We're Acting

"Brothers, I'm going to challenge for the championship title in the martial arts tournament again!"

"Guys, this is a tournament where a single victory could change your destiny!"

"If we win, you'll definitely see me on screen in the future!"

"Don't call me Aunt Song, I'm still young!"

"Where are those two little yellow-faced girls? Yueyue and Lingling are right here!"

"Why is there an extra man here?"

"He received the message quite late and overslept before he arrived for the selection!"

As soon as Song Fengying starts her live stream, the number of viewers in her live stream increases rapidly in a short period of time.

From tens to hundreds, then to thousands or tens of thousands, this process takes only a few seconds.

Moreover, the number of people is increasing even more dramatically every second.

As soon as the live stream started, Song Fengying's live stream showed abnormal donations.

A red donation icon appeared in the live stream, triggering a frenzy of comments.

During this continuous live stream, the nonchalant attitude towards tipping really shattered the mentality of many people.

With just a few words, the big shots on the list started throwing money around like they were under a spell.

A single donation could amount to the total salary of many people over twenty or even thirty years, and saving a million after deducting personal expenses is something most ordinary people would find difficult to achieve in their entire lives.

But in this live-streaming room, money flows in like water.

Even among those who currently watch live streams and are relatively well-off, many still cannot withstand the stimulation.

In this live stream, many people weren't watching Song Fengying at the moment, but rather the instant the big spenders were throwing money around.

Zhou Yueyan's tipping income was only over five million, while Song Fengying actually achieved a dividend income of tens of millions.

This change happened in just two or three days, and the wealth continues to grow.

Because of the live broadcast of the fighting competition, wealthy people have been spending money like crazy.

For most people, this is the incomprehensible world of live-streaming economy, but the number of viewers drawn by its reputation continues to grow.

Even though the monitor was completely jammed, some people still managed to squeeze in.

Some people do not have the necessary equipment to watch the live stream and can only do so by searching for the web version or watching past live stream recordings.

"Brothers, let me put on my protective gear first!"

"We've encountered some top-notch teams today. Many of the young men have some training, and their stunt performances are far superior to ours!"

But we're sure we can break through!

"Our group has gained a new man today. He's trained in marksmanship and gliding, which has increased our team's mobility once again!"

"Enough said, the aircraft is dropping items, I'm going to grab them!"

Compared to the previous two days' live streams, Song Fengying clearly started to include some additional content this time.

"The role of Linghu Chong is mine!"

Zhang Xuezhou shouted, and then Zhang Manqian shouted in the same way.

"To become Ren Yingying, I'm going to give it my all in my performance today!"

"Are you crazy?!"

Still half asleep, Song Sijia slapped herself twice to try and wake herself up.

She stared wide-eyed at the line, which had seemed perfectly normal just two days ago, but now appeared somewhat abnormal.

"I want to be like Tian Boguang, the lone traveler who roams ten thousand miles, hahahahaha~"

Wang Li shouted loudly, then let out a chilling, lewd laugh.

"Hallucination!"

Song Sijia rubbed her eyes hard, inevitably wiping off a patch of her makeup.

When the countdown to the game started, she shook her head, then swayed and ran out with Zhang Xuezhou and the others.

"Brother Zhang, you're not running fast enough," Song Sijia said.

"I didn't learn any movie stunts like flying over grass," Zhang Xuezhou said. "My main focus right now is on a kind of mystical performance!"

"What?"

Song Sijia opened her mouth wide, feeling that she couldn't understand a word these people were saying.

"From now on, you'll follow me. If I become Linghu Chong, maybe you can get a role as Yue Lingshan!"

"Act? What kind of fighting style does Yue Lingshan use?"

"We've run into some issues with our competition, and we're currently trying to mitigate the impact by transitioning to film and television acting. Could you please cooperate a little?"

Seeing Song Fengying rush upstairs with the video recorder and disappear into the obstacle course, Zhang Xuezhou then instructed Song Sijia.

"I... the Sequencing Contest can do something like this?"

Looking at Zhang Xuezhou's relaxed expression, Song Sijia couldn't understand how Zhang Xuezhou and the others could still be thinking about film and television acting to match the live broadcast during such a crucial match.

She touched her forehead and felt a little dizzy.

"Brother, please don't..."

"Guarantee the top three!"

I'll listen to you!

As long as the sequencing conference is won, Song Sijia is willing to do anything, regardless of whether it's Yue Lingshan or Wang Lingshan, she can cooperate.

"It's a Five Elements Eight Trigrams Staff!"

Upon reaching the supply distribution area, Song Fengying shouted and grabbed a nearly one-meter-long stun gun, then ran.

This type of stun gun has insufficient reserve power; once turned on, it can generate a single electrical surge.

If the stun gun is used on the protective gear being worn, it will have no effect whatsoever.

"Hahaha, Song Sijia, there were no guns in the airdrop. You've overused your Dragon Might Combat Technique. You've lost!"

As they continued to converge, another team of contestants also appeared and approached Zhang Xuezhou and his group during their run.

"His name is Xin Jiping, from the Xin family of Western Capital..."

"It's alright, I don't need to know your name or abilities!"

Twenty meters away, Zhang Xuezhou spread his arms, and the genetic power within his body surged forth.

He pointed at Xin Jiping, whose face was still laughing, but in just a moment he was filled with fear, his body trembled unnaturally, and he slowly squatted down to the ground.

"Save your time, we still have several games to play," Song Sijia reminded her.

"My current deterrent isn't an all-out attack; it can target a single individual with minimal losses, and I could use it twenty times in a row without any problem!"

Zhang Xuezhou's words made Song Sijia gasp.

She kicked Xin Jiping to the ground, turning off the monitor inside his protective gear, causing the insignia representing Xin Jiping to immediately dim.

"In the past, it would take a fight to the death to decide the winner, but this year we've brought some technological products, so we don't have to fight to that extent anymore," Song Sijia said.

"Then they'll suffer much less, and we... Hahaha, behold my Six Meridian Divine Sword!"

Song Fengying completed the rendezvous extremely quickly.

When the camera on the video device scanned his body, Zhang Xuezhou immediately started gesturing wildly.

"Fall down, fall down, fall down, you fall down too!"

The distance was as close as twenty meters and as far as fifty meters. As Zhang Xuezhou pointed, these people were like fish thrown into a pot of boiling oil, their running turning into rolling on the ground.

"Is that all?"

Watching Zhang Xuezhou effortlessly take down four more people, Zhang Xuezhou didn't even ask their names, inquire about their preferred Gene Fighting Technique, or engage in direct combat with them.

The match between the top 32 and the top 16 has ended so simply.

It was so simple that Song Sijia could hardly believe it, yet it had indeed happened.

The opposing team members who made it to the top 32 all possessed considerable Gene Fighting Technique, and could even be considered among the strongest of the sequencers.

In front of Zhang Xuezhou, these people didn't even flinch.

"Crush!"

These two words were all that remained in Song Sijia's mind.

The brevity of this match is not the end, but only the beginning.

If Zhang Xuezhou's Gene Fighting Technique weren't still within the scope of the competition, Song Sijia would have truly believed that some second or Third Sequence mental sequence user had disrupted the balance.

"Guys, how was our stunt performance? Linghu Chong unleashed a Six Meridian Divine Sword, its Sword Qi shooting fifty meters, striking four of the top thirty-two contestants from another film and television class. He took them all down in just four strikes."

"Why does Linghu Chong know the Six Meridian Divine Sword? Look at this staff in my hand! If we get our hands on it, it'll definitely allow our team members to unleash their skills!"

At the center of the crowd, Song Fengying launched into a lengthy explanation.

As the top live streamer, Song Fengying can lie without even blushing, and the content she reads is completely different from what she said a few days ago.

This immediately added a touch of eeriness to the atmosphere in the live stream.

After a match ends, this is the time to send red-pinched rewards.

But after this victory, not a single red dot appeared in the live stream chat.

Clearly, those who used the red-ink tipping feature have realized the problem.