Ning An's Wild Wish System

She dresses up so nicely every day, besides making money from live streaming, isn’t it just to hear people praise her?

Cheng Ziruo laughed and said, "Alright, alright, the usual rules, does anyone have a song they want to hear? Just type it on the public screen, and the host will sing it when she sees it. Gifts can jump the queue!"

As expected, various kinds of gifts flew across the live streaming room instantly.

Picking a song from the user who gave the most expensive gift, Cheng Ziruo cleared her throat and started singing sweetly.

As per usual, she lets her viewers choose songs, sings for an hour, then randomly connects with fans, which lasts for over three hours altogether.

Her sweet singing quickly brought the song request stage to an end.

"Thank you to Dragon Battle in the Wild, brother, for the sports car, kisses."

"Thank you to Gu Zhenren, brother, for the portal, hugs."

"..."

After thanking everyone, it was time for fans to connect and sing.

As usual, most of those connecting are male fans, and the songs they sing are either military songs or those passionate and bold ones.

As for why, those who understand know.

Sure enough, after two songs, Cheng Ziruo’s face turned red, struggling to adjust her pitch, making her unbelievably adorable!

Finally, when the person she was connected to ended, the next was another who sang loud and proud.

Moreover, unlike typical singing, this song was especially torturous to her.

"Devoted Service to the Country!"

It’s safe to say, not only is this song long, but every line is high-pitched, making it as hated as grandma’s foot-binding cloth!

After these two connections, Cheng Ziruo’s voice was nearly spent.

She hurriedly signaled her assistant to connect her to a female fan next.

A couple more military songs, and the moderators wouldn’t need to come, just listening would satisfy them.

Soon, the next fan connected, a young little girl.

She requested a song about planting flowers in a garden, the one with the digging theme.

"Sister, I like listening to this, can you sing it for me?"

Cheng Ziruo took a sip of water, then smiled and made a bunny gesture at the screen, saying, "Of course, sister is really good at singing this."

Just as she cleared her throat, ready to sing this song, the lights around her suddenly dimmed, and the network was lost instantly.

Cheng Ziruo looked up blankly, just wanting to see what was happening, when everything returned to normal.

Because the incident was sudden and quick, most of the viewers in the live streaming room just thought their network lagged and didn’t notice anything unusual.

Only a few viewers reacted and playfully teased Cheng Ziruo.

"Chengzi, at least you’re a sort of internet celebrity. Not saying how much you earn, you should at least be able to rent a decent place!"

"Yeah, this looks like old wiring. In such old communities, who knows what safety hazards exist."

"I’ve got an empty villa here, Chengzi, if you want, you can move right in and safety is guaranteed!"

"..."

Looking at the viewers who seemed concerned but actually had their own calculations, Cheng Ziruo felt almost nauseous.

But she still had to act as if nothing happened, smiling and saying, "That’s not possible, earning money and spending it myself feels more secure."

"If you really want to take care of me, brothers, then give Chengzi more gifts, then she’ll be able to rent a nice place."

She sighed, if it weren’t for the pressures of life, who would want to make streaming their job?

After singing the garden song for the little girl, she quickly connected to the next person.

The connection was made quickly, but strangely, even though it was successful, there was no sound coming through.

Cheng Ziruo didn’t press on, gently saying:

"Sweetie, are you still there? If there’s a network issue, we can disconnect momentarily and adjust the connection."

A complicated and piercing noise came through the microphone, akin to scratching on a chalkboard, a harsh screech.

Cheng Ziruo was a bit puzzled: "Sweetie, is your network lagging?"

From the other end of the microphone, apart from an ambiguous noise, no words came through.

The viewers couldn’t take it anymore.

"Seriously, dude who connected, if your network is bad, just disconnect, don’t waste our time, okay?"

"Exactly, there’re six thousand people in the live streaming room, you’re wasting one minute, total that’s six thousand minutes, a hundred hours!"

"Host, I think he might be stuck unable to disconnect, why not disconnect from your end, I have a good network, connect me instead."

"..."

Cheng Ziruo waited for a while but still no response came from the other side.

"Sweetie, if you don’t speak soon, I’ll have to hang up."

Scritch, scritch, scritch...

The sharp sounds were like nails being hammered into everyone’s heart.

Cheng Ziruo frowned, a bit irritated:

"Sweetie, I’m really hanging up..."

"It hurts..."

In an instant, the unbearably piercing noise disappeared, replaced by a groaning sound.