Yu Nian had been making quite a splash online lately. He had just appeared at the commentary desk of an offline tournament, and then a wealthy benefactor had flooded his livestream with gifts for twenty minutes straight, sending his popularity soaring well beyond his usual audience.
People flocked to follow Y's account, hoping to get a glimpse of this generous big spender.
The account didn't even have a proper profile picture. It had been registered less than six months ago, and its only post was the one automatically generated by the system on the day it was created.
Even so, its follower count had already overtaken plenty of smaller creators on the platform.
Posts about Yu Nian were also filled with comments.
[Live long enough and you really do see everything. Holy shit, has anyone calculated how much this guy spent on the streamer that night?]
[I thought it'd be some gorgeous female streamer, but it turned out to be a guy? Boss, what were you thinking?!]
[This gaming streamer is pretty handsome, but isn't he a little too calm? Feels kind of staged.]
[Calm? He was scared stiff, okay? Besides, the platform takes at least half of those millions. Who would stage something that stupid?]
[I heard this streamer's partner also appeared that night, and he's a guy too, so we all know what that means. The big spender shelled out that much to support him today, but how he gets used later is entirely up to his sugar daddy.]
[The sour grapes are practically spilling out of your comment. Makes sense, though. With all that shit coming out of your mouth, you probably couldn't find a sugar daddy that generous even if you stuck your ass out till it fell apart~]
[Instead of donating all that money to