Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 2022 - 1766: Venting Anger (Part 3)

Of course, you also have to get a clear picture of the other person’s background, grab onto one or two weaknesses, and then say something seemingly plausible to guide them...

That’s right, take another look to understand better.

"Didn’t you say you’d snatched the grapes from the group owner’s relative? Why isn’t he promoting them? If he’s not promoting, how did he snatch them?"

Some members asked curiously in the group.

And Qiaoqiao is, indeed, not promoting them right now, isn’t he?

Promoting takes just a few sentences, and you can’t keep repeating the same thing.

Qiaoqiao doesn’t have the awareness of "people might come in at any time, might not understand the situation, and need someone to explain."

He only knows that he’s already said what needs to be said, and his sister has recorded the necessary livestream explanations before.

He has also shown everyone the orchard, and now his goal is to pick the biggest and plumpest bunch from these fruit trees in front of him.

"This one!"

He quickly settled on his target, holding that bunch of grapes with both hands and smiling brightly at the camera, "This is the biggest, right?"

"This is definitely A-level Fruit! I’m going to pick it for the kids now!"

So, so cute!

Such a pure and sunny puppy vibe!

Mature-minded girls find it hardest to resist.

Taking another look at this face full of sincere vibes, the draft for what they wanted to say quickly got overturned, deciding to choose a new angle.

Looking at the comments, none showing interest in the streamer’s unique charm and exceptionally attractive, smooth face, instead were calling out something—

[Mark the grapes, see which lucky person receives them]

[I want this bunch, I want this bunch! Qiaoqiao, I want this bunch]

[Hehe, I bought B-level Fruit, Qiaoqiao, help me pick a bunch, I want one you personally choose]

[Wow, this bunch actually seems pretty solid...]

[...]

What is this called?

This is called being on the wrong track!

Star-chasing girls clicked their tongues and shook their heads, thinking they could tell with one look whether the livestream had beauty filters turned on.

Taking another look at this sunny boy, his eyes so clean, his smile so contagious. Skin fair and seemingly flawless, hair not styled in a chaotic way,

and a transcendent head-to-shoulder ratio, height definitely not below 1.8 meters...

What is this? This is a rare, upright character in the entertainment industry!

Though they are fans, they must admit, nowadays people don’t look as good as the previous generation, many of those sensational stars have rough facial features, it’s hard to find one with a dignified and grand appearance!

So what’s the outcome?!

Someone with such natural advantages, surprisingly not discovered by talent scouts, instead, ending up here selling grapes?

How much can grapes sell for?

Everyone clicked the link, stayed silent while watching the data for a while, then went back to the group muttering:

"I, I think he’s doing quite successfully as a streamer..."

"Yeah, one hundred and fifty for a bunch of grapes, my goodness, that’s enough to buy a bottle of foundation endorsed by my idol!"

"Didn’t you see the sales figures? Just a few orders amount to tens of thousands, but wasn’t it said they’d start selling this afternoon?"

Everyone muttered, no one paying attention to criticizing him, instead their focus shifted elsewhere:

"Did you confirm it? There’s no beauty filter or leg elongation effects, how are his legs so long?"

"Yeah, yeah, his outfit is fresh, unlike some men..."

"On such a hot day, his cheeks are rosy, with a layer of sweat on his forehead, doesn’t he look even more adorable?"

"Oh my, even though he’s older than me, why does he feel so much like a younger brother? I just need such an obedient little brother."

"Isn’t anyone praising his looks? He’s handsome, really solidly handsome! No beauty filter, no makeup, no embellishment, just very clean!"

"Yeah, it’s like a sea salt lemon style fresh younger brother!!!"

The group owner drafted several messages, entered the group, and felt like the sky was about to collapse:

[Did you... Did you help me vent your frustration?]

Shallow!

How could an ordinary person compare to her idol? It’s nothing was exaggerated beauty filters in the livestream. She barged in indignantly.

Meanwhile, at the village head, the three sellers who had delegated the difficult task gathered together, awkwardly downloaded the app, registered an account, and stormed into Qiaoqiao’s livestream.

However, the few curse words they managed to type were directly flagged as prohibited by moderation, not showing at all.

They could only hope their niece, more skilled in the online world, could help.

The seller gritted his teeth, hoping to vent some frustration:

"You don’t know, my niece is so obsessed with star-chasing, at crucial moments, she managed to borrow 8 phones to operate simultaneously, reportedly making the data look splendid."

As he was speaking, his phone chimed, signaling a new voice message:

[Well...]

[Uncle, he looks like... I mean, he doesn’t look like someone who would snatch your business, right?]

[Is there some misunderstanding?]