As soon as the rules were announced, the venue erupted into excitement.
This approach of bringing the future online live-streaming tipping model into the offline space had truly ignited the audience's enthusiasm for participation.
Right after the shop manager finished speaking, a wealthy supporter of one of the teams couldn't hold back and started showing off.
A young man who looked like a student from the Institute of Technology suddenly stood up, waved his hand grandly, and shouted to a nearby server.
"Bro, get us a hundred cups of 'Bo Ya Severed the Strings' for the Haoyang Team first, to cheer the brothers on!"
On the big screen, the number behind Haoyang Team instantly jumped to 100.
Simultaneously, the host began hyping up the atmosphere.
"Thank you Young Master Liu from the Institute of Technology for the hundred cups of 'Bo Ya Severed the Strings'! Young Master Liu is truly generous! On behalf of the Haoyang Team, I thank you for your tremendous support!"
Almost immediately after.
A girl wearing glasses, who looked quite quiet and gentle, also stood up.
"Go, Purple Lady Team! I support Purple Lady with one hundred and twenty cups of 'Bo Ya Severed the Strings'!"
"Wow! Another beauty throwing down a hundred cups in support! Thank you for your generous support, miss!"
"Whoa!!" The venue erupted in another wave of exclamations.
On the big screen, Purple Lady Team's number leaped to 120, surpassing Haoyang Team in one go.
Following the lead of these two wealthy students, more and more people joined the cheering ranks.
"I support Purple Lady with twenty cups!"
"Haoyang Team is the best, I'll add thirty cups!"
"Go Purple Lady! I... I'll buy five cups!"
"........"
The numbers behind the two teams began to scroll rapidly. Supporters from both sides seemed to be fighting a war without gunpowder smoke, competing over who was more passionate and whose financial power was stronger.
Of course, the host didn't forget to remind everyone to act within their means, especially that minors couldn't participate in sending milk tea.
"Huh, the atmosphere is pretty heated," Lu Hong raised an eyebrow, his interest piqued.
This kind of fervent atmosphere was indeed very infectious.
"Brother Chen, this is kinda fun. This internet cafe really knows how to create a vibe. Isn't this way more interesting than just sitting around watching the match?"
Zhou Muchen also smiled. This simple, direct method of stirring up emotions was indeed refreshing.
It was his first time seeing someone use this method for marketing. It seemed the boss behind this internet cafe was a marketing genius.
Today's revenue would probably easily break six figures.
Even he felt a little tempted, wanting to send a thousand cups of milk tea to show off and make the whole crowd shout "Brother Chen is awesome!"
Just thinking about it felt great.
Right at that moment.
A core member of the Wanlong Society, a burly man, suddenly stood up and roared.
"Quit dawdling with such small amounts! For our Sister Hui... I mean, for the Purple Lady Team, get us eight hundred cups to start!"
He almost slipped up. Everyone was in casual clothes today, so they couldn't just expose their identities; otherwise, people might say they were plants.
"Whoa!"
The venue erupted in another wave of exclamations, everyone looking at this burly man.
This was followed by more shouts: "Brother Sun is awesome!"
This was the wealthiest supporter with the highest number of gifts so far.
Lu Hong watched, his heart itching unbearably. He suddenly really wanted to show off!
Then he looked eagerly at Zhou Muchen: "Brother Chen, shall we play too?"
Zhou Muchen didn't refuse. Like Lu Hong, it was his first time seeing such a novel tipping method, and his desire to show off was also stirred.
"Who do you want to support?"
Lu Hong: "That Haoyang Team. I don't like the look of that female captain of Purple Lady. Participating in a competition all wrapped up like a zongzi. I just can't stand people who act all mysterious like that."
Although they were some distance from the competition stage, they could still see the players' faces.
Everyone else looked normal, but the female captain of the Purple Lady was particularly mysterious.
She was wearing a large mask that covered almost half of her face, along with a baseball cap on her head. If she lowered her head slightly, it would even cover her eyes, making it impossible for others to see her face clearly.
This naturally made some people think she was deliberately being mysterious.
But there was no helping it. Li Xiaohui didn't want her father to see the news the next day and suddenly spot her in the footage. She'd be scolded to death.
That's why she came fully armed to participate in the competition, even using a cute emoji to cover her face on the printed team poster.
Zhou Muchen's thoughts were similar to Lu Hong's. He also felt the girl was putting on an act.
"Then let's play."
He directly took out his wallet from his pocket, pulled out a black credit card, placed it on the table, and instructed a nearby server: "Get us three thousand cups of that 'Bo Ya Severed the Strings' thing first, for the Haoyang Team."
Lu Hong similarly drew a card: "Same for me!"
The server looked at the two exceptionally textured black cards on the table, then at the two young men of extraordinary bearing before him, knowing he had encountered true wealthy individuals.
“Gentlemen, to confirm, you two are each sending three thousand cups of 'Bo Ya Severed the Strings' to the Haoyang Team?”
Zhou Muchen gave a soft "Hmm."
Lu Hong grinned: "Stop the nonsense. We're not short on money."
On the big screen at that moment, Haoyang Team's number had just broken a thousand, far behind Purple Lady Team's two thousand-plus cups.
The host was still working hard to create the atmosphere.
“Brother Sun of the Purple Lady Team makes a powerful move, eight hundred cups to stabilize the situation! Are there any heroes from the Haoyang Team who will step forward and turn the tide for our team?”
Before he could finish his sentence.
All the sound systems and broadcasting systems in the internet cafe simultaneously played an electronic female voice, completely different from the host's passionate voice.
[Mr. Zhou at Machine 12 cheers for Haoyang Team with three thousand cups of 'Bo Ya Severed the Strings'!]
[Mr. Lu at Machine 13 cheers for Haoyang Team with three thousand cups of 'Bo Ya Severed the Strings'!]
The number behind Haoyang Team instantly skyrocketed to around five thousand cups, directly crushing the Purple Lady Team.
After confirming it was real, the host's emotions became excited.
"Gods! Whale spenders! True whale spenders have descended! Oh my heavens! Mr. Zhou and Mr. Lu, please accept my kneel! Six thousand cups of 'Bo Ya Severed the Strings'! Awesome!!!"
Boom!
The entire internet cafe was almost overturned by the sound.
"Holy shit! Holy shit! Six thousand cups?"
"Insane!"
"Who are these two guys? Are they that rich?"
"Six thousand cups is sixty thousand bucks, damn. These rich bastards really don't treat money as money."
“Crazy, completely crazy. I declare the Haoyang Team has taken off directly!”
"........."
Everyone instinctively looked towards the direction of Machines 12 and 13, wanting to see who these two big spenders were.
Since the Phoenix Cup competition began, this was the first time anyone had sent three thousand cups at once, and it was two people simultaneously, adding up to six thousand cups, breaking the record.
This number might not be much in the later live streaming or short video era.
But at the present time, it was absolutely incredibly extravagant.
When Lu Hong saw the eyes of the entire venue focused on them, he proudly nudged Zhou Muchen with his shoulder.
"Brother Chen, that was a sick way to show off! So satisfying!"
A faint smile also curled at the corner of Zhou Muchen's lips.
He had to admit, the feeling of instantly overwhelming everyone with absolute financial power was indeed pretty sweet.
What neither of them knew was that their earlier high-profile act had caught the attention of the purple-haired punk girl in the opposing team's seats.
Her big eyes were fixed intently on the two of them, her teeth grinding audibly.
"Just you wait, Zhou Muchen. And you, Lu Hong. Not only did you not support me, but you deliberately backed my opponent and tried to ruin my moment."
"You two are so dead later!!!"
