"Dance your best striptease for your brother."
"I remember your seductive look. Give me another one."
The comments section is packed with messages.
It was interspersed with some offensive or provocative remarks.
Su Yan looked at it carefully.
Because she was wearing a hospital gown.
There was still gauze on her neck.
To others, all of this was seen as a source of amusement.
"Hey Lulu, are you going to have some fun in the hospital ward today?"
"Lulu, your outfit today is too conservative."
"Exactly, you have to show off that tiny waist, otherwise, how am I supposed to give you a tip???"
In unison, the number of comments on the screen kept increasing.
More and more people are flocking in.
Su Yan set up the phone stand.
I took the cup and drank a sip of water.
He spoke in a hoarse voice
"I have a sore throat and am hospitalized, so I can't speak."
After saying that, she stopped looking at the comments.
I searched around and found a book.
She reached out and took the book.
I sat at the table, drinking water and flipping through a book.
Five minutes passed.
The comments section was still filled with curiosity.
"Huh? What is Lulu doing?"
"What kind of fun are they trying to have? It looks interesting."
"I hope he dances even better than Lulu."
One sentence after another.
The screen was filled with comments from people watching the spectacle.
Half an hour has passed.
Some people started to get impatient.
"Holy shit!!! What the hell is going on?!"
"This is boring! I'm not watching anymore!"
"Is he really reading a book??"
"How did my sexy Lulu turn out like this??"
"Damn it, I wasted the money I gave as a tip."
"I'm scared, I'm running away."
One hour later.
The audience who were originally still watching.
Completely enraged
"Damn it, I came here to see the striptease, who wants to watch you read a book?"
"Is this a throat injury or a brain injury? Are you sure you don't need to see a doctor?"
"That's fucking boring."
"They've withdrawn."
There were an unusually large number of comments.
This is even more than any previous live stream.
In the past, it was always about flirting, compliments, and giving gifts.
This time, I got scolded.
The live stream lasts two and a half hours.
Su Yan sat there and read for two and a half hours.
Even Su Yan didn't know when it ended.
But when she looked up, she had already exited the live stream.
The next two days.
Su Yan broadcasts live from 10:00 AM to 12:30 PM every day.
He didn't say a word, just sat there flipping through books.
And this is the way live streaming is conducted.
At first, there was a barrage of criticism.
It's probably just too bizarre.
Occasionally, someone will sneak in from another live stream.
"I heard Lulu has reformed and become a weirdo, so I came here specifically to see."
"Wow, he really doesn't say a word and just reads books."
"Awesome."
The barrage of comments came one after another.
Gradually, people began to get used to her live streams.
He even became a fan of hers.
"666, I really love you to death."
"Wow, what a free and easy way to do live streaming! I'm a fan now."
Of course, this kind of fan is only a small part.
Most passersby simply glanced at the page and then closed it.
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Su Xiaohua was bored at home on Saturday and Sunday.
He probably wanted to find Su Yan too much.
But I can't get in touch with them.
So I started searching randomly.
I opened Weibo and looked at the trending topics.
Scroll down to see.
Su Xiaohua flipped through the pages for a while.
Then he pointed to one of them with his little finger.
She read it out one word at a time, in a childish voice.
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