Chapter 82: Protecting the Beloved Princess Qiaobiluo!

At this moment, although Bai Qingming had regained first place, his position was not secure. The wealthy accounts from the Divine Wealth Guild were still relentlessly pursuing him. After a fierce competition, Bai Qingming’s current score had soared to thirteen million, while the three new streamers from the Divine Wealth Guild each boasted scores of no less than ten million. Such numbers were unheard of—even established streamers rarely received so many gifts in just one night, let alone newcomers. As for the other new streamers ranked further down, none of them, even combined, could match Bai Qingming’s score.

Apart from the Divine Wealth Guild, the other guilds had already given up on showering their new streamers with money. Within the panel of judges, the operations manager of FishPlay looked at the leaderboard and his expression softened somewhat. In retrospect, approaching Bai Qingming for a contract had certainly been the right move. In terms of influence, Bai Qingming now rivaled the top streamers. More importantly, since this streaming room was officially sanctioned, all the gifts sent by guilds to boost their own streamers ended up in the platform’s coffers—none of the new streamers received a single cent. Of course, due to the special nature of his contract, Bai Qingming’s share would be delivered to him, not a penny less.

Because of this, the operations manager of FishPlay felt his mood improving as Bai Qingming appeared. Yet, seeing the current deadlock between the two sides, he realized he needed to take action. The next moment, he took out his phone and sent a text message. Soon, FishPlay began to move.

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Divine Dragon Guild group chat.

“Damn, my FishPlay account just got banned!”

“What’s going on? Mine too—I can’t send gifts anymore!”

“I’m locked out as well.”

In that instant, after receiving the operations manager’s message, the platform’s tech team swiftly banned the accounts the Divine Wealth Guild was using to send gifts to their streamers. Reading the chat, Chen Luo frowned. With a single glance, he understood everything that was happening. It was clear—FishPlay was intervening.

Truth be told, Chen Luo was surprised. He hadn’t expected this so-called Bachelor Godfather to inspire so many streamers to lavish gifts upon him, nor that the platform itself would quietly favor him.

“We need to find a way to dethrone this first place,” Chen Luo thought.

Just then, the panel’s turn to comment on Bai Qingming arrived. Without waiting for anyone else to speak, Chen Luo directly addressed FishPlay’s operations manager: “I believe this first place is suspect of cheating. He’s not a new streamer at all—he already has tens of millions of fans. Therefore, I request the panel exercise its final decision authority and cancel his score.”

As Chen Luo spoke, the barrage of comments suddenly fell silent.

The top streamers were speechless. Shameless—was he even qualified to use that word? The Divine Wealth Guild had blatantly thrown money around, yet they had the nerve to accuse others of lacking dignity? So, money now justified such righteous indignation? Eye-opening, truly eye-opening.

Before his screen, PDD was itching to reach through the internet and slap Chen Luo.

Yet, faced with Chen Luo’s words, the operations manager merely smiled, calm and collected. “I’m well aware he has tens of millions of fans, but Bai Qingming is a special guest for the Song Friends Gala. Also, the panel’s final authority requires unanimous agreement among all three judges. Even if I agree, you’d have to check with Feng Timo—will she agree?”

The Song Friends Gala was, in fact, designed to nurture new streamers. Bai Qingming’s participation was simply a crowd-drawing gimmick. Indeed, based on his fan count, he didn’t belong among the newcomers.

But so what? If I say he’s a special guest, then he is!

That’s the confidence of a platform. Like it or not, you have to accept it. If you can’t, then swallow it.

Chen Luo looked at Feng Timo, who blinked and shook her head.

Chen Luo was utterly resigned. Previously, he used his panel status to shield his own new streamers; now, the rules had turned and constrained him.

Meanwhile, viewers cheered in the comment barrage, feeling justice had been served.

Divine Wealth Guild group chat.

“Switch accounts, switch accounts!”

“Everyone, change accounts and send gifts—quickly!”

Someone urged. There were plenty of accounts—if one got banned, just swap to another. At most, it wasted some time.

At this moment, Chen Luo sent a message.

“Don’t bother. Let these three new streamers stay as they are—the top five scores are already decent. Any more would be a waste.

The Song Friends Gala isn’t over yet. Go ahead and switch accounts, but the next to perform is Qiao Biluo. When she takes the stage, don’t hold back—make sure she becomes number one. Is that clear?”

“Understood!”

“Got it!”

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For this Song Friends Gala, the Divine Wealth Guild had originally arranged five new female streamers. This Qiao Biluo was the only one yet to perform—and the only one whose videos hadn’t been leaked.

The reason? In real life, she was Chen Luo’s own younger sister.

A month and a half ago, under Chen Luo’s guidance, she entered the Divine Wealth Guild under the name “Princess Qiao Biluo.” From there, things became simpler.

Naturally, Chen Luo took extra care of his sister, using his vice-chairman status to secure her resources—having big streamers in the guild connect with her, regularly challenge her to PKs, and more.

Quickly, under these conditions, her sweet, childlike voice attracted a massive following. In just over a month, she had eighty or ninety thousand fans.

Such results left other new streamers envious. After all, none had her advantages.

Princess Qiao Biluo never showed her face during streams, always using a cartoon avatar to appear instead. But for her audience of fantasy-prone fans, she was surely a soft, pretty girl.

Thus, they often comforted themselves—no face reveal meant more room for imagination.

This time, Chen Luo had learned that the first place prize for the Song Friends Gala was worth twenty million in promotional resources.

With such valuable promotion, even a dog could go viral.

So, Chen Luo became selfish.

No matter what, he had to help his sister win first place—even at a loss.

After all, it was the group’s wealthy but foolish patrons footing the bill, not him.

Worst case, he’d arrange for more new female streamers to provide services to these patrons.

Thinking this, Chen Luo smiled.

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Meanwhile.

Seeing the three female streamers behind Bai Qingming’s score stop rising, PDD and others paused as well.

“Scared? Cowards? I’ll curse you, you silly melon peels, trying to fight us—slippery snakes!” PDD shouted in the comment barrage.

“Nice, very aggressive. Looks like I don’t even need to step in, haha.” Da Sima, delighted, sent out another hundred fish balls.

At that moment, Bai Qingming’s performance time ended, and the next streamer took the stage.

“Hello everyone, I am your Princess Qiao Biluo!”

A sweet, childlike voice rang out.

Instantly, all the male viewers in the stream shuddered uncontrollably, each giving a collective shiver.

Immediately, Chen Luo’s well-prepared army of fake accounts seized the moment and began steering the discussion.

“Protect the best Princess Qiao Biluo!”

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