I can support you.

Exactly 60 sets are sent out in one minute. One Shengshi Fanghua is worth 200 million gold coins, equivalent to RMB 20. One set is 200 million, and 60 sets are million.

The dazzling special effects instantly engulfed the entire screen, system broadcasts sounded one after another, and even the TikTok homepage popped up the gift notification.

Chu Feng's singing voice paused for a moment, and the barrage of comments in the live broadcast room froze instantly, and was then drowned out by an overwhelming stream of "Wow".

Xue Pianpian leaned against the head of the bed, watching the PK bar falling back at a speed visible to the naked eye, with a lazy smile on the corner of her mouth.

The confidence behind the hundreds of billions of assets is not just talk.

Chu Feng's hand holding the sleeves suddenly tightened, and the graceful voice in the opera almost broke.

He subconsciously looked at the gift special effects on the opposite screen. The dazzling and eye-catching "Prosperity and Splendor" was still exploding layer by layer, like a never-ending rain of fireworks, illuminating the entire live broadcast room like daylight.

The live broadcast room was also in an uproar. The number of gifts in the camera was still jumping wildly; the fans' overwhelming comments overshadowed the host's performance.

"One hundred and twenty million? Is this true?"

"Is this the legendary big sister Mu Ningxue who earned 200 million in a single PK?"

"When I heard about it before, I just thought it was nonsense, but today I've really opened my eyes!"

The folding fan in Chu Feng's hand turned white, and his voice began to tremble uncontrollably.

He was just secretly proud of the fact that the rewards for his cross-border live broadcast had broken the previous record of 30 million, which was enough to brag about in the industry for half a year. But now, the PK bar on Ning Youran's side seemed to have been injected with a shot of adrenaline, and it rushed from the bottom to the top in just one minute. The astronomical amount of money was like a loud slap in the face, making his cheeks hot.

The barrage in the live broadcast room has long lost its mind.

Amidst the dense stream of “Wow”s, there were all sorts of speculations and exclamations—

"Sister Mu Ningxue, doting on Ning Youran like she's your sweetheart?"

"No wonder the system broadcast got stuck three times just now. I'm afraid the server is going to crash!"

"Am I the only one who noticed Teacher Ning Youran's expression of composure, neither humble nor overbearing, unfazed by praise or criticism?"

Ning Youran calmly put down her teacup and raised her hand to pin back a strand of hair that had fallen. She nodded slightly at the camera, her voice coming through the microphone, still as gentle and sweet as ever:

"Thank you for your support, my Xue! I'm so proud of you!"

Before he could finish his words, a golden server-wide announcement flashed across the screen. It was a message from Mu Ningxue:

"My sister is beautiful, sings well, has good behavior, a good personality, and is good in every way. She deserves the best!"

As soon as these words came out, the barrage of comments instantly filled the screen with “I’m so touched”.

Xue Pianpian looked at Ning Youran's raised eyebrows again on the phone, and tapped lightly on the leather headboard with her fingertips.

The tablet on the bedside table is displaying the real-time stock price of Haoting Group. The red rising curve is more dazzling than the PK bar in the live broadcast room.

This was given to her by Ye Fengning today, saying it was to make the boss more proud of her as the executive president and the Haoting Group.

Looking back at the live broadcast room, there were only two minutes left of the ten-minute PK.

Originally, Ning Youran was going to compete against Chu Feng, but dancer Fei'er and guzheng player Qi Xiao insisted on watching the match online, so he talked to Chu Feng and pulled them up as well.

It doesn’t matter whether the family members of their two live broadcast rooms are included in the votes or not. In the end, only the two live broadcast rooms of Ning Youran and Chu Feng will be counted.

At this moment, the scores of the four live broadcast rooms are:

Opera actor Ning Youran:;

Kunqu Opera Chu Style:

Dance Fei'er:;

Guzheng Qi Xiao:.

The health bars of the four live broadcast rooms have been rising, especially the Kunqu Chu Feng room, which has seen a significant increase.

Xue Pianpian originally didn't plan to swipe anymore, but in order to ensure her idol sister's victory, she began to slowly click the button to send gifts.

The "prosperity and splendor" on the screen is still blooming tirelessly, and the dazzling light almost overflows the edge of the screen.

Every touch of Xue Pianpian's fingertips seemed to add fuel to the fire of this grand carnival. The numbers on the PK bar climbed at a faster rate, and even the system began to freeze briefly, as if shocked by the unimaginable amount of money.

Chu Feng's face had completely lost its color, and the folding fan in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang", but he was completely unaware of it.

The noise of discussion in the live broadcast room was almost enough to blow the roof off the house. Some fans tried to defend him by saying, "Teacher Chu Feng is already great, it's just that his opponent is too incredible." However, they were drowned out by more exclamations of "one hundred million...tens of millions!"

He opened his mouth to say something, but his throat felt like it was blocked by a ball of cotton. He could only watch helplessly as the number on the other side jumped higher and higher, crushing his own record.

Dancer Fei'er had already stopped moving, holding her cheeks and widening her eyes. The camera in the live broadcast room was pointed at her face, clearly reflecting her incredible expression.

"Sister Xue...Isn't this too exaggerated?"

Her voice was tearful, half of it was shock, and half of it was uncontrollable envy.

Guzheng player Qi Xiao silently plucked the strings, and a string of rapid and cheerful notes flowed out, as if playing a prelude to this victory. Someone immediately posted in the barrage, "Xiaoxiao is playing "Good Days" on the guzheng."

Ning Youran still maintained a calm demeanor, but the smile at the corner of her eyes couldn't be hidden and spread.

She winked at the camera, her voice adding a hint of playfulness:

"It looks like the snow is going to push the server to its limit today. Everyone, wait a moment. I'll send her a message asking her to go easy on them."

As she spoke, she picked up her phone and prepared to send a message, but the golden announcement on the screen did not stop. Xue Pianpian left another message:

"I'll pay for the server crash, but my sister's happiness is what's most important."

The comments of "I got it" in the comments instantly turned into "Help, what kind of fairy sister is this?" Some people also started to dig up the past performance of Mu Ningxue's account, listing out the huge rewards she had given to Ning Youran before, forming a longer string of astronomical figures.

Xue Pianpian looked at Ning Youran's smiling eyes on the phone and slowed down the tapping rhythm of her fingertips.

The stock price on the tablet is still rising, and the red curve is like a proud dragon, circling and rushing higher.

She suddenly felt that compared to these cold numbers, the smile of the person on the screen was the most precious scenery.

In the last few tens of seconds, the PK bar almost broke through the top of the screen.

Chu Feng silently picked up the folding fan on the ground and forced a smile towards the camera:

"Congratulations, Teacher Ning Youran. Today I truly accept defeat with all my heart."

There wasn't much emotion in his voice, only the loneliness that couldn't be hidden.

The moment the countdown ended, the server-wide announcement flooded the screen again, with Ning Youran's name followed by a string of dazzling numbers.

Xue Pianpian closed the gift interface and sent a message to Ning Youran:

"We won, sister, are you happy today?"

The reply from the other end of the phone was almost immediate:

"I'm so excited! Thank you, Boss Xue."

Xue Pianpian smiled at the message and put her phone aside. The moonlight from the window just happened to pour in and fall on her face, even brighter than the special effects in the live broadcast room.

Looking back at the live broadcast room, Chu Feng bowed deeply to the camera with an extremely humble attitude:

"Teacher Ning, as per our bet, I will take the earliest flight tomorrow to deliver your script manuscript and diligently practice with you. Please send me your address in a private message after you get off the air."

Ning Youran waved her hands repeatedly: "No, no!"

She tapped the tabletop with her fingertips, her voice still gentle but with unquestionable certainty:

"Teacher Chu, you're joking. It was just a joke in the live broadcast room. Don't take it seriously. Your achievements in Kunqu Opera are obvious to all. How could I dare to trouble you to make a special trip?"

Chu Feng stood up straight, his face no longer showing any joking expression, and the loneliness in his eyes was replaced by an almost stubborn seriousness:

"Teacher Ning, this is wrong."

He bowed slightly towards the camera again.

"There are wins and losses in a live PK. Now that the bet has been made, there's no reason to go back on it. Otherwise, if it gets out, wouldn't people laugh at me, Chu Feng, for not being able to afford to lose?"

The barrage suddenly became lively——

"Teacher Chu, are you going to admit defeat?"

"I suddenly admire him a little. Although he lost his composure just now, he is quite graceful now."

"But Teacher Youran is right. Asking Chu Feng to be a sparring partner is too much..."