Watching the graceful dance on the screen, as if a fairy had descended to earth.
The livestream instantly erupted in an earthquake of bullet comments.
A dense flood of comments surged across the screen like a burst dam, obscuring every corner.
"Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit! I may be uneducated, but one 'holy shit' is enough to conquer the world!"
"Wuwuwu! Menglu, my wife, you're finally dancing again! That figure, that waist—it's killing me!"
"So beautiful! With this foundation in classical dance, she crushes ninety-nine percent of Yin Yue's borderline-erotic female streamers, okay?!"
"Wife, I love you! Tonight's dream material is here!"
"Brothers, type 'Protect' in the chat! Everyone stand up and pay respects to Big Bro Emperor Xiao!"
"Big Bro is awesome! Big Bro, you're being reckless! Do you still need someone to carry your shoes? I want to be your dog, Big Bro—as long as you provide food and lodging!"
"Get lost, get lost! If you want to be a dog, line up in the back! Big Bro Emperor Xiao, look at me! I'm 1.62 meters tall, delicate, soft-voiced, easy to push over, and I'm an E-cup! If you're interested, make sure to check my DMs!"
All kinds of bootlicking, shock, and shameless offers rolled wildly through the chat.
In the time it took for a single song to end.
Wu Xiao's newly registered blank account received countless private messages.
Dozens, hundreds, then several hundred...
The red unread notification dot in his inbox surged at a terrifying geometric rate.
As for those eager messages that would have made any ordinary man's blood race.
Wu Xiao did not even spare them a glance.
His bloodshot eyes remained fixed on the gift panel, his thumb clicking the "Send" button madly as though fitted with an electric motor!
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