The Young Matriarch

Chapter 307: Chapter 307: Fragrant, the smell from next door is really good!
 

Suddenly, Tong Qingyan felt her sincerity being brutally sliced open by Duan Feihan’s sharp blade, torn to pieces.

There was a sense of betrayal.

Tong Qingyan’s nose tingled, and hot tears started to stream from her eyes.

The team leader on the opposite side heard Tong Qingyan’s crying and hurriedly comforted her, “Yanyan, don’t cry. He is a currently popular math expert, and who is our boss Duan? A money-making machine! Right now, that math expert’s popularity is skyrocketing, and boss Duan is just aiding the frenzy. Don’t worry, I’ll arrange another top recommendation for you tomorrow!”

Tong Qingyan wiped her tears and sobbed, “Yes, the Fourth Master must be trying to ride the wave of fame to make money.”

Because a live streamer proved one of the world’s unsolved math problems of the past eight hundred years—Chen Family’s Conjecture—the downloads for Salty Fish Video increased!

Who is Duan Feihan?

Just a money-making machine that only knows work and money, he definitely saw the commercial value behind it and that’s why he pulled her off the stream.

Even knowing this, Tong Qingyan still felt terrible.

Tong Qingyan composed herself, returned to the camera, and when she saw the number of people online, her heart almost stopped.

In just two minutes, the online audience dropped by nearly four million! Like a roller coaster plunge, Tong Qingyan was utterly stunned.

Tong Qingyan’s mind went blank for a moment, and she bit her lips, finally managing a smile and asked, “Where have all my fans gone? Don’t you want me anymore?”

[Yanyan, don’t cry, I love you the most! Here’s a big rocket for you!]

[Brothers above, stop being stubborn and go to the big streamer next door. Damn, that’s a real big shot!]

[I suggest students who want to learn English hurry to the next stream, it’s seriously supernatural there, Immortal Teacher is live writing a mystery story with 3500 words, words flowing effortlessly! Miss tonight, and you’ll regret it for the next decade!]

[Sorry Yanyan, you’re my favorite, I… I just went next door to get a haircut, I’ll definitely be back in your stream tomorrow night to send you gifts. The next door, it’s really enticing!]

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Watching the number of viewers in her stream plummet, even Tong Qingyan’s English tense lecture couldn’t stabilize the situation, and her smile began to falter, wrapping up the stream in a hurry and preparing to check out what was happening next door.

Bai Chuwei’s livestream was prominently featured in the streaming section, displayed on the big screen as soon as viewers came in.

A group of bewildered netizens clicked in, and they were all speechless.

No beauties, not even game streaming, and no interesting jokes—just a person writing an English story, narrating a Chinese one.

The key point was—the voice was indistinguishable between male or female, and not pleasant to hear!

And… there were hardly any comments, the whole livestream screen was very quiet.

[I’m new here, can I start flaming now?]

[??? What’s going on? This lousy thing also gets a big promotion on Salty Fish Video’s livestream section? Is this streamer connected?]

[Asking for advice—can this situation be reported? Can’t stand these kind of nepotistic streams.]

Zhou Yong got angry, couldn’t help grabbing his phone, and sent out a comment—

[Zhou the Brave: Report my ass, don’t the newbies know to stay quiet? We are not commenting because we are seriously watching the teacher’s storytelling! Trouble-makers, get lost!]

Zhou Yong instantly regretted it after sending, as that comment wasted his half a minute—it was a total loss for him this time.

To write an English suspense short story with 3500 words and make the readers naturally remember all the words!

All the students realized that every single word written by this Immortal Teacher was within the set vocabulary range for college entrance exams, absolutely not beyond the scope!