Chapter 62 A Career-Warping PK (Part 2)
An Jin bent down and called out "brother," "sister," "baby," and "Beibei" repeatedly, pleading and begging for mercy. This gave the viewers in the live stream, who had been bullied by her for many days, a real taste of what it meant for a serf to rise up and become the master.
The other livestreamers watching the show found it hilarious.
"This is so much fun! I can't help but want to follow it."
"What? Isn't it a gift?"
"Oh dear, I'm broke, so getting followers is my last resort."
"Are you trying to make your dad laugh to death?"
"To be honest, don't laugh yet."
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Why?
"All the big spenders in his mom's live stream have left, and you're still laughing? Are you laughing at your own father?!"
"What?! Oh my god, where's my boss?! Boss, boss, don't run away! Waaaaaah!"
Similar incidents have occurred in various live streaming rooms.
The loss of a large number of viewers and business owners immediately caught the attention of the streamers.
They were even more devastated when they saw in their fan group that their "big brother" had already gifted sports cars in An Jin's live stream and infiltrated the group of business owners.
"No way, what is Nanfeng Yao doing? He's been on the phone for half an hour, huh? Hurry up and come back to play PK, damn it."
"The password was stolen. I was watching the show and my older brother ran away. Waaaaaah, my older brother, waaaaaah!"
"I give up, please, everyone. There aren't many bosses to begin with, so please stop posting pictures of An An's legs in my group. I've lost so many bosses, waaaaaaah!"
"Brothers, you can't do this! Didn't we promise to be brothers for life? How can you forget our vow just because you're looking at a pretty girl?"
"No—don't abandon me—my boss—my older brother—my most beloved career—my longest-lasting companion—oh~"
"I can't take it anymore! An'an's live stream has over 100,000 viewers. Does anyone have Nanfengyao's phone number? Let's call him back right away."
"Hehe, I gained 60,000 more followers in just two hours..."
"No way! Those aren't just 60,000 extra followers; they're all my hard-earned brothers."
"I'm never eating melon seeds again, sob sob."
The streamers were lamenting in their own live streams, while An Jin was receiving so many gifts in her own live stream that her hands were sore from lack of them.
"Thank you all for the sports cars and cruise ships. Thank you everyone."
An Jin, on the verge of tears, thanked the presenter for the gift and said, "We were just saying, could the gift be delivered a little later?"
No, you can't pinch it. This is your last meal, a reward from me. Eat it and go home, okay?
Bosses, take my advice: instead of sending livestreamers their last meal, why not VIP me for 50 yuan and eat KFC with them!
Why buy KFC for 50? Tariffs have gone up now, and today is Thursday, so I'm paying 207!
Haha! The person upstairs is talking politics, the housing authorities should ban him!
Blue: Okay, three, two, one, let's go, senior.
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You dog.
Hehehehe, have a great graduation trip!
After contacting all his older brothers, Nanfengyao returned to find Anjin's live stream overflowing with viewers and his own live stream sparsely populated with comments.
Nanfeng sat in front of the computer, set up the microphone in front of him, greeted the viewers in his live stream, and then turned on Anjin's microphone.
An Jin, her face flushed, looked at her: "Finished the call? How do you want to do the PK?"
Nanfengyao pursed her lips and looked at the silent tablet screen in front of her.
That was clearly An Jin's live stream room.
With over 100,000 online viewers, a constant stream of gifts, harmonious bullet comments, and An Jin's high spirits, the show was a hit.
Nanfeng heard herself say, "Anything is fine."
You can fight any way you want.
Because she could already see the ending before it even began.
Nanfengyao took a deep breath and closed her eyes.
In any case, she cannot afford to lose too badly.
At least...
We need to at least recoup the money we earned during the six months of rest.
An Jin looked at Nan Fengyao, who had suddenly become more agreeable, with a puzzled expression.
"Then let's just compare scores, that's the simplest way."
An Jin sent another 10-minute PK invitation.
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