The moment the male streamer said that, the viewers in his livestream immediately began stirring things up. Many of them even entered Wen Ruyu’s stream from his channel.

The comments filled with people shouting for Wen Ruyu to accept the PK.

Wen Ruyu neither grew angry nor annoyed. Seeing that the man could not understand plain words, he simply stopped bothering to communicate.

He decisively hung up the PK.

The male streamer on the other side: "…?"

The man stared at the screen that had returned to a single frame.

He froze.

He never expected that the other person would hang up on the PK.

This person actually dared to hang up on him?

Since when were people who stole photos and ran romance scams this arrogant?

The man did not know May Wealth Bloom.

But he knew that the person was a photo stealing scammer.

Just a few minutes earlier he had received a private message asking him to PK with May Wealth Bloom.

The message also claimed that this person stole photos to scam people online.

Normally he ignored such private messages.

He was not some righteous hero.

But the person had offered him something he could not refuse.

The message said that if he exposed May Wealth Bloom’s true identity or humiliated him during the PK, he would send one hundred Carnival Gifts.

One hundred Carnival Gifts.

Each Carnival Gift cost three thousand yuan.

One hundred meant three hundred thousand yuan.

Even if the platform took half, he would still receive one hundred and fifty thousand.

He might not earn that much even after streaming for three months.

As for whether the person might be lying, the man had never considered that possibility.

The sender’s tipping level was Level 75.

Level 75 was the highest tipping level on the platform.

Reaching it required spending at least tens of millions of yuan.

It was only a PK match.

Easy.

But the man truly had not expected that the other person would hang up immediately after he proposed the punishment.

The man laughed in anger and sent another PK request.

But…

The other side was already in another PK.

The man: "…"

He laughed again in irritation.

Then he adjusted his expression and spoke to his viewers.

"Everyone, the moment I asked him to turn on his camera he hung up on me."

"He’s probably a photo stealing scammer."

"To prevent more people from being deceived, let’s all go expose him together."

The viewers responded immediately.

They loved scenes like this.

"Let’s go, let’s go. Hurry."

"I knew this streamer was a scammer. He’s in the appearance category but never shows his face."

"I heard that if you want to see his face you have to send gifts and add him as a friend."

"I understand sending gifts to add someone, but he demands three Carnival Gifts just to add him. Even big streamers aren’t that outrageous."

"Has anyone actually added him? Is he really handsome?"

"Who would spend three Carnival Gifts on him? Probably no one ever has."

"He probably knows nobody will pay that much, so he acts fearless. As long as no one pays, no one can expose him."

"Stop talking and hurry up. I want to see what happens."

As they spoke, many viewers even sent gifts to urge the streamer to expose the fraud faster.

The man was very satisfied.

Without ending his own broadcast, he directly opened the livestream of May Wealth Bloom.

At that moment, May Wealth Bloom was already in a PK match with a female streamer.

The female streamer was singing while asking viewers to vote.

But Wen Ruyu’s side remained completely silent.

There was no voice at all.

Not even background music.

Only a flood of comments rushing across the screen.

Almost all of them were insults.

In fact the man did not even need to say anything.

When his PK request had been hung up earlier, many viewers had already rushed over.

Now the comments were filled with ugly insults.

A few loyal viewers tried to defend their streamer.

But they were far too few.

Their comments were drowned by the overwhelming stream of abuse.

The comments were almost entirely one sided.

Yet none of this affected Wen Ruyu.

He did not even glance at the comments.

He continued eating slowly and calmly.

Seeing that Wen Ruyu was still in a PK match, the man could only wait in the livestream.

He planned to challenge him again once the match ended.

The man had streamed for a long time.

But he had never seen a PK match like this.

The stream was eerily quiet.

No sound at all.

Listening closely…

There seemed to be some sound.

The man turned his volume to maximum.

Only then did he realize he had not imagined it.

There really was a sound.

It sounded like someone chewing food.

This person still had the mood to eat?

The man’s expression became strange.

But what surprised him even more was that Wen Ruyu kept eating for the entire duration of the PK match.

The man: "…"

He had to admit.

This person’s mentality was extremely stable.

The PK countdown quickly ended.

Because Wen Ruyu had not asked for votes and had not even spoken once, he naturally lost.

And it was a crushing defeat.

The original host’s followers were not particularly loyal to begin with.

When they saw the comments accusing the streamer of hanging up earlier because he was guilty, their attitudes had already begun to shift.

After all, they had never actually seen the streamer’s appearance.

Could he really be ugly?

If he were simply a singing streamer, appearance would not matter.

But he streamed in the appearance category.

If he were ugly while claiming to be handsome, that would practically be deception.

Even the remaining followers began to doubt him.

The female streamer on the other side was cute.

She did not get angry when Wen Ruyu refused to speak.

And after winning she did not mock him.

She did not even know what had happened in his livestream.

After the PK ended, she smiled sweetly.

"Sorry about that, streamer. Thanks for letting me win."

"According to the punishment, you need to sing a song."

The punishment they had agreed upon was simple.

Whoever lost would sing.

By now Wen Ruyu had eaten a little and his stomach no longer hurt as much.

He spoke slowly.

"What song do you want?"

That voice…

The female streamer froze instantly.

She was wearing headphones.

The voice sounded directly beside her ear.

Her heart skipped a beat.

Her eyes widened.

The comments in the livestream also stopped abruptly.

The entire stream suddenly fell silent.

The screen that had just been filled with comments became completely empty.

The viewers were no better than the female streamer.

Everyone froze.

How could someone’s voice sound this good?

The voice was cool and clear like polished jade, with a faint husky softness.

It hooked directly into the listener’s bones.

There was no deliberate seduction.

Yet every word scratched lightly against the heart.

Even the most decadent music could not compare.

Seeing that the female streamer had frozen, Wen Ruyu asked again softly.

"What song do you want?"

Only then did she recover.

Her face turned red.

"O one sided love… could you sing that?"

"I don’t know it."

Wen Ruyu answered directly.

She quickly suggested another song.

"Then… what about Dignity?"

"I don’t know that either."

If this situation had happened with someone else, the female streamer might have complained.

But now she had no such thought.

Afraid of disturbing something fragile, she asked softly.

"Then what songs do you know?"

Wen Ruyu thought for a moment.

"Can I sing SpongeBob?"

The female streamer had no objections.

She looked at the blank screen and smiled sweetly.

"That works."

With a voice like that, any song would sound good.

She began to look forward to it.

The voice began in the next moment.

There was no accompaniment.

Only that pleasant voice.

"Who lives in a pineapple under the sea."

"SpongeBob SquarePants."

"Absorbent and yellow and porous is he."

"SpongeBob SquarePants."

"If nautical nonsense is something you wish."

"SpongeBob SquarePants."

The female streamer: "…?"
The viewers in both livestreams: "…?"

"Wait, hold on. Is SpongeBob supposed to be like this? Isn’t it supposed to be ‘I like your cold attitude when facing my little tricks’?"

"Wait a second. This is not what I imagined."

"Honestly, I can’t argue with that. He really is singing SpongeBob."

"Even if it is SpongeBob, he isn’t singing. He’s clearly just reading."

Wen Ruyu really was just reading.

Like a student in high school called upon by a teacher to recite from memory.

There was no emotion.

No fluctuation.

Every word was pronounced with perfect clarity.

And yet, even so, his voice was astonishingly pleasant.

Because even a simple spoken line was more captivating than someone else’s carefully performed singing.

The sound alone made people’s bodies feel weak.

It stirred the imagination uncontrollably.

Even though they were separated by a livestream, the viewers unconsciously softened their breathing, afraid of disturbing this rare auditory feast.

"Damn it. How can someone make reading words sound this good? My heart is beating faster."

"It’s not that he reads well, it’s that his voice is good! That voice is seriously fucking good. Listening to it is making me hard."

"No wonder he’s a singing streamer. With a voice like that, how does he only have three thousand followers? That follower count doesn’t do his voice justice."

"Before hearing his voice, I honestly thought he didn’t deserve those followers. After hearing it, I think those followers don’t deserve him."

"I don’t care anymore. Even if he really steals photos, I’ll still follow him."

"Same here…"

Wen Ruyu ignored the comments entirely.

He calmly finished reading the lyrics.

Then he politely said, "Goodbye."

After that he disconnected the PK call.

The female streamer had still been immersed in the sound of his voice.

When the screen suddenly returned to her enlarged camera view, she froze.

Her lips parted slightly as she murmured almost unconsciously.

"How can someone’s voice sound this good…?"

Those words perfectly expressed what everyone was thinking.

How could someone’s voice sound this good?

Even the male streamer who had been waiting in the livestream was no exception.

He stared blankly at his screen for a long time without recovering.

For a moment he even thought that if someone had a voice like this, maybe being deceived would not be so bad.

No.

That was wrong.

Having a good voice did not excuse photo stealing scams.

And besides, that was one hundred and fifty thousand yuan.

He could not possibly give up one hundred and fifty thousand just because this person had a nice voice.

Chapter 4

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