After earning 200 yuan and ending the broadcast, tipping was banned across the entire internet.

audience:"???"

Has he always been this slow-witted?

The audience, who were enjoying the show, were abruptly interrupted by Su Yu.

It's like, when you're at the final sprint, someone pulls you out of the game.

emptiness!

A tremendous emptiness!

It instantly overwhelmed the audience.

Many viewers in the live stream said, "One act of submission will lead to permanent submission, so... we must fight Su Laoliu to the end."

"That's right, if he doesn't want to write, he can just not write. There are so many contestants, I don't believe we can't find a better story."

"Let's go check out Lin Feng's live stream."

……

Many viewers went to other players' live streams.

I just clicked on one and glanced at it.

Nothing!

Click on another one, and this one is written!

It's written like dog shit.

The viewers had just left the live stream.

I thought about it.

I went back in.

I sent a comment:

"Spit it out before you leave!"

These comments can be displayed in real time on the creation screen by the contestants.

This is all to enable better interaction between the players and the audience.

At the same time, it also allows those who are about to enter or have already entered the screenwriting industry to truly experience the market's feedback.

"This is utter garbage!"

“If you scatter a handful of rice on the keyboard, my older brother can write something that looks better than this.”

"Now I finally understand why there are so many brainless dramas, because there are so many brainless scripts."

"..."

The viewers were like profanity generators, flooding the live streams of each contestant.

Of course, there will be a very few that are truly well-written.

In this way, a group of viewers can stay and continue watching.

Therefore, the popularity rankings are constantly changing.

Of course, there was also a group of viewers who were completely manipulated by Su Yu in order to figure out what would happen next.

One by one, people started giving tips.

It must be said that Tomato Novels, as the top free platform, is quite talented.

They integrated it with the gift-giving function in the live stream, and even developed a feature where watching an ad unlocks a free "heart" gift.

It is used to give gifts to contestants to increase their popularity.

This approach has greatly satisfied the sponsors.

After all, viewers used to switch channels when commercials were playing.

Now, we've changed our approach.

Viewers will then have to actively watch these advertisements.

"Old Su, slow down your writing, let me watch a 30-second ad."

“A 30-second commercial is longer than my husband’s time.”

"..."

However, after they finished watching the advertisement, they returned to the live stream.

But they discovered that the story had already progressed a bit.

"Aaaaah, I'm going to fight you rich people to the death!"

"Old Su, you have absolutely no scholarly integrity."

"Why do you write something every time someone gives you a gift? Can't you at least pretend a little?"

Ten seconds ago.

Many people, seeing Su Yu's clumsy acting skills, could only continue to spend money to tip him.

What can I do?

We can only spoil them.

"Congratulations, host, you have received a knife and gained 23 popularity points."

"..."

"Congratulations, host, for receiving ten blades and gaining 230 popularity points."

"..."

Su Yu smiled and said, "Blades? Are you sending blades? It's fine, I like any gift."

I picked up the stylus and continued creating.

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(The above is the storyline)

Gao Qiqiang said with a forced smile, "Brother Xiaolong, I'll have to trouble you with the stall matter again."

Tang Xiaolong snorted coldly, glancing at his underlings carrying the lively, wriggling fish behind him: "Impressive."

"Brother Xiaolong, please speak."

Gao Qiqiang bent down and said.

"You know, plasma TVs have recently appeared in shopping malls, right?"

Gao Qiqiang froze on the spot upon hearing this.

Tang Xiaolong continued walking forward.

Tang Xiaohu patted Gao Qiqiang on the back: "Got it?"

Gao Qiqiang came to his senses and gave a wry smile: "I understand, I understand."

The camera turned.

In the mall.

Television specialty store.

"How much does a plasma TV cost here?"

Gao Qiqiang rushed over and asked.