Although Xiaoxin turned off the video, some sounds could still be heard. It was 2 a.m., and there were still more than 600,000 people watching the live stream.
Holy crap, is this exciting? They owe over five million?!
[If the gambler says he owes five million, then it's definitely more than that.]
Actually, I've wanted to say this for a while now. It's strange that Shin-chan's younger brother keeps asking for money.
[The main problem is that Shin-chan's mom spoils him too much, giving him everything he wants. He's probably been targeted and set up by someone long ago.]
Xiao Xin was so angry that his blood pressure rose, and he felt dizzy. He spent the whole night looking at his younger brother's debts, from various loan apps to bank loans, and finally found out that he owed more than seven million yuan.
Needing so much money in a short time, she had no choice but to sell her RV at a low price, conservatively estimating that she would only have about seven million left.
So in the end, I had nothing left?
"Why didn't you say so sooner? If I had known you owed so much money, I would never have fallen out with your fans."
"What do we do now?"
Shin-chan got angry and kicked his younger brother again.
Hearing that Xiaoxin had fallen out with her fans, Xiaoxin's mother and younger brother looked over in shock and confusion, but they didn't dare to ask, because the family relied on her to live a good life.
"Sister, wh, what happened?" the younger brother asked cautiously.
“There’s a livestreamer who exposes fake news. He knows I’m rich and is still playing the victim. Now everyone online is attacking me. I’ve decided to turn against him. I was planning to come down and run the company, but you owe me millions. Do you want me dead?”
Shin-chan covered his face and began to sob.
"Isn't this perfect? Xiaoxin, your fans are still easy to fool. Tomorrow, just tell them about your brother owing money, and they'll understand. Then you can continue to fool them," Xiaoxin's mother suggested.
My younger brother agrees; this method is good.
"Yeah, sis, tomorrow I'll kneel down and apologize to you in front of your fans and make it clear that you really have no money now. They'll definitely continue to follow you and send you gifts."
Shin-chan thought about it and realized that this was the only way to make up for it.
Live broadcast room.
Good heavens, this family is terrifying.
I initially felt sorry for Xiaoxin's mother, but it turns out none of them are good people.
Everyone's a villain.
Being a Shin-chan fan is so tough; I get repeatedly taken advantage of.
Brothers and sisters, I only have one thing to say: not following or discussing this kind of scammer streamer is the best revenge.
Unfollow, unfollow.
After what just happened, my followers had already dropped to 300,000, and now another 200,000 have vanished in an instant, leaving only 100,000 zombie followers.
Lin Xiaozhe's live stream.
Fans revel.
Lin Xiaozhe has gained another wave of fans this time.
Hu Xinxin is really going too far; she's treating her fans like pigs to be slaughtered.
On this cold internet, where attacks and insults are everywhere, even the few people who are willing to risk their own warmth and love are taken advantage of.
In Lin Xiaozhe's eyes, this kind of person is even more hateful than someone who cheats others out of their money.
"Brothers, let's stop giving this kind of fraudulent streamer attention. Letting her fade into obscurity is the best punishment."
"I'm off."
Lin Xiaozhe waved his hand and ended the broadcast.
The next day, Hu Xinxin and her family returned to their hometown. They had already started looking for a real estate agent to sell their house. Back in their dilapidated old home, they recorded a proper apology video.
I thought this video would garner sympathy from my fans.
As a result, after Hu Xinxin posted it, ten hours had passed and there were still less than ten comments and less than 30,000 views.
This is simply unimaginable; in the past, any one of her videos could easily get over 100,000 views in just one or two hours.
Am I already that hopeless?
Hu Xinxin panicked a little. She opened D-site and found that the number one trending video was about Lin Xiaozhe accusing her. Eight out of the top ten trending videos were related to her.
"Dou Niu Lin Xiaoze's live stream confirms Xiao Xin's uremia, a girl's live stream edit."
"Why did Xiaoxin, who had a million followers on D-site, become completely forgotten overnight?"
"The rumor circulating online that Xiao Xin's younger brother was scammed out of 8 million yuan in a pig slaughtering scheme actually had signs beforehand. Let me explain in detail."
"Losing 900,000 followers overnight? A detailed list of the eight major crimes committed by a girl with uremia."
"......"
Besides these, many other videos followed suit and jumped on the bandwagon, and for a time Hu Xinxin became a universally hated figure on D-site.
Of course, besides those trying to ride on Hu Xinxin's popularity, there are also some bolder ones who want to ride on Lin Xiaozhe's popularity.
The outdoor honey badger, ranked tenth in the trending videos, openly claimed during a live stream...
"Lin Xiaozhe, you're meddling in other people's business. You're just a Dou Niu streamer, mind your own business. If you've got the guts, come and beat me up. I'll be waiting for you on a deserted island in Southeast Asia. Do you dare to come?"
The video's popularity skyrocketed, quickly reaching number ten on the trending list.
By evening, Hu Xinxin was prepared to be criticized. She decided that this live stream would be all about apologizing and admitting her mistakes, and that whatever the audience said would be right, and that it was all her fault.
As long as you show a good attitude in admitting your mistakes, you might regain some followers.
Once the storm passes, this incident will just be a minor blemish, and we can still make money. Even if it's not as much as before, earning several hundred thousand a year shouldn't be difficult.
On the internet, as long as you're shameless, you can make a lot of money.
She eagerly waited until eight o'clock, and even deliberately included photos of the terrible environment of her hometown in the pictures, hoping to evoke sympathy from others.
Live stream title: My younger brother gambled away eight million yuan, and now I'm so poor I don't even have money for dialysis.
She thought that using some pitiful headlines would attract readers.
After waiting for a long time, there were only a handful of people in the live stream, and none of them said anything.
There's not even anyone to criticize him; this is the worst that can happen to a streamer.
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