Directly connecting the microphone pulled the effect of the show to the maximum.
This fan dad turned out to be Miaomiao Sister's actual dad, simply outrageous.
Yan Dongxu was driving slowly in the live studio just now, talking about things that happened with Miaomiao Sister this morning.
If nothing unexpected happens, Miao's Dad should have heard everything.
Saying those things in front of her dad, Miao's Dad probably wanted to kill him already.
The audience was even more unrestrained, and started booing.
[Laughing to death, didn't expect that did you, her dad was hiding among the audience.]
[Looks like you're done for, tomorrow will be your memorial day.]
[Huge social death scene, you and Miaomiao Sister probably won't happen.]
[No way, you two should elope, cook the raw rice thoroughly, inherit Miao's family business.]
[You've capsized now, serves you right for reckless driving.]
[What do you guys think Miao's Dad will do?]
[What will he do? A business tycoon like that, can he let him off?]
[Haha, Uncle De is in the room, just smash some money, and ask Uncle De to finish off the anchor.]
......
Yan Dongxu's eyelid kept twitching, thinking what is this mess.
He glanced at Liu Xinyu's side, and saw Liu Xinyu still on the phone with her dad.
The girl had a panicked expression, probably getting scolded by her dad.
"Dad, I'm an adult now, stop managing me okay?"
"What do you mean Yan Dongxu is not a good person?"
"Are those bosses' children you introduced to me good people?"
"You'll only be satisfied if I marry one of your business partners' children right?"
"Am I your daughter or a tool for you to expand your business connections?"
"Go check what those young masters actually do everyday."
Liu Xinyu's temper gradually rose, and got into a huge argument with her dad on the phone.
Yan Dongxu could hear it clearly, and the audience also heard some of it, because the microphone pickup was too good.
[Oh no, it's over, she's going to break with her dad for you.]
[The money you earn wouldn't be enough for Miaomiao Sister's daily expenses right? Let's call it quits.]
[She's pretty miserable too, can't even choose her own marriage partner.]
[You guys don't really think Miaomiao Sister would break with her dad for a streamer do you?]
......
After a while, Liu Xinyu came back after finishing the call.
Yan Dongxu asked worriedly: "Are you okay? Did I get you in trouble?"
Liu Xinyu sighed, "I'm fine, but my dad wants to meet you, do you have time these days..."
"Huh?"
Yan Dongxu was stunned immediately.
Meeting the parents was too shocking.
He was totally unprepared mentally.
"Nevermind, you don't have to go, forget I said anything."
Seeing his difficulty, Liu Xinyu didn't want him to meet her dad.
"I'll go! I didn't say I wouldn't go. Just what kind of gift should I bring for your dad?" Yan Dongxu said awkwardly.
Liu Xinyu glared at him, "What good thing do you think this is? Bringing gifts? My dad might as well prepare a red envelope for you then?"
Yan Dongxu argued, "Being polite costs nothing. I'll bring a gift, what can your dad do to me?"
[You're smart enough, no need for gifts.]
[You're smart enough, no need for gifts.]
[You're smart enough, no need for gifts.]
......
The audience wildly spammed this line.
Clearly this was something said by Miao's Dad.
Yan Dongxu awkwardly said to the audience in the stream, "Uncle is still here huh."
[Still here, still here.]
[Your future father-in-law, I'm still here.]
[Calling me dad now is a bit early, wait a while more.]
[If you dare mistreat my daughter, I'll disassemble you into parts and pickle them in wine.]
......
The audience pretended to be the uncle, and wildly trash talked in the stream, simply maddening.
"Fuck, thank Miao's Dad for opening Emperor."
"Wish Miao's Dad grows bigger...I mean, wish uncle's health grows stronger, lives a long life, fortune like the eastern seas, longevity exceeding the southern mountains."
"Uncle, what are you doing this time! Such a waste."
Liu Xinyu was also confused by her dad's trick.
Just earlier he was looking down on Yan Dongxu as a small streamer, but now suddenly gifted so much money.
As the two were happily thinking uncle looked favorably on them.
Suddenly uncle sent a gold colored bullet screen message.
[Look at his pathetic state, fawning over just a bit of money, no great future.]
The atmosphere instantly plunged to freezing point.
Yan Dongxu's smile gradually faded.
He did like money, and the audience had said before he was greedy.
But he always thanked immediately when someone gifted subs.
But today's humiliation touched his bottom line.
Uncle took his courtesy as groveling, looking down on him, which he could not tolerate.
"Uncle, I'll return every cent you used to open Emperor back to you. The platform's commission cut, I'll make up myself."
"I'm thankful when people gift subs, you're right, I have no great future, I'm just a small streamer."
"When people gift subs, I earn money, I'm happy. I politely thank everyone for their kindness."
"If you're deliberately making things difficult for me because of Xinyu, there's no need."
Yan Dongxu didn't give uncle any face, and unhappily lectured in front of hundreds of thousands of viewers.
[Get out of the stream!]
[Miao's Dad get out of the stream!]
[Money makes you amazing huh? Spending here to humiliate people?]
[Opening an Emperor to insult the streamer's dignity? You deserve it!]
[Just playing with you, but you still act arrogantly and insult people.]
[Still not learned your lesson at this old age? How was the money earned?]
[You have money so what? I'll open one too.]
......
The audience was extremely defensive.
Hidden whales continuously opened Emperor tiers.
Within just a few minutes, over four hundred were opened.
Yan Dongxu was stunned, thinking there really were a lot of rich people.
At the same time he was also moved to tears by the audience's protection.
This was probably why he still persisted in streaming after getting rich.
Liu Xinyu standing by the side was also infected by the atmosphere in the stream.
After so many years, she finally felt like she got some catharsis.
Dad went silent, probably shocked by the whales' extravagance.
As for whether his impression of Yan Dongxu changed, they didn't know, but who cared.
After chatting with everyone for a while, Yan Dongxu ended the stream.
"Alright, you two stop gifting subs already. I saw it." He said to Zhao Qingqing and Xu Lu.
These two girls were also secretly watching the stream.
They were also unhappy when Yan Dongxu was humiliated.
Xu Lu complained pitifully, "Boss, to get you that catharsis, I gifted most of this month's salary away. Can you..."
Yan Dongxu raised an eyebrow, "In this situation can I abuse my power? If you listen to me tonight, I'll return the money and double your salary, okay?"
"Ew! Be careful or I'll report you! You're worse than those bosses coveting me." Xu Lu said in disgust.

ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”