Qiaoqiao had just started her live broadcast, and the camera was still fixed on the mobile phone holder when the early audience heard Secretary Xiaozu's fierce words—
[You're back again?!]
[This is way too much! Didn't get a single pack last time because you intercepted it, and now you're back again?!]
[Tell me the truth, do you look down on me, broadcaster?!]
[Why does she get to intercept 50 packs? I want 50 too]
[Why is my money treated differently based on order? I don't care, I must buy it today!]
[Damn, is this what they call hunger marketing? Capitalists, you've won!]
[The live broadcast is titled 'Countryside Diary'? Might as well call it 'The Self-Cultivation of Leeks'!]
[Seeing two live broadcasts in one day made me laugh, but hearing this kind of talk makes me cry]
[I don't care! I must get it today! Drop the link, aaaah!]
[Put up that corn that's on presale for 365 days too! I'll buy! I have money now!]
