Reborn as the Harem King-Chapter 123 The Real MVP of This Livestream[Part 3]

This was common practice in guilds. When a streamer in the same company got a big spender, other streamers would try to connect, either to get their own big spenders to push or to attract the opposing side's big spenders. After all, it's all for the guild's profit, and it doesn't matter which streamer brings in the money.

Wang Yuyan's manager, Kele, sent her a WeChat message.

[Kele: Yuyan, you're amazing! Say something nice to that big spender, don't let him leave.]

[Bunny: He's just a friend, not a big spender.]

Kele was stunned. Such a powerful friend? Could Wang Yuyan be a wealthy heiress? He didn't have time to think too much about it and quickly brought up the PK connections.

[Kele: Later, a few female streamers from the company will PK with you, connect with them.]

[Bunny: I'm a bit tired today, I don't want to do it.]

[Kele: Your live stream finally has thousands of viewers, you can't log off now, my dear sister. Listen to me, keep streaming for another two hours.]

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[Bunny: I'll just sing and chat, I don't want my friend to spend any more.]

Kele was helpless. If you're going to be a streamer, why bother with a conscience? Your friend's money is still money, why not earn it? But since he couldn't force her, he just told Wang Yuyan not to log off too early, at least to stabilize the current traffic.

After losing the PK, Feifei stood up and turned on the lights behind her, making the room dim with only her faintly visible figure. She was going to fulfill her promise—a striptease. First, she took off her top, and the chat erupted with cheers. Underneath was a black lace camisole, short and tantalizing. Next, she removed her skirt, leaving the viewers' imaginations running wild.

"Wait for me, brothers, I'm going to change into the black stockings you all love." She then went to another room and changed into black stockings and high heels, wearing a uniform cap. With a seductive look, she put a whistle in her mouth and gave the camera a sultry smile. The big spenders in the live stream were ecstatic.

[Damn, I love it when Feifei does this striptease, it's so satisfying.]

[I'm starting, what about you guys?]

[Give me a few minutes.]

[Her chest is so damn big, I wonder which lucky guy will get her.]

[Probably one of the big spenders in the live stream, definitely not us.]

As Feifei danced, she tossed flirtatious glances, nibbled her lips, and swayed her chest and hips provocatively. Wang Yuyan felt extremely uncomfortable watching. She didn't know where to look, appearing completely dazed, and the chat praised her for being cute.

[The other side is too slutty, I prefer Bunny's pure beauty.]

[Yeah, the streamer is really cute, I hope she stays this way.]

[The other side's figure is really good, it's making me hard.]

[Streamer, can you dance? Maybe learn a few hot dances.]

Wang Yuyan shook her head blankly. "No, I can only sing. Dancing is too hard for me, I'm too stiff."

Zhou Yi chuckled. If Wang Yuyan kept streaming like this, she'd have a hard time making money. His inbox was flooded with messages, mostly from female streamers, including their WeChat IDs and photos.

[Brother Zhou, can I add your WeChat? I'm Chichi, I stream at 8 PM, come hang out in my live stream sometime~]

[Brother, are you interested in meeting up? We can have dinner and hang out~]

[Brother, do you need any special services? Here's my WeChat ID.]

[Big bro, where are you? I can come to you for services.]

It wasn't uncommon for female streamers to privately message big spenders, and some even offered special services. Zhou Yi glanced at them and closed the messages.

Wang Yuyan's live stream gained 4,000 followers, and Feifei's striptease also attracted some of Wang Yuyan's fans, boosting her follower count. In the end, it was a win-win situation for both of them. The only ones who lost were the big spenders.

After logging off, Wang Yuyan received a lot of private messages. Her manager asked how things went, and she told the truth.

[Bunny: Kele, Feifei, who I PKed with today, wants to add my WeChat. Should I add her?]

[Kele: You can add her. She's got resources, you can PK with her in the future.]

[Bunny: A lot of people are privately messaging me, saying they want to date me or even offer to support me. It's so annoying.]

[Kele: Don't reject them! If they're big spenders, just string them along. If they're really powerful, you can even date them.]

[Bunny: Huh? Isn't that lying? I don't like them, why should I date them?]

[Kele: It's fine, don't worry about it. Just create a WeChat alt account, add those big spenders, and I'll chat with them for you. Before you go live, just check the chat history to know what's been discussed.]

Wang Yuyan was stunned. Could it really be like this? In fact, this was quite common in the live streaming world. Those big spenders thought they were dating a beautiful streamer, but they had no idea who was actually chatting with them on WeChat—often, it was their managers. And these streamers would date multiple big spenders at the same time, all to keep them spending on gifts. Every streamer would tell you they're single, but most of them were already in relationships. Some even had their partners help chat with the big spenders, because no one understands men better than other men.

Kele explained to Wang Yuyan that being a streamer wasn't as straightforward as it seemed. It wasn't just about flattering the big spenders during the live stream—offline interactions were crucial. Most streamers had to maintain private contact with their big spenders; otherwise, why would they spend money on you?

Wang Yuyan sighed. She had just wanted to earn some extra cash through live streaming, but she hadn't expected it to be so complicated. After adding Feifei's WeChat, Feifei quickly asked for Zhou Yi's WeChat ID. Wang Yuyan hesitated, unsure whether to give it out. She decided to message Zhou Yi.

[Bunny: Captain, Feifei, who I PKed with today, wants to add your WeChat. Should I give it to her?]