Yu Xiuyuan closed his eyes and turned off his phone. "Oh my god, all that shaking made me seasick."
Then a staff member cast the feed onto the big screen behind him, which had been playing ads all this time.
When he looked again, the chat was filled with "Yun Chuan."
Yu Xiuyuan couldn't hold back his laughter. "I said seasick! Are you all experts at mishearing things?"
The chat slowed a little, and Yu Xiuyuan picked out the questions he wanted to answer.
"You're so beautiful. I want to marry you." Yu Xiuyuan pointed off-camera. "Moderator, kick this one out!"
"How much is that knit sweater you're wearing? This one I know. One hundred and twenty-eight."
"Can you take on lots and lots more work? No. You know what my dream is."
"Will you buy whatever I endorse from now on? Shut up! Stop right there! I suspect you're trying to get me into trouble."
"Can I wear a Green Rhythm skirt for you to see? No. Don't even think about it."
Once he had answered those few acceptable questions, the chat became very unified.
It was God Yun all the way down.
[Then you can't wear one for God Yun either.]
[What gives you the right to stop Yu Beauty from wearing one for God Yun?]
[He has to wear one for God Yun!]
[No! Why should God Yun get such a feast!]
Yu Xiuyuan nearly blacked out. He had no words for these commenters. "Have you all lost your minds? Is there anything you won't imagine? Keep this up and we'll skip the interaction segment."
The chat stopped for two seconds, then became a little more serious-but only a little.
[Yu Beauty has such sharp eyes. He managed to find the handful of questions that had nothing