Host, the villain's corruption level has exploded!

Chapter 807: The number one on the leaderboard is having trouble sleeping again tonight (9)

Song Zhishu suddenly thought of something and asked Bai Tuanzi, "He doesn't know that I'm the same person online and in real life, and the favorability rating is added separately. What will happen in the future?"

Are you planning to live under a different identity for the rest of your life?

"I don't need a cotton-padded coat."

That would be terrible.

"If my identity is exposed later, will the favorability rating be merged directly?"

[Depending on the villain's own choices, it's possible that everything could be wiped out.]

"You're trying to act all cute with me? What am I supposed to do then?" Song Zhishu scoffed speechlessly and kicked him into the Ganges River.

Because Song Zhishu spent 50 yuan on her boyfriend in a fit of anger yesterday, her popularity has soared today, with 3000 people watching to see what the two of them are up to. Maybe they can even get a five-yuan reward for catching them breaking the law.

When Bian Yan saw that the number of viewers had exceeded 1000, he turned off the comment function and started today's sleep aid live stream.

But before he started, he paused, glanced at the viewing list, and didn't see the profile picture he had been looking at for a long time.

Song Zhishu's profile picture is a white background with four large characters that read "I want to sleep," which is similar to the cover image of his live stream.

He rummaged through the dazzling array of profile pictures, but couldn't find any that looked so insane.

He didn't know if the other person had entered the live stream, nor did he know why he was doing this. He just curled his fingers and then casually prepared the tools for applying aloe vera to the ears.

Song Zhishu sat in front of her phone screen, her fair and straight legs propped on the table, swaying back and forth with the chair. When she saw his unusual behavior just now, she narrowed her eyes with pleasure.

Great, you've pleased her.

So, before Bian Yan could even make a move, Song Zhishu struck again.

This beautiful girl is named Xiao Song. Her task is to deliver 100 floral roses while she sleeps.

This beautiful girl is named Xiao Song. Her mission is to send 200 Sky Castles while she sleeps.

.........

Song Zhishu didn't go too far today, only giving 5, but that's enough to keep her at the top of the list for Bian Yan to see.

Bian Yan saw it. He had an unusual sensitivity to the light from the phone. He looked up and saw a string of fireworks exploding on the screen with a "bang". The realistic special effects ignited his dark eyes.

His pupils twitched slightly. No one knew,

The ghosts that crawl and grow on the gloomy, eerie slopes actually have a real fondness for beautiful, flamboyant, and dazzling fireworks.

[Ding! Target's affection level increased by 2, current affection level is 7]

After Song Zhishu finished sending the gift, she noticed that a new gift had been added today, called a vocal megaphone. It allows users to write their message in 24K pure gold diamond-studded font on the public screen, up to 15 characters.

Song Zhishu readily gave her one, with a note written on it.

"My sister's protection will warm your whole day."

After finishing typing, Song Zhishu set an alarm for 11 o'clock, put the phone next to her ear, closed her eyes contentedly, and drifted off to sleep.

Bian Yan was focused on finding other materials and didn't notice the bright, bold text, nor did he reply. In fact, even if he had seen it, he wouldn't have. The people in the live stream were silenced and felt frustrated, but Song Zhishu generously gave them another 5 yuan in red envelopes, enough for them to silently grab.

And actually, after listening to it for a while, this place...

I slept really well.

Song Zhishu was woken up by her alarm clock at 11:30 sharp. She gritted her teeth, furrowed her brows, and squinted at her phone with sleepy eyes, but still couldn't turn it off. The birdsong and fragrant flowers playing from the alarm clock made her want to wake up to birdsong and fragrant flowers too.

Enraged, she raised her phone high, ready to smash it down; the electronic heart of the little white ball of fur was practically leaping into her throat.

However, there was still some rustling in the live stream. In the quiet and depressing night, she heard a voice as refreshing as mint: "It's over. Goodnight."

Her fire went out immediately.

Song Zhishu gently put down her phone, her eyes clearing somewhat. She turned over and lowered her head to open Bian Yan's private message. "I've always been here."

She sent it.

【Who asked you? 】

Song Zhishu sneered and tossed it to Cuihua.

Bian Yan had just finished his live stream and was a bit tired, but when he saw Song Zhishu sending him a private message with this profile picture, he still patiently replied: "Three hours? Were you watching the whole time?"

[Host! Quickly answer yes!! That way, he'll be moved by the warmth of your protection!]

Song Zhishu bluntly stated, "No, I slept for three hours and just set my alarm to get up."

White dumpling: TAT

On the other side, Bian Yan remained silent, his dark eyes locked onto that one sentence like shackles, meticulously analyzing it, savoring it repeatedly, until finally a faint smile appeared at the corner of his eye. "Thank you. Goodnight."

Song Zhishu got up in the middle of the night, wanting to show off her powerful feminine qualities, and then received another thank-you card.

She decided to listen to his sleep-inducing videos while she was crying her eyes out.

So she had no idea how much Bian Yan struggled with deleting and revising the document in front of the screen before finally sending it to her.

"You don't need to send me any more money, really, thank you so much."

"Just listen."

"What I mean is, as long as you're watching the live stream, that's fine."

"Actually, I won't be angry if you don't look at it."

"But if you want to see it, I'd be happy to."

"I mean, everyone who watches my live stream is welcome."

The muted viewer: ? Huh? That's not what you said.

"If you'd like, I can talk to you about topics related to sleep aids."

The words remained unread for a long time. Bian Yan pursed his lips, a sense of vulnerability creeping into his heart.

Finally, except for the first sentence that told her not to spend money, he retracted all the sentences, leaving only one.

"Good night."

[Ding! Target's affection level increased by 3, current affection level is 8]

Damn it, if it weren't for this software showing unread and read records, who would know that Song Zhishu herself didn't even know she had acted in "The Tragedy of Dou E"?

The next day, Song Zhishu woke up feeling refreshed, glanced at her phone, and then stared suspiciously at the messages that said "the other party has withdrawn their message."

She wasn't the type to hide her thoughts or let things fester inside, so she asked, "What did you retract?"

The message remained unread, leading Song Zhishu to assume he had gone to work. She couldn't help but sigh inwardly. With the same dedication he showed at the Xingxing Milk Tea shop, Song Zhishu was confident that, given time, he would surely starve through his own hard work!

With their customer traffic, if he goes so early and stands still all day, he'll either get depressed or his health will collapse.

Song Zhishu decided not to sleep in today and to get up early, instructing the driver to go to Yingying Milk Tea Shop.