Chapter 2: Big brother, big brother, big brother, how are you...

Sun Chen entered the livestream room.

As soon as he entered, he saw a fairly handsome streamer with his feet resting on the tabletop, lazily speaking to the livestream room with only 7 or 8 people: “Those with money, send gifts; those without money, give likes.”

“The streamer does not accept freeloading; pay money to watch the show.”

The bullet chat below was also stunned.

“Holy shit, is the streamer going against the natural order? Livestreaming to grub for money? This blatant?”

“Pfft, and he’ll end the stream once he collects 3000? Is this a new account? I suspect you’ll have to stream until next year!”

“Streamer, let me ask a weak question, if you can’t raise 3000, will you keep streaming forever?”

“If you happen to die of overwork inside my phone, I won’t be responsible~”

“Hahahahaha…”

The bullet chat was filled with teasers, no one believed Jiang Feng could successfully raise the money.

Sun Chen didn’t waste words, sneered, and directly typed in the bullet chat: “Do you need wealth verification?”

A Lv49 Big Brother spoke.

Jiang Feng’s eyes lit up as he stood up directly: “Verify! Big Brother, one ‘Sports Car’ for wealth verification!”

Wealth verification is slang in the streaming world.

To put it simply, if a Big Brother enters a stream and wants to watch the show, he has to show some strength.

Otherwise, the streamer and the Big Brother don’t know each other, why should the streamer listen to you?

If the stream has few viewers, that’s one thing.

But for any streamer with a large audience, the bullet chat is simply too much to read.

There are so many passing-by Big Brothers watching the excitement. If they each give an order without wealth verification, the stream can’t be done.

“Sports Car wealth verification… Holy shit, the streamer really dares to ask!”

“New streamers usually ask for one pair of Sunglasses for wealth verification, but you directly increased it tenfold!”

“Big Brother, run fast! This is a black shop!”

One pair of Sunglasses is 10 yuan.

One Sports Car is 100 yuan.

This wealth verification fee was indeed not low.

Jiang Feng wasn’t panicked in the slightest: “What do you say, Big Brother? Singing, dancing, doing stunts, rapping, doing a handstand—whatever others can do, we can do too, and whatever others can’t do, we can do even better!”

“As long as the money is right, Big Brother, I’ll even sleep with you tonight!”

Did Jiang Feng sell white-label goods in his past life?

Who doesn’t know how to brag?

Did Big Brother come here to watch you perform a show? No, he came to get emotional value! What is emotional value? Simply put, Big Brother must find his sense of presence!

Jiang Feng was just working hard in this direction. Things like sleeping together were just witty remarks.

The underlying meaning was: Big Brother, as long as you spend money, you can do whatever you want.

Sun Chen sneered…

This is great, you said so yourself!

[ ‘Chenmu Yuebai (Lv49)’ sent the streamer a ‘Sports Car x1’! ]

“Thank you, Big Brother ‘Chenmu Yuebai’, for sending the sports car!”

“A good person deserves a good car, a beautiful woman deserves a handsome man!”

“The sports car has strong power, Big Brother’s good name spreads far!”

“When the sports car roars, ten thousand taels of gold.”

“When the wheels turn, thousands upon thousands.”

“Shifting into gear and starting—I wish my Big Brother! To! Be! Filthy! Rich! Every! Year!”

Jiang Feng’s tone was rhythmic and full of ups and downs, the words of blessing coming out of his mouth effortlessly.

The seven or eight people in the livestream chat were all stunned: “Holy shit, a mouth full of jingles, streamer, are you preparing for the postgraduate entrance exam?”

Where had they ever seen such a performance.

Although Yinlang Live Stream was large, the livestreaming trend of these past few years had also allowed many people to strike it rich overnight.

The livestreaming rooms were a mixed bag. Let alone small streamers, even big streamers hadn’t formed their own set of scripts.

A systematic approach was even more out of the question.

Jiang Feng’s set of scripts from his past life directly stunned them.

Even Sun Chen was taken aback for a moment.

Good lord.

When he went to other girls’ livestream rooms to send a sports car gift, he got absolutely nothing in return, at most just a sentence like ‘Thank you, Chenmu Yuebai Big Brother’, how could it be like Jiang Feng who’d recite a whole set of lines for you.

This thing was like a sow wearing a bra, he had one set after another!

Sun Chen sneered: “(Contempt.jpg) You’ve got some skill, but the capital has been verified, is it time to start the show?”

Jiang Feng smiled and cupped his hands: “I wonder what Big Brother wants to see?”

Sun Chen snorted: “Didn’t you say you could dance? Dance a dance first, oh right, it’s a pole dance!”

A grown man dancing a pole dance.

This thing would be very embarrassing wherever it was placed.

But Sun Chen had already decided—today, he had to play this streamer to death!

I’m just here to vent! Paying money to watch a show! Nothing wrong with that!

Sure enough.

As soon as the words “pole dance” appeared, the bullet chat below also got excited and started to send messages one after another.

“Yes! We want to see a pole dance! Streamer, hurry up and dance!”

“It has to be the very seductive kind!”

“Hahaha, dying of laughter, a man doing a pole dance, now the streamer knows money isn’t easy to earn, right?”

“I know, I know, there was a streamer before who was also asked by a big shot to do a pole dance.”

“As a result, his family found out that very day, and the next day he announced his retirement from the internet in shame.”

“Hahaha!”

“Money is hard to earn, shit is hard to eat, this big shot’s move is really ruthless!”

“One sports car is 100 yuan, starting off with a pole dance, this is a hellish opening!”

“I’ve already started to look forward to how the streamer is going to earn the remaining 2900 yuan!”

Seeing the bullet chat continuously scrolling, Sun Chen was also somewhat smug. A pole dance, this was one of his signature killing moves. For those female streamers who danced this stuff before, he would have to send at least a Carnival to watch.

A Carnival was 3000 yuan.

How much was a sports car?

It’s only 100 yuan!

Although the other person wasn’t a pretty girl and was barely acceptable, he couldn’t resist the cheap price!

Inside the livestream room.

Seeing Jiang Feng delay in starting, Sun Chen thought the other party was too embarrassed to do it, so he sneered, “What, why are you just standing there like a fool? Hurry up! Aren’t you trying to make money? Are you chickening out already?”

“That’s not it… Big Brother wants to see a pole dance, so we must provide the best service to Big Brother!”

Jiang Feng grinned, his smile carrying a hint of provocation, and feigned mystery as he said, “Big Brother… just watching it like this? Do you want to see my cross-dressing pole dance? I guarantee it’ll be thrilling! It’s absolutely a brand-new version you’ve never experienced!”

Sun Chen: ???

What the fuck are you talking about?

“Wait for me a moment, Big Brother…”

Before Sun Chen could react, Jiang Feng immediately got up and disappeared from the video.

After a series of rustling sounds.

Suddenly!

A hand abruptly appeared in the livestream room!

Sun Chen was completely bewildered!

That hand… was it holding a laundry drying pole?!

No… no, that’s not the point!

The point is, you’re a grown man, why are you wearing a women’s white silk glove!?

“BGM, start the music!!!”

Jiang Feng’s roaring voice suddenly rang out!

It gave Sun Chen, who was in front of the screen, a huge jolt.

Wildly energetic DJ music blasted through the livestream room, and the originally desolate atmosphere suddenly ignited for no apparent reason!

The viewers were also bewildered!

Wait, you’re doing this kind of effect in a livestream room with only seven or eight people???

Jiang Feng’s voice appeared, carrying a unique charm!

“Dear gentlemen! Ladies!”

“Next, please enjoy—personally requested by ‘Chenmu Yuebai’ Big Brother… the Cross-dressing Pole Dance!!!”

“Hey!”

The next second, before everyone’s jaw-dropping eyes.

Jiang Feng appeared on screen in a fiery silk ‘QQ Lingerie’, and accompanied by the energetic DJ dance music, the clothes drying rack in his hand instantly became his prop, while his loud and high-pitched voice rang out: “Oh~~ Big Brother! Big Brother! Big Brother, how are you…”