Tiantian on the other side saw she'd kicked a real iron plate today; her face flushed green and red, but she recovered in seconds.
Anyone who survives in streaming is a slick operator, and no one's moral compass points very high.
Acting as if nothing had happened, she cooed, "No need, no need—now that Brother Poseidon is here, what place is there for me? I'll penalize myself this round."
With that she grabbed her water cup, clamped her thighs together and whined, "Brother Poseidon, I'll probably get banned in a bit, but since it's you, Sweetie's willing—let me get wet first."
"I'm gonna puke~"
"Streamer, is your memory three seconds long? You were mocking the big bro a heartbeat ago."
"A single taunt and Poseidon drops 100k?? Is money even money any more?"
Ignoring the barrage, she pumped out squats so hard the water on her thighs had soaked her through.
That borderline move earned an instant warning from the Room Mods.
A few dozen seconds later her screen went black.
After the PK ended, Jiang Cheng typed, "How come you're playing games now?"
Qiao Yinyin, in high spirits, answered, "I've been watching tons of game clips lately and thought it looked fun, so I gave it a shot—though I'm terrible at it."
"Sister Qiao's just jealous of her rival Streamer Little Crispy."
"Exactly—she's afraid Poseidon will be snatched away."
"Come on, Sis, look how Sweetie acted just now, then look at you—still so coy."
…
Qiao Yinyin puffed her cheeks at the chat. "Hmph, you traitors—normally you love watching me game, and now you roast me like this."
Then she asked Jiang Cheng, "Wanna queue together?"
"Does Sis Qiao have the wrong idea about herself?"
"???? Who actually likes watching you play?"
"We only like seeing pretty girls get roasted by grade-schoolers."
"Damn, that last line is borderline R-rated."
"When Sis Qiao games it's like a rabid pup on a rampage—total turn-off."
…
The viewers in her room roasted Sister Qiao mercilessly.
Puffing up like a pufferfish, she fired right back.
But though the chat loved teasing her and she never held back, everyone knew it was all in good fun.
After all, she'd always been like this—she never climbed by buttering up big spenders.
The banter kept flying and the room stayed lively.
Plus, with her goddess-level looks, the viewers cut her a lot of slack.
Watching the non-stop barrage, Jiang Cheng found it pretty entertaining.
"Sis Qiao, go start a PK!"
"Yeah, you've been losing lately—Poseidon's finally here."
"Exactly—PK time! Go wreck 'em!"
"Go, pupper, let's rage!"
He glanced at the sleeping Xia Meng beside him and typed, "Getting picked on? C'mon, let's PK together?"
Qiao Yinyin shook her head. "No thanks—it's just that petty stuff. Don't you dare send gifts."
Seeing a Female Streamer reject her top supporter again, the chat exploded.
"A Streamer who doesn't want money???"
"Either Sis Qiao's lost her mind or she's fallen in love."
"I'm heartbroken—they've definitely met offline."
"She must mean 'don't give publicly'—she'll take it in private."
"Y'all overthink it—Poseidon's dropped so much, how could Sis Qiao still be 'intact'???"
Before Qiao Yinyin could answer, another PK invite popped in.
All the platform Streamers keep close tabs on whale accounts.
The moment Guild Ops spotted Jiang Cheng online they pinged their girls at once.
Right now a swarm of Female Streamers' alt accounts were lurking in Qiao Yinyin's room.
Hearing Jiang Cheng urge her to PK, a Streamer jumped in immediately to get noticed.