Besties, This Livestream Seller Is Entertaining and Has a Conscience

“Is 179 yuan for an eyebrow pencil really that expensive?”

“Sometimes, you have yourselves to blame.”

“Has your salary gone up in all these years?”

“Have you been working hard?”

Tang Wanning had been a fan of Zha Shiqi for years. She never imagined that he’d make 1.8 billion yuan a year off girls like them, whom he called his “little piggies,” then turn around and stab in the back the very women who had helped him succeed.

By contrast, Li Chunfeng, who had transmigrated here, was selling eyebrow pencils for the bargain price of 9.9 yuan. He was also putting on a show for them: swallowing his right fist, performing a physical invisibility trick, doing fifty one-handed push-ups, then turning into a waist-shaking siren and wildly showing off the dragon flag, making the girls blush.

Li Chunfeng even performed a flying leap over a supercar, sending the fifty thousand women in his livestream into a frenzy of screams.

“Streamer, you’re awesome!”

“This streamer is such a riot!”

“This streamer is so genuine! He sells bargain-priced eyebrow pencils for 9.9 yuan and still works this hard!”

Tang Wanning furiously blasted Zha Shiqi. “Zha Shiqi, you heartless bastard! You’re selling the exact same product for 179 yuan, then criticizing me for not working hard enough and telling me to figure out for myself why my salary hasn’t gone up. It’s bad enough that we’re wage slaves at work. After hours, we still have to grovel in your livestream!”

“I bought a freaking watch last year!”

“Ladies! We’re happy to pay for sincerity, but we refuse to be manipulated into being suckers!”

“Little piggies, wake up with Sister Tang!”

“We must condemn unscrupulous beauty streamers and protect the honest ones!”

“We need to help honest beauty streamers make money!”

“Sister Tang, I’m all in on Li Chunfeng! Everyone, buy his beauty products!”