The richest man: The streamer I recommended is gradually becoming yandere.

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At this moment, Jiang Sui discovered that someone had sent him several private messages from the backend of Bilibili.

Since there were no pop-ups, the earliest message had already been up for more than half an hour.

He raised an eyebrow, subconsciously assuming it was a nagging message from Mianmian, but when he tapped the screen, he was surprised to find it was from Susu.

30 minutes ago.

"Good evening, Brother Qian Sui! I've finally waited until you came online~ (happy spinning around.jpg)"

"I successfully passed ten rounds in the last tournament! I finally lived up to my brother's expectations and found a teammate for Brother Chisui."

"Brother Qian Sui, do I look pretty today? Do you like this outfit?"

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20 minutes ago.

"Brother Qian Sui, you've gone too far with how you treat me~ (looking aggrieved.jpg)"

"A gift worth 1000 points could easily be enough to watch a solo dance performance (whispering.jpg)."

"But Brother Qian Sui just happened to send 1000 popularity votes. What a bad guy, he has no sense of romance at all."

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8 minutes ago.

"Brother Qiansui, the special effects of the Glory Crystal Ball are so beautiful!"

"1000 knives. If the resurrection fails, Ono will be punished."

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One minute ago.

"Brother Qian Sui, don't be impulsive, don't lose your temper."

......

Jiang Sui glanced through it.

There are too many messages, I can't reply to them all.

So he selectively replied to the messages.

"Then let's cut it into pieces and make it crispy later."

Jiang Sui was still editing the next message when Su Su replied instantly, as if she were always by her phone.

SuSu: "Couldn't you just...put the ticket on me, Brother Qiansui?"

If it were a ticket, she wouldn't get a share of Jiang Sui's money at all.

Jiang Sui: "No."

SuSu: "Why?"

Jiang Sui pondered for a moment, and an idea popped into his head. He slowly typed a reply: "Of course, it's because I want to protect Lu Qian and vote for her! (doge.jpg)"

SuSu didn't reply immediately anymore.

But the system's notification tone answered for her.

[Strong emotions of "jealousy" and "anger" detected in the streamer SuSu...]

Jiang Sui was so pleased that his legs started shaking.

He felt like he was sprinkling bone meal on crops in Minecraft, ready to harvest them soon.

After a long while, SuSu finally replied to the message, "Brother Qian Sui...do you like girls like Lu Qian?"

Jiang Sui felt it was necessary to correct Su Su's thinking: "She just likes this style."

Upon receiving this message, SuSu's mind finally cleared up a bit. "So that's how it is. I understand now."

"By the way, SuSu just said she's found teammates?" Jiang Sui suddenly asked.

"Yeah, yeah, that guy is new. He helped me in the last round. I wonder if he'll come back later."

"Congratulations! Finally, someone is helping SuSu."

Su Su fell silent again after seeing Jiang Sui's reply.

This sentence feels like I'm finally entrusting myself to someone...

Does this mean that because there's a new older brother, Qian Sui is no longer willing to help me?

Or is it because of the arrival of the new eldest brother that Qian Sui is jealous...? That can't be right, there are clearly more people in Lu Qian's family than hers, but Qian Sui chose to help Lu Qian.

[The system detected emotions such as "doubt" and "anxiety" in the streamer SuSu...]

Jiang Sui stopped looking at what Su Su had posted and switched back to the live stream.

He discovered that by using the "recent wishes" obtained through the Eye of Insight and then making a point of it, it was often easy to stir up the anchor's emotions.

Take SuSu for example. She hopes to meet a good older brother, so she should put more effort into that.

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Inside the live stream room.

Round Seven

I chatted with Susu for a while, and before I knew it, I had missed the time to buy tickets.

Jiang Sui glanced at the score again and was surprised to find that the other side had received over 2000 votes. She wondered what kind of gift they had given.

Lu Qian's team only has "wind gray" with 600 points, which means that she needs 2800 points to revive in this round.

Before Lu Qian could even take the microphone to campaign for votes, Jiang Sui's gift effects exploded on the screen.

"Feed 'Thousand Years Old' one Dream Fulfilling Fairy Shadow (3000 batteries)."

"Thanks to my brother Qian Sui for making my dream come true!" Xiao Wang shouted along with the catchy music. "Oh my brother Qian Sui, you're so incredibly kind! Lu Qian Mai just got her in my hands."

The comments section also fluctuated slightly for a while:

"So heroic!!"

"(Applause.jpg)(Applause.jpg)(Applause.jpg)"

"66666".

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"Thank you, my dear brother! Thank you!" Lu Qian said excitedly, holding the microphone.

Ono stared at the screen with a look of utter despair, her resentful gaze fixed on Jiang Sui on the other side.

Jiang Sui naturally chose to ignore it.

Looking at the dazzling special effects of "Dream Fairy Shadow" on the screen, Wang Hao felt as if it had been slapped hard across his face.

"Damn it... we've been playing the sixth round for twenty minutes already."

"Is this Chitose deliberately preventing Ono from passing?"

Wang Hao opened his balance and looked at the money in his bank card, his restless mind calculating how much extra money he could access.

At most... 20,000 yuan.

After spending these 20,000 yuan, surely he can still win a tournament, right? He's seen some level 50 or 60 players before, and they only managed to win with 6,000 or 7,000 yuan at most.

But he didn't understand that there's a big difference between not being able to get votes and not wanting to get votes.

Wang Hao gritted his teeth until his cheeks ached.

He looked at Ono's resentful eyes on the screen.

"If I help Ono through ten rounds, Ono will definitely be very grateful to me." This thought swirled in Wang Hao's mind like a spell.

We cannot lose.

Even if it's just for the sake of "face," to prove that he's more sincere than others, he has to keep going.

With trembling fingers, Wang Hao tapped the recharge interface. His balance was already zero; the glaring "0" seemed to mock his incompetence.

"I'll top up again... another 5000 yuan!"

His breathing became rapid and heavy. Reason weakly protested in the corner against next month's rent and living expenses, but it was quickly overwhelmed by the fervor of wanting to win and wanting to be valued by the goddess.

As Wang Hao thought this, his finger hovered over the payment button for a moment, hesitating.

The words that "Chitose" had just said—"Let's see how many rounds you can protect Ono"—sounded particularly jarring at that moment.

An unnamed rage surged to the top of his head, and Wang Hao's eyes turned fierce, like a gambler who had lost everything at the gambling table.

He quickly pressed the fingerprint payment button.

The words "Recharge Successful" popped up on the screen. At that moment, Wang Hao did not feel much joy. Instead, he felt a dizzy, exhausting sensation. Then, a morbid excitement filled his veins.

All he wanted to see was Ono cheering because of his gift, and he wanted to see that "Chitose" look embarrassed, even if it was just for a moment.

Even if this is just a false prosperity built on money, even if this is a business destined to lose money, he can't stop now.

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