How can one tear off this mask of a sycophant?
This is the question.
Artie, bent on avenging Summer Fairmont, hadn't quite figured out a big plan yet, when he burst into laughter: "Oh my, it seems like I won't need it~"
Because the sycophant, he actually collapsed on the countertop of the soundproof glass room, asleep.
Artie, quietly happy inside, tore at his mental flower petals: "See you plot! See you gain! See you harm! See you fall!"
What craftsman spirit? What aura? What super-popularity?
Clearly just spineless after one drink, isn't it?
The Devilish Lolita felt even more resolute in her inner disdain: "And this level claims to be The Divine Palate? With such poor alcohol tolerance, isn't it all just for show?"
Pouting Siren suddenly felt not so angry anymore.
So, is there a surprise to watch now?
Went to sleep? Snoring? Drooling?
With two million fans, Gordon Sterling's livestream will definitely not disappoint Pouting Siren!
"Ah, what's gonna happen now!" Artie's joy didn't last two seconds before realizing the screen showing Sean Lowell tasting the spirits suddenly cut to a pre-video for the fifth Celestar Spirits Top 100 list.
It's all about to end, so why the prelude?
Sniff! That Gordo over there in the glass room isn't any good either!
Such an exhilarating scene, right before The Plotter fell, they had the gall to cut it off!
Gordon Sterling is the only "media person" on-site, also the one who decides which angle of Sean Lowell's soundproof glass room is shown to the audience both live and streaming.
If Gordon Sterling doesn't enable the camera pointing directly at Sean Lowell's soundproof glass room, The Plotter's disgrace will remain hidden.
How can this be?
Enraged Artie, deciding to use his Winters Ambassador privilege to confront Gordon Sterling, found him in another soundproof glass room animatedly saying something.
There's gossip here!
As a Winters Ambassador fighting for a friend's domestic market, Artie had definitely done his "market research" before returning home.
The Devilish Lolita quickly entered Gordon Sterling's livestream.
She was greeted by three spammed messages:
[Drool dripped, Sean's perfect]
[Even sleeping, that's such a perfect profileヾ(o◕∀◕)ﾉヾ]
Artie was speechless, the world has degraded to the point that even sycophants have fans?
Another message without context seemed to be Gordon Sterling's usual banter with fans:
[Stop struggling, our Jilted is a big handsome guy, while you Gordo, at best is a big falling guy, straight down from the 26th floor, mind the detail, head first!]
The Devilish Lolita, entering the livestream, felt the need to expose Sean Lowell's hypocrisy, so the clueless fans in the stream could escape the misery soon.
Artie hadn't finished typing a line when Gordon Sterling already took up the banner against Sean Lowell:
"Have your consciences been ravaged by locusts?"
"Aren't I big?" Gordon Sterling pridefully jutted his ample chest.
"Isn't my name Gordon Sterling?"
"Haven't you seen my passport?"
"Isn't it spelled Sh-u-ai G-e?"
"Big me + Gordon Sterling, why isn't it the capital DA SHUAI GE?"
"I'm such a great big Gordon Sterling, compared to Sean's a little dry and poor self?"
In absolute terms, at 340 pounds, not even Sean, nor the 36D Pouting Siren, can compare.
[What to do, I have nothing to say...]
The scrolling messages gave a tiny reply to the big Gordon Sterling.
"Speechless is right, truth, like the meat I gain, may be late but never absent!" Gordon Sterling ruefully slapped the table.
Pointless though.
As the streamer, Gordo is only the main character for 1/99 of the fans in the stream.
Even if there are those who respond, they are surely in the minority.
The 19.8 million "Dump Me Alliance" in the stream have started to celebrate:
[Looking for a Photoshop expert! Pleeeease place me next to The Jilted, I want to sleep with The Jilted, you! All! Can't snatch him from me!]
[Oh my god! Why even sleeping looks so pretty! Finally understand why sleep streaming can earn money! This kind of stream I can watch 7*24=365!]
Artie was dumbfounded, are these brainless fans escapees from kindergarten? Since when does 7*24 equal 365?