“Alright, but I don’t have many fans here, so I might not win. Can the punishment be a bit lighter?”
Lulu smiled: “It’s fine, just for fun. If you lose, you take off your mask. If I lose, you can say anything and I’ll do it.”
Lulu noticed that Su Tian had been wearing a mask the whole time. Since you’ve been wearing a mask all along, why not let everyone see what you look like underneath?
Before Su Tian could say anything, the fans in the livestream were already getting excited.
—Ah, taking off the mask? I’m looking forward to seeing Sweetie’s real face.
Sister Chaoai: “Ah? Can we really see Sweetie’s face?”
—So, should we hope the streamer wins or loses?
—This is tough. Wouldn’t it be bad to lose on the first PK?
—But I really want to see what the streamer looks like under the mask!
Pure College Boy: “But I really want to see what Sweetie looks like. What should I do?”
—You’re talking as if we can actually win.
—Oh right, Sweetie doesn’t even have any big spenders yet. Isn’t that weird?
—The streamer doesn’t show her face. Who knows what she looks like under the mask?
—It’s normal not to have big spenders. The streamer only has 400,000 followers and is a One-Star Streamer.
Su Tian glanced at the comments and said to Lulu: “Alright, if you lose, just do a funny eight-photo shoot.”
Lulu was confident she wouldn’t lose. Not only did she have a large fanbase, but she also had two big spenders, not to mention plenty of other moderately wealthy supporters. Would she lose? Not a chance.
The PK began.
It was a battle between red and blue. If Su Tian’s red bar was crawling at a snail’s pace, Lulu’s blue bar was skyrocketing like a rocket. In an instant, the score was 1,600 to 8,600—1,600 for Su Tian and 8,600 for Lulu.
In Su Tian’s livestream:
—What a contrast. We’re going to lose.
—I tried my best. I’ve used up all my votes.
—No choice. We’re just broke.
Sister Chaoai: “Broke college student here. Sorry, Sweetie, I don’t have any money.”
“It’s fine, it’s fine. If we lose, we lose. You should save your money. No one earns money easily.”
—Ah, Sweetie is so nice, telling us to save our money.
Sister Chaoai: “Sister is so understanding.”
Pure College Boy: “Sweetie is so kind. Just because of what she said, I feel it’s worth spending all my allowance.”
—Look, there’s a fool.
Pure College Boy: “Who are you talking about?”
—The streamer just said something meaningless, and you’re rushing to spend money. If you’re not a fool, what are you?
—Kick out the one ruining the mood.
—Exactly.
Sister Chaoai: “Alright, kicked.”
The five-minute PK time passed quickly.
The final score was 2,200 to 13,560. Clearly, Su Tian had lost.
Lulu couldn’t wait a moment longer: “Sweetie, you lost. A bet is a bet.”
“Alright.”
—Here it comes, I want to see what the streamer looks like.
—Exciting.
—Looking forward to it.
—Don’t let me down, okay?
Pure College Boy: “Nervous, nervous.”
—Exciting, exciting.
Su Tian looked at the comments, raised her hand, and took off her hair tie. Her black, silky hair cascaded down like a waterfall.
Seeing this, Lulu frowned slightly. She had a bad feeling.
When Su Tian finally took off her mask, the comments paused for a few seconds.
She was breathtakingly beautiful, a lethal innocence mingled with her bewitching allure. Her crimson lips were like roses laced with poison, yet her skin was as translucent as freshly fallen snow. The corners of her eyes curved with a seductive arc, but her gaze was so clear it could reflect the entire galaxy.
Every turn she made carried an air of danger, yet when she smiled, she revealed a deer-like innocence that made people willingly sink into the abyss, knowing full well its depths. Her beauty was a meticulously crafted poison—three parts allure, seven parts naivety—yet with a single glance, all defenses crumbled to dust.
Heaven had not only favored her with stunning looks but had also meticulously designed her figure.
Her form seemed like a masterpiece carved by wind and light. As she walked, the curve of her chest beneath the silk dress traced the most elegant parabola of a Persian vase, while the line from her waist to her hips resembled the gentle arc of sand dunes caressed by moonlight. Her long legs, exposed beneath the short skirt, seemed to carve the golden ratio into space with each step, as if drawn by a compass.
The audience, recovering from the shock of Su Tian’s beauty, began frantically flooding the chat.
—Ah, save me, I can’t breathe.
—I’m suffocating. How can someone be this beautiful?
—Mom, I’ve seen a fairy.
Chaoai Sister: “Ah, sister, I love you, love you, love you!”
Pure College Boy: “Sweetie, you’re killing me with your beauty.”
Lulu clenched her fingers, lips pressed tightly together. Well, she had gotten what she wanted.
—Sorry, I’m switching sides.
—I was planning to sneak away. Why did you have to say it out loud?
In an instant, more than half of Lulu’s live stream viewers vanished.
Meanwhile, Su Tian’s live stream was flooded with a massive influx of viewers and fans, skyrocketing her stream’s popularity from beyond the top 100 into the top 50.
The number of viewers in her live stream reached over forty thousand.
—How can someone be this beautiful?
—Why are people so different?
—I love this face, I adore this figure—I’m absolutely obsessed with this face and figure!
Chaoai Sister: “Wifey, my wifey is the prettiest.”
Seeing her live stream lose so many viewers, Lulu felt like a clown, her fingers nearly digging into her palms.
“Sweetie, the PK is over. I’ll head off now. Let’s play together again next time.”
“Alright then, Sister Lulu.”
Lulu gritted her teeth and cut the connection. She’d probably be furious after ending her stream, wouldn’t she?
Watching the number of viewers in her live stream grow, Su Tian’s lips curved into a faint smile. This was exactly the effect she wanted. If she couldn’t make a stunning impression, how could she secure her position?
Seeing the flood of gifts, big and small, in the live stream, Su Tian felt a surge of joy inside. It seemed she would soon recoup the cost of buying popularity.
“Thank you for all the gifts. Even though I lost the PK, seeing you all happy is enough.”
—Sister, there’s no helping it. I just really wanted to see your face.
—Wifey, you’re so beautiful. Why do you wear a mask?
—If I looked like this, I’d show my face every day. It’d be a shame not to flaunt this beauty.
—Exactly, I don’t get why someone so beautiful would wear a mask.
[Bai Shao has sent a set of combined bouquets in the live stream.]
After streaming for so long, Su Tian finally saw a gift worth over a thousand. Though delighted inside, she remained calm on the surface.
“Thank you, Bai Shao, for the combined bouquets.”
Bai Jiuyuan watched the person on the screen thanking him. He had been bored at a banquet and casually scrolling through videos when he unexpectedly came across such a beautiful girl. He wondered how much of her beauty would remain once the filters were removed.
“Let me sing a song for Bai Shao as a thank you for the gift.”
Sweet singing filled the air, and Bai Jiuyuan shifted his posture to listen to the song.
After the song ended, Bai Jiuyuan sent a few more combo bouquets as tips.
At this moment, Bai Jiuyuan simply regarded Su Tian as someone singing songs—if she sang well, he would tip her. It was just a bit of fun.
Su Tian politely thanked him, neither overly enthusiastic nor too indifferent. This lukewarm attitude didn’t make Bai Jiuyuan feel any aversion.
Chaoai: “Bai Shao, would you like to join the fan group? The group occasionally shares funny practice bloopers of Sister Su.”
Chunqing: “I’ve sent you an invitation, Bai Shao. Just accept it.”
These two were truly the moderators Su Tian had chosen—they were so efficient. She had originally considered asking Bai Shao if he wanted to join the fan group, though she worried he might find it off-putting if she brought it up herself.
Now, she didn’t have to say anything herself, and Bai Shao wouldn’t feel the slightest aversion. If he came back to watch the stream the next day, the chances of successfully getting him to join the fan group would be much higher.
Bai Jiuyuan looked at the invitation that popped up, thought for a moment, and clicked “accept.”
Su Tian was a bit surprised to see Bai Shao accept. Why was this different from what she had expected?