Chapter 65 The Cripple, the Pipa, and the Bread Man

A wave of passion surges forth.

People tend to follow trends. When one person chooses to move forward, millions of others will follow without hesitation.

An Jin looked at the growing number of people in the live stream with surprise, and gave a cute wink to the screen.

"Welcome to the new streamers! If you like An An, please follow me and send a gift~ Don't send too many gifts, or the other side will be overwhelmed and it won't be fun~"

She spoke in a coquettish tone, full of energy, and acted coquettishly towards the people in the live broadcast room.

So cute, so charming.

The scene seemed to freeze at that moment.

The screen recording team, the video editor, and the fans all started recording and taking screenshots to capture this rare and adorable moment of An Jin.

The belated push for streaming is finally gaining momentum.

Countless viewers browsing the Tadpole recommendation page saw An Jin winking.

The girl smiled again at the camera, her voice clear and her expression vivid.

She curled up in the gaming chair, hugging her legs, and smiled comfortably because someone was there to support her.

There are more and more people.

An Jin looked at the nearly 200,000+ online viewers in the live stream room and introduced herself with a smile: "Welcome to the new live stream room, my name is An An, I am a game streamer from the League of Legends. If you like me, please follow me, but please don't send gifts."

The audience has heard this self-introduction script countless times.

Viewers who had followed the account were curious and asked questions in the live chat.

Why shouldn't I give gifts?

An Jin laughed and said, "Because I want to torture Nan Fengyao. She was killed too quickly, so how can I torture her?"

The new audience members were amused.

: That's so direct. Isn't the streamer afraid of haters?

Don't worry, the streamer's moderators are the streamer's biggest haters. As long as the haters have money to spend, the streamer will pretend not to see it and will do their bidding after receiving the money.

An Jin nodded in agreement with the comments: "That's right, that's how it is. As long as you send a lot of messages, the streamer will pretend not to see them."

Such an outrageous statement left the new viewers in the live stream completely stunned.

Other streamers at least put on an act, but you don't even bother to put on an act?

: Talking about money as soon as you enter the live stream...that's so vulgar.

This is what happens when there are many people in a live stream: no matter what the streamer says, there will always be a group of people looking for trouble.

An Jin clearly said that everyone shouldn't send gifts, it was just for chatting, but these stingy viewers started making a fuss instead.

An Jin was too lazy to pay attention to these idiots and just continued to interact with the familiar bullet comments.

"Seriously, is the other side any good? I've been waiting for her for so long, and she's only reached 800,000 points. I wonder if she can't even pass the bonus stage?"

As she spoke, An Jin had an idea and turned on the microphone for the PK.

Nan Fengyao lowered her head slightly, her eyes red, as she called out names for a gift.

As soon as An Jin turned on her microphone, she heard different background music from the live stream in her earpiece.

Nan Fengyao looked up at An Jin, who had a smug look on her face, and said humiliatingly, "Why did you turn on your mic?"

An Jin chuckled: "Turn on your mic to see what you're doing. How are you campaigning for votes? It's been so long and you only have this few points."

Nanfengyao lowered his head in embarrassment and remained silent.

She still has some true fans, and these fans couldn't stand An Jin insulting Nan Fengyao like that, so they flooded the screen with insults.

However, they only cursed in Nanfengyao's live stream, so Anjin couldn't see it.

Nanfeng Yao could see it, but to be honest, these words of venting her anger only brought her a little psychological comfort and were of no use at all.

Nan Fengyao, tears streaming down her face, pursed her lips and looked at her eldest brother with a pitiful expression.

"Brother, please help Yaoyao again. Yaoyao doesn't want to quit the internet."

She cried quite beautifully, but An Jin waited for a long time, and Nan Fengyao's score didn't increase much.

She said impatiently, "To be honest, with your score, you're trying to undermine me by saying I'm not qualified for a spot. You're really humiliating yourself."

The south wind choked back its sound.

Nanfengyao's older brother was furious.

This time, An Jin saw it clearly: Nan Fengyao's score instantly jumped by tens of thousands of points, breaking through one million in one fell swoop.

Seeing that Nanfeng Yao had a share, An Jin smiled.

"Oh, so your older brother is here."

An Jin raised an eyebrow and said to the viewers in her live stream, "But this is really too little. Everyone, please control your spending and don't spend too much. It wouldn't be good if someone just bought it all."

An Jin already has over two million points. After deducting a small amount of bonus points, she earned nearly two hundred thousand yuan from just this one live stream.