1202 Chapter 1202 Malice (1/2)
[Gluttonous Blue Fish], on facing the questioning and scolding of the audience, had sweaty palms, and she gritted her teeth, not letting her expression become ugly.
Her eyes flickered and she racked her brains to think. What went wrong? Who sold me out? Why do these people know?
Recently, her popularity in the live broadcasting room had declined dramatically, making her more and more anxious. She was a full-time anchor and had no other work or income. She just relied on audience gifts to support herself and maintain a decent lifestyle. A decline in popularity meant that her income was declining.
She did not reflect on whether she was too old-fashioned in dress, not funny enough when she spoke, or needed to improve her skills. She unilaterally blamed other anchors for stealing her popularity.
As for her face and body, there were beauty cameras anyway. If she became fat, she just needed to adjust it higher. Did it matter?
On the day of Sihwa's live broadcasting, she was also broadcasting live, but she watched the popularity of her room drop rapidly until the freezing point. The fans who often came to support her left her broadcasting room to watch Sihwa's broadcasting room. Some of them never come back, including several room managers who had rewarded her with many gifts.
Even the signed anchors' group on the platform was stirred up. Everyone was talking about this girl named Sihwa.
She had never heard of Sihwa before. She thought it was the live broadcasting platform that started a new round of a movement to build a next popular broadcaster. While she was envious, she also lamented that she did not have such good luck.
Anyway, there were only two or three kittens left in her broadcasting room. She simply shut down the live broadcasting out of curiosity and went to Sihwa's broadcasting room to explore.
Seeing Sihwa at first glance, she was not concerned about Sihwa's rescue action, but about Sihwa's face and figure. She knew immediately that she was not on the same level as her.
Women tended to look at women more poisonously and harshly than men—whether there was makeup, whether there was a beauty camera, whether there was cosmetic surgery. In fact, there were traces to follow, unlike men, who were only concerned with what they saw, seeing a popular broadcaster who had gone through a lot of plastic surgery and could still shout out that she was the goddess of the guys who stayed at home.
No matter how close she got to the screen, she couldn't find any flaws in Sihwa's face, nor any traces of makeup, beauty, or cosmetology. It was like a lotus coming out of clear water, carved by nature.
She lowered her head, squeezed the three layers of fat on her stomach, and felt the thick foundation on her face. The jealous flames burned her heart.
She thought maliciously, This coquettish girl has a certain beauty. Maybe she had already done the casting couch with the high-level executives of the platform early on!
What saving people? She's probably just faking it! The funny thing is that so many people are supporting her!
She could not stand looking at it anymore, and she angrily left the live broadcast room, still angry and unable to calm down.
What right did she have to be able to be chased by people because she was beautiful?
She couldn't stand the torment of jealousy. She wanted to divert her attention. She opened her QQ and WeChat and saw that the small group she had set up was also talking about it.