"Baby, are you a guy?"
Even though the person on the other end only said a word, Cheng Ziruo could still tell between male and female voices.
But what puzzled Cheng Ziruo was that this voice sounded more like rusty friction, painfully squeezing out of a decayed sewage pipe, rather than a human voice.
Before she could think further, the voice continued from the other side:
"It hurts... Miss... can you... do me a favor..."
The voice was hoarse and decayed, which creeped out the viewers in the live stream.
"Dude, what's up with you? It's okay to stutter, but can you speak properly as we go?"
"Exactly, man, is this fun for you? Pulling a prank on a young girl at night? Aren't you embarrassed?"
"Host, just ignore him and hang up. I've seen plenty like this, people who prank good-looking streamers to make videos and boost their own fame."
"So disgusting! I tuned in at night to see a sweet girl, not to see some guy acting like a pervert, hang up on him now!"
"..."
