Chapter 180 Rebroadcast Part 4
Even though An Jin deliberately went easy on them, the three man-eating flowers still had their heads shaved.
For nearly two hours, the three of them couldn't win a single game.
Even though the man-eating flower had anticipated that An Jin would be a tough opponent, it was still a little angry after having its head shaved for two hours.
After another failed PK, the man-eating flower, whose legs were so weak from squatting during the game, sat up panting.
"No way, it's been two hours already, and the three of us have been getting beaten down by An'an the whole time."
The crayon cried and said, "Does this mean we're really going to have our heads shaved?"
The man-eating flower was also a little uncomfortable. Seeing that Crayon had spoken first, she followed along with what Crayon had said.
"Why don't you let Yuanyuan calm down first, and we can find someone skilled to treat An'an?"
Crayon glanced at the carnivorous plant and smiled, "Okay, An'an, what do you say?"
Seeing that both of them said so, An Jin naturally went along with them and played the good guy.
"Sure, Yuanyuan, you go and settle down first, I'll help you next time."
Zhang Yuanyuan looked at the three people in the camera and said with a smile, "Okay, Sister An'an."
She looked at the carnivorous plant and crayon in the video, who were looking at their phone screens, and then laughed as she left the live stream.
No sooner had Zhang Yuanyuan left than the carnivorous plant pulled in a male livestreamer.
"Folding fans are used for folk dances; his family has always had them."
The carnivorous plant explained to An Jin.
An Jin looked at the short-haired man in ancient costume on the screen and smiled, "Hello, folding fan."
The folding fan was clearly familiar with the man-eating plant; after greeting everyone, it casually joked with the plant.
"You man-eating flower, I heard you praising me as soon as I came in."
Everyone in the live stream area knows that An'an can't sleep. To say you have points in front of her is like showing off your skills in front of an expert.
The man-eating flower said with a crying face, "Folding Fan, you've finally arrived. You have no idea, Crayon and I had our heads shaved by An'an for two hours."
Crayon nodded and said, "That's right. I came to play PK happily, but I ended up giving myself a whole bunch of punishments."
Folding Fan often played with the two of them, so he was naturally aware of their fighting abilities.
Seeing that both of them said the same thing, he felt a little uneasy.
Folding Fan glanced at An Jin: "An An is so good at arguing?"
An Jin took a sip of water, and seeing the folding fan looking at her, she said in a friendly manner, "It's alright, just average."
Man-eating flower: "Look at An'an, look at how infuriating she is."
Crayon: "Quick, quick, quick! This time, three of us will fight An'an. We're sure to win!"
The folding fan then asked, "How do you play?"
The two, whose legs were sore from squatting, didn't even think twice: "Let's skip the process and just compare the total scores."
The folding fan, not quite understanding, asked: "Why not show the process?"
The fighting process is more likely to produce entertaining content, but I don't know why the folding fan wasn't used.
An Jin replied to the folding fan with a cheeky grin: "Because what they were doing with me before was just the process."
Folding Fan understood; it seemed these two really did need him to come and save the day.
He glanced at An Jin's current gift value and became more vigilant.
Within two or three minutes of being pulled into the PK, An Jin's gift value had already exceeded 100,000.
This wasn't even given during a PK battle; it was just a natural gift.
"Okay, then let's calculate the total score."
The man with the folding fan asked with a smile, "Three of us against one of you?"
An Jin nodded and said very naturally, "Yes, then I'll open here?"
The carnivorous plant said menacingly, "Open, open, open! Today I'm going to beat An'an until she calls me Mommy!"
Upon hearing this, An Jin replied, "Fine, if you can beat me, I don't mind calling you 'Mom,' but I'm afraid you'll be the one calling me 'Mom' after I beat you."
The man-eating flower, looking breathless, said, "You're too arrogant. We have to teach you a lesson today."
An Jin raised an eyebrow: "Then let's go."
The battle has begun.
"Let's not hold back when it comes to the total score, everyone! Brothers, sisters, wives, and husbands, just share whatever you have."
An Jin said sweetly, "Today I'm going to beat up the carnivorous plant and the crayon, and make them both call me Mom!"
The live stream chat was flooded with comments from people screaming for their mothers even before An Jin could hit them.
Various gift effects flooded the screen, and from the very beginning, An Jin's score alone overshadowed the other three.
She interacted with the viewers in the live chat with ease, and because the scores were so far apart, she didn't even need to campaign for votes.
It was the first time I'd ever played with a folding fan with An Jin, and I looked at the PK bar with a hint of surprise.
"That's amazing!"
After making a remark, the fan-wielding man buried himself in the live stream, campaigning for votes.
Folding fans are campaigning for votes, carnivorous plants are calling their big brother, and crayons are being displayed in the live stream room.
Why is the streamer taking care of his stomach? He's not even asking for votes anymore.
Crayon sighed, "After fighting for so long, I've figured it out: you can't beat someone no matter what."
He sat listlessly in front of the computer, looking as if he had seen through everything.
Playing the victim, huh? I like it.
The eldest sister of Crayon started exploding with gold coins.
Crayon's score surged, and although he didn't catch up with An Jin's score, he scored more than his two teammates.
An Jin curiously turned on her microphone: "We've been playing for so long, how come Crayon has such a high score?"
Crayon, no longer looking sickly, cheerfully said, "My eldest sister has made her move, An Xiao An, you'd better wait for your punishment."
"You're dreaming if you think I'll punish you."
An Jin snorted: "Catch up with me first before we talk about anything else, or I'll shave your head bald all night."
Crayon said smugly, "I'll catch up with you soon. Just you wait, I'm going to come up with a terrible punishment!"
An Jin didn't care about Crayon's boasting, but when Crayon started talking about punishment, An Jin became curious.
"What kind of punishment?"
The crayon grinned and said, "As punishment, you'll call me 'husband'."
An Jin's face immediately went expressionless.
Her eyes darted around, scrutinizing the grinning crayon from head to toe, and she said with genuine disgust, "How wicked!"
After saying that, An Jin turned to the fans in the live stream and said, "My wives, try your best! I don't want to take this punishment!"
Eight million, nine million, ten million...
Crayon watched helplessly as An Jin's score jumped from millions to tens of millions in just a few seconds.
Perhaps it was An Jin's sudden change in expression that alerted the other two, and soon the remaining two also turned on their microphones.
The carnivorous plant screamed and questioned Crayon: "Crayon, what exactly did you talk about with An-An! How come An-An's score suddenly increased by so much?"
Having completely lost the will to fight, Folding Fan looked at the comments from his fans in the live stream and asked curiously.
"What did you do with the crayons?"
Crayon chuckled dryly and explained, "I said if I win this round, I'll make An'an call me husband. I just wanted to show off a little."
The man-eating flower noticed An Jin's strange expression and tried to smooth things over, saying, "What are you? You want An An to call you 'husband'? I want An An to be my wife! Have you ever said that out loud?"
The carnivorous plant cursed the crayon mercilessly, hoping to use this to divert attention from the matter.
Unexpectedly, An Jin already had some reservations about them, and Crayon's words were just the last straw.
Everyone knows An Jin has a lot of male fans, and she gets a lot of votes for love.
Before, when the group was playing against each other, they didn't dare to talk about such things. But today, for some reason, Crayon wanted An Jin to call her husband over.
The competition continued. An Jin had just gone through a media storm, so when the man-eating flower tried to smooth things over, she acted as if nothing had happened and continued chatting and laughing with the others.
An Jin wore a bright smile, but what she was thinking was...
A gentleman takes his revenge, even after ten years.
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