Three days later, at six in the morning, Wen Ying got up for her morning run.
Morning runs on this street were quite rare. Some shops opened early, and when they saw Wen Ying, they greeted her and realized she was Grandma Wen's granddaughter.
After finishing her morning run at seven, she washed up and had breakfast. She read for an hour until ten, and only then did Wen Ying start her live stream.
The streamer is finally live! I've been waiting so long! But the streamer's face is really good-looking, it's worth the wait!
The broadcast had been on for less than ten minutes, and there were already more than 8,300 people online.
"Pure passerby, so is this beautiful lady the streamer who helped the milk tea girl get rid of the scumbag?"
"The psychologist must be fake, right? I think the streamer is better suited for fortune-telling!"
"Welcome, patients, to my live stream. I am Dr. Wen Ying, a psychologist. Please call me Dr. Wen. I only treat illnesses, I don't tell fortunes."
Rose Milk Tea tipped a rocket*1
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Rose Milk Tea rewarded with 10 rockets
A single rocket costs a thousand, ten rockets cost ten thousand. When the viewers saw the screen flooded, they instantly understood that the main attraction of the trending topic had arrived!
Rose Milk Tea: "Dr. Wen, I'm here to thank you. This small gift is a token of my appreciation."
Afterward, Rose Milk Tea explained everything to Wen Ying. The two had already divorced, and the lawyer had recovered eighty percent of her parents' compensation. The remaining twenty percent had already been spent by Milk Tea's husband.
Although it was trending, out of courtesy, Nai Cha felt she should inform Wen Ying.
"Dr. Wen, don't worry. I will never be a love-struck fool again! The right path for a woman is to focus on her career and love herself!"
After Rose Milk Tea left, Wen Ying remembered the important matter, "If any patients want a consultation, just connect directly. There are only two slots available today."
As soon as the words were spoken, invitations to join the voice chat poured in incessantly.
Wen Ying casually agreed to one of them, and a man who appeared to be in his thirties showed up on the screen, with the nickname [Brother Zhu Loves Food].
The moment the connection was made, the other party sent a rocket as a tip.
"Hello, host. I am also a host, but perhaps not as famous as you."
Zhu Ge smiled as he looked at the screen. He was a newcomer in the mukbang scene, having been in the industry for half a year, and had just over three thousand followers.
These days, it's really too hard to become famous!
And this Wen Ying attracted tens of thousands of followers with just one live broadcast, and now the number of people online has reached twenty-eight thousand!
Isn't this a perfect opportunity?
"Please have patient Zhu call me Dr. Wen. Anyone who doesn't address me as Dr. Wen after connecting will have their appointment canceled."
Wen Ying looked at the camera with a serious expression.
She understood what these people were thinking, but if she didn't stream under the title of a psychologist, that damn system wouldn't acknowledge her reputation points and rewards!
Hearing Wen Ying's words, the person felt disdain in their heart but awkwardly apologized on the surface, "Sorry, Dr. Wen, it's really just a professional habit."
"There's no need to apologize, fellow patient. I could hear your scheming all the way from abroad! Aren't you just trying to ride on Dr. Wen's popularity?"
"Fellow patients, hahaha, that's the spirit!"
"Who doesn't know that everyone in Dr. Wen's livestream is a patient?"
"Oh no, I accidentally got sick!"
The man, having been exposed, seemed not to feel any embarrassment; instead, he openly admitted it.
"I do indeed want to take advantage of this momentum to advertise myself. Everyone, please follow Brother Zhu. Brother Zhu will definitely not let you down!"
Wen Ying looked at the man so eager to advertise and couldn't help but sigh, "Mr. Zhu, don't be in such a hurry. Since you've come to my live stream, it means we are fated to meet. You've already spent the money for the consultation, so let me help you with your psychological issues."
Zhu Ge was a bit dumbfounded. He had explained it so clearly—it was just spending money to advertise. Why was this person still so addicted to acting?