Lin Fan's expression shifted slightly. Wangquan Superstar's fate did not look too good.
He immediately looked into the camera and said seriously, "Wangquan Superstar, I'm sending you a call invitation. You can accept it."
[Third of Every Month: Master, you've changed. Wangquan Superstar said she wasn't even your fan, yet you're giving her preferential treatment!]
[Huahua Fada: I object! I'm your loyal fan, Master, but instead of giving me preferential treatment, you're giving it to an influencer!]
[Ye Buxiu: Actually, this is a good thing. If he connects with Wangquan Superstar, her fans will get notified, and plenty of new viewers will definitely come into the livestream. Master Lin's follower count will surely reach a new high then.]
[Boss Xiu: Master Lin has thirty million followers now. If that goes up again, couldn't he reach forty million?]
[Wangquan Superstar: Give me a moment. Let me put some clothes on!]
A short while later, the call connected.
Wangquan Superstar wore pajamas. She had neither put on makeup nor dressed up, but her distinctive air made her easy to find captivating.
"Hello, Master Lin."
She greeted him politely, then said, "I just watched some of your videos. You seem to be very accurate at fortune-telling, so I'd like your help with something. But I might need to test your ability first."
Test my ability?
Lin Fan looked bemused. This was the first time a viewer had made such a request.
Still, he did not pay it much mind, because he already knew what had happened to Wangquan Superstar.
Just then, he noticed the livestream's viewer count rising at a terrifying rate.
Clearly, the viewers who had just arrived were all Wangquan Superstar's fans.
[Panamera: Holy shit, Wangquan Superstar, baby, didn't you say you were streaming tomorrow?]
[Megastar Fan: You liar! I never