Shirley Taylor sat quietly, staring blankly at her screen.
Suddenly, a high-level viewer spoke up in the chat.
55-LovesCilantro: "Hey streamer, do a sexy dance for me, and I'll send you a car."
Even though this person was level 55, he was quite rude.
Shirley Taylor's expression stiffened, and she awkwardly replied, "Sorry, I'm not a dance streamer."
She really couldn't dance.
Besides, her ample chest would bounce awkwardly if she didâa less-than-graceful sight.
42-WanderingShoe: "Isn't dancing basic? Can't do it, and you call yourself a streamer?"
This instantly triggered a response from another viewer in the chat.
10-Breeze: "Our Bunny is a wholesome beauty streamer, not one for risqué dances."
WanderingShoe: "Lol, who even stays wholesome these days?"
Breeze: "Go watch flirtatious dancers somewhere else; we prefer a peaceful vibe here."
WanderingShoe: "You think I leave because you tell me to?"
Breeze: "Bunny, these two are together. Just ignore them."
Shirley Taylor frowned slightly, lowered her head, and remained silent.
Some wealthy people online spoke very rudely, making her feel uncomfortable.
LovesCilantro: "What's with that ugly face, streamer? Don't want the car?"
Shirley Taylor had been streaming for just over a week. Though viewer numbers weren't high and earnings were modest, she refused to degrade herself for money by dancing to appease these annoying viewers.
So, she pretended not to see the message, hoping they'd lose interest and leave her stream eventually.
She'd managed similar situations like this before.
But to her surprise, the two kept escalating things.
LovesCilantro: "Does this chick have eyesight issues? Doesn't recognize important people like us."
WanderingShoe: "Right? Wearing so much, looks like a country bumpkin."
LovesCilantro: "Look at that clueless face, who knows what's she waiting for?"
WanderingShoe: "She might be waiting for that 'Public Enemy of Love' to gift her a fan badge, hahaha."
LovesCilantro: "Can't even make money, what a trash streamer."
WanderingShoe: "Maybe she likes being freeloaded by a level-one account."
1-Public Enemy of Love: "?"
James, exhausted from topping up his account to $200,000, accidentally saw someone talking about freeloading.
Switching over, he scrolled up and down.
Realizing he was being mocked for no apparent reason.
He didn't understand.
He hadn't said a word and still got ridiculed?
Was being called Public Enemy of Love an issue now?
He slowly typed a question mark.
LovesCilantro: "Level one, stay quiet." @PublicEnemyofLove
WanderingShoe: "Do you even qualify to ask questions?" @PublicEnemyofLove
James's face darkened, suspecting these two had brain issues.
He couldn't hold back from typing, "Can't even chat while watching a stream?"
WanderingShoe: "Stay a good freeloader, stop begging for attention."
LovesCilantro: "Haha, broke guys like you run your mouth without money."
Seeing the situation worsen, Shirley Taylor finally spoke, timidly, "C-could you all please not argue?"
Her voice was soft and weak, lacking any persuasive power.
'LovesCilantro,' a.k.a. Fredy, fancied himself someone important.
He didn't like chatting with level-one nobodies, finding them irritating.
To avoid seeing James's messages anymore, he directly gifted her a Porsche worth $120.
[LovesCilantro] gifted a Gold Car Ã1
Having given out six cars today, his gift came with a special gold effectâstandard cars were red.
LovesCilantro: "Stream, give me moderator rights so I can clean out trash viewers for you."
Shirley Taylor quietly thanked him.
Though she didn't like his attitude, he did send her a $120 gift, so she felt obliged to thank him.
But she didn't grant him moderator status. Instead, she sheepishly advised James, "Freeloader, please don't argue with them. Let's talk about something else."
WanderingShoe: "Oh, this streamer is generous. No gifts, yet calling him 'freeloader.' How about calling me that?"
A hint of disdain flashed in Shirley Taylor's eyes.
Her unwillingness was evident in her expression.
She wanted to kick this person out, but 'Shoe' seemed to know 'Cilantro,' leaving her a bit conflicted.
Just then, an astonishingly brilliant effect flashed on the screen.
Pink cartoon blocks laid out on the bottom, piano keys spinning in a circle, supporting a massive subwoofer-like stage, with little figures in Peking opera costumes beating drums and gongs below.
Above it all, flashing the neon-lit word "Carnival," rotating and showcasing its dazzling value.
It was TikTok's most prestigious gift.
Valued at $3,000.
[PublicEnemyofLove] gifted Carnival Ã1
Shirley Taylor was stunned by the sudden appearance of the gift effect.
Her big eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at the screen.
Momentarily, she forgot to express her thanks.
It was her first time receiving a Carnival gift.
When the effect appeared in the stream, she thought she was imagining things.
Only when the chat box exploded with commenting viewers did she realize it was real.
Man, Don't Be Like That: "???"
Breeze: "My god, dude, are you that impulsive?"
Stylish or Not: "So bold?"
ILoveMonsterGirls: "????????"