The audience was immediately sent into fits ofughter.
"LOL, did she think that there was a glitch in the system just because no one''s buying her anything? This is the first time I''ve heard such a tant excuse for not being popr."
"Keep barking. Maybe the glitch will disappear then!"
"Maybe the system ''glitched'' because she barked? She should moan like a bitch instead. I think it''ll suit her better."
Lina was an amateur at live streaming. And by coincidence, her opponent was doing things simr to her.
This meant that their audience mainly consisted of males with questionable
manners. As a result, both stream chats were filled with crude remarks. However, the majority of the insults were directed at Lina.
Soon, my entire screen was flooded with ridicule aimed at her.
I took a deep breath, my anger building. Sure, she may have lost her dignity. But that didn''t mean she deserved this kind of humiliation!
A notification abruptly popped up.
"DragonBoy sent Battleship. All the Best, Streamer!"
One of the opposite streamer''s fans had sent a high-price gift,pletely crushing Lina''s chance of sess.
Lina should forget about winning and simply focus on not losing too badly now.
Lina''s eyes brimmed with tears in front of the camera. She bit her lip hard, desperate to win the prize.
That day''s match was her best chance to earn enough money to pay Ryan back, so her distress was obvious.
As she looked into the camera sadly, she pleaded, "Please, send me more gifts. I really need the money." However, her tears didn''t prompt any sympathy. Instead, the chats went crazy with more vulgar requests.
"If you want money, you''ll have to earn it!"
"Exactly. Take off more of your clothes if you want people to send more gifts."
"Don''t you know how to dance? Start shaking it. Don''t just stand there like a boring statue!"
Lina stared at the lewdments, growing more dejected.
I knew her well enough to tell that she regretted streaming.
Ryan had only given her three days to pay him back. So, it was understandable that she was under a lot of stress toe up with 90 thousand dors within such a short amount of time.
She''d likely thought back to when Felicia had earned a fortune from a single stream and thought she could do the same. However, she didn''t understand that Felicia''s sess had been thanks to me.
Meanwhile, she''d barely earned over a thousand dors after all the degrading things she''d done. Her despair was clear. Just then, her rival streamer stood up.
"To thank DragonBoy for his gift, I''m going to dance."
Daira turned on some music and began to move teasingly. As soon as she began dancing, she transformed from a sweet and demure woman to a sensual seductress. Her mesmerizing moves made it easy to tell she was a professional. It was no wonder she was so popr.
Almost immediately, gift notifications came rushing in.
"LupineLord sent Battleship. All the Best, Streamer!"
"ThunderBelly sent Battleship. All the Best, Streamer!"
"SageMonarch sent Battleship. All the Best, Streamer!"
Suchments kept rolling in.
Even before her dance was over, she had already won by andslide.
Lina, on the other hand, slumped into her chair, utterly devastated.