I felt a pang in my nose, but now, I couldn't shed a single tear.

Meanwhile, the barrage of comments kept scrolling frantically.

【We're not here, buddy, to listen to your stories. We came to watch you splash paint live!】

【Splash the paint when are you going to splash the paint when are you going to splash the paint!】

【Does telling this story have anything to do with what you're going to do today? Stop dilly-dallying, get on with it!】

【Stop beating around the bush, I'm out.】

【Buddy, if you want to sell something, just say it. After you finish splashing the paint, I'll be the first to buy it!】

【It seemed promising before, but now this?】

【Don't you care about those people who look like they're dead asleep?】

【Something's off about this person, what does he really want to do with this live stream today?】

【gkdgkd!】

【Splash the paint splash the paint splash the paint splash the paint splash the paint!】

No matter how lively the barrage of comments was.

Xu Yiran continued to calmly narrate our story.

Although I didn't want to think this way.

But I couldn't shake the feeling that he might be up to something bad.