It was the weekend again.
Weekends were now the liveliest time in Jiang Qiuqiu's food circle.
Like a roll call, all the familiar faces would start trickling into the circle before five o'clock.
[I'm back! Is everyone camping out in front of the Federation... oh wait, no, the New Star app again?]
[Juju was on the Federation's stream for so long, I almost had a slip of the tongue.]
[I wonder if New Star fixed the black screen issue from last week? If they haven't, I'm gonna—]
[—start a crowdfunding campaign in the circle to beg Juju to just solve the problem, wipe her hands of it, and leave.]
[If I get through, but there's no taste again, I swear I'm going to collapse on the floor, gasping for air, and make the new boss of this app kneel and beg me not to die of rage. Then I'll get him on the negative headlines.]
[Pfft...]
[Hahahaha, so many talented people these days. I've really seen it all!]
