Chapter 34
Hot searches continued to top the list, and Ranlong’s number of Weibo followers also soared into the tens of thousands.
Ranlong was bombarded with private messages on Weibo. She took a quick look through them and found that many of them were from Qiu An's fans who came to question her why she didn't follow Qiu An.
Perhaps out of consideration for criticizing Qiu An's fans, they used very tactful words, saying things like "Sister, did you forget to follow me back?", but their real intention was "You're so shameless."
Yes, any fan of Qiu An who clicks on Ranlong’s homepage and finds that “Qiu An is also following her”, and then clicks back to Qiu An’s homepage and finds that “Ranlong is not following her”, will be greatly defeated.
You didn't expect it, did you? Ranlong is secretly happy. No matter how unilaterally you are sentimental, it cannot change the fact that your sister is the dog who is chasing after her relentlessly.
Ranlong openly shared the link of the live broadcast on Weibo. She knew that many people would call her shameless and accuse her of taking advantage of the opportunity to make money.
Ranlong doesn't care. What these people say is the truth anyway.
Do these people really look down on her for making money through live streaming? It's just sour grapes!
Think about it carefully, does your sister Qiu An have to save face and never take advantage of opportunities to make money?
Ranlong was right, Qiu An wasn't some artistic worker who revered art. What money-making methods had she used in the past two years? Film and television, variety shows, live broadcasts, advertising endorsements, and even opening her own studio to promote new talent—everything she did made her money!
Funny. They're being sold out and still have to pay people. Aren't they talking about Qiu An's fans?
Do you have as much money as Qiu An? She keeps asking everyone to support Qiu An's career. So, when her studio makes money, does she give you a share of the profits?
Even with such strong psychological preparation, as soon as the live broadcast started, a large number of people who disliked her instantly flocked in, and the barrage of comments attacking her rolled down like a waterfall, which still made Ranlong feel very upset.
Although there are many people, there are very few who are willing to give rewards. The conversion rate is so low that even the platform wants to report it to the police. It is a pure waste of server resources.
Amidst the verbal abuses of "You've stopped pretending and now you're trying to make money", "I feel sick when I see your ugly face", "Did the super villain hit anyone on the set today", Ranlong saw a figure riding a white horse with golden light making a brilliant appearance.
Yes, her "true love" has come.
According to the live streaming platform's rules, each fan in a live streaming room has a rank and title based on the amount of donations they give. The host can set their own title, along with the text style and background image.
I was bored once, so I opened the background and set up this thing:
Passersby who hadn't tipped her usually came to scold her. Ranlong gave her the nickname "evil woman," with her name highlighted in red and no background image.
The highest title, "Big Brother," was reserved for just one person. Ranlong named himself "True Love Fan" and casually selected a unicorn box as the background image, with the text in shiny gold.
However, this "true fan" has always been low-key. Not only does he hide his name, but his ID only has the single word "Huan".
But today, Boss Huan not only put up a customized name, but also specially bought a typing effect provided by the platform. Every word he sent out was colorful and dazzling.
Each shot sends out a large section, occupying the entire screen and rolling across, just like a powerful move triggered by charging, clearing away a wave of soldiers with AOE.
"What's wrong with making money? Is it shameful to make money? Your parents put aside their pride and face every day and racked their brains to make more money, just to ensure you have enough food, clothing and education! And now you're scolding such hard-working people online. Don't you feel guilty?"
"If it's disgusting, just don't watch! Is it so hard to just click quit? No one cares about your opinion, you keep whining and complaining, are you just here to get scolded? Haven't you finished your summer homework yet? You're here talking nonsense, wasting the host's time? The host's live broadcast is not for you, not for you to watch! The world doesn't revolve around you, is that hard to understand?"
"No matter how powerful someone is, he's not as powerful as you! Isn't cyberbullying still considered violence? You talk so high and mighty, but in reality, you're just looking for an excuse to bully people, right? You only dare to hide behind an internet cable and point fingers at a stranger. Where's your decency?"
Boss Huan posted comments very quickly, with the aura of a one-on-one opponent. Often, in the time it took her to get a drink of water, Boss Huan would flood her screen with comments again. Perhaps he was an expert at voice-to-text conversion.
Ranlong imagined that even if the two groups started arguing with each other through voice chat, the saliva spitted out by the "true fans" could drown these "evil girls", and he felt a little funny in his heart.
Of course, it's also very satisfying.
Ranlong just stood by and watched Boss Huan chattering with the crowd, and in the middle of the conversation, a reward banner came up: "Set my authority to that of a room manager."
Finally, she had something to do. Ranlong opened the backstage and selected Boss Huan as the property manager. After setting it up, she accidentally clicked again and jumped to the homepage.
Ranlong noticed that Boss Huan's ID had a pink gender marker at the end. She was a girl.
It turns out her "big brother" is actually her big sister. She knew it.
Ranlong had visited Boss Huan’s homepage before, but had never seen this gender identification.
The first time I thought Boss Huan was a girl was when Ranlong was forced by her former manager to have a private contact and call someone "Big Brother", but was sternly rejected by Boss Huan. Boss Huan also said that if it is not necessary, there is no need to contact; if you really want to call someone, you can call him "Boss".
The second time I thought Boss Huan was a girl was when Ranlong was forced by his former agent to do a live broadcast that was borderline, but was severely criticized by Boss Huan who arrived in time. Boss Huan also said, just broadcast what you like, except for borderline ones... unless you really like it.
Ranlong stared at Boss Huan's homepage for a long time, and an absurd guess gripped her mind.
Ranlong was startled and dismissed the idea without further thought. She quickly drank a large sip of cold water to calm herself down and logged out of Boss Huan's homepage with trembling fingers.
Returning to the live broadcast room, Ranlong found that the comment section suddenly became empty, but the number of people "watching" did not decrease.
Ranlong initially thought that there was a bug in the system due to too many black fans flooding the screen. He looked carefully at the backend and found that tens of thousands of people had suddenly been added to the blacklist of banned people!
Holy crap, did they block everyone at once?!
Boss Huan’s blacklisting tactics are indeed effective.
Black fans were banned from posting messages, but they still had the right to send gifts. This means that if these people want to scold her, they must do so by posting a reward banner!
Sure enough, after a while, the black fans who reacted started to post banners, and the income of the live broadcast room increased sharply.
What a business genius! If Boss Huan wasn't short of money, Ranlong would have wanted to give her half of tonight's profits.
Anyway, even if Ranlong didn't say anything, there were still people who kept paying money to curse her. Ranlong simply ignored the live broadcast and opened the private chat box of Boss Huan.
She said to Boss Huan, "I've never asked you, you are a girl, right?"
Huan: "Some haters are saying you're being kept by a wealthy sponsor. I'll change my gender to female so it becomes 'Keeping by a Rich Woman,' which sounds better."
Dye: ...
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Neither Xixi nor Sister Hou liked the purely weightless activities, but it was quite late and only one pirate ship-like project was still having people queue up.
So they sat down with a curious attitude.
The result was that the two people, still in shock, got into a taxi on the way back. When they checked their phones, they almost died suddenly at a young age.
Like Ranlong, Sister Hou had no idea that last night’s dinner was a semi-public gathering. Seeing the slovenly photos of Ranlong all over the homepage, she was extremely anxious.
She wanted to ask Xixi what to do, but when she turned around, she saw that Xixi also had a look of shock.
"This, this... How could this information, which was kept secret from the crew, get leaked like this? Will it affect the subsequent promotion and marketing..."
"Ah, what did you say?" Sissi was not in the mood.
“These are the trending searches!”
Sister Hou handed the phone to Xixi. Xixi took a look and said nonchalantly, "This was a planned early disclosure. Didn't you know about this?"
"Huh? Was this planned?"
"Of course. This is Director Yuan and Sister Qiu An's crew, so they won't leak secrets easily. Even if someone accidentally takes a sneak shot, they'll be intercepted before it's revealed."
"Ah... it's over, it's over. Ranlong didn't dress up that day. Look, they all said that Ranlong wasn't as pretty as Qiu An's assistant."
Xixi was at a loss for words and teased her, "Who do you think is prettier, me or her?"
Sister Hou scratched her neck and whispered, "You look better in the photo."
"But what about the reality?"
"Hmm..." Sister Hou was indeed an honest child. She thought Xixi was asking her seriously, and she hesitated for a long time without giving an answer, regardless of who was sitting next to her.
Xixi looked at her amused and let her go: "Okay, don't think about it, I was just kidding, come and take a look at this."
Xixi handed the phone to Sister Hou. The page displayed Ranlong's livestream. The streamer was bored and scrolling through his phone in front of the audience. The comment section was empty, filled with banners displaying messages.
"What is this..." Sister Hou's face fell in an instant when she saw her ancestor.
She didn't know what was going on, but she had a feeling something was wrong.
For example, she had planned her image for her future after becoming famous early on - a strong woman who would not be defeated by difficulties, rumors or misunderstandings; but now she is seen as an arrogant woman who is only interested in making money and is neurotic and disregards her image.
The sky is falling.
But Sissi's world collapsed because of something else.
After she saw the abnormal situation in Ranlong's live broadcast room, she immediately looked at the live broadcast replay recorded by netizens. When she saw it, she saw her boss, Qiu An, jumping up and down in the comment area and firing at full speed.
Do you really think no one will figure out who is behind this account?!
Nowadays, all online speeches require real-name authentication, and the real-name authenticator of the "Huan" account is naturally her, as Qiu An's only designated confidant.
Not to mention what impact it would have on Sissi herself if the truth were to be revealed, someone would definitely associate this with Qiu An.
It’s not just some people who can do it, but everyone can do it!
If this is confirmed, how can she explain it to her?
Even if it hadn't been exposed, the PR fees for extortion would definitely be high.
Besides, among those haters that Qiu An scolded, there were inevitably some of her own fans...
Sissi sighed.
After Qiu An met Ran Long, his life was over.
As they were sighing, a banner flashed across the screen. This banner was very eye-catching and immediately attracted the attention of the four people.
Unlike other small rewards, the special effects of this banner are extremely exaggerated, with fireworks and rockets bombarding the entire screen. In addition to the special effects, there are even diudiubiubiu sound effects.
Xixi had been in Ranlong's livestream for a long time and was familiar with all the tricks there. For example, she knew that this banner was worth 8888.
Strangely, the name of the person who gave the tip was not "Huan", but "Yu Le", whom she had never seen before.
There was no message left on the banner, only a sticky call of "Ranran baby~"
For some reason, as if the voice could be played, Xixi and Sister Hou were both disgusted by this name, and they got goosebumps all over their bodies.
Sister Hou pointed at the banner and asked, "Who is this person? He doesn't look like a fan."
Sissi shook her head to indicate that she didn't know.
However, she had a keen sense of smell and smelled a bloody storm in advance.
The large amount of reward was given in such an intimate manner. No matter whether the person was male or female, old or young, a fan, a friend or a relative, he was already Qiu An's rival in love.
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