These bizarre bullet comnts only appeared for a mont.
Chen Yu was tired. He had stopped imitating characters from shows and movies and entered a more capricious phase, doing nothing but idly chatting with his audience.
All he did was chat and pull the cara bot a little closer to his face.
Just as things on his end were calm and peaceful, a huge wave of peculiar bullet comnts suddenly flooded the shared comnt stream.
This line was a title Jiang Qiuqiu had once used but later scrapped to sound more professional.
[SHOCKING! Why are n and won, young and old, all crying tears of joy? Because they ate... ###]
An astonishing number of these ssages flashed before the eyes of his audience.
Everyone’s simple minds could only process one thing: ???
Before anyone could react, this batch of comnts was quickly buried by the next wave, which read—
[Mom asked why I was crying while watching the stream. It’s because I ate this—]
[Why is a college girl hiding under her covers late at night instead of sleeping? Because—]
[A 130-year-old man suddenly learns to use the Star Network, spends a fortune on a terminal, and secretly watches a beautiful woman every day. Why? Turns out, he just wants to eat this—]
[A peaceful family dinner suddenly erupts into a brawl! The culprit? This—]
[A loving couple suddenly starts trading insults, all because of a small piece of tofu?!]
Wave after wave of clickbait headlines scrolled past, making Chen Yu’s fans feel like they had discovered a whole new world in the comnts. Soone couldn’t help but ask: [What is all this?]
By now, the aroma of the fried food had mostly dissipated.
Only a faint, crisp fragrance lingered in the air.
Soone had started a conversation! Wanxing’s goal was achieved!
Soon, these die-hard fans began responding to the person who had asked the question.
[Hey, friend! We’re talking about the food we’re eating!]
[We’ve got so super delicious fried food! Taking a bite of this steaming-hot stuff on a cold winter day will warm your heart right up!]
[Step right up, don’t miss out! Co on over to our stream and take a look, friends! Did you sll that aroma just now? We’ve got fried tempura and all the Ancient Earth cuisine you can eat—]
After that, everyone began spamming the sa ssage in the comnts: [Step right up, friends, don’t miss out! Enjoy all the Ancient Earth cuisine you can eat—]
You had to admit, the words "Ancient Earth" were like a brand na—they had a certain appeal.
Right away, so people said they would go check it out, as did others who had been drawn in by the eye-catching headlines.
Chen Yu’s stream lost another few hundred million viewers.
His viewer count was plumting like a sled down a hill, yet the commotion in the comnts was massive. He quickly realized that the fans of his neighbor—Jiang Jiujiu from the Food section—were... really interesting.
Genuinely interesting. So much so that he couldn’t help but crack a smile.
"Oh? Let’s see... are they trying to poach my fans in my own stream?"
His voice was gentle, not deep, like the clear, tinkling water of a mountain stream. Imdiately, his die-hard fans declared in the comnts that they would never leave his stream, not even for a second.
[I was born in my Yu’s pond! I’ll die in my Yu’s pond! I’m not leaving even if it kills !]
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[Don’t be scared, Yu! We’re here to protect our precious idol!]
When it ca to spamming the screen to declare their loyalty, the fans who were there for his looks had plenty of fighting spirit.
’This isn’t good. The tide is turning against us.’
Wanxing had organized a fun mobilization campaign in the fan group, and naturally, so of them had gone to Chen Yu’s stream. Seeing the cheerful atmosphere start to fade, the leader of the squad stationed in Chen Yu’s stream looked at the strear, and a sudden idea sparked in her mind—
She had her team post a ssage in the comnts.
[To the extraordinarily handso and incomparably charming Strear Chen Yu: we don’t just want to poach your fans, we want to poach you, too—]
It was just a cheeky line. As expected, the strear would probably refuse, at which point the squad leader’s next line would be to play the pity card: [We just want more people to taste the food our strear makes. She works so hard cooking for us... WAHHH.]
’As long as they could lure their ’mark’ into Juju’s stream before ’going in for the kill,’ everything would be fine.’
But to everyone’s surprise, after seeing the ssage, the strear’s slightly red-tinged eyes, which shimred like liquid light, suddenly brightened with interest.
—"Invite ?"
—"Sure."
The entire audience was stunned.
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