Chapter 87 PK Part 2
Points are skyrocketing.
Fans watching on the screen could no longer make out the exact score.
Once both sides' scores skyrocketed to one million, all they could see was the one million+ displayed on the PK bar.
Only the streamer can see the specific numbers through the live stream's backend.
An Jin listened to A Yan's excited campaigning, propped her face up with her hand, and chatted idly with the live chat, while also telling her older brother to send more votes slowly, so as not to send too many and instantly kill the other side.
When An Jin wanted to annoy someone, she really could. The spy who came from A Yan's live stream heard her words and immediately posted them to A Yan's live stream, stirring up trouble.
Ayan has been live streaming for so long that she knows quite a few big shots. These big shots couldn't stand An Jin looking down on them like that.
In just over ten seconds, Ayan's PK bar surged slightly, briefly surpassing Anjin's.
Startled, An Jin slammed her hand on the keyboard, knocking two or three keycaps off. She frantically directed the chat: "They actually dared to fight back! Brothers, charge with me!"
They charged forward without hesitation.
The bosses started to take action, and the surge in PK (player kill) scores was even greater than Ayan's PK score earlier.
At this moment, Ayan is dancing. She is wearing an ancient costume today. With a high kick, she kicks her skirt into a perfect half-fan shape. She moves her body to the accompaniment.
Unfortunately, the audience's attention was not on her dance, which was full of ancient charm.
She danced beautifully.
But An Jin's facial expressions were more captivating than A Yan's dance.
She was nearly injured in the face by the flying keycaps, and a wave of lingering fear washed over her. Her expression was a mixture of excitement and terror.
An Jin knew exactly how she made a living, so she was very afraid of damaging her beautiful face.
After a brief moment of panic, she began to feel angry.
An Jin certainly wouldn't blame herself for being too emotional; she would only take her anger out on others.
: Oh no, look at that expression on An's face...
Oh my god, the boss has entered the second phase! Everyone hurry up and get killed by the enemy. I feel like An An is about to unleash her ultimate.
It's definitely displaced anger, isn't it? She got so agitated that she almost hurt her face, and now she's blaming us!
: ┭┮﹏┭┮ Waaaaah, An'an, don't do this, I'm scared.
The number of gift effects on the screen skyrocketed.
An Jin suddenly started calling out names: "Old Crab!"
Mr. Krabs, who was delivering carnival supplies, was startled: "I'm here."
An Jin: "It's all your fault, apologize to me!"
Mr. Krabs: ...
Comments: Old Crab...why don't you apologize first?
I beg you, old crab, apologize quickly! The tigress is about to unleash her fury, and I'm scared.
Great, they didn't mention me.
Mr. Krabs felt a little frustrated, but also a little pleased. He knew why he felt frustrated, but for a moment he didn't know why he felt a little pleased.
He typed: I was wrong, An'an, don't be angry.
In reality, Mr. Krabs didn't know why he was wrong, but he felt that if he didn't apologize now, something unpleasant would happen soon.
An Jin started muttering to herself, clearly realizing that Mr. Crab's apology couldn't make up for her anger.
"It's all Mr. Krabs' fault! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have started this PK. If I hadn't started this PK, I wouldn't be so agitated. If I hadn't been agitated, I wouldn't be slamming my keyboard..."
Mr. Krabs: ...Yes, it's all my fault.
Comments: Yes! It's all Mr. Krabs' fault!
Mr. Krabs: ?
Comments: Old Crab, for everyone's eardrums' sake, you'll have to put up with this for now. We'll help you deal with An An later.
Mr. Crab looked at An Jin, who was pretending to cry, and at the barrage of comments on the screen, all admitting their mistakes, comforting her, and scolding A Yan. He was speechless for a moment and said, "How can I believe you when you're like this?"
Whether you believe it or not, you have to believe it. It's easy to get in but hard to get out. Now, if you want to run away, it's going to be difficult.
Mr. Krabs chuckled: "Is this some kind of hellhole?"
At the same time, Ayan, who had just finished dancing, sat in front of her computer and looked at the screen full of sarcastic remarks in the live stream, feeling completely bewildered.
She couldn't even maintain her forced smile: "Everyone, please ignore the strange comments. The PK is about to end, so don't miss the final double bonus."
During the PK, Ayan muted An Jin's mic; she didn't want to hear a single word from An Jin. Therefore, she naturally didn't understand the actions of An Jin's fans.
There's no reason to like someone. When they don't have enough resources and the person they like is sad, they'll do anything to make that person smile.
In ancient times, there was a story of lighting beacon fires to amuse the feudal lords, which won a smile from Bao Si.
Today, fans of An Jin are charging forward, all for the sake of seeing An Jin's face light up.
An Jin kept cursing and swearing. She was genuinely scared. Although she kept swearing, her eyes were filled with tears, making her look extremely pitiful.
Standing in front of his phone screen, Chen Su saw tears welling up in An Jin's eyes, and his heart ached slightly.
Visitor 32158: Don't cry.
Pei Ning and his friend frowned.
Happy Superman: An'an, don't feel wronged, I'll help you beat up the other side.
Ultraman: My heart is breaking because you're crying, little one. I'll send you a gift, don't cry.
Her crying caused a huge uproar and even brought out a lot of lurking monsters.
Jiang Jinhan learned from his viewers that An Jin had been beaten to tears in a PK battle, so he quickly topped up his account and came over to cheer An Jin up. Breadman and others also came with him.
But once they all arrived and learned the whole story from An Fen, their worries and doubts quickly turned into a mixture of amusement and exasperation.
They clicked into An Jin's live stream to check it out, and when they saw An Jin burst into tears because of the comforting comments in the chat, their faces were full of smiles they couldn't hold back.
The bread man said in a friendly tone, "An'an, that little girl, really can't keep anything to herself."
Anyone could tell that he wasn't really blaming An Jin when he said that.
Jiang Jinhan interrupted him, telling him to stop talking, because he could tell that An Jin was genuinely scared.
The cripple didn't know how to comfort people; he had already entered An Jin's live stream and started sending gifts for the carnival.
Even the usually talkative Pipa was quiet today. After all, he had been bickering with An Jin for so long, and seeing An Jin cry didn't make him happy.
The four people's joint inspection of An Jin's live stream attracted more and more viewers. The number of online viewers, which was originally stable at 150,000, increased to 180,000, not even counting the fans who went to A Yan's live stream to curse.
An Jin only cried for a while. After she finished crying, she felt less scared, since her face wasn't really hurt.
There were quite a few people in the live stream. After she finished crying, she felt a little embarrassed, because it was somewhat shameful to do something like this.
However, the cool gift effects that flashed across the screen quickly eased An Jin's embarrassment considerably.
She wiped her eyes clean, her eyes still red, and thanked the bosses for their gifts in a hoarse voice.
The bread man laughed: "I told you it was just a kid; he changed his tune in no time."
He chuckled softly.
Seeing this, Jiang Jinhan felt much less worried.
An Jin's crying brought the PK, which was still two minutes away from ending, to an early end.
Anfen's fighting power was strong, and Ayan, who was instantly defeated, looked very bad.
She reluctantly turned on the microphone: "I lost, I did the punishment, let's play again next time."
Ah Yan barely managed to maintain her dignity as a livestreamer, unaware that the world had already changed.
An Jin is shameless; she turned around and cut off the PK and started to fleece Mr. Crab.
While Mr. Krabs was being fleeced, he laughed along with the comments and kept getting tons of coins.
I actually scrolled through even more pages that night than the night before.
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