"Of course." Before the staff member could finish speaking, Director Xia had already taken over, "Go and call her over."
Director Xia's words reached the ears of the viewers in the live stream without fail, and everyone was instantly overjoyed.
[Confessing my feelings to Director Xia]
Director Xia, you are my god!
[Director Xia, today is another day of loving you!]
Director Xia, I want to have your babies!
Seeing such outrageous and nauseating comments, Director Xia really felt a chill run down his spine.
Are all netizens this generation so shameless and without any moral compass?
He's a man, and not even a good-looking one, yet these netizens really don't discriminate!
Just then, Wan Jiao walked over, and Director Xia immediately turned the camera around, saying, "Next, let's hand over the live broadcast room to our Wan Banxian."
Wan Jiao raised her hand and waved to greet everyone.
Then, amidst a series of gift effects, Wan Jiao spoke up, "Thank you for the gifts, everyone. Please feel free to ask me any questions you may have, and I will answer them all."
[Host, why did you go from being a regular guest to a mystery guest? Were you injured in a haunted house?]
[Host, you don't even have time to participate in the show anymore, will you still have time to stream in the future?]
[Waaaaah, please don't stop your daily fortune-telling livestream! It's my lifeblood! Streamer, I'll really die without you!]
[I've heard that cultivation is very expensive. Do you have money, streamer? If not, we can crowdfund it for you.]
With so many people in the live stream, even one yuan per person adds up to a lot of money...
We're willing to do anything for our streamers...
[...]
All the comments were exactly like those made by a brainless fan of a certain popular celebrity.
Logically speaking, these 'people' shouldn't be so likable in any situation, but it's a different story because they're currently idolizing Wan Jiao.
A barrage of comments flooded the screen, all expressing their willingness to crowdfund for Wan Jiao.
Wan Jiao: "..."
So, what exactly does she do to deserve this?
"Thank you all for your kind offer, but I don't need your crowdfunding support."
"I wasn't injured in the haunted house, but I had other things to do, so I couldn't stay with the production team."
"Live fortune telling will continue every day, so there's no need to worry."
"..."
Wan Jiao answered netizens' questions one by one, and received a lot of positive feedback. Although she did not do anything intentionally, she still attracted a continuous stream of faith to her.
This feeling is really quite magical.
On a whim, she said, "I am truly grateful for everyone's support. I have nothing to give back, so I will connect with two kindred spirits to express my gratitude."
As soon as Wan Jiao said this, hundreds of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room immediately started dancing excitedly on the spot.
[Haha, the streamer is so nice, so doting on their fans, and so approachable!]
[Who wouldn't love a streamer like this?]
I've been watching her livestream for as long as she's been streaming, but I've never been selected. I hope I'll be one of the two lucky ones today.
May the Jade Emperor, Queen Mother of the West, Guanyin Bodhisattva, and Buddha protect me.
【God bless……】
[...]
The number of viewers in the live stream kept increasing, and in just a few minutes, the original 190 million viewers became 300 million.
This shows just how much the netizens of Shengguo wanted to be selected when Wanjiao said she would connect with someone destined to be chosen.
Wan Jiao stared at the ever-increasing numbers and, unusually, livened up the atmosphere during the live stream, asking, "Does everyone want to be my destined one?"
I want to think about it, I dream about it.
[Host, do you recognize me? I really love watching your live streams, and I really want to be one of your lucky viewers.]
[Hey bro, you're not alone. All 300 million viewers in our live stream think the same way, okay?]
[...]
Wan Jiao had already felt everyone's enthusiasm, so she didn't delay any longer and said decisively, "Are you all ready? I'll count to three and then we'll start connecting."
Netizens are all too familiar with Wan Jiao's live-streaming routines. What's with the countdown to three? There's no one or two, just three.
In an instant, everyone was frantically clicking to request a connection.
However, something magical happened.
Well, Wan Jiao was unusually quiet today; she actually counted one and two before counting to three.
[Did I do something really good today? The streamer actually counted to three???]
I almost wondered if I'd entered the wrong live stream...
If the camera hadn't been so close to the streamer's face, I would have thought I'd wandered into the wrong livestream room.
Amidst the flurry of comments, the first person to find their match was revealed: a middle-aged man around fifty years old, his face bearing the deep marks of time. Upon discovering that he had connected with Wan Jiao, he was so excited that tears streamed down his face. "Master, am I dreaming? I've really connected with you?"
Wan Jiao: "Yes, uncle, what do you want to know?"
"Uncle" is a nickname for a fast-moving man.
After Wan Jiao asked him what he wanted to know, he raised his hand to wipe the tears from his face and hurriedly asked Wan Jiao, "Master, my son is missing. I have searched everywhere I can think of, but I can't find him. Can you help me?"
[Holy crap, are human traffickers this rampant now? Even with our nation's strong crackdown on illegal human trafficking, how dare they commit such crimes so blatantly?]
[Judging from the man's age, if he can't find his son, having another one might be too difficult.]
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