Counterattack

When Song Yihe got home,

This was the scene he saw.

An Zhiwu was cooking in the kitchen, explaining to her livestream viewers why she lived there as she worked.

Waves of fragrance drifted out of the kitchen,

Stirring up all the greedy little worms in his stomach.

He gently closed the door and tiptoed over to sit on the sofa.

Then he opened Y Cat Live and watched the scene in the kitchen on his phone.

In the livestream, An Zhiwu was already pan-frying tofu.

She deftly coated the tofu in starch and beaten egg, then put it in the hot oil. Before long, she had fried it golden brown and flipped it over. "When we pan-fry tofu, there's one thing to remember: you have to buy firm tofu. You can't get this result with soft tofu."

As Song Yihe watched An Zhiwu cook, he also read the bullet comments.

Besides a crowd of viewers saying, "This is making me hungry,"

Many were attacking An Zhiwu's looks and mocking her for using a beauty filter.

Song Yihe frowned as he read them.

What was wrong with these netizens? She was clearly even prettier in person than on the screen.

With that thought,

He casually sent a bullet comment: I can vouch for her. The streamer isn't using a beauty filter, and she's prettier in person.

A flood of bullet comments promptly followed his.

—What are you vouching with? Are you right there beside her or something?

—Are you vouching with your dog head?

—Some fans will say anything against their own conscience to whitewash her.

Song Yihe was left choking with anger.

When he came to his senses, though, he found it childish and ridiculous. Why was he getting angry at a bunch of netizens?

After An Zhiwu finished frying the tofu, she began explaining the last dish.

Beef brisket and radish soup.

"Cut the beef brisket into small pieces, add ginger slices and cooking wine to remove the gamey smell, and take it out after boiling it for a few minutes. Then peel and chop the radish, put it in a pot of cold water, and take it out after it's boiled for five minutes."

She had already done all this prep work earlier.

"Then add water to the beef brisket, put in ginger slices and scallions, and simmer it for an hour. Add the radish and seasonings, simmer for another half hour, and it's done~"

Since the dish had already been simmering while she made the first two dishes, it was just about ready now.

An Zhiwu lifted the lid off the clay pot and ladled the radish and brisket into a soup bowl. "All right, now let's eat~"

An Zhiwu picked up the soup bowl and burned her hand. Startled, she immediately pulled it back and touched her earlobe.

—That reaction was exactly the same as mine hahaha

—Streamer, I love you~

—An'an, my kitchen wants to hire you for a generous salary

When An Zhiwu brought the food to the dining table, she finally noticed that Song Yihe had gotten home at some point.

Then she remembered she was still livestreaming and mouthed to Song Yihe, "Don't say anything."

Song Yihe: "..."

Why did he suddenly feel like he was her secret lover who couldn't be seen in the light?

After An Zhiwu brought all the dishes over, she went back to the kitchen and moved her phone stand over.

While she was in the kitchen getting the stand, Song Yihe took out his phone, quickly snapped a photo of the dishes on the table, and sent it to the WeChat group.

An Zhiwu secured her phone on the stand, then ate while chatting with her livestream viewers.

She completely ignored Song Yihe's presence.

Halfway through An Zhiwu's livestream, an invitation suddenly popped up: Xinxin Loves Spicy Food has invited you to a joint livestream. Accept?

An Zhiwu was dumbfounded.

If she remembered correctly, this was the streamer who ranked second on the forum, whose fans had come to her livestream and kept cursing her.

The enemy had issued a challenge. How could she not accept!

An Zhiwu thought for a moment, then tapped "Accept."

On Y Cat Live, when two people did a joint livestream, the livestream page split in two, their audiences were combined, and viewers could watch both streamers at the same time.

The moment the two appeared in the livestream together, the bullet comments erupted.

—Are they confronting each other on the spot???

—The one who started it is the bitch! You know who you are!

—Pah! Some of those vomiting-induction fans are disgusting.

—To be fair, with the two of them on screen together, I really do think An'an is pretty.

—Person above, open your eyes and look carefully. Xinxin isn't using a beauty filter at all, okay?

In less than a minute, the livestream was in an uproar.

To be honest, if not for today, An Zhiwu wouldn't have had the slightest idea what the streamer "Xinxin Loves Spicy Food" looked like.

Now that she had seen her, she couldn't exactly call her pretty. She was average-looking, though not bad for a mukbang streamer, she supposed.

After all, people didn't watch mukbangs for looks.

Perhaps because she had spent so much time with Shen Songqing and had now met Xia Qian too, she felt that this girl was a little less impressive by comparison.

Before she could speak, "Xinxin Loves Spicy Food" greeted her very warmly. "Hello, An'an! I've heard so much about you. I finally get to meet you in person!"

Although An Zhiwu didn't know when her name had become so well-known, she smiled and returned the greeting.

The two sides' fans in the livestream looked ready to argue more and more fiercely.

"Xinxin Loves Spicy Food" spoke up just in time. "Everyone, don't argue over something so unimportant~ Honestly, I don't care at all. You can tell that from how I don't use a beauty filter~ I don't mind other people using one either. After all, we're streamers. Even if we only do mukbangs, it's understandable to use a beauty filter~"

An Zhiwu felt that this streamer's tea-brewing skills must have reached their peak.

She was taking a roundabout way of saying An Zhiwu used a beauty filter.

Yet some people couldn't recognize a green tea bitch, and as soon as she spoke, the bullet comments grew even livelier.

—Xinxin is so magnanimous.

—You with the beauty filter, what do you have to say now?

—The one who started it is the bitch. Everyone saw it; this Xinxin was the one who sent the invitation.

—Can't you hear how green tea that was?

—Green tea bitch

If uncle could tolerate it, auntie couldn't.

An Zhiwu felt she couldn't stay silent any longer, though she thought it was pretty strange that she, a food streamer, would one day talk about her own looks.

But now that dirty water was being splashed all over her, she wasn't someone who would let others bully her either.

An Zhiwu put down her chopsticks and cleared her throat. "Let me say a few words. Although I don't know what you're arguing about, from my personal point of view, whether a streamer uses a beauty filter is her own choice. I wouldn't put other people down just because I don't use one. Besides, I think the point of a mukbang is to bring good food to the public, not to dwell on this kind of meaningless dispute. It strikes me as very childish. Also, I'm not using a beauty filter. If you don't believe me, I can prove it to you."

With that, she picked up her chopsticks, held them upright, and aimed them at the camera. "As you can see, the two chopsticks in my hand are straight and parallel. Now, I'll turn on the beauty filter."