3: Chapter 3 Binding Miaomiao
Zhang Shan wasn't paying attention to the Livestream Room at this moment; after he gifted Miaomiao a sports car, he received a system notification.
[Ding, streamer Miaomiao has been bound. Click to view detailed information.]
Zhang Shan reached out and tapped on Miaomiao's name, and her detailed profile immediately appeared before his eyes.
[Streamer: Miaomiao] [Age: 20] [Height: 168cm] [Weight: 105 jin] [Appearance: 76] [Figure: 92 (D)] [Charm: 84] [Status: Healthy] [Affection Level: 11] [Reach 50 Affection Level to receive reward: Nuclear-Powered Kidney]
Holy crap, I didn't expect the first streamer I bound to be such a jackpot.
Nuclear-powered—those who know, know.
The system is awesome!
Miaomiao's appearance score of 76, while not quite a top-tier beauty, is still the kind of beautiful woman you couldn't marry in reality even with a dowry of hundreds of thousands.
Not to mention that figure score as high as 92.
A true supreme powerhouse.
I wonder if he'll be able to handle it?
Miaomiao's charm value is shown as 84; it seems that's likely the average of her appearance and figure scores.
Currently, Miaomiao's affection level toward Zhang Shan is 11, of which 1 point was added just now from gifting the sports car.
Which means all those gifts he sent before only increased her affection by 10 points.
Looking at it this way, the affection level is indeed increasing a bit slowly.
But it doesn't matter; as long as the gifts are on point, the affection level will surely skyrocket.
Now that I have a system, does this mean I don't have to go to work anymore?
"That's right, this shitty job, whoever wants to do it can..."
Work, he still had to work.
Zhang Shan's current job was only arranged for him because his old man retired early and pulled countless strings.
It's an iron rice bowl, with little work, working one day and resting for three.
If he dared to say he was quitting, his old man would be at his door with a kitchen knife the very next day.
"Forget it, I'll just keep working for now. Once I have enough capital, I'll just throw money at my old man and see what he has to say then."
Zhang Shan put away these thoughts and turned his attention back to the Livestream Room.
At this moment, Miaomiao's time for soliciting votes had ended, and with over 15,000 in talent points, she was temporarily ranked fifth.
This score definitely wouldn't hold up; it wouldn't be long before she had to come back out to solicit more votes.
And Zhang Shan knew better than anyone what kind of financial power Miaomiao's fanbase had.
Even though Miaomiao had a top-tier figure and danced well, she didn't have any wealthy benefactors supporting her.
Only a few brothers and sisters, similar to Zhang Shan, had any real strength.
The rest of the fans were basically broke guys; if they could gift a 99-diamond special effect, that was already pretty good.
That last wave had basically drained them dry; didn't you see that Cola, the one with the most strength, was already empty?
When Miaomiao came out to solicit votes again, that would be Zhang Shan's time to shine.
However, just blindly gifting to increase affection wouldn't work.
That would only make her treat you like an ATM.
Moreover, if you just start throwing money around recklessly from the get-go, the threshold for affection will rise accordingly.
Doing so would only make people more greedy.
If she were just a tool, it wouldn't matter.
But Zhang Shan was actually quite interested in Miaomiao.
So, he had to play the tug-of-war.
He had to stir her emotions; he had to make her see him as that ray of light in her life.
Livestream Room resting area.
Miaomiao plopped down beside Fufu and let out a heavy sigh.
"Sigh, I did my best. This week's competition will just have to be like this."
Seeing Miaomiao's defeatist attitude, Fufu, who was beside her, held her hand with sympathy.
"Darling, don't just give up like this. Contact those big brothers of yours again, send a voice message and act cute. Didn't that Brother Qingshan gift you a Douyin No. 1 before? Ask him to support you again."
"Hmm, isn't it a bit awkward to just open my mouth and ask the big brother directly?"
"What's so awkward about it? When you're soliciting votes, you ask the big brothers for votes anyway. Sending a message is nothing. What if the big brother just gives it? Wouldn't you have earned it?"
"Hmm, alright then. Brother Cola already said his backpack is empty, so I'll send it to Brother Qingshan first."
Miaomiao muttered to herself, picked up her phone, and sent a private message to Zhang Shan.
"Thank you for the sports car, Brother Qingshan, love you. (Heart) (Heart)"
"Brother Qingshan, this week's competition is also the qualifying round for the end-of-month Guild Competition. Poor Miaomiao has never participated in a Guild Competition before. Can Brother support Miaomiao? (Pitiful)"
Watching Miaomiao finish sending the message, Fufu smiled with relief, patted her arm, and then went back to chatting with her own big brother on her phone.
After sending the message, Miaomiao didn't just sit around waiting; she thanked all the brothers and sisters who had gifted her once again.
A while later, Fufu put down her phone and looked at Miaomiao, who was in a daze beside her.
She nudged Miaomiao with her shoulder and asked, "What are you spacing out for? Did Brother Qingshan reply to you?"
Miaomiao held up her phone and showed it to Fufu, saying, "Read but no reply. Forget it, Brother Qingshan doesn't usually gift much, and he doesn't seem like a rich person. I was indeed a bit presumptuous."
Seeing Miaomiao's low spirits, Fufu reached out and hugged her: "Wuu wuu, poor baby Miaomiao. How about I talk to Brother Yuanzhang and ask him to help you?"
Upon hearing this, Miaomiao buried her head in Fufu's shoulder, "Wuu wuu, baby Fufu, you're so good to me. But don't trouble Brother Yuanzhang. As the head of 101, Brother Yuanzhang has already helped me a lot. You should keep the votes for yourself. I'm doing fine as I am now; at least I earned some money, right?"
"Miaomiao, you must not give up. Hold on, you will definitely be able to wait for that ray of light that belongs to you."
"I hope so. Alright, Fubao'er, it's your turn. Go on up, good luck."
"Good luck, Miaomiao, you can do it."
Watching Fufu looking charming in front of the camera, a look of envy appeared on Miaomiao's face.
"When will I be able to have a super-rich brother or sister supporting me..."
Seeing the private message sent by Miaomiao, Zhang Shan just took a quick glance and returned to the Livestream Room.
Replying was impossible.
He was counting on this to increase her affection level.
Setting up by suppressing, playing hard to get, and the like... He knew a few of these tricks.
Soon, everyone's time for building up scores ended, and today's elimination round began.
Host: "OK, family, next is the 17-to-5 elimination round. I will explain the rules again, just in case some family members don't know."
"The time for this elimination round is 1 minute plus the 5-count countdown from the Host. Within this time, if your talent points exceed the person in front of you, you pass; otherwise, you are directly eliminated."
"I need to remind you, family, that passes and stays must be on the floating screen. With an army of 20 million in the Livestream Room, there are too many comments for the Host to keep up with."
"In this weekly competition, all the sweethearts on stage only have one chance to revive. To revive during the 17-to-5 elimination round, your score must exceed the current fifth place on stage to be revived."
"Finally, a reminder to the family to remember to select and designate, do not cut the time, do not cut the time, family."
"OK, come on, Naicha takes the mic first, Qingqing and Pingping waiting..."