With double cashback, Stan Harrison didn’t feel the pinch at all; he was only worried that he wasn’t spending enough money.
"Thank you to A Streak of Green on the Head for the Super Rocket, thank you!"
"Thank you to A Streak of Green on the Head for the sixty Super Rockets, thank you, Brother."
"Brother, do you like watching people dance? How about I dance for you?"
Just as Stan Harrison was about to stop gifting inorder to reply to the strear, he received a warning from the system.
[Reminder to the host: if you stop gifting, it will count as one consumption cashback. You can only have two consumption cashbacks per week. Please be cautious, host.]
Stan Harrison continued to send gifts, not daring to stop at all, not even having the chance to reply.
The gift spamming in the live stream room never stopped.
SUPER ROCKET × 60
SUPER ROCKET × 100
SUPER ROCKET × 600
SUPER ROCKET × 999
One Super Rocket costs two thousand dollars; ten Super Rockets would be twenty thousand, and one hundred Super Rockets would be two hundred thousand.
In less than thirty minutes, Stan Harrison had already spent a full million dollars on gifts.
Maya Zimrman had clearly never encountered this situation before and, for a mont, didn’t know what to do.
PancakeBandit: [Damn... truly a Super Tycoon.]
TutorialBossVictim: [Spending a million on gifts directly, does he want us to live?]
Stan Harrison directly beca the top contributor on Maya’s leaderboard.
It was simply inhumanly wealthy.
"Brother A Streak of Green on the Head, do you want to add my snapchat? I have already sent you a private ssage in the backend."
Maya Zimrman said again.
NPCWithAnxiety: [Strear, you need to stay steady, don’t be bought by the rich guy.]
NoisyAF: You’ve changed, actually taking the initiative to add a man’s snapchat.]
The PK between Xander and Maya Zimrman ended quickly; because of Stan Harrison’s participation, Xander was defeated miserably.
But Stan Harrison’s gifting did not stop; he kept sending gifts.
Kept sending and sending.
Thirty minutes later.
SUPER ROCKET × 2300
Only after spending all the money did Stan Harrison stop.
[Ding. Construction Bank inco 10,600,000 dollars.]
Maya Zimrman: Favorability 34
Although Stan Harrison had sent many gifts, Maya Zimrman’s favorability had not yet broken through fifty.
Stand himself found it unbelievable, but this was the best way he could think of, so he couldn’t stop. Otherwise with his reputation it’ll take forever to raise a random girls’ favorability to 50...
Maya was already numb, looking completely bewildered.
It was her first ti encountering such a big scene.
"Min’er, hurry and pinch ; I suspect I’m dreaming."
"Maya, you’ve made a fortune! This rich guy just sent you nearly five million in gifts."
Maya Zimrman’s live stream room reached an unprecedented 300,000 concurrent viewers.
"Thank you, Brother A Streak of Green on the Head, for the gifts, thank you, Brother."
"Brother A Streak of Green on the Head, can you send your snapchat? I’ll add your snapchat after I finish the stream."
Maya made a heart gesture in front of the screen, her voice very sweet.
After Maya ended the stream, the first thing she did was add Stan Harrison’s snapchat.
"What? A Streak of Green on the Head is my friend? He is Stan Harrison?"
Maya Zimrman looked at her friend list in disbelief.
She had t Stan Harrison a few tis before, and although she had Stan Harrison’s snapchat, they hadn’t had any interaction.
’Does that an the usually low-key Stan Harrison is a wealthy man with status?’
Stan Harrison opened Snapchat and received a ssage from Maya.
"Classmate Stan Harrison, thank you for the gifts you sent . Tomorrow night at seven, let treat you to dinner, just to thank you for your generous support."
"What? The campus belle is inviting to dinner?"
Stan Harrison was a bit surprised; he hadn’t expected that one day Maya would take the initiative to invite him to dinner.
You have to know, Maya held the title of the cold goddess at Peak University.
The n pursuing her could line up around the sports field, but Maya had never spoken to any of them.
Those who took the initiative to chat her up could only exchange a few words with her at most.
Now, the other party was actually taking the initiative to invite him to dinner?
"Sure, it’s my honor to be able to eat with the campus belle."
Stan Harrison typed back.
"It’s a deal then. Seven-thirty, at the school gate, be there or be square."
"Don’t be late."
Stan Harrison and Maya Zimrman were chatting heatedly.
"Stan Harrison, co play ranked, I’ll rank you up to Legendary in call of duty," Zack Howard a friend shouted from beside Stan...
"Hurry up, I need one more guy to complete the squad, getting ranked up by an op player like should be a dream of yours right?."
"Not playing... I’m chatting with the campus belle."
"What? Chatting with the campus belle? Stop bragging!" Zack scoffed before proceeding to invite randoms from the ga’s world chat since Stan refused his invitation...
The next afternoon, at the gate of Peak University.
A young woman wearing a black jacket, white sneakers, and her golden hair tied up high had been waiting there for over ten minutes.
There were many people coming and going, but this woman’s head-turning rate was nearly ninety percent; even won couldn’t help but look back a few more tis.
A pair of slender legs, paired with black cropped trousers, was truly eye-catching.
When the boys’ eyes saw this woman, they couldn’t look away, staring straight at her.
"Isn’t that the campus belle, Maya Zimrman?"
"Looks like she’s waiting for soone."
Just at this mont.
An audi a8 drove towards Maya Zimrman and stopped at the school gate.
A young man, one ter eighty centitres tall, walked straight up to Maya Zimrman.
"Maya, where are you going? Let’s go together."
"No, I’ve already made plans with soone," Maya Zimrman shook her head and refused.
"Who did you make plans with? Call them along, let’s go eat at the Warm Springs Restaurant, my treat."
"No."
Maya Zimrman was not swayed by the luxury car he was driving.
It was just an audi a8, worth only a little over a million; one had to know that the gifts Stan Harrison sent yesterday were worth nearly five million.
Zane’s expression was a bit ugly.
He hadn’t expected Maya Zimrman to be so hard to pursue.
Ever since he t Maya Zimrman at a party last ti, he had sworn to win her over within half a month.
But now, almost a month had passed, and there was no progress at all.
This ti, driving a million-plus audi a8, he hadn’t expected to be rejected again; he had never encountered such a thing.
Just then...
A young man dressed simply, riding a bicycle, arrived in front of the two.
"Heh, riding a bicycle and wanting to hit on the campus belle? Maya doesn’t even bother with when I drive an audi a8, so what right do you, a cyclist, have to hit on Maya?"
Zane snorted coldly in his heart.
"Oh Maya, you ca earlier than I expected you would..." Stan Harrison said casually completely ignoring Zane.
He wasn’t late; it was exactly seven-thirty.
Thinking that Maya Zimrman might need to put on makeup or sothing and might arrive later, Stan Harrison had tid his arrival perfectly.
He hadn’t expected the dignified campus belle Maya Zimrman to arrive at the eting spot ten minutes early.
"It’s okay, let’s go!"
Saying this, Maya Zimrman sat on the back seat of Stan Harrison’s bicycle.
As she left, she didn’t forget to greet Zane: "Senior Zane, we’re leaving."
Watching Stan Harrison’s back, Zane felt a bit chaotic.
’What was going on?’
A person riding a bicycle had taken away the girl he had his eye on right in front of him.
This was simply not taking him seriously at all.
"A loser, actually daring to compete with for a girl? Tired of living."
Zane snorted coldly and drove away.
Zane wouldn’t give up on Maya Zimrman; he would let Stan Harrison know what reality was.
"Is this the legendary true love?"
"Who is that man? How could he hook up with the campus belle?"
"What’s going on?"
The people around were feeling very complex emotions.
To be able to hit on the campus belle with just a bicycle, he really had so skills.
" and that guy needs to be rged for real. Don’t envy and brother, brother is just a legend like fr."
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