Chapter 11
Zhao Yuxin's expression immediately soured. Although she was a tender, green newcomer, she had diligently studied the platform's rules.
If you kept losing in a PK battle, not only would the platform stop giving you traffic, but the daily number of PK attempts was also limited, which was a huge hassle.
For guilds and talent agencies, scamming gifts wasn't difficult; they had dedicated teams for operations and control. But for a pure, independent newcomer, it was incredibly unfriendly.
The other streamer had so many fans; starting a PK battle now was like punching down, a deliberate bullying of a rookie.
"Hehe, little girl, let me show you just how cruel the real world can be."
The greasy man said with a nauseating chuckle, "Look at all the poor ghosts on your side, all low-level accounts not even past level ten. I feel embarrassed for you just looking at it."
"Today, let this great master shatter your internet celebrity dream."
In the blink of an eye, a chaotic flurry of gifts from the greasy man's side filled the screen, ranging from a few bucks to over ten, to dozens of dollars.
His popularity shot up to three thousand in an instant. In contrast, Zhao Yuxin's side had a pitiful few dozen in popularity. This was a complete crush, not even a contest on the same level.
Zhao Yuxin's face turned ugly. She was proud and arrogant; how could she endure such humiliation?
She hesitated, wondering if she should call a few of her simps and backup suitors, asking them to send some gifts.
But the thought that these guys could probably only scrape together ten or twenty thousand at most, and might not even be able to produce that, made her heart sink with doubt.
There were rich kids at school, but they were also big spenders. There were very few true tycoons among them.
"Fuck..."
Suddenly, the greasy man on the other side cursed, snapping Zhao Yuxin back to her senses.
She saw that a low-level account with the username 'Poor Ghost Ah Hao' who hadn't said a word had quietly sent out a Carnival gift.
That single gift was worth three thousand yuan (400$)! No one on the greasy man's side had sent a gift worth over a thousand.
"Thank you, Brother Hao! Thank you so much for your support!!!"
Zhao Yuxin felt like she was about to cry. Seeing this unfamiliar ID instantly become her top gifter, she felt a dreamlike sense of unreality.
Normally, she wouldn't even glance at three thousand yuan, but at this moment of humiliation, this Carnival gift, soaring above all others in the livestream, was undoubtedly a hero saving the damsel in distress, a timely help in her hour of need.
But it wasn't over. Suddenly, the entire livestream was filled with special effects.
Poor Ghost Ah Hao sent Carnival ×2... ×3... ×10...
Now, not only was the greasy man dumbfounded, but even Zhao Yuxin was stunned. The most terrifying part was that Ah Hao's speed of sending Carnivals didn't stop at all.
Zhao Lele suddenly ran in, holding her phone with a shocked expression: "Sis, what's going on? Am I seeing things, or is Douyin glitching?"
She glanced at her sister's computer screen, which was also filled with floating Carnivals, and she stood there, dumbstruck.
Each one of those cost three thousand, but this person was sending them out as if they were free, swiping them frantically.
"Sis, who is this guy?"
Zhao Lele asked, her face flushed with excitement and admiration, "Didn't you say all the guys chasing you were just paper tigers, all trash? How did a real tycoon like this pop up?"
"I... I don't know him either!!!" Zhao Yuxin said, her face full of disbelief.
The Carnivals kept coming without stopping. At this point, everyone was amazed at just how fast this "Tycoon Bro's" hands could move.
In the blink of an eye, it was Carnival ×200... 600,000 yuan (80,000$).
The PK battle ended then, but the video connection remained. The popularity had won by a geometric multiple.
The greasy man's face twitched slightly. He had just wanted to bully a rookie and flirt with a pretty girl, but he never imagined he would kick such an hard wall.
However, he was good at putting on a show for the audience and immediately said in a nonchalant tone, "Little sister, you've were hiding your cards well. No wonder a small account like yours dared to start streaming with a big brother like that protecting you."
Zhao Yuxin looked down and saw that her livestream room had flooded with nearly a thousand people, all there to see the new tycoon.
"Brother Hao is mighty and domineering!!!"
"Brother Hao is awesome! This is a real tycoon, not some bumpkin."
"Haven't seen this many Carnivals flying in a long time."
"Brother Hao, please notice me! Can you not be so strict with gender? I'm a fresh young meat too."
"Brother Hao, your tender and fresh female streamer is here asking for your attention and affection!"
The bullet comments were a lively spectacle. The greasy man said with a hint of sourness, "Brother Hao, what games do you usually play? Want us to carry you? We know all the streamers in the gaming section."
Poor Ghost Ah Hao didn't say a word after sending the gifts. Chen Jiahao, who was nearsighted, couldn't even be bothered to take off his glasses to check what level his account had reached.
Zhao Yuxin's hand, holding the mouse, was trembling. She opened the backend to find her top gifter.
As a small newbie who had only ever received a few hundred in gifts, her top gifter was in a league of his own, completely crushing everyone else.
With a total gift value of 600,000 yuan, she was no longer a newbie. In an era saturated with internet celebrities, this would absolutely be considered a mid-tier streamer.
Most importantly, her livestream room had suddenly become incredibly popular, which gave Zhao Yuxin's vanity immense satisfaction.
Zhao Lele said happily from the side, "Sis, stop playing dumb. If he's not a suitor, who would just drop that much money on you at once?"
"Quick, ask who this future brother-in-law is."
This reminder snapped Zhao Yuxin back to reality. She quickly sent a private message to her top gifter, and she even pondered for a good while over what to write.
"Thank you for your support, Brother Hao. I'm a bit overwhelmed by the favor. Do I know you?"
However, the message sank into the sea without a reply, because Chen Jiahao had no habit of checking the backend messages on Douyin.
Most importantly, the backend messages had exploded. Many female streamers had sent private messages asking for attention, and it all left Chen Jiahao a bit dazzled.