The reason July Quinn’s Weibo content caught the attention of netizens was because GIRLS’ official Aphelion fan club directly forwarded her post about the live broadcast.
As a result, all the GIRLS fans noticed.
Including CC’s personal fans.
"Oh my god, is my goddess finally going to appear? This historic moment, I must record the screen."
"I feel the master CC may have been provoked by July Quinn’s shameless actions, sitting and waiting for the master to slap July Quinn in the face."
"Is this really CC, or is it July Quinn pretending?"
There are quite a few who doubt.
But soon, these doubts were silenced by the collective reposts from the members of the GIRLS girl group.
Due to this series of collective reposts by GIRLS members, the topic related to CC’s live broadcast was instantly pushed to the top of the trending list.
Not only the Weibo trending list, other software rankings also reached the top position.
But under these trending topics, there was a uniform call waiting for CC to slap July Quinn in the face.
When Nina Quinn and Nathan Jacobs learned that CC was going to broadcast live, they had just finished expressing their love and were preparing to leave separately.
But Nina Quinn’s assistant called in.
"What, CC wants to live stream? When did this happen?"
"Did she mention what she would live stream about?"
After asking about the general content she wanted to know, Nina Quinn hung up the phone.
"Brother Nathan, why is CC suddenly going to live stream? Could there be a change in plans?"
Intuition told Nina Quinn that this live broadcast by CC was not simple.
"What change could there be? Regardless, July Quinn can’t be CC."
Nathan Jacobs didn’t care; he patted Nina Quinn’s head: "Alright, stop worrying for no reason, it’s okay."
Although Nina Quinn nodded, she still felt a bit uneasy inside.
So after parting with Nathan Jacobs, Nina Quinn purposely sent someone to inquire at Wisteria TV.
But the gossip news she got was that many advertisers at Wisteria TV pulled out and demanded high compensation for breach of contract.
In addition, quite a few Wisteria TV shareholders dumped their shares.
This was in line with Nina Quinn’s expectations, which made her somewhat relieved.
By five o’clock in the afternoon, Nina Quinn also entered the Wisteria TV live room where CC was going to stream.
Once inside, she realized the viewer count in the live room had already exceeded forty million and was still growing.
"The live stream hasn’t even started, and there are already so many viewers? It seems this CC is quite impressive; it would be great to recruit her to Gala Entertainment."
After Nina Quinn murmured, she saw the live stream start.
The first person to appear on the screen was a woman wearing a mask.
Her attire was the same as what July Quinn wore when participating in the recording of "Creation Camp", a black strapless dress. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs ⓝovelFire.net
But as soon as she appeared, the live room exploded.
Comments rushed past at lightning speed, almost unreadable.
The gifts in the live room were also sent at such a speed that the original screen almost couldn’t be seen.
At this moment, the masked woman finally spoke: "Hello, everyone."
Her voice was soft, and her pronunciation was standard.
This sent the live room crowd into madness again, with countless flattering compliments.
But Nina Quinn couldn’t help but feel, maybe mistakenly, that this voice sounded just like July Quinn’s...
This feeling made Nina Quinn extremely uneasy inside.
But at this moment, the woman in the live room spoke again.
"I heard that recently there’s a lot of buzz online about someone imitating me on a show without permission and playing my piece."
As soon as these words fell, the screen was filled with calls for her to condemn.
"Yes, CC quickly slap the face of the plagiarist dog."
"CC should sue her into bankruptcy!"
The woman seemed to notice these comments and smiled.
"Isn’t this inappropriate?"
Then, the live room fans filled the screen with expressions of sympathy, some even saying CC was too kind-hearted.
However, at this moment, the woman said.
"No, I think you misunderstand me. I don’t slap her face, I don’t sue her into bankruptcy, not because I’m kind, but... I am her!"
When speaking the last sentence, the woman took off the mask on her face.