——Of course, they got so!
By now, Jiang Qiuqiu’s stream had posted the giveaway link at least sixty tis. The quick-fingered ones had already used up their three chances.
Dedicated fans were waiting for their favorite dishes to appear, but the people in this discussion group hadn’t eaten anything yet, so they were willing to try for whatever was available. Soon enough, soone managed to snag so food.
Then, they ca to the group to share their joy.
——Whoa, this is so good! I got one! Did you guys get anything?
——Hahaha, Brother Chen, your hands are slower than mine! I’ve already gotten three dishes.
——I got the at. The at is so delicious!
——It’s only five Star Coins! That breakfast place by my house charges over a thousand Star Coins for one al! This is such a steal!
The chat was overflowing with cheer, having clearly beco another one of Jiang Qiuqiu’s fan hubs.
Once they had eaten and drunk their fill, everyone had long forgotten why the discussion group was created in the first place.
The ssages flew by. Seeing this, the admin from Qingshan Green Water Studio felt their heart twist, but they stubbornly tried to stir up so drama in the chat again.
But how could a single drop make a splash in a tidal wave—
Oh, wait. Soone did notice.
GentleAsADaisy: @Admin Can you stop spamming? Admin posts send out notifications. You’re distracting from getting food.
——Yeah, seriously. It’s so annoying.
——Can’t you just stop? You have no manners. We’re busy with important business here.
At that mont, only one thought ran through the minds of the people still working at the studio: ’It’s over.’
They had beco a free promo team for her yet again.
The Qingshan Green Water Studio discussion group was now so quiet you could hear a pin drop. They had lost another battleground.
They were the biggest and most successful studio in the business! To maintain the dignity of a major studio, they still went to Jiang Qiuqiu’s stream to post a wave of negative comnts during the final monts of this campaign.
As they were posting the negative comnts, two of the girls whispered to each other, "Sigh, the stream should still be on when we’re done. Let’s try to grab so food too!"
"Okay!"
"What do you want to get?" one girl asked, her mind fixed on the screen. "I want the dumplings!"
"I want to try that fruit juice. It looks so sweet!"
Giggling, the two of them decided how to use their three chances. After the posting was done, their group leader sent a ssage to the discussion group—’You can stand down for now. The studio has released control of the accounts. Wait for the next assignnt’—and then imdiately tapped the center of their screen, ready to join the giveaway!
As a king-tier troll, he was extrely confident in his clicking speed—
But soon, a line of text popped up on the light screen: Hello, due to your comnts in this stream, the strear has restricted your account from the backend. You are unable to participate in this channel’s lotteries (Ban duration: 100 years).
???
"What’s going on?"
"I’ll go ask in our small discussion group—"
When they asked, many people replied. Apparently, they had all tried to enter the lottery, and every single one of them received the sa ssage: Banned for 100 years.
At the sa ti, in the Hardcore Ju People discussion group.
BigBroNoMo: I’ve banned 110 people.
EatEatEat_NeverStop: I got 94.
...: I got over 300.
Mu Sheng: Wow, the big bro above is so fast!!
...: Hehe, that’s what being single for seventy years gets you.
——Impressive.
——Very impressive.
Everyone harmoniously used their backend permissions to ban the group of trolls.
Wanxing’s brow smoothed. ’This is how it should be. It’s just not right to fill your belly and then turn around to curse the cook. Since they claid the food here was terrible, why should they be allowed to try and grab more?’
’They should just have to sit back and watch everyone else eat and drink happily.’
The scene changes. At the Dais Family residence, Miss ilin pointed at the nasty comnts scrolling past on the bullet screen, her brow furrowed. "What is this trash?"
"Miss, they appear to be paid trolls."
"Watching them is ruining my appetite," Miss ilin said, her face expressionless. "I despise them."
That tone?
Question marks seed to pop up over Jiang Jiang’s head as they asked, "Miss, your aning is...?"
"Make them disappear."
...
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Bonus Scene
i Lin: I shall use Rich Girl’s Disappearing Act.
Abracadabra—
They’re gone!
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