Stop Arguing, Fairies and Demon Girls All Belong to Me!

An accident forces the mortal Zhang Shaozhong to sign a soul contract with his nemeses: the aloof and proud fairy Ling Qingxue and the enchanting and seductive demoness Ye Meier.

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Chapter Fifty-Nine: Livestream Banned for Seven Days!

The atmosphere in the live stream finally got back on track!

Although Ling Qingxue's "Fingertip Ice Condensation" technique was as slow as an old man practicing Tai Chi, it was undeniably genuine!

The thin ice flowers shimmered faintly under the desk lamp, leaving netizens stunned. The comments section was filled with "Special effects?"

The question of "props?" never stopped, but more people started spamming "666" and "This girl is awesome".

Ye Meier found her home turf; she didn't have to do much, occasionally winking at the camera or smoothing her hair.

Or, if you speak in a slightly lazy and seductive tone, the screen will erupt in cheers, and little gifts will float up like they're free.

Zhang Shaozhong huddled outside the camera's view, watching the number of online viewers slowly climb from dozens to hundreds, his heart pounding with excitement.

While acting as a moderator to mute those who were verbally abusive, he also used notes to remind them:

"Fairy, smile! Just a little bit!"

"Big sister, tone it down! Tone it down a bit! Don't be so direct! Let it have a touch of mystery!"

"Thanks to 'Want to Drink the Fairy's Foot Bath Water' for the lollipop... uh, this ID...!"

"Thanks to 'Meier is my wife' for the like!"

I was exhausted after streaming for over an hour, but I gained a lot!

In total, there were actually a few hundred yuan in tips!

After deducting the platform's commission, it's enough for them to have several decent takeout meals!

After the broadcast ended, all three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Meier crossed her legs smugly: "How about that? I told you it would work! Look at all this money!"

She pointed to the earnings record on her phone.

Although Ling Qingxue's expression remained indifferent, she had successfully completed this "performance" without any mishaps, and her eyes had softened considerably.

Zhang Shaozhong grinned from ear to ear: "Great! At this rate, we might actually be able to raise enough!"

The flame of hope burns brightly!

However, this good fortune did not last long.

The second live stream attracted even more viewers and more virtual gifts.

But trouble followed.

A user with the ID "Professional Fake Exposing King" popped up and kept spamming the chat with comments: "Fake! It's all props and special effects!"

"That ice flower must have been put in beforehand!"

"The woman on the right, her eyes are obviously acting, I wonder how many times she practiced in front of the mirror!"

"Is the 'sister duo' persona just a publicity stunt? It's a scam to make money!"

These comments sparked a wave of discussion, and many netizens who were just watching the drama started to join in the commotion.

Ling Qingxue was alright; she basically didn't look at the comments and focused on creating ice flowers, automatically blocking out the noise.

But Ye Meier couldn't stand this!

As she looked at the questioning comments, her anger flared up. Several times she almost couldn't help but retort, but Zhang Shaozhong desperately held her back with his eyes and the note.

"Ignore him! Sister! Just ignore him!"

Ye Meier's chest heaved with anger as she forced a smile at the camera, a smile that looked incredibly awkward.

After finally enduring the live stream, Ye Meier snatched the phone, scrolling through the barrage of insults directed at her, her face turning green with rage:

"Outrageous! A bunch of ants! How dare you question me?! And this 'professional fraudster'! Don't let me find out who you are!"

Zhang Shaozhong quickly advised, "That's just how the internet is! There are all kinds of people there! We can't take it too seriously, or we'll lose! Look, there are still many people who like you, aren't there?"

That's what they said, but the atmosphere in the live stream was still affected by this commotion.

And things got even worse.

The third live stream had barely started when that "professional fraudster" appeared again, and this time he went even further, resorting to personal attacks:

"Is the guy on the left with facial paralysis has had a botched plastic surgery?"

"How much does that slut on the right cost per night?"

"Does the streamer dare to remove her makeup? Do she dare to come closer for a better look?"

Even Ling Qingxue frowned, and a chill emanated from her body uncontrollably. The cup in front of the camera cracked with a snap.

Ye Meier completely lost it, ignoring Zhang Shaozhong's instructions, and pointed at the camera, yelling:

"Whose pants weren't pulled up properly and exposed you? You're spewing filth! Give me your name if you dare! I'll tear your mouth apart!"

Zhang Shaozhong was so frightened that he almost jumped out of his skin, but it was too late to cover the microphone!

The live stream chat exploded instantly!

"Hahaha, I'm getting anxious!"

"You've finally shown your true colors!"

"What poor manners! I'm unfollowing!"

"Reported!"

Sure enough, a few minutes later, the screen went black again—[The live stream has been banned for 7 days for allegedly insulting others and using vulgar language!]

"Damn it!" Zhang Shaozhong couldn't help but curse and slammed his fist on the sofa.

Seven days! Longer than last time!

Ye Meier was still grumbling and cursing angrily. Ling Qingxue stared at the screen, which had gone black again, her face icy cold.

Silence, a suffocating silence.

This time, even the most optimistic Zhang Shaozhong felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Why is this road so difficult to walk?

“That ‘professional anti-counterfeiting king’…” Zhang Shaozhong gritted his teeth, scrolling through the live stream records.

"They must be competitors! They saw we were starting to do well, so they came after us!"

He tried clicking on the person's profile, but there was no useful information; it was clearly a secondary account.

"What do we do now?"

Night Enchantress also deflated and slumped onto the sofa.

"If we can't sow them in seven days, the daylilies will be too cold!"

Ling Qingxue spoke slowly, her voice tinged with weariness and disgust:

“In such places, all sorts of people mingle, and disputes are constant. Even if you gain some money, you will lose peace and quiet, which is not a long-term solution.”

Zhang Shaozhong was well aware of this.

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