It shouldn't be too much to ask, right?

Ye Chen sat upright before the piano and said to the camera, "Thank you all for your incredible support. In the future, please support Magic Bull Milk even more. I'll give everyone another round of benefits—the lucky bags and red envelopes in the upper-left corner are up for grabs.

"Today, we'll first draw lucky fans to request songs, then let the top three fans on the gift leaderboard request songs. We'll be picking four lucky fans in total, so get ready to compete with your fingers and your internet speed."

The fans in the livestream room eagerly rubbed their hands together, and the bullet comments erupted once more.

"It's starting, it's starting! Four lucky viewers today! I've been waiting here since Ye Chen's very first stream—it should be my turn by now, right?"

"Ye Chen pampers his fans way too much! He's giving out more benefits again—so generous!"

"I'm already stationed right next to the Wi-Fi. I refuse to believe I still won't get one this time."

"I'm bringing out my eighteen years of singlehood-trained Kirin arm. How will you handle that, sir?"

"Wow, these businesses are really going all out! There are so many red envelopes in Ye Chen's livestream room—I can't grab them all, I just can't!"

"Who has time to grab red envelopes? I'm going for a song-request slot. I want to connect with Ye Chen."

"I'll send out a huge red envelope too. You guys grab red envelopes, and I'll grab a song-request slot."

"What a brilliant plan from the person above. I'm sending one too."

"..."

Ye Chen looked at the camera and said, "I'll count down from three. The first four fans to type what I say will be today's lucky viewers. Three, two, one—Magic Bull is truly awesome!"

As soon as he finished