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Chapter 163 Fake Votes (Mu Mu)
Silhouettes of the various anchors appeared on the large screen, and then the music and lights were all set in place.

This is different from the previous six-person group broadcast.

Almost all the live streamers were at the company tonight, but the order in which they performed on stage was determined by their popularity, and then their scores were calculated based on the different gifts they received.

Shen Zhaoyi watched with great interest for a long time.

This company does have some merit; at least the livestreamers they hire are reasonably good-looking.

There were no oddly shaped or deformed figures with spatial distortion and long-legged special effects.

Gifts kept coming in one after another.

Tonight, all the powerful business owners were coaxed into showing up by the livestreamers. Most of them came prepared, and naturally, their wallets were bulging.

Opening the contribution leaderboard, you can count seven or eight people above level 70, including her.

Shen Zhaoyi was able to reach that point easily thanks to the system.

If you really have to spend money to get to this level, your strength is beyond question.

Because the male and female anchors are scheduled for different time slots, right now it's all handsome guys. After the group dance, they do some posing, like walking a catwalk.

The camera zooms in, showing each person a short solo performance.

This setup is just like an ancient emperor selecting concubines.

The large screen switched, and a familiar face appeared, along with an introduction—

[Popular streamer: Xiaoye]

As the camera zoomed in, Xiaoye slid to the center position.

He had clearly prepared meticulously from head to toe tonight, and his appearance immediately caused a frenzy among his fans.

As the performance ended, several bosses whose usernames ended with "ye" started sending virtual gifts.

Even if they compete with each other, their balance will eventually run out.

Moreover, this is only the first day.

Everyone had their reservations.

For this grand event, the company specially placed a large projection screen opposite the stage so that everyone could easily see their boss's vote count.

Everyone has a clear idea of ​​what's going on.

If there are many people, maintain good relationships with them; if there are few, apply the same principles to them.

Xiaoye didn't see the name "60-year-old lady" among the many gifts until he left the stage. He looked at Mumu, who was at the bottom of the line, with resentment.

There were at least five streamers between the two.

But individual performance time is limited, and soon it was the other person's turn.

In fact, Mumu's inner thoughts are also very complicated.

When Xiaoye went on stage, his attention was entirely focused on the large screen behind him.

He didn't want Shen Zhaoyi's ID to appear in this segment, but right now, he didn't want that ID to appear in his own segment even more.

But things went counterproductive.

As soon as the host finished his introduction, Mu Mu saw the scroll effect unfold on the big screen.

One after another, accompanied by Shen Zhaoyi's domineering floating message: 【Can Mumu's exclusive gift be changed to this?】

The host was practically beaming with joy.

Upon receiving the notification from operations, he immediately replied, "Boss, of course! Don't worry, I guarantee not a single vote will be missed, and Mumu will remember them all!"

With his words, Shen Zhaoyi could send gifts without any restraint.

Originally, some fans had come to Mumu's house, but they all stopped when they saw her take action.

Are you kidding me? This woman alone can wipe out everything!
Before this, the live stream room had already accumulated a lot of popularity, and a large number of passersby had already flocked in.

Among them were spectators who had witnessed the scene of receiving millions of gifts that afternoon.

Seeing the familiar gifts and the familiar setup.

Then I checked the gift giver's ID.

Well, it's still that "sixty-year-old lady".

So, who exactly is this woman?

【I don't know, you've been sending gifts all afternoon, haven't you?】

[It must be an official account; otherwise, given this situation, it would have been investigated long ago.]

Indeed, when I voted for Aibo before, even though I didn't spend much, I still received risk warnings.

[So, does that mean the votes for "Mumu" are fake?] ...

Shen Zhaoyi had seen some of the earlier content, but she was too lazy to pay attention to it.

The reason why the authorities don't punish her is all thanks to the system.

But they say Mumu's vote count was fake.

Ok……

Even though it was paid as a tip, she still had to work hard, okay?

I took a break and sent out several sets of diamond red envelopes, then set them to be claimed in the comments.

"Is it necessary to rig a vote with such a small number?"

For a time, even after Mumu stepped down, this sentence was still trending online.

Xiaoye was so angry she wanted to grind her teeth.

This kid is definitely number one in popularity tonight.

The others don't have powerful families, so they can't possibly surpass him.

And I have a feeling that the woman in her sixties will bring some different surprises in the next few days.

This kid really hit the jackpot!

Clearly, Mumu hadn't expected things to turn out this way.

After one round of the tour ended, two hours had passed, and all the hosts returned to the stage.

This time, however, the person in the center position has changed.

Next was the unified thank-you segment.

Shen Zhaoyi was already dazzled by the newly set stage lights. Before she could even finish listening to what they were saying, she quit Douyin, locked the screen, lay back on the bed, and stared blankly at the ceiling.

I had only rested for less than ten minutes when my phone started vibrating repeatedly.

It's a phone call coming in.

A string of unfamiliar numbers, without any notes, but seeing that the location was S City, I still chose to answer the call.

"Hello? Who is it?"

"Sister," came Mu Mu's hesitant voice from the other end of the phone, "it's me."

Shen Zhaoyi then remembered that she seemed to have given her phone number to the recipient when he sent a same-city package last time.

But one can't help but wonder, "Has the live stream ended?"

"Yeah, it just ended."

Mumu seemed a little tired, and the noise of staff packing up equipment could be heard over there.

There was a few more seconds of silence, as if they were organizing their thoughts.

"Did you come here today specifically to vote for me?"

"if not?"

A warm feeling washed over Mumu, but it was quickly dispelled by the numbers she had just received from operations.

He continued, "Sister, didn't we agree before that we wouldn't swipe?"

"You only said I couldn't do group broadcasts, not that I couldn't go to the awards ceremony," Shen Zhaoyi said gently. "Besides, look at you, all the male streamers in the company are there, and you're ranked at the very end?"

"If people told me that I was your number one supporter, no one would believe it."

"I..." Mu Mu wanted to defend herself.

He doesn't actually care whether he's in the front or the back of the line.

Shen Zhaoyi knew that the reason he was standing at the back was actually because of her own damned possessiveness.

This is why Mumu has no other boss besides herself.

Normally, it's one thing for a group broadcast to be at the bottom, but now that it's a grand event, of course we have to come and support them.

Thinking of this, her tone softened unconsciously: "How can you let anyone look down on my people?"

Hearing her domineering yet somewhat childish speech, even though Mu Mu harbored resentment towards the company, she couldn't help but smile.

A car horn suddenly sounded in the background, presumably indicating that the car had left the company.

Shen Zhaoyi was about to ask what kind of rewards she could get at the end of the ceremony when Mu Mu was about to hang up the phone.

"Sister, can we video chat when I get home?"