Chapter 181 Getting Stranger and Strange
This was the first time the atmosphere had been so tense. Seeing that they were about to start arguing, Ji Wanqing couldn't sit still any longer and immediately turned on her microphone to speak.
"How about we play a few rounds of ARAM to relax? It's getting tiring to keep doing matchmaking."
At least in ARAM there are no positional distinctions, only one straight lane, so there shouldn't be any more arguments.
The finish line staff noticed Ji Wanqing's predicament and promptly offered her support.
"Sure, it's nice to play ARAM once in a while."
"Mm." Kiyono and Blank spoke at the same time. Although their voices were faint, their tone was much gentler.
Biefei sighed softly, paused for two seconds, and then spoke, "Go ahead and fight."
With everyone in agreement, Ji Wanqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief and tried her best to sound cheerful, "Baby Bus is departing!"
Then they switched to the free-for-all mode.
I'm worried for Qingtian.
Fortunately, these older brothers still dote on Qingtian and won't embarrass her.
A simple, unpretentious rich woman: "Can you childish people please stop making things difficult for my darling?"
It's normal to act childish in front of someone you like, it's just a little hard to stand on a sunny day, hahaha.
The atmosphere during the ensuing Arctic free-for-all was indeed much more relaxed and cheerful.
The unpredictability brought by the random heroes made the game much more fun, and the previous minor disagreements also dissipated. Various unexpected actions kept everyone laughing.
After playing several rounds of ARAM, it was almost time to go.
Ji Wanqing said goodbye to everyone, "I had a really fun day, thank you all for playing with me! I'm going to end the broadcast now, everyone get some rest!"
"Good night, get some rest," Biefei said first.
The others also said goodnight, and the viewers in the live stream also said goodnight and left the live stream one after another.
After turning off the live stream, Ji Wanqing leaned back in her chair with a relaxed smile on her lips.
She glanced at the live stream data; the number of viewers had exceeded five thousand today, showing some signs of recovery, but compared to the tens of thousands of viewers online not long ago, the difference was still significant.
Ji Wanqing's smile faded, but she wasn't particularly disappointed.
Since things have already come to this, there's no use in being discouraged. She can only accept it calmly and start over. At least this path hasn't been completely blocked, and she can still make money through live streaming.
She withdrew another batch of money from the back-end system, bringing her total earnings from the gifts she received during this period to approximately 1.4 million yuan.
My mother's surgery and hospitalization cost several hundred thousand yuan. We still have over eight million yuan available, which was also the balance from last time. It feels like there hasn't been much progress lately, and we're still a long way from paying off our debts.
Regardless, the fact that so many people are willing to support her is a great comfort to her.
She stood up, stretched her stiff shoulders, and looked out the window.
The night was deep, yet a few lights flickered, much like her mood at that moment—though shrouded in mist, there was always light ahead.
She decided to stop being anxious, focus on doing her best in the present, and seriously consider Starlight's advice, taking it one step at a time.
After figuring things out, Ji Wanqing had the best sleep she'd had since her mother's accident.
Even after she woke up and went to the hospital, Ji's mother noticed that her complexion had improved a lot, which put her at ease.
After a brief chat with Pei Yu about her mother's recent situation, Ji Wanqing went home.
After practicing dancing for a while, Ji Wanqing hesitated before sending a message to Meiying. Her current popularity was not comparable to Meiying's, and she had offended a big shot on the platform, so she didn't want to involve innocent people.
Sunny Day Tuan Tuan: [Sister Phantom, I think we should just forget about that online duet dance thing.]
Phantom hadn't started broadcasting yet, but the message came back quickly.
Phantom: [Okay.]
Seeing how decisive the other party was, it would be a lie to say that Ji Wanqing wasn't upset, but the other side quickly showed that it was typing.
Phantom: [Don't blame me for being ruthless. After all, you've offended a platform in this situation. It's not that I dislike your low traffic, it's just that it's my livelihood, and I'm a little afraid. But if you need any help privately, just let me know, and I'll do my best to help you.]
Upon seeing the message from Meiying, Ji Wanqing's slight disappointment was instantly washed away by a warm feeling.
She understood Phantom's concerns. In the adult world, self-preservation is the norm, so it was already quite rare for the other party to say something like "helping in private."
Sunny Day Tuantuan: [Thank you for your understanding, Sister Phantom. I understand and won't make things difficult for you. I wish you a successful live stream!]
After replying to the message, she put down her phone. Her mood didn't become heavy; instead, it became clearer.
It's better to rely on yourself than on others. Instead of hoping for help from others or worrying about implicating others, it's better to find a way to break the deadlock yourself.
Just then, her phone rang again.
The unassuming rich woman: [Sunny day, I finally signed a deal! It's still early before the broadcast, wanna grab some food?]
Ji Wanqing was a little surprised. She had always known that the rich woman was from Beijing, but she didn't expect her to ask to meet her.
Ji Wanqing had no reason to refuse her older sister who had always supported her.
She readily agreed, and an address was quickly sent over.
A simple, unpretentious wealthy woman: "I'm waiting for you here."
Sunny Tuantuan: [Okay! Coming right now!]
Ji Wanqing quickly took a shower and then took a taxi to the place the rich woman had mentioned.
The taxi stopped in front of a rather elegant-looking private restaurant. The storefront was small and hidden in a quiet alley; it would be easy to miss if someone wasn't there to guide you.
The shop has a quiet and elegant environment with antique-style decor, and the air is filled with a faint aroma of sandalwood and tea.
The waiter seemed to have been instructed beforehand. When he heard Ji Wanqing say that she was looking for a girl, he smiled and led her to a quiet private room.
Pushing open the door to the private room, Ji Wanqing saw a woman dressed in a Chanel-style outfit standing by the window with her back to her, making a phone call.
The woman was tall and slender with a well-proportioned figure. Her chestnut-colored medium-length hair fell obediently over her shoulders and back, clearly carefully styled.
Hearing the door open, she turned around, said a few more words to the person on the other end of the phone, and then hung up, a cheerful and somewhat friendly smile on her face.
"Sunny day? Come and sit down!" She quickly came forward, naturally took Ji Wanqing's hand, and led her to the table. "Was the road congested? I estimate you should be arriving soon."
Ji Wanqing was a little flustered. This was the first time she had met a wealthy woman, and she was not much different from the refined woman she had imagined.
"It's not congested, rich lady." Ji Wanqing subconsciously used the online address.
The woman chuckled and waved her hand.
"Don't call me 'rich sister' anymore. It's fine to use it online, but it sounds really embarrassing in real life. My name is Ye Ling, you can call me Sister Ling. Anyway, I'm two years older than you."
Ji Wanqing smiled. Ye Ling's cheerfulness made her relax, and she obediently called out "Sister Ling".
After the two sat down, Ye Ling skillfully ordered several signature dishes and made a point of asking Ji Wanqing about her dietary restrictions and preferences, showing great thoughtfulness.
"I've been wanting to see you for a while now, and I've finally got the chance." Ye Ling poured Ji Wanqing a cup of hot tea, her tone filled with familiar concern. "I've been watching your live streams lately, and you seem to be preoccupied."
Ye Ling clicked her tongue lightly. "Judging from your expression, it's not just because of Mom's illness, is it? Yesterday, the atmosphere between those men seemed increasingly strange..."
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