Su Yang had never gifted anyone on Douyin before, no matter how much he liked them. Not even a single "little heart"—he was all about free entertainment.
Back then, it was because he couldn’t afford it. But now things were different. If he wanted to get someone’s contact info or even meet up in person, not sending gifts was out of the question.
Su Yang knew this well.
Without hesitation, he opened the recharge page and topped up 50,000 yuan. After a few taps, his account balance showed 350,000 diamonds.
"That should do it. Time to send!"
With that, Su Yang opened the gifts section and immediately sent ten Porsches.
At that moment, a flurry of Porsche animations flooded the screen. Lin Yiyi, noticing the sudden shower of gifts, couldn’t hide her excitement.
She stopped dancing mid-performance, her expression stunned as she leaned closer to the camera. "Wow! Thank you, ‘Grocery Shopping in a Sports Car’ bro, for the ten Porsches! Love you, bro!"
"Whoa, a big spender just showed up!"
"Damn, this guy’s insane!"
"Look at his username—‘Grocery Shopping in a Sports Car.’ Of course he’s loaded!"
"Ten Porsches and you’re impressed? That’s nothing."
"Oh yeah? Then why don’t you whip out your keyboard and send ten yourself?"
Su Yang smirked at the comments, unfazed, as he lit a cigarette.
"Love you, Grocery Shopping bro! Everyone, don’t forget to follow me!"
"Hey streamer, what gift do I need to send to get a meal with you?"
Lin Yiyi blushed slightly as she read the chat aloud. "A meal? What kind of meal?"
"Stop playing innocent. What gift gets us your WeChat?"
"Sorry, guys, I don’t share my WeChat. But if you like me, a follow and some likes would mean a lot!"
"Pfft. No WeChat? Not worth it. Guess my premium Huazi cigarettes will go to waste."
"Stop yapping. If you’ve got the guts, send something! One Huazi and she’ll probably add you."
"Yeah, if you want WeChat, start with a big rocket at least."
The chat erupted again.
Su Yang exhaled a slow stream of smoke, eyes narrowing slightly as he prepared for round two.
He scrolled to the "Douyin No. 1" gift and, without hesitation, sent ten more.
The screen exploded with dazzling rocket animations.
Lin Yiyi’s mind blanked at the sight of ten No. 1 gifts flooding her stream.
As a small-time streamer who’d only been live for about a month, she’d gotten a few Porsches before—but never a "Douyin No. 1."
And now, ten at once? She couldn’t believe it.
"Thank you, Grocery Shopping bro, for the ten No. 1s! You’re the best, seriously—love you!"
"Holy crap! Ten No. 1s?! This guy’s a legend!"
"I thought the ten Porsches were crazy, but now ten rockets? This dude’s on another level!"
"You think he’d be the top gifter if he wasn’t? Instant rank one!"
"Thanks again, Grocery Shopping bro! I followed you!"
"Ten No. 1s and all you give is a follow? No wonder your channel’s stuck, streamer."
"Fr, other streamers would’ve slid into his DMs after one rocket, let alone ten."
Su Yang’s lips curled into a faint smile as he watched the chaos unfold.
"Damn, these folks are on fire! Keep the comments coming—what a perfect assist. I haven’t even said a word, and the effect is already this good. Heh, keep it up."
Lin Yiyi was also watching the live chat, and seeing the flood of "Add me on WeChat" messages, she felt her resolve waver slightly.
Still, ten "Douyin No.1" gifts weren’t enough to make her hand over her WeChat just yet. She knew the value of playing hard to get—bigger fish required patience.
Besides, in the live-streaming world, ten "Douyin No.1" gifts were nothing special. Even as a newbie streamer, she was well aware of her striking looks. A little restraint would only make the big spenders more eager.
Su Yang wasn’t in a hurry either. He checked his balance—still plenty of diamonds left. This time, he planned to go all out with "Hua Zi" gifts.
But one "Hua Zi" cost 30,000 diamonds, and sending ten at once would drain his stash. He was short by tens of thousands.
Without hesitation, he tapped the recharge button and topped up another 100,000 yuan.
Now, his account boasted over 930,000 diamonds.
"Good enough."
He navigated to the gifts section, selected "Hua Zi," and sent ten in a row.
Just as the viewers were busy bickering in the chat, the screen exploded with the most extravagant gift effect of all—the "Carnival" animation.
"Holy crap! Here we go again—ten 'Hua Zi' gifts!!"
"Boss Cai, you’re insane!"
"No way! This dude’s the real deal!"
"Boss Cai must have his eyes on this streamer."
"Boss Cai, you legend!"
With Su Yang’s ten "Carnival" gifts lighting up the screen, the chat erupted into another frenzy.
Lin Yiyi was genuinely stunned this time. She never expected him to drop ten "Hua Zi" gifts in one go—that was 30,000 yuan in cold, hard cash.
Who just casually threw around tens of thousands like it was nothing? And his username didn’t ring any bells—clearly, this was his first time in her stream. Yet after barely a glance, he’d gone all out.
That wasn’t even counting the ten "Porsche" and ten "Douyin No.1" gifts from earlier. In just this short session, she’d already pocketed over 20,000 yuan.
Watching the "Carnival" effects shimmer across her screen, Lin Yiyi’s heart raced.
She leaned closer, her fair cheeks flushing pink as she poured on the gratitude. But words alone didn’t feel like enough—she took a step back and bowed deeply.
"Streamer, this is your chance! If you don’t add this low-key big spender on WeChat, I will!"
"Who even are you? Like he’d notice you."
"Doesn’t matter—I’m all about this understated, high-roller energy!"
"Ten 'Hua Zi' without a single peep? Damn, streaming really pays."
"Only if you’re pretty enough to catch a big spender’s eye, though."
Su Yang scrolled through the barrage of thirsty comments, a smirk tugging at his lips. "The thrill of reckless spending—nothing beats it."
[Ding! System detected host’s post-spending euphoria. Reward: 228,000 yuan.]
—What the hell! 228,000?!
—Spent 150,000 and still ended up 78,000 in profit?
—This system’s god-tier. The money’s literally endless! Hahaha!
Su Yang burst out laughing and turned his attention back to his phone.
Lin Yiyi’s face grew hotter as she read the increasingly bold comments flooding her screen.
She knew exactly why someone would shower her with gifts like this—there were unspoken expectations.
But as the chat had pointed out, if Su Yang became a regular in her stream, her future earnings would skyrocket.
And if he turned out to be some young, handsome guy? Well, meeting up offline for a meal wouldn’t be the worst idea.
Although she had previously said she wouldn’t add people on WeChat just for receiving gifts, that was merely lip service. Ordinary small gifts wouldn’t warrant an add, but for lavish gifts like "Hua Zi," she couldn’t risk losing a big spender by refusing.
After all, rules could always bend when enough money was on the table.
She’d add him first and see how things played out.
......
Thanks to Su Yang’s continuous gift spree, the live stream’s viewer count surged from a few dozen to several hundred.
The platform’s algorithm noticed the momentum and pushed more traffic her way.
"Brother ‘Grocery Shopper,’ thank you for the gifts! Let’s connect on WeChat—I’ll message you privately after I end the stream," Lin Yiyi cooed.
This was exactly what Su Yang had been waiting for.
He typed in the chat: "Ok!"
Without another word, he sent ten more "Hua Zi" in a row, then swiped away, leaving Lin Yiyi stunned and the audience buzzing.
Su Yang wasted no time. Mission accomplished here, he moved on to scout other targets.
As the old saying went: cast a wide net first—quantity before quality.
Not that quality was ever an issue for Su Yang. Anyone he chose to "bind" with was top-tier by default.
He simply enjoyed the chase. The future could wait; instant gratification was the priority.
Besides, he didn’t consider this behavior "player" material. Until things got physical, it didn’t count.
And even if they did—so what? With a system like his, a little mischief was par for the course.
No guilt, no second thoughts. Pure, unfiltered indulgence.
But after leaving Lin Yiyi’s stream, Su Yang browsed seven or eight more appealing hosts without finding a single one scoring above 85 points.
By 9 PM, fatigue hit him like a wave. His eyes shut, and he was out cold.
......
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