Pretty young anchorwoman: Big brother, come into my bowl!

Lao Ba doesn't like watching gossip livestreams.

[Old Eight, I've racked my brains but still can't figure it out, how can RR's ability to attract fans be so amazing!]

[This makes me want to go on a Sawasdee trip! (crying)]

Me too...

No, first you need to have a flawless face (laughs)

Finally, someone hit the nail on the head, hahaha!

Lao Ba nodded repeatedly with tears in his eyes. Who could disagree?

Then immediately retracted a drop of cat urine, "Want to know how Sister Rong earns millions a day? Deduct some shark fins."

The unscrupulous nature of the businessman has been exposed.

Couldn't you have pretended a little longer?!

[Pah, you heartless old man (spits)]

[A fox's tail can't be hidden for three seconds (spits)]

"You can't say that," Lao Ba said, shaking his head with a thick skin and a meaningful tone.

“Without this,” he rubbed his index finger and thumb together, grinning broadly.

"How can they have time to find gossip for you all day long? They have to be in the factory tightening screws, don't they?"

You should just go work in a factory tightening screws, tui (spitting)

【Seconded】

【Ugh, this is disgusting! (faints)】

"Ahhhh!"

Old Eight pretended to be angry; he was used to these netizens never saying anything good.

“Even unscrupulous merchants need to make a living,” he said, rubbing his index finger and thumb together.

Finally, someone dropped off some small gifts like glow sticks.

But Lao Ba didn't mind. So what if it's a little? Little by little, it adds up.

He pulled out the screen recording of Xu Qingyi before she went offline and zoomed in on the screen.

"We must make sure that every single one of them sees this clearly," Lao Ba said firmly.

This is his professional ethics and conduct as a gossip enthusiast.

[The service here is really good after eating shark fin soup (serene)]

[If the attitude towards paid services isn't good, how can Lao Ba stand out among all these gossip accounts? (doge)]

[Hahahaha, that makes some sense!]

Eighth Brother: "What are you doing? What are you doing?"

He raised his eyebrows. "I'm very professional, you know!"

After chatting idly with his viewers, Lao Ba quickly got back to the main topic.

"Let's finish talking before midnight today."

Old Ba squinted and glanced at the time on the computer.

11:14, is that enough time?

"Rongrong really had a big meal today." Lao Ba flipped through Xu Qingyi's daily contribution list.

"Wow," Lao Ba gasped.

He knew Rongmei had eaten a lot today, but he didn't expect her to be this full.

The ID "Almost Rabbit," which is extremely familiar to everyone, is prominently listed at the top.

Contribution value.

"Tu Shen's daily contribution today - rounded up to 3.2 million shark fins."

"Hiss~" Lao Ba felt a toothache. Unlike his previous lemon-like expression for the sake of the show, he couldn't even feel sour this time.

It's true that people have different fates.

[Three million two hundred thousand... I worked hard for a month and didn't even earn a fraction of what others make (crying loudly) What's the point of life anymore!]

[It's really meaningless. Who's really enjoying this world for me?! (Burning with anger)]

"After all, the eldest brother spent 520 Sweetheart Babies to participate in the PK."

Old Ba said sullenly, then his train of thought suddenly took a turn, "But I'm quite curious, to accumulate so many sweethearts, do you draw happiness coupons 24 hours a day?"

[Who understands... The imagery just comes to mind (laughing and crying)]

Suddenly, I had a hallucination in my mind of Tu Shen drawing so many lucky coupons that I saw stars.