"So, Miss and Million Brother had everything arranged. No wonder Million Brother got online!"
Seeing this, Anchor Lanlan started to speak in a sarcastic tone again.
Liu Hanyan ignored her and sent a WeChat message to Luofeng, asking if she could talk about the chauffeuring. Luofeng replied, "Yes."
After all, going to Shu City wasn’t a secret matter. Everyone who knew Luofeng was aware of it; there was really no need to hide anything.
Then, Liu Hanyan began to explain, "I believe everyone knows that I’m from Shanghai, and so is Million Brother, right?
"Tomorrow Million Brother is going on an exchange student trip to Shu City! I’ll be chauffeuring him from Shanghai to Shu City!
"During this chauffeuring trip, I’ll be live-streaming from the car, mainly to experience long-distance driving!
"Everyone says that supercars can’t handle long drives, that it’s torture to drive a supercar for so long!
"I want to experience it for myself!
"Oh, and to let you know, Million Brother has changed cars. He now has a Ferrari 488, and yes, a Porsche 911 too! But I chose the Ferrari; the other one will be shipped over after dealing with the insurance."
As soon as Liu Hanyan said this, the bullet screen started to go crazy.
"2,000 kilometers of chauffeuring... I’m numb."
"Isn’t this practically a road trip?"
"The cost of chauffeuring must start at least at 10,000!"
"Chauffeuring fee? Million Brother says that’s impossible!"
"Let me drive a Ferrari for a day, I’d even pay you 500 yuan!"
"You want to drive a Ferrari for 500 yuan? Dream on and go to bed!"
"Million Brother, let’s not play this round, okay? I’ve already lost this round; let’s just meet directly tomorrow!" Liu Hanyan said.
"Damn it, are you even speaking human language?"
"The little anchor is getting impatient, actually admitting defeat voluntarily?"
"The tabby cat’s face turns stern, realizing the issue is not that simple!"
"Known issue 1: The anchor and Million Brother are from the same place!"
"Known issue 2: The little anchor and Million Brother have plans tomorrow!"
"Known issue 3: The little anchor is actively stopping the rich from sending gifts?"
"Question: What exactly is the relationship between the little anchor and Million Brother?"
"Hahaha, still asking? The truth’s out already!"
"This is really terrifying when you think about it deeply!"
"My youth is over!"
"Is Little Bear done for?"
"Looks like she’s truly done for this time, right?"
"May I ask if Million Brother’s ’fighter jet’ contribution was eight thousand or ten thousand?"
Liu Hanyan glanced at the bullet screen. She had no intention of explaining. Her feelings for Luofeng were complex. There was affection, she was moved by him, and also a desire to repay his kindness.
Luofeng ignored them. Such matters only got murkier the more one tried to clarify.
"Fine by me. I don’t have much money in my account anyway. Just two rounds for me, I’ll carry you next time," Luofeng sent as a bullet screen message.
"I’m going to vomit! You renewed the Emperor subscription 10 times and still say you don’t have much money in your account?"
"So, the Sponsor thinks 300,000 isn’t money?"
"I’m so jealous. I earn 1,800 a month; how am I supposed to feel?"
"With 300,000, it’ll last more than just two rounds, right?"
"Looking at it now, he won’t get eliminated in the second round. Just waiting for the third one, for another anchor like Lanlan to show up and mock Million Brother!"
"Hahaha, makes sense, and it’s premeditated. Maybe I should create an alt account to mock him a bit?"
"What’s the deal with Million Brother and the little anchor anyway? Does he still need to send gifts? What a waste of money."
The second round started quickly at 8:30 PM. A streamer named Hongzhuang got excited as soon as they connected for the PK battle.
"I’m going to vomit! I actually got randomly matched with Little Bear?"
The anchor was lost for words. What happened? Don’t you know? Everyone knew it wasn’t scary to be randomly matched with Liu Hanyan. But if you were matched when Million Brother was present, you just had to admit defeat, and that would be the end of it.
"Combo..." Liu Hanyan knew very well that she was useless on her own. With Million Brother around, they’d soar. "Don’t worry," she said, "he mentioned he doesn’t have much money in his account!"
Actually, she was quite speechless herself. If three hundred thousand was ’not much money’, then how much would qualify as ’a lot’?
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