Chapter 23: 2.3 Billion "Want to make a killing? Have you asked her?"...
Three days ago.
After Xin Jingli returned to the hotel, he saw the declaration of war on Weibo and deleted it.
She didn't bother to care. If they didn't believe it, then so what? It didn't affect her. Besides, as long as she knew that [繁] was doing charity, the money wouldn't be wasted, and she hadn't lost anything.
So I had dinner, took a hot bath, and fell asleep. By the way, I had a beautiful dream. I dreamed that I was traveling around the world with this card.
Over the next two days, she was busy eating, drinking, and having fun, and hardly looked at her phone, so she forgot about it.
Until that night, she was taking a bath in the bathtub, sipping the six-figure red wine sent by Song Fanghua, and her phone was playing elegant orchestral music, but she was always interrupted by pop-up push messages.
"Tsk, which app talks so much?"
She washed her hands, rinsed off the foam, picked up her phone and saw the hot search terms pushed by Weibo.
[The top female star on the list didn't show up! [Traditional Chinese] Suspected scam! The livestream has been completely taken down! Fans and passersby are demanding their money back! The battle is fierce!]
"What?"
Xin Jingli sat up from the bathtub, and the warm water produced white mist that lingered around him.
Those people went to the [繁] live broadcast room to make trouble?
When Xin Jingli clicked on Weibo, the trending search was still about the so-called "Shit-Eating Brother". The comments below were all praising this person for his justice, saying that he was fighting against an entire team alone. The topic was also related to the live broadcast room of another female anchor, and her followers were increasing rapidly.
In just a short while, the account gained another 20,000 followers.
Great, I thought as long as she kept quiet, the matter would fade away, but I didn’t expect that someone would use her popularity to make money?
It also hurts innocent people and implicates those who are truly doing charity.
Xin Jingli was furious and angrily switched APP to enter the live broadcast software.
Because she had spent a lot of money in the live broadcast room before, the platform seemed to have given her a membership. When Xin Jingli clicked in, there was a shining crown on the ID avatar.
She didn't watch the live broadcast and didn't know the rules. She thought since it was free, she would use it to liven up the atmosphere.
At this moment, as soon as the crown appeared, the live broadcast room immediately turned into countless "Oh my God!", covering the entire screen.
[Is this really her? Oh my god! Is there anyone who can verify if this account is real or fake?!]
[It's true! Li Pude is truly amazing! I'm following her now, and the message notification has appeared! I checked her account, and she has over 100,000 followers now, no doubt about it!]
[Is this even worth seeing? This crown means you're a certified money-scaling expert on the platform! It seems like there's a requirement to be able to scalp over a million per minute, and no one has ever gotten it!]
[Holy crap! Is this so exaggerated? I've really opened my eyes today!]
[Excited, excited, excited! Brothers, don't grab my little stool! Watch the fight from the front row!]
[Peanuts, melon seeds, ham, and sausage! Move aside, legs! Move aside, legs!]
[Oh my god, they only showed up in the last three minutes! Is it because the boss is so patient, or is it because the scam team is so guilty that they only dared to confront them for three minutes?]
"Who cares? I only care about who eats shit in the end! This is my first time seeing someone eat this, so I need to focus on interviewing them to find out what it tastes like!"
【Fight, fight!】
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When the hosts in the secondary live streaming rooms saw this, they jumped up from their chairs, pounded their hands on the tables, pointed at the Shining Crown ID, and shouted:
"Family! We've witnessed history! This crown has always been a legend, but this is the first time I've seen it worn! So cool!"
"With such a grand display, it's obvious they're facing off head-on! Is it a case of the king not meeting the king? Or the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl? It doesn't matter! Let's wait and see who gets the shit!"
"I've never seen anything like this in my life! Family, give me some tips, let's go! I'll give you a live explanation!"
"Oh my god! I thought this ID would run away with its tail between its legs tonight, but I didn't expect it to make such a bold appearance! It's going to be fun, folks! So excited!"
"No... everyone, don't leave. I'm also broadcasting it here! No need to go to the scene!"
"Come back soon, my fans! I need you too, my family!"
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For a time, the popularity of the [繁] live broadcast room was almost exploding, and it was directly listed on the live broadcast homepage.
In other livestream rooms, after seeing the message, fans immediately poured into the [Traditional] livestream room, saying, "Host, I still love you! I want to go to the next room and have some fun before I come back!"
All kinds of fans, passers-by, black fans, righteous people, and peacemakers gathered together, and the barrage of comments overlapped and flew over densely, so thick that they could not be distinguished by the naked eye.
On the other side, inside the rental house, in the live broadcast room, Jin Hu's smile froze.
Before this plan started, Luo Xiaoying guaranteed her that [Li Pu De Mei Bian] was an insider of the [Fan] team and that they were the ones hyping it up and would definitely not dare to go online. He asked her to just take the live broadcast traffic and deceive people into giving them tips.
As the live broadcast entered the countdown, the plan was about to succeed, it would soon be safe, and it would make a fortune immediately. However, this ID suddenly appeared, and it also had a crown logo, which made it clear that it wanted to "fight".
what to do?
The camera illuminated her face, and Jin Hu's smile was as stiff as a sculpture. She looked at Luo Xiaoying behind the equipment for help.
Luo Xiaoying shook his head calmly, signaling her to relax.
This ID only appeared at the end, which shows that their team was guilty and only dared to leave such a short time to explain, as it would be difficult to cooperate if they gave more time.
Last time, this account invested 10 million yuan, and the platform and the live broadcast room split it 50-50. After all the calculations, their team still lost 5 million yuan.
If they dare to invest another 10 million this time, the overall loss will be 10 million, which is not worth it, so they will definitely not dare to invest any more money.
Moreover, according to the data from his research on such platforms, no one would be so foolish as to do live broadcasts for charity, and there would always be some element of fraud.
[Traditional Chinese] The live broadcast room said that all the money would be used for charity. If there is even a penny where the money goes, it is a scam.
No matter how you look at it, he is right, so there is no need to worry at all.
The corners of his mouth twisted, and his hands typed frantically on the screen.
[100 Years of Professional Counterfeiting]: [Since my sister is here, everyone says she's very rich. Last time, she spent 10 million. Based on her ability, this time it should be more than 10 million.]
[100 Years of Professional Counterfeiting]: [To show that you didn't agree on this, let's change the amount of reward today. How about this, sister, how about 20 million?]
[100 Years of Professional Counterfeiting]: [Since we're all doing this for the public good, why not just complete the craftsmanship for the next few years all at once today? This will give everyone some peace of mind and make them feel they didn't make the mistake. It also serves as an explanation to us, and this business is worthwhile.]
After this message was sent out, the comments were copied and pasted crazily:
[Give me a 20 million reward to see my skills! ]
[Give me a 20 million reward to see my skills! ]
[Give me a 20 million reward to see my skills! ]
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Of course, there are also a small number of sober comments questioning:
[While there's nothing wrong with doing charity, isn't it bad to morally blackmail others?]
[Yes, it’s 20 million, not 200 yuan.]
What if they don't end up being on the same side? Wouldn't that hurt the good people? How would this end?
As soon as the voices of support came out, someone who wanted to watch the fun and stir up trouble immediately jumped out and said:
But if she doesn't give 20 million, and caps it at 10 million, wouldn't that confirm she's a team?
[Yes, if I took out the 10 million last time and deposited it again, the turnover would be good, and I could have cheated so many viewers out of their tips and made so much money. I would be happy to do that.]
They've made a lot of money these days. I think 20 million is too little. 30 million is the minimum.
"That's right, besides, isn't it a charity? If this is true, then he should just publish the charity accounts later and return some of the money to Sister Meibian. It won't hurt either side, and we have nothing to say. It also proves they're not a team."
【30 million! 】
【30 million! 】
【30 million! 】
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For a moment, the comments were in chaos.
Behind the camera, Tan Jingfan, dressed in black new Chinese style, sits on an old wooden chair, turning beads with his left hand and twisting white pieces with his right hand, playing Go with himself. The surrounding area is filled with white sandalwood mist, and his handsome face has a calm expression.
It was not until he saw a group of people shouting 30 million that he tightened his left hand, clutched the expensive bracelet, and frowned slightly.
30 million? Looking across the entire Dongcheng District, how many groups would throw away 30 million for nothing? Not to mention doing it for charity in a live broadcast room.
He had a deep impression of the ID [李普得迷边], which hadn't appeared since he threw away 10 million last time.
Later, he ordered someone to investigate the Zhao Yixu incident. The assistant reported back that this person had also reported Zhao Yixu. You know, during their last chat, she trusted him 100%.
So how did she know that Zhao Yixu was fake? And how did she confirm that he was real?
Regardless of the reason, the fact that she did not make any requests after donating 10 million yuan is enough to show that she is a kind-hearted person. So in the past few days, although the live broadcast room was repeatedly attacked by black fans, he never thought of contacting her and asking her to spend money to testify for him again.
He never mentioned her in the live broadcast room, and never gave those negative comments a look, for fear of inadvertently aggravating public opinion and putting her in the center of the storm.
But now, seeing that this matter was almost over, she appeared again. Tan Jingfan's heart tightened and he was worried for her.
He put down his chess piece, looked at the comments, and slowly spoke, "This lady has nothing to do with me. She has already donated 10 million. There's no need for her to use more money to testify for me. My assistant is currently sorting out the charity accounts for this period. If you're interested in the follow-up, you can follow my personal account."
The barrage of comments did not buy into this.
[You're still saying it's not a team, isn't that just a cover-up? ]
Are you playing the victim? Do you know that people who do charity work are soft-hearted and are just playing along?
[He also asked others to follow his account. If it’s not for popularity, what else could it be for? ]
[This is a blast, right? As expected, people die for money, and birds die for food. Seeing that your livestream is full of traditional arts like music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, I thought you were a good person!]
Give us our money back, you liars!
[Where's the platform? Won't they intervene? They've clearly scammed everyone out of so much money!]
[You two bastards! You're so good at making money, but you can't spend it! You're cheating on kind people! There's no good ending for you!]
[This is really damn bad! No wonder they say kind people can't make a lot of money! I don't know how much money they've made in just these few days!]
…
Looking at the barrage of comments that advocated for justice, Luo Xiaoying's mouth stretched to the sky.
It was thanks to the host that he spoke up, otherwise the fire wouldn't have burned so fiercely.
We have to keep blowing the air to make the fire bigger.
[100 Years of Professional Counterfeiting]: [Everyone, now you believe what I say, right? The streamer I pinned doesn't donate all his income to charity, but he's actually doing it. These people may not necessarily do the same. Instead of giving it to them, why not go to my pinned stream room? At least there's some protection!]
[Fake-buster! Hero! To protect everyone's wallets, he even threatened to eat shit. Sure enough, righteous words are hard to be heard! Don't let the kind-hearted people down!]
【Support the anti-counterfeiting brother! 】
【Support the anti-counterfeiting brother! 】
【Support the anti-counterfeiting brother! 】
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More and more barrages were copied and pasted, and in the rental house, the gift special effects from another live broadcast room filled the screen.
Luo Xiaoying and Jin Hu smiled at each other.
Wouldn't that be a ton of money? A wedding house is secured, a car is secured, and money for baby formula is secured! The future is bright!
The two were having fun when suddenly, carnival special effects popped up one after another during the live broadcast. The light reflected on Luo Xiaoying's face, freezing his smile.
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