He didn’t go to the bathroom.
Instead, he logged into Xi Rubao’s live stream using a secondary account.
Watching those hands painting, liked by thousands of fans on the screen, for so reason, he found them sowhat familiar.
Whose hands are these?
Have I seen them before?
Shen Jiaqi clenched his fist, his gaze shifted to Xi Rubao’s avatar, and the sight of ten million fans displayed there made his eyes bloodshot.
It took him three years to gather seven million loyal fans.
The other guy has only been streaming for a few days? Not even three days, right?
And he’s provoking him so brazenly in his own territory?!
The eyes behind the mask glimred with cold light, and he sent a ssage to General Manager Liu Jing: "Did you fake the traffic for the newcor?"
Liu Jing: "Boss, how dare I fake it, the newcor’s just that fierce."
Shen Jiaqi: "So you’re tailoring so competition for the newcor? Haha."
Liu Jing quickly thought: "No, no, it’s not tailored, boss, you can join too, even though you’re the male god, hehe... I’ll tweak the rules right away and change it to a God VS Goddess competition, how about that? You didn’t join before, so many fans just supported the female strear, but if Brother Qi you enter, your fans will surely co back to support you, after all, you are the number one male strear online, right?"
That flattery was loud and clear!
Liu Jing saw that Gu Pinting was completely down and beyond redemption, so fragile, knocked out within just one day of a seven-day competition, if this continued, Xi Rubao would dominate alone, how would the site make money?
So he seized this opportunity, capitalizing on Shen Jiaqi’s discontent, and pulled him fully into the battleground, didn’t he?
One minute later.
The banner of the Goddess Showdown quietly changed its title, adding the words Male God!
Shen Jiaqi’s fans saw this and flocked back to support their idol, apologizing to Xi Rubao as they left: "We’ll catch you next ti, Teacher Cao Yu!"
In front of the screen, Xi Rubao watched his skyrocketing fan count drop a bit, then noticed the site’s cheeky banner change, was stunned for a mont, turned off the screen and microphone, slapped the desk, and said: "Sis, their moves are too slick!"
At this mont.
Bao Gucheng was leisurely holding Zuzi, lounging on the sofa, accompanying her to watch Xi Rubao’s stream.
This was a rare ti of day when he could openly and closely interact with her.
A mont she wouldn’t slip away with a "Xiao Chenger, I’m done slling, go on with your work."
It was the nightly highlight he most looked forward to all day.
Yet at this mont, because of Xi Rubao’s indignant table slapping, Zuzi chuckled softly, slightly pulled away from Bao Gucheng’s embrace, and asked: "Soone stole your fans?"
Xi Rubao: "They are dishonorable, changing the rules midway, it’s too much!"
"Hmm, is that so..." Zuzi pondered, wondering what advice to give Little Cao Yu, whether to interfere.
A strong force behind her gently pulled her back into the embrace.
Dissatisfied with the little woman being snatched away, Gucheng spoke calmly: "For a live streaming app that retracts actions, who needs it."
"Brother-in-law, you an..."
"Switch to another app."
"Huh?"
Xi Rubao couldn’t believe it when her brother-in-law directly decided to cut ties with Shark completely.
True to his nature, that audacity... no ordinary person could possess it.
Even when Mommy initially suffered grievances at Penguin Reading, she didn’t think of discarding it.
She hesitated: "But brother-in-law, Shark dominates the live-streaming apps..."
Without Shark, where could she go?
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