Life, as Easy as Turning Your Hand
After ntally preparing herself, Han Xi refocused on the screen.
The boy in the white T-shirt, wearing a simple necklace, was still chatting away.
“Let tell you, making a guy happy is as easy as turning your hand. Just pull out a 4090 and put it in front of him, and he’ll be on his knees, apologizing.” (tln : 4090 is an expensive graphic card, which is really make a gar feel grateful to lick your sole)
“This trick works every ti. If it doesn’t, co find !”
Fang Zhou patted his chest, assuring the viewers in his live stream, but really, he was assuring his top fan.
The fans enthusiastically agreed in the comnts.
“Yes, yes, yes! Besides the 4090, you could try the latest ga.”
“If that doesn’t work, just give him a big slap. That’ll make him behave.”
“I say there’s nothing a sexy black lace outfit can’t solve. If it doesn’t work, it just wasn’t sexy enough.”
The comnts in the live stream started to go off-topic, with all sorts of bizarre suggestions popping up.
Fang Zhou, seeing this, felt it was getting out of hand and might attract the platform’s moderators, so he quickly changed the subject.
“Haha, with so many suggestions, which one does our top fan think is best? You could try it out.”
Han Xi lightly tapped the screen and typed: I have a good idea to improve my mood, but I don’t know if the strear is willing to help.
The large comnt appeared on the screen, ensuring Fang Zhou saw what the user with the ID “Yuanqi Girl Zhu Ganglie had said.
Fang Zhou nodded repeatedly, indicating his willingness.
“Of course, no matter how difficult the request, I’ll do my best to fulfill it if it makes you happy.”
In other words, you’ve spent so much money, it’s only right for to provide you with emotional value.
Fang Zhou had long understood the aning of being a strear.
First, it was to entertain the audience and pass the ti.
Second, it was a ans of survival for himself.
Third, if soone could genuinely change their mood by watching his stream, that would be the best outco.
Han Xi smiled slightly and typed another line.
In that instant, tens of thousands of viewers saw the ssage from the top fan, who usually only sent gifts and special effects:
“How about I switch to liking soone else? How about if its you?”
The fans imdiately scread.
“Ahhhhhhh!”
“!!!!!!”
Rows of exclamation marks filled the screen, along with various pink hearts, flooding the live stream.
The comnts flew by quickly, and everyone seed to go crazy.
“Ah, I knew the guardian angel of this stream liked Fang Zhou!”
“From the first ti she appeared, I knew she wasn’t ordinary. Who spends so much money on a stranger with their eyes closed? The top fan must have liked Fang Zhou for a long ti, maybe even knows him personally!”
“Oh my god, this is like a novel about a rich top fan and a cute strear coming to life! You two, please get married right now! The couple I ship must be real!”
“Fang Zhou, what are you hesitating for? Say yes! Don’t let our rich lady be sad. If you don’t want her, I do! Look at , rich lady, I don’t want to work hard anymore!”
Fang Zhou blinked, staring at the line of text in silence, then, unusually, typed a response in the chat: “Huh?”
He usually responded verbally to the chat, but only typed when he encountered sothing he couldn’t understand.
One simple word was enough to express his confusion and shock.
But Fang Zhou quickly recovered, smiling at the cara.
“Our top fan is really joking.”
“Trying to make the person you like jealous, huh? But I wouldn’t recomnd this tactic. Jealous guys can be scary, and you’ll end up suffering.”
With a few light-hearted words, he deftly defused the situation.
He frad Han Xi’s comnt as a playful attempt to make soone jealous, avoiding any awkwardness.
In essence, he was issuing a warning and politely declining.
He then emphasized, “Maybe our top fan doesn’t follow entertainnt news. I have a girlfriend now, so I’m sorry, but I can’t fulfill this request.”
Fang Zhou smiled, but internally, he was on high alert.
This was a live stream!
Who knew how many trolls were secretly recording, waiting for him to slip up?
They could release the footage online, making his embarrassing monts go viral.
People would mock, ridicule, and even insult him, causing endless trouble and distress.
All because of one wrong word or action.
So, he had to be cautious, not giving the trolls any chance to sar him.
Now, in front of a large audience, a female fan was making a public confession.
If he didn’t quickly draw a line, the consequences would be disastrous.
The trolls would seize the opportunity to blow things out of proportion.
They’d paint him as a playboy, an irresponsible man, ruining his reputation.
His image would take a huge hit, and he might lose many fans and supporters.
If malicious people exploited this, it could lead to unnecessary trouble and disputes.
So, he had to handle this decisively to avoid greater losses.
Moreover, Qin Yun wasn’t soone to ss with.
And Fang Zhou himself couldn’t bring himself to flirt with fans.
Fans were fans, and a girlfriend was a girlfriend—two different things.
He despised strears who slept with fans, causing scandals and ruining their careers.
Why would anyone destroy their livelihood like that?
Han Xi listened quietly to Fang Zhou, a smile slowly spreading across her face.
She had expected Fang Zhou not to agree easily; she just wanted to tease him.
The fans in the stream finally rembered that Fang Zhou had a girlfriend, and those shipping the couple quietly faded away.
“Damn! I almost forgot Fang Zhou isn’t single. Why are we so anxious?”
“Yeah, with a beauty like Qin Yun as his girlfriend, he’s already lucky. No way he’d cheat!”
“Ugh, I can’t ship this anymore. It’s unethical.”
Han Xi lightly tapped the table with her left hand and typed another ssage with her right.
“Alright, since that’s the case, can I make another request?”
Fang Zhou’s eyes lit up, and he quickly nodded, patting his chest in assurance.
“No problem, as long as it’s not an unreasonable request!”
Just please, no more confessions. I still want to make a living on the internet.
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