The moment Ji Zhaoxi finished singing, someone invited her to a PK battle.
She let out a regretful little “Ah.” “Babies, I have to do a PK battle now, so I can only sing this much today.”
Looking at the comments scrolling across the screen, she felt a little guilty. “I didn’t get to sing for very long today. Next time, I won’t do any PK battles. I’ll set aside some time just to sing for everyone.”
[I accidentally muted the stream just now. Are you still singing?]
[She’s not singing anymore. You can turn the sound back on…]
[No need, baby. We actually like watching you do PK battles. Singing can wait ［heart］]
[Finally, I can fall asleep listening to the PK battle…]
[Your singing was so beautiful, Xixi. It made me cry ［sobbing］]
Ji Zhaoxi accepted the invitation, only to be pulled into a four-person PK battle. She froze for a moment.
Sanzi had come in aggressively this time. He smiled at Ji Zhaoxi. “Teacher Ji, how about we do a four-person PK battle?”
Ji Zhaoxi nodded. “Sure.”
Another male streamer gave a light chuckle. “Teacher Ji, you’d better be careful. Sanzi came fully prepared this time.”
Sanzi wore an unconcealed smile. Leaning back in his chair with his chin raised, he said, “I did prepare a little today.”
His top supporter had gained a few new friends.
Lin Zhehan’s eyes curved with amusement. “Sanzi, don’t tell me you went and poached someone else’s top supporter again. You’ve been winning every round lately.”
Sanzi’s face immediately darkened. He forced a smile. “What do you mean, poached? Top supporters can watch whichever streamer they want.”
Ji Zhaoxi yawned as she watched the comments fly by. How long were they going to keep making small talk? She was starting to get sleepy.
The other coser couldn’t get a word in and remained silent the entire time.
Lin Zhehan gave a derisive laugh, his gaze settling on Ji Zhaoxi in the lower-right corner. “Teacher Ji, I remember you have a top supporter named Yogurt, don’t you? You even often cover the medical fees for people who lose their PK battles. I wonder if we’ll get the chance to receive some medical fees today.”
Ji Zhaoxi froze at those words. Yogurt… She remembered that Yogurt hadn’t visited her livestream in quite a while.
Sanzi’s expression became subtly unnatural.
An alarm went off in Ji Zhaoxi’s mind. She hurriedly searched through the viewers in Sanzi’s livestream. Sure enough, she quickly found that familiar ID.
Her heart shattered. Trembling, she opened the ID’s profile. It still showed that they followed each other.
Ji Zhaoxi closed her eyes in despair.
Her Yogurt!
Her top supporter!
Hadn’t she said she was no longer watching livestreams? So what she’d really meant was that she wasn’t watching Ji Zhaoxi’s livestream anymore…
Everyone else in the livestream noticed what Ji Zhaoxi was doing. Sanzi was furious. Was Ji Zhaoxi not even going to pretend? She was directly searching through his online viewers!
“Teacher Ji, that’s not very appropriate,” Sanzi said through gritted teeth.
Ji Zhaoxi gave a cold laugh. “It’s still better than people who privately poach someone else’s top supporter.”
Sanzi was livid. “Ji Zhaoxi, you have some nerve saying that. What about what you did to my top supporter before? You know perfectly well what messages you sent her!”
On the surface, she acted aloof, as though she looked down on everyone. But behind the scenes, she had bought medicine for his top supporter and even sent her private messages to comfort her.
Ji Zhaoxi’s ears turned red, and her voice rose. “She gave me medical fees, so what’s wrong with checking in on her? I only sent her one message! Unlike you!”
In fact, she had considered testing the waters and trying to poach Sanzi’s top supporter. But at the time, Sanzi’s top supporter had tactfully told her:
[Xixi baby, I only support male streamers.]
When Ji Zhaoxi saw that message, her face had flushed bright red. After that, she never dared think about poaching the woman again.
Seeing the two of them start arguing, a look of satisfaction flashed through Lin Zhehan’s eyes. He pretended to clear his throat. “All right, let’s not argue. Let’s start the PK battle. First and second punish third and fourth.”
After the PK battle began, Ji Zhaoxi kept staring longingly at Sanzi’s livestream. Was Yogurt really going to help Sanzi beat her?
Sanzi had already muted his microphone on the other side, but the moment he saw Ji Zhaoxi’s expression, he knew she was peeking into his livestream.
“All right, bros and sis, forget about certain people who can’t win a PK battle and can only throw tantrums. This round is first and second punish third and fourth. Sanzi isn’t asking for first place, but could all the bros and sis help me reach second place?”
Sanzi played some DJ music, bounced his leg, and shouted into the microphone.
“I, Sanzi, have never poached anyone’s top supporter. Top supporters can watch whichever livestream they want. That’s their freedom!”
“Can any of the bros or sis send Sanzi a Carnival?”
Sanzi’s gaze remained fixed on Yogurt’s ID. He wasn’t sure whether Yogurt would keep watching his livestream, but as long as she was there, he intended to drain her dry and make sure she had no reason to leave.
Watching the screen, Ji Zhaoxi smiled faintly. “Why does everyone think I’m upset? I’ve said it before: people watch livestreams to make themselves happy.”
“If everyone manages to find a streamer who makes them happy, I’ll be happy for them too.”
[Stop smiling. That smile looks so painful ［covering face］]
[Big sis, please come home ［sobbing］]
[Can’t the streamer poach that top supporter over here? Work harder!]
[That guy posts pictures of his abs… Xixi, go work out until you have an eight-pack and send the top supporter some benefits too.]
There were still five minutes left in the PK battle. Sanzi was currently in last place, while Ji Zhaoxi was in second. Lin Zhehan’s face had gone bright red as he desperately urged his viewers to vote for him.
The coser was in first place. She hadn’t said much the entire time, but she had a huge number of points.
Sanzi was growing frantic. He had originally invited this anime fan in to come last. How had she ended up with so many points?
He went through Ji Zhaoxi’s top supporters one by one. He had already privately messaged the first few, but no one had answered him.
Sanzi was now extremely anxious. Why hadn’t this Yogurt sent him any points yet? She had been supporting him in the previous rounds!
“We’re only twenty Carnivals away! Just twenty! Are there no bros or sis left? Just twenty! Could you help Sanzi one more time?” Sanzi stared at the screen with a pleading expression.
In the end, he couldn’t hold back any longer. “Yogurt Sis, could you send ten Carnivals first?”
Ji Zhaoxi noticed Sanzi mouthing the words on the other side and hurriedly unmuted his microphone.
Sanzi gritted his teeth. “Yogurt Sis! How about five Carnivals?”
Ji Zhaoxi stared at the screen with a solemn expression.
Outside the livestream, Yogurt was lying on her bed, watching the screen with a conflicted look.
She hadn’t expected Sanzi and Xixi to end up in a PK battle. She had thought those two wouldn’t battle each other again after their last confrontation. And yet she had been caught.
She looked at Ji Zhaoxi on the screen. She knew that Ji Zhaoxi must be paying close attention to what was happening on her side right now…
In Lin Zhehan’s livestream, the veins on his forehead stood out. He glared fiercely at the screen, constantly making hand gestures, and his score was visibly climbing.
The coser remained quiet the entire time. Every so often, she would turn on the microphone of another livestream. “Wow, they look like they’re having so much fun over there.”
So this was what a big streamer was like?
She opened Ji Zhaoxi’s microphone again. There was no sound coming from Ji Zhaoxi’s livestream, only Ji Zhaoxi staring at the screen with a solemn expression.
“Wow, she’s watching so intently…”
