"I'm sure you'd all rather hear me say that tomorrow's food showcase will be stocked with tons of dishes—"
[YES, YES, YES, YES!]
[You know us so well!]
[Exactly! That's the best thank you ever!]
[? Is it for real?]
Jiang Qiuqiu blinked, neither confirming nor denying it.
[Juju, hurry up and say something! My heart's pounding so hard it feels like it's going to fly out of my chest...]
[SOB, don't get our hopes up just to let us down!]
Questions flew rapidly across the bullet screen. Jiang Qiuqiu gave them a firm answer. "It's true." Although the bullet comments couldn't make a sound, the avalanche of "WOW," "OH MY GOD," "AHHHH," and "THAT'S AWESOME" that came rushing in made it feel like a grand festival of cheers.
Jiang Qiuqiu had been preparing for tomorrow's food showcase for quite some time. She had been setting aside an extra three hours every day to cook and store more food.
This was a way of giving back to her fans, but it was also a little bit of a scheme.
