Zhang Long discovered that there were fewer than twenty viewers with fan badges in the live stream, meaning that these twenty people had all spent 6 yuan on him.
He started the lottery draw. Who was the first lucky winner?
The live stream administrator quickly selected the first fan: "Is Happy Dragon Fruit here? Send me your account and password privately."
After logging in, he found that the account had a lottery record, but not many, only about 30 times, all of which were 5 yuan prizes.
Zhang Long took out a prop box from the table and, in front of everyone, took out all the remaining numbered balls, leaving only numbers 1-10.
"Alright, now comes the tense and exciting part: choosing the multiplier."
"Is Happy Dragon Fruit here?"
"Are you nervous?"
As Zhang Long shook the beads, they began to make a crackling and clattering sound.
The last number to fall into the grid is 6, which means 60 draws.
While chatting with viewers in the live stream, he recharged 600 yuan into the account.
"You're asking me what I do?"
"If you keep doing this, you won't make any money. What if you lose money?"
“I do business in Shenzhen. Live streaming is just a hobby. Besides, I don’t rely on you to make money.”
"To put it bluntly, how much money do you guys have?"
Viewers in the live stream were moved by Zhang Long's simple and unpretentious words and started showering him with gifts.
Then rows of bullet comments appeared in unison.
"The dog-like streamer apologizes!"
"The dog-like streamer apologizes!"
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