a pole dance!”

A man doing a pole dance.

That’s embarrassing no matter where you are.

But Sun Chen had made up his mind; today, he was going to make this streamer squirm!

I’m here to vent! Paying for a show! Nothing wrong with that!

Sure enough.

As soon as the words “pole dance” were uttered, the bullet screen lit up with excitement, everyone egging him on-

“Yes! We want to see a pole dance! Come on, streamer!”

“Make it seductive!”

“Hahaha, this is hilarious. A guy doing a pole dance. Bet the streamer knows now that money doesn’t come easy!”

“I remember another streamer was asked to do a pole dance by a King.”

“Ended up getting caught by family and shamefully quit streaming the next day.”

“Hahaha!”

“Money’s hard to earn, and this King sure knows how to play hardball!”

“A sports car is just a hundred yuan, and he’s already asking for a pole dance. What a hellish start!”

“I’m already curious about how the streamer will earn the remaining 2900 yuan!”

Watching the bullet screen flood with comments, Sun Chen felt quite smug. Pole dancing was one of his go-to moves; he usually had to tip a Carnival to see female streamers do it.

A Carnival costs 3000 yuan.

A sports car? Just a hundred!

Though Jiang Feng wasn’t a pretty girl, it was a bargain!

…

In the live broadcast room.

Seeing Jiang Feng not starting, Sun Chen thought he was too embarrassed, so he sneered, “What’s the holdup? Aren’t you going to hustle? Chickening out already?”

“Not at all… If the King wants to see a pole dance, I’ll make sure to serve you well!”

Jiang Feng grinned, his smile teasing, and said mysteriously, “King… do you just want to watch it like this? How about a cross-dressing pole dance? Guaranteed to be thrilling! A version you’ve never experienced before!”

Sun Chen: ???

What are you talking about?

“Hold on a moment, King…”

Before Sun Chen could react, Jiang Feng got up and disappeared from the screen.

After a series of rustling sounds.

Suddenly!

A hand shot into the live broadcast room!

Sun Chen was dumbfounded!

That hand… was holding a clothesline pole?!

No… that’s not the point!

The point is, why is a man wearing a lady’s white silk glove!?

“Crank up the BGM!!!”

Jiang Feng’s voice suddenly boomed, making Sun Chen jump in his seat.

The live broadcast room was filled with explosive DJ music, and the previously quiet atmosphere suddenly became inexplicably lively!

The Chats were also stunned!

Seriously, you’re doing this kind of setup in a room with just seven or eight viewers???

Jiang Feng’s voice came through, carrying a unique flair!

“Ladies and gentlemen!”

“Up next, please enjoy-a cross-dressing pole dance personally requested by King Chenmu Yuebai!!!”

“Hey!”

In the next moment, under the stunned gazes of everyone, Jiang Feng appeared on screen in sizzling silk lingerie, grooving to the dynamic DJ beats. The clothesline pole in his hand became his prop, as he sang out in a loud, high-pitched voice: “oh~~ King! King! King, how are you…”