Сhарtеr 3: I’m Ugly, But I’m Gеntlе
Тhе bаrrage was unifоrmlу filled with: 【Hоly shit, is this for rеаl?】
【Drаgоn Ноrse Sрirit: Yоu саn even tеll fortunes? Seems likе уou’rе rеаllу siсk in the hеаd.】
Nоw it was Shi Yi Yun’s turn to turn раle, thоugh he quickly stеadiеd himself and hurriedlу tyрed in thе рublic chаt to clarifу: 【Dоn’t listеn tо her nonsеnsе, I’m а riсh secоnd-genеration! I’vе got plеnty of mоney!】
Althоugh hе wаs inwardlу shоcked at hоw she соuld possiblу know abоut his embеzzlеmеnt of сompаny funds, he wаs аlrеady too addicted to bеing thе “top-ranked big brоthеr” to think too muсh аbout it.
All he knew was that in Zhang Shuishui’s livestream, he could gain a sense of existence, vanity, and satisfaction. Besides, he might even harvest a sweet romance, because Zhang Shuishui had already agreed to meet him offline.
Zhang Shuishui smiled sweetly and gently: “I believe you, Brother Yun. It’s obvious she’s been spreading rumors from the start. People like her are the most hateful!”
Song Jingwu maintained her eerie smile: “Whether it’s a rumor or not, you’ll find out soon enough when you come crawling back with your head in your hands.”
Zhang Shuishui rolled her eyes: “If you don’t dare to accept my PK, just say so. Why pretend? Even a trash bag can’t hold as much as you.”
Song Jingwu retorted with the unstable demeanor of a mental patient: “People rely on clothes, Buddhas rely on gold. If I don’t pretend, you’ll have to. No matter how much I pretend, I can’t outdo you, you old hag.”
Zhang Shuishui was so angry she rolled her eyes again: “Just say it, will you accept my PK or not? If you don’t dare, you’re just a country bumpkin!”
Song Jingwu: “I’m a country bumpkin, and you’re a fancy chicken, okay?”
Then she slapped her forehead: “Look at my memory, I almost mistook you for a human just now.”
“You…” Zhang Shuishui clearly couldn’t out-argue her, so she stiffened her neck and insisted: “Will you accept it or not? If you don’t dare, just say so!”
【Yan Yan’er: Hubby, fight her! What’s there to be afraid of? I just topped up my account today, so I can go head-to-head with her!】
【Dragon Horse Spirit: Just based on your mouth, you’ve already won.】
【Yang Yang from Sister Wu’s Family: Fight! I’ll top up right away. That side is too arrogant, I’m about to die of anger, damn it!】
Yang Yang thought for a moment and simply sent a WeChat message to his wealthiest cousin: 【Bro, can you lend me some money? My Sister Wu is being bullied, and I want to help her get back at them!】
Soon, the reply came: 【Your brother is just a small assistant, what money do I have? By the way, why are you still a fan of that female streamer called ‘Looking at Flowers in the Fog’? Don’t top up and send gifts anymore, or I’ll tell your mom and have her cut off your allowance.】
Yang Yang: 【Ugh, fine, don’t lend it if you don’t want to!】
The next second, he mercilessly blocked his cousin and went to borrow from someone else.
Seeing everyone in the public chat urging her to accept the PK, Song Jingwu had no choice but to oblige:
“Fine, I’ll accept it. If I lose, I’ll just take off the mask. Although I’m ugly, I’m gentle. I believe my true fans won’t abandon me just because I’m ugly, right?”
【Pen Yu Yan: Of course not! Always supporting Sister Wu! Go, Sister Wu! This time, we’ll give it our all!】
【Ya Ya’s Mom: Even though I’m a mom with not much money, I’ll still support you. Go, Wu Wu!】
【I Trample the Sky to Arrive: Go, Sister Wu Wu! No matter what you look like, I’ll always be your fan! Because your voice has healed me.】Seeing so many fans supporting him, Song Jingwu felt a warmth in his heart. After sending a heart gesture to everyone, he turned to Zhang Shuishui and said:
“How about a best-of-three match? If I lose, I’ll take off my mask and turn off the beauty filters. If you lose, you’ll remove your makeup live and also turn off the beauty filters. If you don’t dare, then forget it.”
Zhang Shuishui did hesitate for a moment, but remembering that she had her big brother backing her up—and that he had never let her lose during this entire period—she regained her confidence and agreed without hesitation: “No problem! You can talk about winning after you actually beat me!”
She couldn’t help but sneer inwardly. She knew exactly how much skill ‘Looking at Flowers in the Fog’ had. There was no way he could be a match for her in a PK, especially since they had fought over ten times before, and he had never won even once.
“Then I’ll reset the countdown, okay? Let’s both mute our mics and start rallying for votes!”
As soon as Zhang Shuishui finished speaking, the five-minute countdown started again. Immediately, she played an upbeat song and began shouting at the top of her lungs to rally votes.
Song Jingwu, on the other hand, somehow managed to find a pair of clappers and asked the fans in his livestream with a smile: “Babies, whose voice would you like me to imitate? Male or female, both are fine~”