"Uh, big bro, you must be the joker sent by the monkey. Your talk is so scientific, I’m literally at a loss for words!"
As the song was drawing to an end, the screen was dominated by rockets so much so that Xiao Zheng’s handsome face was all blurred and unclear.
Is this a new broadcaster? Does he have to be so awesome? Does he have to be so arrogant?
How are we, fellow broadcasters, supposed to survive?
The broadcaster fishes were all shocked because they found that the number of fans in their rooms was gradually decreasing!
This makes no freaking sense!
Normal live streaming sees an increase in the number of fans, not a decrease!
Upon asking around, they headed to a room under the nickname Princess Xiao Ran and witnessed this miraculous scene.
Seeing those rockets really hurts one’s pride.
We’re all broadcasters, why such a huge difference, huh?
Already there have been about twenty-something rockets, over a hundred planes, plus other gifts, worth tens of thousands!
Though not as famous as those well-known broadcasters, he should still be considered somewhat famous.
But on checking the details, man, I’m about to cry, it’s clearly a new broadcaster, can he not be so ruthless?
And the number of fans leaving comments and following also kept increasing, with non-stop comments.
"Damn, these days it’s all about the rich, huh? Rockets, planes, don’t they cost money? Alas, this loser can only send free gifts."
"Just watch, does spending money or not make any difference? Rich folks support with money, poor folks support with presence."
"This couple is quite a feast for the eyes, I support it, support it!"
Meanwhile, inside the live stream, Chu Xiaoran was dumbfounded, her body fluttering, no longer composed and calm as before.
"Thank you for your support! Xiao Ran is so happy, having so much support on the first day of live streaming, I’m incredibly grateful!"
Xiao Zheng’s eyes shifted and he joined in, "Since Xiao Ran is so happy, how about we perform a difficult stunt for everyone?"
"What kind of difficult stunt?"
"Do you believe I can lift you up with just one hand?"
"Don’t believe it! Do you guys believe it?"
Chu Xiaoran didn’t believe it, and the fans were even more skeptical. Lifting a woman with one arm is no small feat.
Without several hundred pounds of strength in the arm, forget about it, keeping in mind, this not only requires maintaining balance but also considering gravity, Earth’s attractive force, and other factors.
Seeing the fans’ skepticism, Xiao Zheng hooked his finger at Chu Xiaoran, that expression, too cheeky.
Chu Xiaoran skeptically said, "Braggart! I may look great, but I still weigh over ninety pounds. Lift me up? You must be joking, right?"
"What joke, come here!"
Xiao Zheng pulled her further away to a space large enough for the camera to capture, convenient for performing the stunt.
"You’re actually serious about this!"
With a shriek from Chu Xiaoran, Xiao Zheng hoisted her up with both hands over his head, then supported her solely with one hand under her belly.
This little lass, looking all slim, had a surprisingly cushy and soft belly, smooth and warm, quite comfortable to touch.
Chu Xiaoran was suspended in mid-air, flailing her limbs helplessly because she couldn’t grab or touch anything.
Seeing Xiao Zheng actually lifting Chu Xiaoran with one hand, steady as Taishan, the fans immediately exploded.
"Damn, are my eyes deceiving me? Is this even possible?"
"Upstairs, ignorant! Many strongmen can do it; it’s just that you haven’t seen it."
"But, you have to consider gravity, balance, and centripetal force, right?"
"Laozi glanced and this Brother Ah Zheng must be a martial artist expert, look at his arms, muscles all coiled up, veins bulging."
"There’s actually some sense in that, I saw Brother Ah Zheng’s abs, they’re really aesthetic."
Amid Xiao Zheng’s stunning performance, the fans were stunned; was this guy even human?
They watched dumbfounded, speechless, even forgetting to send gifts, only leaving behind applause and admiration.
While Chu Xiaoran was shouting and kicking randomly, Xiao Zheng gently set her down, the movements flowing smoothly, quite beautifully executed.
Chu Xiaoran finally stood on solid ground, staggered a bit, gasping for air, her hands on her chest, her little face pale and still in shock.
"Good one, Xiao Zheng, just lifting someone without a word, scared me to death."
"Hehe, just a small trick, no need to make a big deal out of it!"
Xiao Zheng pulled her back in front of the microphone, sitting down as comments scrolled past rapidly, leaving no time even to glance at them.
Chu Xiaoran wiped off her cold sweat, panting lightly, "Brothers, sisters, as you all saw, though I didn’t do anything, I was scared stiff; send some gifts to comfort my injured little heart."
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
The fans finally snapped out of it, sending rockets and planes flying nonstop, not even leaving a moment to speak.
Dozens of planes and rockets continued relentlessly because watching the livestream was all about thrill and fun.
They had money, only fearing you didn’t deliver the excitement; as long as you were seriously livestreaming, the money would flow abundantly.
This is why livestreaming was tough; if you couldn’t hit what the audience liked, once you caught on, big spenders would flood in.
Xiao Zheng checked the time, there were ten more minutes before he needed to end the stream. He chuckled, "Seeing Xiao Ran laugh so heartily puts the Guard Commander at ease. We have limited time for the livestream, so let’s end with a magic trick."
"You know magic? I’ve never seen that before," Chu Xiaoran was befuddled. Xiao Zheng was a mystery, one highlight after another, overwhelming her like a flower in a greenhouse.
Xiao Zheng, sitting cross-legged, smugly picked up the Crystal Ball from the table nearby, speaking mysteriously, "Brothers, sisters, do you believe that I can crush this crystal ball into powder?"
No way! The fans clearly didn’t believe it!
To say crushing a crystal ball into pieces was hard enough, let alone into powder?
Do you think you’re one of those Jianghu heroes from Laozi’s stories, able to crush a bar of gold into pieces?
Chu Xiaoran didn’t believe it either, let alone a crystal ball, under uniform pressure, a normal person couldn’t even crush an egg.
The two played up the drama for a while, interacting with the fans, neatly taking up five minutes.
Xiao Zheng stopped showing off, speaking earnestly, "Put on your titanium alloy glasses and get your magnifying glasses ready; the man’s show is about to start."
"Hmm?" Chu Xiaoran clearly knew that these were genuine Swarovski crystal ornaments she had bought; there was absolutely no problem with their quality.
"By doing this, others won’t know if it’s really crystal, they might think it’s just a prop."
Xiao Zheng grasped the Crystal Ball, his arm tensing up, his fingers like iron claws slowly tightening while the veins on his arms started to stand out, growing thicker.
With a "crack" sound, the Crystal Ball shattered into pieces, falling onto the tabletop.