The female supporting role who passed through time was poisoned again

Chapter 37 The Chubby Revolution 3
Zihua opened the refrigerator again and took out the pudding and fresh cream inside.

The orange and transparent pudding exuded an alluring milky aroma. She poked it with a spoon and spread a thick layer of cream on it, then scooped a whole spoonful of pudding and cream into her mouth.

The soft and bouncy taste made her eat three puddings before stopping. After she finished, she stretched her claws to the wheel bread in the corner, and sat down in front of the computer when she was full.

During this period, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room increased instead of decreasing, and now there are 1.1 people. This was something she never expected.

She put her headphones back on and turned off the music.

"Okay, I'm back now, do you have any songs you want to hear?"

With just one sentence, the live broadcast room was flooded with various gifts.

The willow tip on the moon presents anchor coffee coupons × 10
If you have a little star on your head, you will receive a host coffee coupon x 20
The anchor is given a milk and salt cake × 1
……

Zihua didn't panic and thanked everyone for the gifts very quickly.

This wave of operations caused the barrage to heat up again.

Yueshang Liushao: Wow, (òó) is the speaking speed of the live singing so fast?
Hello everyone: Coming from next door, the voice of the anchor is really nice, clear and ethereal, I like it (づ●─●)づ.

There is a little star on the head: the big voice is really nice, if it wasn't for smelling farts, I almost missed you.

There is a moon on my head: Upstairs, you are enough, come here after smelling farts 23333
I want to sleep: Should the host consider singing and rapping?

Don't listen to the upstairs: don't sing the rap, sing a lyric song!I just broke up with my boyfriend today (ω).

……

Zihua thanked the gift while flipping through the message.Just when the words 'Don't listen to the opening banquet upstairs' appeared on the screen, she turned to that person's message.

The platform she is currently live broadcasting is called Coffee Live. Those who subscribe to the banquet can enjoy privileges such as avatar plus special effects, special effects and gift discounts for posting barrage. 100000 coffee tickets are equivalent to one red ticket.

Speaking of which, this platform has two kinds of fan privileges: VIP and Banquet. It takes 298000 coffee tickets to open VIP, and 200000 coffee tickets to open Banquet.Very sad, this audience is her first banquet since the broadcast started.

To this end, Zihua sang several ballads in succession, some were brisk, some were disappointing, and some were plain.

In this way, until she downloaded the broadcast, three of them had opened the banquet, and there were more small gifts.

When she settles her wages, she gets a [-]-[-] share with the platform. Calculated in this way, what she earned in the past four hours is just enough for her to go out and buy [-] pork chop rice, which can keep her in the middle of the day. It's okay to be full!
It’s a good start!

Continuing this time of attracting fans, by the time she finished broadcasting on Sunday, she had already gained 1.2 fans, plus the previous ones, she can be regarded as a person with 2.1 fans.

Although compared to the 175.8 million at the superstar level, even if she multiplied this by ten, she would not even be able to reach the number of viewers of others, but she was already very content.

So when she discovered that Jin's father secretly registered an account to give her expensive gifts in an attempt to increase her popularity, she stopped it with one click by rejecting the gifts.

For her, why not give his money to her directly? The wool comes from the sheep, and in the end she has to pay [-]-[-] to the platform, which is not cost-effective.

Afterwards, Jin's father didn't admit that he was buying gifts for her. Hearing her analysis, the whole person suddenly felt bad, as if his money was being given to others for nothing, and he suffered bitterly and hated all night. .

Seeing this, Jin Mu gave him another period of comfort, which made him stop worrying about this matter.

On Monday morning, Zihua still walked to school.

Perhaps the first two worlds have been busy deploying this and deploying that, and when they come to this world of youth and pure love, where there is no need to fight and kill, Zihua feels much more relaxed, and even walks to the classroom at a brisk pace of.

But the plot of this world doesn't abuse her?
Weird.

She is the only female supporting role in this world of pure love, and the happiness of the hero and heroine must be set off by her misery.

No, as soon as she walked to the door of the classroom, she was about to start torturing her again this early in the morning.

In the open space on the podium.

"Zhu Xing, did I just say something to you? Is it necessary to hit someone?"

The person who spoke was a boy with a height of 1.7 meters and a thin body.

Zihua knew him, his name was Sun Quanli, but he was not very polite to others, he had a very poisonous mouth, and liked to mock others, but his strength was not as strong as others, so he would only get beaten if he angered others.

Jin Zihua was also often the target of his ridicule, but she never hit him back. In her perception, beating someone was wrong, which made Sun Quanli often laugh at her for being fat.

But the burly boy he provoked today named Zhu Xing is not as weak as her, he is practicing Taekwondo.

Hearing Sun Quanli's indecent words, Zhu Xing gasped heavily, rolled up his sleeves and was about to step forward and hit him.

Seeing this, the classmates next to him immediately stopped him.

Being held back, Zhu Xing was out of breath, his swarthy face was flushed with suffocation, and when he opened his mouth, saliva flew everywhere.

"Sun Quanli, you are so mean. How do I look like Jin Zihua? She weighs 85 kilograms, but I only weigh 75 kilograms. That looks like her. Tell me! How do you look like her?"

Sun Quanli didn't expect Zhu Xing to be so excited because of his own joke, he touched his face, and then wiped his hand on Zhu Xing's protruding belly with a look of disgust.

Seeing this, Zhu Xing became even more agitated, and angrily wanted to step forward to beat him up. A few classmates didn't hold him down for a while, and let his elbow hit Sun Quanli's face before barely stopping him.

Sun Quanli will be honest now, he covered his left face, his neck shrunk a little in fright, his eyes dangled in all directions, he looked like he wanted to look up at Zhu Xing but didn't dare to look at him, he only managed to hold back such a sentence for a long time talk.

"It's just a joke with you, do you need to be so serious? It's okay to say sorry to the head office!"

It was just a few verbal disputes, Zhu Xing saw that he was as timid as a mouse, and also heard that he was finally willing to apologize, most of the anger in his heart went down.

He snorted coldly, shook off the hands that were holding him, and slammed Sun Quanli's shoulder hard, before walking back to his seat arrogantly.

The quarrel between the two ended there, and the students who had gathered around to watch the fun also dispersed.

The whole farce seemed to have nothing to do with Zihua, but as a bargaining chip for their jokes, she was the one who was hurt the most.

No one likes to be a bad example to others and be compared to them for no reason.

It's a pity that no one will notice this, and no one will stand up and help her say that Sun Quanli is wrong.

So when Zihua stepped into the classroom with her schoolbag on her back, they all stared at her with expressions like they were watching a show, wondering how she would react to Zhu Xing's anger at being said to look like her, and how embarrassed her expression would be.

(End of this chapter)