The people who watch live streams are really just a bunch of idle folks. When they saw the barrage of rhythm-leading comments on the screen, neutral viewers quickly joined the fray, brushing along with Feng Mogu's audience.
Lu Wei also saw the situation but had no hesitation.
"Mute them and boot them out of the stream, don't worry about anything."
Saying that, he joined the muting ranks himself, as it seemed like the moderators were struggling to keep up.
The super moderator group watching from the sidelines all observed coldly, even secretly delighted.
The platform thrived on this kind of rhythm; without conflicts, how could those big shots possibly spend money?
"Alright, stop kicking them out. What's going on here?"
Gu Bai looked at the full screen of comments, and although he knew someone was trying to stir his rhythm, he was still puzzled. How did losing a PK generate hatred, when supposedly winning should attract it?
Where could he possibly argue?
