Song Qingrong was editing a video.
Just then, the chat flooded with messages alerting Song Qingrong.
"Rong, quick! Master Xiao has gone live on Yanjing Platform! Master Xiao is making his move!!"
"It's true, he really is live! Over a hundred thousand viewers in ten seconds! Holy shit! What a badass!"
"A million! It's already a million! No, two million! Master Xiao is fucking awesome! Master Xiao is the GOAT!"
"Rong, let's go watch! I bet what we've been doing, along with that video you just posted, caught Master Xiao's attention. He couldn't stand watching anymore, so he's going to stand up for you! He's going to deal with that scumbag Korean streamer!"
"Quick, quick, quick! Just hearing the name Master Xiao has my blood pumping!"
"Only Master Xiao can keep this situation under control. Otherwise, we really aren't a match for that bastard Kim Jeong-tae on our own!"
"Exactly! He has tens of millions of followers and millions watching live. Our poor Rong only has ten thousand or so viewers. How can we compete?"
When Song Qingrong, who had been so angry she was almost crying, heard this,
she abandoned her second video and everything else.
In a frantic rush, she opened Yanjing Live-Streaming Platform.
Song Qingrong sucked in a sharp breath.
Every recommendation on the homepage had vanished. Only Master Xiao's livestream remained.
Clearly,
even Yanjing Live-Streaming Platform couldn't stand watching anymore. This time, they were throwing their full support behind Master Xiao and going head-to-head with South Korea!
Want to watch a livestream?
Come watch Master Xiao's.
Want to watch someone else?
Then goodbye. Go to another platform!
That was the kind of pull Master Xiao had.
He had the entire platform backing him!
It was treatment Song Qingrong wouldn't even dare dream of!
He truly was