Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 129 That Gold-Digging Cannon Fodder Woman 17

The atmosphere in the live stream suddenly turned cold.

Song Xianyin had a bad feeling. She asked cautiously, "You're not Mr. Jiang, are you?"

J silently scrolled across the screen: 【Hmm.】

Song Xianyin didn't dare look at the public chat anymore; she felt that Xiaoyin was about to get angry again.

Because of what happened last time, her fans have a lot of opinions about Jiang Fengyan and those men.

The public chat immediately fell silent, and those who had just thanked Jiang Fengyan stopped spamming.

Suddenly, fans started sending Song Xianyin gifts spontaneously, each one bigger than the last, and several older women also started giving Song Xianyin a hundred carnivals.

Thank you, Sister Qian, for spoiling me so much!

Thank you, Sister Achu, for the 100th Carnival! Sister Achu spoils gold diggers the most.

Wow, wow, Sister Qian's 100 carnivals have been multiplied by 5!

[I feel so relieved to have my sisters at home, sob sob sob! Let's see who dares to bully us now! [crying loudly]]

Song Xianyin's fans ignored Jiang Fengyan's messages and kept praising her in the public chat, sending her both big and small gifts, completely blocking the chat.

Song Xianyin cleared her throat and thanked each of her fans who had sent her gifts.

She seems genuinely angry; the scene today is even more dramatic than her birthday celebration.

Song Xianyin originally wanted to build a good relationship with Jiang Fengyan, but she doesn't dare to speak now, for fear of backlash from her fans.

After so many times, she has come to a profound understanding: without fans, she is nothing.

All the luxury items she owns are thanks to her fans. Styling is expensive, and traveling is costly, but because of Xiaoyinfu, she can enjoy her current life. After all, she spends money quite extravagantly, and she is well aware of this.

Song Xianyin secretly sent Jiang Fengyan a WeChat message: "Thank you so much, Mr. Jiang, for the carnival. I'm very grateful. There are gifts for leveling up my live stream to level 16. Would you like some?"

Jiang Fengyan stared at the WeChat message for a moment, surprised that she had thanked him privately instead of directly during the live stream.

No wonder he has a friend who loves watching live streams so much; this special treatment is indeed quite different.

Jiang Fengyan lowered his eyes and sent her a message: 【What gift is it?】

Song Xianyin hadn't expected him to actually reply. She answered smoothly, "[It's perfume and an autographed photo. Would you like them?]"

She thought for a moment, then added, "The perfume is from a high-end brand."

She's not stingy.

Unlike some streamers who earn so much money but are still so stingy, not giving gifts when leveling up, and even having their lucky bags distributed by the older sister.

Jiang Fengyan hesitated for a moment after looking at the message: [I don't want the perfume, just give me an autographed photo.]

Very novel experience.

It was his first time watching a live stream, his first time sending gifts to others, and he even switched to Secretary Qin's account. It was also the first time he had ever received an autographed photo.

Song Xianyin really made a fortune today; she was so happy that she praised even the haters in the live stream.

She's going to buy a bag and a dress tomorrow, and she also wants to book the most expensive stylist to take some promotional photos.

Song Xianyin sent a large red envelope in the dormitory group. She often does live broadcasts in the dormitory, and although she has lowered her voice, it will definitely still disturb them.

Although they all said it was nothing, that was only because they were kind people, and she couldn't take advantage of them just because they were kind people.

Song Xianyin sang a few songs for her fans, and they urged her to end the broadcast immediately because they didn't want to listen at all.

Before going to bed, Song Xianyin sent a thank-you video to the older women who had sent her gifts that day.

They've sent too many messages today, so it would be impolite to just thank them with text. She should take more photos of different outfits tomorrow and send them to her sisters, and also buy some gifts while she's at it.

Although these are private thank-you videos for the female streamers, they all share them in their fan groups so other fans can see the new content. The fan groups are controlled by influential fans, and the atmosphere in their fan circles is much better than that of other streamers.

Jiang Fengyan watched a lot of clips of Song Xianyin before going to bed, which gave him a deeper understanding of live streaming.

He looked at the comments and suddenly frowned. Logically speaking, shouldn't those comments be enough to get him into a fan group?

But it seems he hasn't entered yet.

But Song Xianyin didn't say anything, and he was too embarrassed to bring it up, otherwise it would seem like he had to create a scene just because he posted it.

The next morning, Song Xianyin immediately left the school to go to work.

She's rich now, and she's already withdrawn the money; she couldn't be happier.

Looking at the dog barking wildly at her from the gatehouse, Song Xianyin smiled and patted its head: "You're so cute today."

The big yellow dog looked at her with a blank expression. It remembered her; she had previously said that its bark was awful and that it wasn't as good-looking as other dogs, but today she hadn't scolded it.

The security guard watched this scene with amusement: "Serves you right for always yelling at people."

The dog grew up at the school and was very friendly to people, jumping on everyone it saw. But Song Xianyin didn't like dogs, and she thought dog paws were dirty.

The first time the big yellow dog pounced on her, it was heartbroken by her disgusted attitude. The second time it wagged its tail at her, Song Xianyin said that its tail was bald and that it looked old.

The big yellow dog and Song Xianyin became enemies. When Song Xianyin went to work, she would arrive earlier than the students who had their 8 AM appointments. Whenever this happened, the big yellow dog would bark wildly at Song Xianyin.

When Song Xianyin was in a bad mood, they would even argue face-to-face.

Song Xianyin's studio this time is a celebrity studio, and I heard that they only work with the most popular celebrities. Of course, Song Xianyin also spent a lot of money.

If the data isn't good this time, she'll definitely make fun of their studio.

The studio was large, and Song Xianyin observed the people inside, finding that they seemed much more professional than the people she had previously sought out.

The main difference is that previously, stylists would mix a Chinese sentence with an English word, but now they're uttering English sentences one by one.

It looked very international, and Song Xianyin started to get a little nervous.

They had a lot of preparation work to do, and Song Xianyin couldn't help but feel excited looking forward to seeing how professional they were.

She wants to be a big star!

She heard that celebrities earn 208 million a day, and she wants to earn that too.

The assistant in front of me was adjusting the lights on the mirror. She wasn't tall enough, so she had to stand on tiptoe to adjust them.

Song Xianyin looked at her assistant wearing a mask and suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.

"Ava, how many times have I told you the lights can't be adjusted like this? Are you even listening to me?!"

Song Xianyin was startled by the roar behind her.

A man in high heels and manicured nails angrily yanked his assistant away, causing the buttons on the assistant's coat to fall to the ground.

Song Xianyin picked up the button that had fallen into her arms, looking at the assistant with some suspicion in her eyes.

Why does this faded white shirt look so familiar?