Over on her stream, Jiang Qiuqiu’s fans were celebrating her championship victory.
Countless people sent their congratulations via the bullet comnts, and so well-off fans also took the opportunity to send a wave of donations to her stream.
She smiled and told them not to.
"I didn’t extend the stream to make you all spend money."
"I wanted to share my joy with all of you—"
"But enough talk, let’s fire up the grill and keep cooking! Once the PK event is officially over, the feature that lets you claim a portion as soon as twenty are ready will be gone."
With that, she set up the fire stones again, took out the skewers she had prepared earlier but hadn’t finished grilling, and placed them on the rack.
The number of live viewers tonight was much higher than before the PK had started. It was obvious where they had all co from.
During the idle chatter, soone in the bullet comnts brought up Wang Henli’s claim about stolen votes.
Jiang Qiuqiu offered no comnt, only saying, "The company will provide a detailed explanation regarding the votes. We’re all involved parties here, so what we say doesn’t officially count."
[Why are you bringing that up? This is Juju’s stream. Let’s not talk about other things, can we please just talk about the food!]
[Yeah, exactly! Let’s just focus on the food!]
Just then, the familiar Holy Light dialogue box floated by: [She already took first place. As fans of the winner, you should be looking forward, not back. Aren’t you all falling a little behind the tis?]
[As proper fans, your strear has leveled up, so shouldn’t you all try to level up too? To keep getting hung up on this is just petty.]
The topic of Wang Henli was quickly shut down. As ti went on and the aroma of the grilling skewers began to spread, even fewer people ntioned him.
After the PK ended, uploading dishes beca much more flexible. Jiang Qiuqiu would upload a batch every ti she finished grilling twenty skewers, and everyone claid them like they were opening blind boxes. They ate, chatted, and shared what was on their minds. Amid the warm and pleasant atmosphere, midnight eventually arrived.
She had grilled nearly all the skewers she’d prepared. Even for Jiang Qiuqiu, whose spiritual power had recently been upgraded, it was still a bit tiring. After uploading the last twenty skewers, she stretched her stiff muscles and looked at the cara.
"It’s finally over for today."
"There were too many people earlier, so I felt a bit embarrassed to give a victory speech." Jiang Qiuqiu coughed lightly, a smile on her face. Her round eyes, sparkling under the lights, looked warm and gentle. "Now that so much ti has passed, everyone still left in the stream must be one of my die-hard fans."
[Yes! That’s right!]
[Steel-hard!]
[I’m titanium-alloy-hard!]
[cha-alloy-hard!]
As everyone rushed to the bullet comnts to declare the "depth" of their fandom, Jiang Qiuqiu burst out laughing. "Looks like my fans are made of all sorts of materials."
After she finished laughing, her expression turned serious. She looked at the cara, her gaze focused, as if she were looking at every single person watching. "The Food Zone PK has co to an end, and I took first place." She pointed to the "Zone’s #1" indicator in the top-right corner of the stream interface. "To be honest, I was very confident."
"Before this competition even started, I believed I could take first place."
If anyone else had said sothing so arrogant after a victory, they would have definitely been flad for letting the win go to their head.
But this was Jiang Qiuqiu.
Her confidence, backed by undeniable skill, was simply dazzling.
[!]
[Yeah, she was always going to be number one! I was convinced Juju would win even before it started!]
[In my heart, Juju is the only number one!]
[She’s so beautiful when she’s confident!!!]
"But once that title was actually up there, I realized sothing. This first-place victory is one I achieved together with all of you."
"I’ve already said ’thank you’ so many tis. Even if I wanted to say it again, you’re all probably tired of hearing it. I know that more than hearing say ’thank you,’ you’d all much rather hear say—"
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