After that, not many people were watching, and many missed the showy part with Cai Wenji.
As soon as people saw her, they couldn’t help but call her a noob.
First of all, Yun Qiluo had great confidence in her skills, even if she was playing in the Bronze rank, she firmly believed she was a champion.
When she saw people calling her a noob, she wasn’t affected or doubted her real skills; she even clapped back.
Stuff like, "No, you’re the noob, your whole family’s noobs," "I’m so awesome that only a fool couldn’t see it!", or "What kind of cookie are you? Come out and 1v1!" "Those who don’t dare to 1v1 are cowardly!"
Perfectly showcasing an elementary school style of trash-talking.
She originally wanted to tell Yun Qiluo not to swear, as it’s not a good influence.
But hearing those trash-talking lines combined with her milky voice, she just couldn’t say it.
There was only a short class this afternoon, and it was still early, so Yun Qiluo streamed for two hours in the classroom.
Happily trash-talking with viewers for two hours, she successfully gained 20 followers, 10 of whom were insulted by her, 8 were there to watch her trash-talk, and 2 were fans of her Cai Wenji...
Finally, Yun "Trash-talking Streamer" Qiluo ended her stream joyously.
She even gave a summary to Song Shijia:
"I think I’m really good at gaming, so many people like watching me play!"
Song Shijia: "..." No, you misunderstood, they like hearing you trash-talk.
Remembering something, Yun Qiluo suddenly lowered her head to check her stream backstage.
Seeing the two gifts, she happily stood up from her chair, "Shijia, look, I made money!"
Song Shijia glanced over, they were two rabbit ears sent by a passerby.
One was one yuan, so it was a total of two yuan...
She was silent for a moment, looking at the young girl’s excited, bright eyes as if she struck it rich.
Suddenly, she felt even more pitiful.
Too embarrassed to tell her that what she earned wasn’t even enough for an ice cream...
Luo Luo was overjoyed, her rosy face looking especially cute.
She immediately withdrew the two yuan and then sent a red envelope to Yan Yan on WeChat.
Cute Luo Luo: [Beautiful woman, I can support you from now on.]
Yan Yan, who received this message, was in the middle of negotiating a project worth over a billion with several partners.
During the meeting, he heard the WeChat notification and pulled out his phone.
Seeing the message, instantly: "?"
What’s this little thing up to again?
Casually clicking open the red envelope, it was two yuan.
Little Pet (remark): [Beautiful woman you accepted it! That’s great! From now on, let me support you!]
Suddenly being the supported Yan Yan: [...]
People always say owners support pets, since when do pets support owners? No respect for hierarchy.
Looking at the pitiful two yuan, the man’s mouth couldn’t help but twitch.
Too lazy to pay attention to the little thing’s antics, he put away his phone and in fluent British English threw out a "Continue."
After finishing the business talk, a British businessman with whom he had a good relationship smiled, "Was that your girlfriend just now? You seemed really happy."
Yan Yan paused, leaned back in his chair, and nonchalantly twirled the pen in his hand.
So... he seemed so happy just now?
With his phoenix eyes glinting with a hint of mystery, he reclined lazily for a long time.
After a while, he lazily responded with a nasal and ambiguous "Mm."