Ji Ba saw that the majority of the barrage comments had shifted, and he quickly turned off the camera and ended the stream. All he could think was, "Done for."
He should have known better than to film them, knowing the purpose of the feather duster Sister Qiao had brought.
"Sister Qiao, I'm sorry, I was live streaming just now. I didn't know you were…" going to discipline the artist.
"Hmm, what happened?" Sang Qiao tossed the feather duster aside, completely oblivious to the issue.
The middle-aged woman was more cautious. She immediately took out her phone to go online and sure enough, trending all over the place was the news that Sang Qiao hit her artist because she was dissatisfied with his ranking.
Even the screen recordings were there.
Less than a minute had passed, and it had already blown up. The extent of Sister Qiao's influence was clear.
