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Zizhou.
A high-end residential complex.
Midnight.
Qing Lan was live streaming in her study. The house she was currently in had been purchased with the compensation money she received. It was in a high-end, fully-furnished residential complex, priced similarly to her original one. She had paid in full, and it was move-in ready.
Ever since the load-bearing wall incident, she had clearly noticed a slight improvement in the attitude of her viewers. They used to be very harsh, picking on her for no reason. Now, however, they had started to tease her in more roundabout ways.
"Streamer, with your skills, you might as well say goodbye to gaming. My eighty-year-old grandma could play better than you."
"Yeah, well, not everyone can manage a 0-8-0 record, after all."
"What nonsense are you all talking about? If I scattered a handful of rice on my phone, even chickens would play better than the streamer."
