Xi Rubao felt lancholic.
It’s not that she thought Shen Jiaqi did anything wrong, but this kind of strategy to attract fan traffic was sothing she could never hope to achieve.
She just wanted to share so study insights, to spread the knowledge that the Ancestor had imparted to her and benefit more people.
So this kind of casual sharing live stream would never catch up with a proper business live stream, right?
Xi Rubao didn’t take this matter too seriously.
But Shark Live was very concerned about the rankings.
Seeing that Shen Jiaqi finally surpassed Xi Rubao last night, Liu Jing, the general manager of Shark Live, breathed a long sigh of relief: "Ah, if a salted fish leaves, let it leave, she didn’t know what’s good for her anyway. Last ti, she didn’t even participate energetically in the Goddess Contest, doesn’t know how to help the site make more money. Such a host has no future, it’s more worthwhile to support Shen Jiaqi!"
Ten minutes later.
Shark Live had advertised all over the internet, buying many pop-up ad slots.
The advertisents had a dozen or so slogans, roughly saying "Shen Jiaqi, the number one anchor on the entire network, surpasses the second unknown small anchor!"; "Want to sell goods, find Jiaqi; want to go bankrupt, find a salted fish"; "Brother Qi riding the wind and waves, crushing all salted fish anchors!"...
The tone was one of belittling one while praising another.
This "salted fish" was, of course, a hint at [I am a Little Grass Carp], everyone in the live streaming world knew this.
Xi Rubao was on her way to visit the "Long Immortal Road" film crew with Zuzi.
Unintentionally, she scrolled through this news, and nearly exploded with anger.
"Sis, they’re bullying too much. Shark Live is implying in every way possible that I’m a useless salted fish?"
"I can call myself a salted fish, but who are they to insult as a salted fish? And subtly use as a stepping stone to promote their host?"
"I really didn’t think of competing with them, but if they release such statents, if I just pretend I didn’t see them, wouldn’t that an I’m letting them trample over ?"
Zuzi glanced at the emotionally charged Little Grass Carp, with a slight smile, said concisely: "Then go fight back."
"Sis, what did you say? I didn’t catch that."
"Make them submit."
Xi Rubao: "..."
Her sister must have listened to her brother-in-law’s phone calls too much, picking up those rough and domineering words.
She took a deep breath: "Alright, fight back! But wait, sis, you said how should we do it? We’re not even on the sa live streaming platform now, I can’t exactly snatch Shen Jiaqi’s fans to prove I’m the number one, right..."
As she spoke, she was dazzled by Zuzi’s half-smiling eyes.
Suddenly realizing: "Yeah, why can’t I win over his fans? He deliberately scheduled a low-price sale when I was about to finish my live stream last night, wasn’t that intentionally snatching my fans? I saw many fans co back and leave ssages, saying they bought a bunch of unnecessary stuff, and want to return it... No, the clay figures that Nuwa painstakingly molded can’t be swayed by bad consur habits. I have to go preach ’moderate consumption, purchase as needed’ positivity!"
"Sis, I’m not going to visit the film crew anymore, I need to go back and have a good chat with my fans!"
Xi Rubao just wanted to ask the driver to stop.
Zuzi stopped her hand: "No need to go back."
"Huh, sis, but my live broadcast equipnt and computer are in the hotel."
"Xiao Chenger said you can use your phone too."
"But..."
"Stream at the film crew."
The two of them arrived at the film crew, and Xi Rubao finally understood the immortal sister’s arrangent.
"Xiao Ma, aren’t you hosting a premiere press conference? The Ancestor found you a suitable host, to broadcast live for you, co, let’s et."
With a bright and cheerful smile, Zuzi officially introduced Xi Rubao to Director Ma Xiaogang.
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