68: Chapter 68 Practice Makes Perfect

Seeing Duorou start to solicit votes, Zhang Shan was in no hurry to pass the microphone to her immediately.

He prepared to put on a show, baiting all the votes out of Brother Zhaocai's hands before stomping him into the ground.

Therefore, he couldn't pass the microphone to Duorou with too large a lead this round; he had to make Brother Zhaocai feel like he could catch up.

Only then would he pull out all the votes from his own pocket.

Otherwise, if he hit too hard like last time and scared him off again, what would he do?

The audience in the Livestream Room, seeing that Brother Qingshan had been slow to cast his votes, began to speculate.

"The gap is too big; I doubt the big brother will follow."

"Indeed, Boss Ling hit way too hard this time."

"If it were me, I would definitely give up."

"I think Brother Qingshan still has a fighting chance."

"When Emperor Shan goes on a campaign, not a blade of grass grows!"

The comments were filled with speculation about whether Zhang Shan would continue to follow, but Emperor Shan's fans were not worried in the slightest.

Ever since they started following Emperor Shan's livestreams, Emperor Shan had never let them down.

3 million votes—such a small scene couldn't possibly scare my Emperor Shan.

Emperor Shan would surely descend like a divine soldier in the very last second.

These people were truly worthy of being Emperor Shan's fans; they understood him well.

Just as Host Ergou was counting down the last two seconds, Zhang Shan finally made his move.

[lv67 Qingshan gifted Duorou dragon-riding ranger ×10 ... ×50 ... ×102] (3,060,000 diamonds)

Zhang Shan calculated precisely, gifting 102 dragons, making Duorou's vote count only 4,000 higher than Mier's, successfully passing the microphone.

Such an abnormal move immediately made Brother Zhaocai's eyes light up.

This Qingshan wasn't like this before; now that he's casting votes so cautiously, his balance must be running low.

Haha, isn't this the perfect time to beat a drowning dog?

As soon as Brother Zhaocai became happy, the beauty beside him began to moan and pant...

The beauty who had been hiding outside the private room door observing for a while, seeing that Brother Bao was not angry but instead very happy, immediately pushed the door open and walked back into the room.

She pushed aside the beauty on Brother Zhaocai's other side and said in a coquettish voice: "Brother Bao~ let me feed you..."

After finishing, she picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and then passed it to Brother Zhaocai.

Boss Ling was not as simple-minded as Brother Zhaocai thought; in the number of votes Zhang Shan cast, he only saw intense provocation.

Who does he think he's looking down on with those few extra thousand votes?

This Brother Qingshan must have some ability to be called Emperor Shan.

However, whether he is strong or not, you only know after fighting.

Just the name Emperor Shan couldn't scare him, Boss Ling.

After all, he had also been called Emperor Ling by others.

Therefore, Boss Ling decided that for this round, he would directly push Mier over ten million.

After Mier took the microphone, Boss Ling immediately gifted another 100 dragon soaring to the nine heavens.

[lv69 Linglingling gifted Mier dragon soaring to the nine heavens ×10 ... ×50 ... ×100] (3,000,000 diamonds)

With this 3 million added, Mier was less than a million away from breaking ten million.

The reason Boss Ling only added 3 million votes was because he thought, isn't there still a Brother Zhaocai in the Livestream Room?

This guy has a grudge against that Brother Qingshan, so he could just utilize him.

Just now, this Brother Zhaocai had directly added 1.2 million votes; if he followed up with votes again this round, Mier could break ten million directly.

If that Brother Zhaocai didn't follow up, Boss Ling would also fill in the missing votes at the last moment.

Although Boss Ling's plan was good, Brother Zhaocai was speechless when he saw that he had actually added another 3 million votes.

That Qingshan barely has any votes left in his pocket, isn't hitting this hard just pure insanity?

Brother Zhaocai sneered and decided to wait and see.

His money didn't come from the wind; since someone else was charging ahead, he didn't mind sitting back and enjoying the fruits of their labor.

Anyway, it's not like he hadn't contributed to hitting Qingshan; those 1.2 million votes were real money.

Mier, seeing that Boss Ling had added another 3 million votes for her, felt her little face turn red with excitement.

Seeing that her vote count was only a few hundred thousand away from breaking the ten-million mark, she became even more excited.

It's just that she was a bit too excited, and a sudden urge to urinate surged up.

"Ah~"

Mier clamped her legs together violently, forcing herself to hold back that urge.

But tears couldn't stop flowing down.

She couldn't care about that much anymore; covering her face, she ran off the stage.

Seeing Mier run off crying, the Host quickly spoke up to salvage the situation: "Family, please understand, Mier is just too excited. The young girl is a bit emotional. Let's let Mier calm down for a bit. Mier has already passed the microphone this round, so the remaining time will be handed over to Duorou..."

Mier's sudden situation caught Boss Ling off guard; he had been prepared to help Mier break the ten-million mark.

He didn't expect the girl to be so excited that she couldn't take it.

Boss Ling could only temporarily suppress the urge in his heart and patiently wait for Mier to calm down for a while.

Zhang Shan was also amused by this sudden situation; he had seen female streamers cry, but he had never seen one run off stage crying.

However, he could understand; after all, there was a 'water baby' lying right beside him.

When Miaomiao cried, she was fierce, like a water gun.

Zhang Shan could understand a streamer crying, but he couldn't quite understand this Boss Ling.

You say you've already spent 3 million, so what's the difference for the remaining few hundred thousand?

Wouldn't it be better to just break the ten million?

But then, on second thought, Zhang Shan understood.

Could this Boss Ling be waiting for Brother Zhaocai to fill in the gaps for him?

If that's really the case, then he couldn't let them have their wish.

Hehe, I have to say, this Mier ran off at just the right time.

Otherwise, they might have actually achieved the ten-million milestone.

Now, since it's Duorou's turn to solicit votes, don't even think about it.

Big Brother is going to kill the game right now.

[lv67 Qingshan gifted Duorou dragon-riding ranger ×10 ... ×20 ...]

Host Ergou: "It's here, it's here; the most handsome man in the Livestream Room has arrived. Thank you, Brother Qingshan, for the dragon-riding ranger.

Oh my god, it's already 100 hands, and Brother Qingshan is still clicking. This most handsome man is just too doting.

Oh my god, 200 hands, he is still clicking, still clicking, still clicking.

What? It's already 300 hands, and he hasn't stopped; he is still clicking!

Brothers, brothers, now, everyone stand up, get ready to welcome my Emperor Shan back to his throne!"

[lv67 Qingshan gifted Duorou dragon-riding ranger ×340] (10,200,000 diamonds)

[Congratulations, Qingshan just leveled up to lv68]

Host Ergou: "It stopped, it finally stopped, 340 hands, ten million votes! (Voice cracking)

Thank you, my Emperor Shan, for the ten-million-vote blessing to Duorou. Emperor Shan is domineering, Emperor Shan is awesome!

Brothers, type 'Welcome Emperor Shan' on the public screen for me!

Come on, everyone, welcome my Emperor Shan!"

[Welcome Emperor Shan!]

[The Emperor has arrived.]

[Emperor Shan is invincible!]

[When Emperor Shan goes on a campaign, not a blade of grass grows!]

[This is Emperor Shan: at the peak of the mountain, proud of the world, only my Emperor is the sky.]

[Welcome Emperor Shan ×666]

Seeing Zhang Shan cast ten million votes in a single round—Boss Ling's bewilderment, Duorou's excitement, the audience's thrill—these things need not be mentioned for now.

Let's just talk about Brother Zhaocai in the private room at the club; the previous second, he was still thinking about how satisfying it would be to stomp on this Qingshan later.

The next second, he was slapped across the face by ten million votes, a sound so crisp and loud.

Although Brother Zhaocai hadn't said a word in the Livestream Room, the moment he made his move, almost everyone knew he was there to take revenge on Brother Qingshan.

As a result, he had only added 40 hands in one round, while Brother Qingshan directly threw 340 hands in one round.

The gap between them was like a chasm, one that Brother Zhaocai couldn't accept.

But he was helpless, could only rage impotently, and took his anger out on the beauty beside him again.

The beauty who had just come back thinking everything was fine naturally became the target of his venting.

Nothing else, just practice makes perfect.