Chapter 70: Caught Watching Livestream

Jiang Qiuqiu ended her livestream quickly, again and the new fans, unable to interact in the barrage, rushed to “Jiang Jiujiu’s Little Forum.”

Originally a relatively niche and private Forum, it suddenly saw an explosive increase in members.

Almost every refresh on the homepage brought a wave of posts.

[Can someone tell me about Jiang Jiujiu? Today’s new fans, lured in by the spicy blood stew, I checked out the dishes she made before… what kind of flavors are they, I’m curious!!!”

[Urgent! Does anyone know the information of this new streamer?”

[Anyone want to discuss the post-meal feelings? This spiciness is so addictive—]

Some jumped into the pit, and some replied.

Some sought out Jiang Qiuqiu’s past and awaited her return tomorrow.

This little Forum suddenly flourished.

There were also those who hadn’t secured a spot and jumped in to idle around.

Sometimes, people were like this. Even if they hadn’t truly experienced something themselves, when they heard others praise it so much, they still harbored doubts.

Especially when there were so many supporters, it would feel—strange.

Especially strange.

They voiced their doubts in the Forum, and then both sides revisited the argument from a long time ago. One side believed that Jiang Jiujiu was nothing special, while the other side stated that if she wasn’t anything special, then there was no one in the entire Federal who was.

Once they brought up the entire Federation, the conversation drifted off-topic.

With so many people, a few small administrators were simply not enough.

Behind the scenes of the Forum, Ming Mei frowned.

The matter of recruiting a few dedicated fans as Forum moderators—needed to be prioritized.

Relying solely on her own efforts to maintain this place was too difficult.

As an early fan of Jiang Qiuqiu, a staunch supporter, and a veteran figure, along with a long list of titles and badges, Terry was the first to receive an invitation from Ming Mei.

He smiled so wide that his entire being seemed to jump up!

To be a moderator! A moderator! He was going to be a moderator!

Jiujiu’s development was getting better and better now, who knows, maybe she’ll become popular in the future, and then maybe she’ll hold offline meet-ups, and then—

Wouldn’t he be able to see the living Jiujiu then! And taste the dishes she made herself!

He could place orders, eat this and that, simultaneously enjoy rice noodle rolls, braised pork, fried pork chops, and the premium version of roasted duck—

Unable to contain his excitement, Terry immediately accepted Ming Mei’s invitation.

Then he shared this news with his fellow Jiang Jiujiu fans, Qiu Dao and Chang Bei.

[Terry: Hahaha! I became a moderator, I’m closer to her than you guys now!]

[Terry: Maybe there will be moderator perks in the future, eating, eating, eating! Priority tasting rights!]

[Chang Bei: Why did they only ask you and not me?!]

[Terry: Hmph, disdainful cat / Who told you to always find fault, eat a lot and talk a lot!!]

[Chang Bei: Even if I can’t, why not Qiu Dao!!!]

[Qiu Dao:… I haven’t said a any words at all, so of course I can’t.]

[Qiu Dao: But to be honest, I’m envious. Terry, don’t forget your roots when you become rich. ]

Terry showed off in the group.

Chang Bei and Qiu Dao were both staring at the terminal at the entrance of the training room.

Suddenly, a shadow loomed over them.

They subconsciously looked up and saw the expressionless Mo Si.

“General!”

“Are you… watching that livestream?”