"Can the hostess wear more clothes? Your singing is still very pleasant."
This host, known as Miaomiao, seed to be around eighteen or nineteen years old, with a pure and cute appearance. She dressed provocatively to please the viewers in the live stream.
The youthful and playful vibe clashed with her sexually suggestive attire, which indeed easily triggered itching hearts among many single viewers.
However, Xu Fan didn't feel comfortable watching this.
Even though Miaomiao's voice wasn't as good as Guan Shing's, it had its unique charm. Her slightly husky voice carried a softness typical of a Jiangnan woman.
She could have simply sung songs.
Yet, facing comnts like whether the hostess had undergone plastic surgery, had enhancents, or was kept by soone, her choice was to cater to them.
Xu Fan felt it was unworthy for her, and imdiately sent the comnt he had typed out.
Miaomiao was singing at this ti; the barrage in the room wasn't very fast. Between so song requests, there were vulgar and abusive discussions. Xu Fan's comnt, once sent, beca very noticeable.
Speaking online, basically, no one takes responsibility, so a large part of the viewers behave recklessly, venting their real-life pressures without restraint. Caring people like Xu Fan are nearly as rare as giant pandas.
Moreover, doing such thing often resulted in thankless troubles, and one might even be tagged as a fake 'Saint'.
Before Miaomiao noticed Xu Fan's comnt, it first caught the attention of a group of idle viewers.
"Yo? Why did a fake 'Saint' pop up in Miaomiao's room again?"
"Tsk, a level 0 account, you poor thing. Don't tell you think that by superficially caring about Miaomiao, she will notice you? Naïve..."
"Right, Miaomiao, don't bother with this loser. Finish the song and change into new stockings for —I'll gift you a rocket!"
After Xu Fan posted his comnt, spectators one after another ca forth, blatantly despising him.
Even then, a level 30 room manager, seizing the montum, jumped out saying he'd gift a rocket, flaunting his superiority in front of everyone.
The user levels on Douyu Platform are directly linked to the amount spent on the platform. This room manager at level thirty ant that he had already spent a total of thirty thousand RMB on Douyu.
For most viewers who never charge money, this was truly a level of a magnate.
Seeing him speak out, a swarm of viewers started spamming '6666'.
This reaction gave the level thirty room manager a great sense of achievent. Just then, he typed in the live chat: "You loser, Douyu isn't for the poor like you, got it?"
"Speaking of which, Miaomiao, I've gifted you two rockets this month already. I'll gift another one later— any chance you might add on WeChat?"
By then, Miaomiao had finished singing. Seeing the manager's ssage, she laughed, "Jing Hao, sorry, last ti soone gifted ten rockets, I didn't add anyone on WeChat. If I add you now, wouldn't it be unfair to them? Maybe you should wait a bit more..."
"..."
Miaomiao was clearly brushing off this manager nad Jing, but what she said was also true—last ti, a tycoon indeed gifted her ten rockets.
Jing felt disheartened for a mont, then he typed in the chat: "Alright then, next month I'll also gift you ten rockets. You better not brush off then. First, go change into new stockings, I'll gift you a rocket after, guys, agree then spam 666."
Following Jing's comnt, the screen instantly filled with 666, partly because they admired Jing's wealth and partly because they anticipated seeing Miaomiao's sleek long legs in stockings.
But among these 666s, there was a mixed sentence.
"Can the hostess wear more clothes? Your singing is still very pleasant."
Xu Fan was already having fun being adored by all these viewers, but when he saw this comnt, he instantly got annoyed.
"Hey you little loser, when will you ever stop?"
The one who sent this barrage was clearly Xu Fan, who couldn't help but curse as he read it: "Are you freaking challenging or what? Stop freaking yapping—got the guts? Try sending a rocket like I do!"
As a regular admin in Miaomiao's room, Jing Hao was universally admired there. Now facing soone challenging, he felt he couldn't control it—his pride was at stake. After teasing Xu Fan, he said, "Miaomiao, babe, go change into the stockings, and I'll send you a rocket right after."
"Uh..."
Miaomiao felt a bit awkward looking at the barrage of comnts exchanged in the live stream.
Having been a host for over a year, she was mostly immune to distasteful or even downright embarrassing requests from the barrages.
But seeing soone like Xu Fan, who seed to show genuine concern, she still felt sowhat touched.
Maybe Xu Fan was just trying to attract her attention using this thod, but this was still better than those who maliciously slandered her.
However, touched as she was, it didn't an that Miaomiao could ignore Jing Hao's request.
To put it bluntly, a big spender like Jing Hao was her bread and butter, soone she absolutely could not afford to offend.
"To the viewer Qianfan Guo, thank you for your concern, but..."
After carefully choosing her words to not offend anyone, Miaomiao was about to get up to change her stockings.
However, a sudden turn of events in the live stream left her stunned, unable to rise from her chair.
"Lv1 user Qianfan Guo has sent the host a rocket*1!"
"Lv2 user Qianfan Guo has sent the host a rocket*1!"
"Lv3 user Qianfan Guo has sent the host a rocket*1!"
...
"Lv30 user Qianfan Guo has sent the host a rocket*1!"
A total of thirty rockets launched in Miaomiao's room! This spectacle not only stunned Miaomiao but also every viewer in the room!
It's known that one rocket is worth a thousand bucks; thirty rockets equate to a whopping thirty thousand bucks! For most of the viewing lords, that's more than a month's salary.
Even across the whole Douyu Platform, seeing thirty rockets sent at once was a rare occurrence in a month.
And right then, this lavish act of splurging was pulled off by a brand new account at level 0...
Viewers watching Miaomiao's live stream on their phones were so shocked they almost dropped their devices.
"Damn! Real big spender!"
"Holy s***! Big spender! Need a hanger for your leg?"
"Big spender, do you keep a dog at ho? The kind that's gone to college?"
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