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Not bad indeed.

Mo Huaifeng ignored that bit of discomfort in his heart that came from somewhere he didn't know and continued eating.

Ji Zhiyao finished replying to that private message and put down his phone, while eating he was still pondering what exactly he should post as a benefit for five million fans.

Previously for his three million and four million mark he had posted videos of games, however, the things that his fans usually watched on his livestream were the same things too, hence there were some complaints of being unsatisfied. Therefore, for five million, Ji Zhiyao had planned long ago to have something new, to save himself from being complained by his fans.

Just that he hadn't thought that five million would come so unexpectedly, he hadn't thought of a reward for fans, simply terrible.

If not, what about posting ugly photos?

Would photos make visual-obsessed fans leave him?