1207 New Friend (1/2)

Everyone was surprised that [Gluttonous Blue Fish] had suddenly showed up in Sihwa's livestream. She might have been moved by Sihwa's benevolence, and her sincerity in coming personally to apologize had spoken for itself. The fans didn't say anything too harsh to trouble her. They merely asked her to learn her lesson and fix her attitude, not give up, try harder, and come back again.

She seemed accepting of everyone's comments. Even if there was an occasional comment that was still angry about what had happened and was harsher with their words, she let it go it silently instead of trying to fend for herself.

The attitude that [Gluttonous Blue Fish] had surprised Sihwa—was this really the person who'd tried to throw her under the bus? She didn't seem like it.

Outside, Old Time Tea watched the whole event unfold from behind Zhang Zian, nodding approvingly. ”Feuds between two people are better untied than not. Zian, your suggestion was good. Sihwa has gained one more friend rather than another enemy. Of course, if [Gluttonous Blue Fish] is only apologizing on the surface but still holds hate in her heart, she won't be able to do much now anyway.”

Zhang Zian smiled. ”All this is thanks to your teaching, Old Time Tea.”

”What about the others?” Fina asked, not moving an inch.

”She's an example to deter the rest from playing the same tricks. The others have received their warnings and will be on their guard. It wouldn't be as easy to go and deal with them now…” Zhang Zian said. ”Besides, I don't think it's good for Sihwa to be in the spotlight so much. If we make so many enemies in such a short time, we might attract the attention of the super-streamers.”

Old Time Tea nodded. ”I agree. The person that stands out dies first. After this incident, Sihwa's name will be out there. We should try to lie low right now and use the chance to grow ourselves. We aren't looking for viral growth. She's still young, and she isn't a match for those long-running popular streamers.”

Vladimir agreed too. ”Sow our seeds, widen our horizons, and don't claim King! Even though I don't quite understand online streaming, that principle can be applied to all aspects of life! Sihwa should use peace and love as her guide to gather all the small streamers together and fight for the diversification of the streamer circle!”

Zhang Zian was silent. That seemed a little far-fetched, but it made sense.

There was not a single other streamer who'd stood up for her despite her trouble, and that meant that she had no other friends in the streamer circle. If they could use this opportunity to make some friends in the meantime, they could turn this bad period into a good one.

Using [Gluttonous Blue Fish] as the sacrificial lamb was a decision he'd made after ample thought.

Pi had given him a detailed list of the IDs and real names of the streamers who had bad-mouthed Sihwa, as wells as the details of the fans who had coerced other people or employed keyboard-warriors, listing everything carefully in the Word document. Anything that it thought might be useful was in there.

But it wasn't good to have too much information, either. It was messy. It was already a great feat that it had used one whole day to find out all of this. He hadn't expected it to organize all of it, too.

The question now was how to make use of the information that he had before him.

It would be stooping too low to just expose all of these people's chat logs and personal information, and it would just make a huge commotion that they couldn't control. The best way was to make a sacrificial lamb out of one of them.

After filtering through, he found out that the streamer [Gluttonous Blue Fish] was a more organized one. She had her things in their places at home. Everything had its own spot. Even the tissue box had a fixed location.

She had a series of habitual actions that she went through while she was streaming, like always placing her spare phone on the left while the main phone was on the right and always needing to check her messages while gaming. Her eyes would always drift toward the phone, whether it was a conscious action or not.