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106: Chapter 106 The Spinning Trio

Host No. 2: "Alright, congratulations to Duorou for passing the mic. Next up, Xiangxiang takes the mic. This round, Xiangxiang needs 6,000 talent points..."

Xiangxiang: "Family, I am Xiangxiang, the 'Xiang' of Xiangxiang. This round, we only need 6,000 talent points to pass the mic..."

It was Xiangxiang's turn to solicit votes again, and her fans, with great tacit understanding, only contributed 3,000 votes.

As for the remaining 3,000 votes, let's leave those to Emperor Dong.

He would definitely make his move in the very last second.

Sure enough, at the last second of the countdown, Emperor Dong once again used a private jet to help Xiangxiang pass this mic.

Xiangxiang still shrieked in an "excited" manner.

After Xiangxiang passed the mic, it was Duorou's turn once again.

The talent points she needed to pass the mic were the same as the previous round: 2,100.

It felt as if time had flowed backward, leaving Duorou feeling a bit dazed.

Didn't I just solicit 2,100 points a moment ago?

Host Ergou: "Come on, Duorou, keep soliciting votes. This round, you need 2,100 talent points to pass the mic. Is there any family who likes Duorou that can help her snap it up? It's not much; one private jet will pass it..."

Seeing that Emperor Shan hadn't made a move in the previous round, Ergou immediately felt a sense of foreboding.

His gaze drifted past Duorou and landed on Xiangxiang behind her.

Could it be that Emperor Shan also wanted to learn from that Emperor Dong just now?

He had just exchanged a few words with that Host and learned that Emperor Dong was very wealthy, but he just happened to have this one little hobby.

This was common knowledge in their Livestream Room, so both fans and streamers were very willing to play along with him.

It really was a case of 'I'm doing my best to act out the performance you need me to play...'

Could Emperor Shan have been infected by this little hobby?

If so, then they were screwed.

Duorou: "Family, Duorou is here to solicit votes again. This time, the talent points we need are still 2,100. 2,100 points really isn't much. Is there any family who likes Duorou that can help her snap it up with one glow stick each..."

Duorou had been asking for small gifts to pass the mic the whole time, and this time, she was still asking for small gifts.

In truth, she also had a bad feeling. Based on Brother Shan's previous style of doing things, she wouldn't need to solicit votes at all.

He would have long since sent a Dragon to push her to the top position.

Now that Brother Shan was uncharacteristically holding back, she could only follow his rhythm.

After all, she was Brother Shan's person.

If Brother Shan told her to do the Splits, she had to do the Splits.

Only lessons that were sufficiently profound could be kept fresh in one's memory.

In fact, Duorou was already starting to regret showing off the Splits in front of Brother Shan.

Some lessons were too profound, and she might be the only one to get hurt.

Thinking about those lessons that seemed to strike deep into her soul every single time.

Duorou's heart was trembling.

Oh my, what was she thinking about?

Duorou quickly pulled herself together and continued soliciting votes.

Duorou: "Family, we're only 800 points away now. If we chip in a little more, we can pass this round's mic."

Host Ergou: "Thanks... thanks for the two glow sticks sent. We're only 3 short now. Thank you, Brother, for the 3 glow sticks. Passed..."

Actually, Duorou's fans were quite capable.

Before Duorou met Emperor Shan, they had also put in a lot of effort every time there was a PK.

However, ever since Duorou met Emperor Shan, they had no more opportunities to show off.

They could only send a few bullet comments to support their favorite streamer.

Fans like them truly just liked the streamer.

It was the kind of liking that didn't carry even a sliver of ulterior motive.

Just like Zhang Shan before; he just liked watching but didn't like to watch for free.

If he had money, he would tip a bit; if he didn't, he would focus on keeping them company.

Now it was different. Even if Zhang Shan didn't have any intentions, he couldn't stop the streamer he supported from having them.

So he could only go with the flow, do a favor, go with the...

Ahem, getting off track.

The fans hadn't had a chance to show off before, and now that their favorite streamer was finally just asking for a small gift.

Within their ability, they absolutely had to support her hard.

Otherwise, when Emperor Shan made a move later, they would only be able to chant "666" again.

Therefore, Duorou's fans had also learned to be cunning.

As soon as they passed the mic, they stopped sending votes.

In this way, wouldn't they have a few more opportunities to show off?

So that's why the big bosses operated like this; it felt so good.

At this moment, they suddenly realized.

After Duorou finished soliciting, it was Xiangxiang's turn.

As Xiangxiang took the microphone again, the moment she locked eyes with Duorou, the two of them suddenly felt a sense of mutual sympathy.

Meanwhile, Linlin, standing to the side, was already so bored she wanted to sleep.

These two were really experts at controlling scores; they only had a gap of over 10,000 points with her.

Yet they had managed to drag it out for five rounds without catching up.

She stood in the back like a wooden stake, unable to do anything, yet still having to maintain a smile.

This made her face almost freeze from smiling.

In reality, it was a case of the pot calling the kettle black; her own Emperor Feng would also occasionally make her stand from the beginning to the end to take first place.

These were all commonplace occurrences.

Seeing that Xiangxiang had once again only received the 3,200 votes needed to pass the mic, Linlin couldn't help but think.

Perhaps she should go beg Emperor Feng. Looking at the situation, it definitely wouldn't end until midnight today.

She didn't want to endure this kind of torture anymore.

After Xiangxiang passed the mic, it was Duorou's turn to solicit votes again.

At this moment, discordant voices appeared in the bullet comments.

[These two are putting on a two-person show here.]

[Oh my god, I'm getting anxious just watching.]

[If you don't have votes, hurry up and get off.]

[Soliciting bit by bit like this, when will it end?]

Where there were discordant voices, there would naturally be voices of defense.

[If you don't want to watch, scroll away, or why don't you pass the mic for the streamer.]

[Don't worry, no need to rush. Based on the base score doubling calculation, the eliminations later will be very fast.]

[Brothers who are anxious can send gifts to the streamer; once the ranking is high, they won't have to spin.]

The noisy chatter in the bullet comments didn't affect Duorou's vote solicitation.

Duorou: "Family, this round we need 2,300 points, which is 23 Kisses..."

As Duorou passed the mic again, the vote counts of the bottom three all reached 200,000.

Immediately after, Linlin joined in, but Emperor Feng did not respond to her hints.

Instead, just like Emperor Dong, he only sent enough votes to pass the mic.

This shattered that sliver of hope Linlin had left.

She could only resign herself to happily spinning with Duorou and Xiangxiang.

Why call it a happy trio spin...

Because as time passed, the base score reached 8,000, and their vote counts had already exceeded one million.

Once the vote count exceeded one million, people slowly started getting eliminated.

Yet the three of them were still spinning non-stop.

They were truly the Spinning Trio, getting stronger the more they spun.

Host No. 1: "OK, time's up. It's a great pity, Xuexue failed to pass the mic...

Alright, so at this time, the Top 10 have been decided. Let us congratulate all the stars who have entered the Top 10.

Next, we will proceed to the 10-to-3 elimination round. This round will continue with the previous base score..."

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