Everyone on the Internet Is My FanChapter 1

I did a livestreaming of fortune-telling, but was scolded by all netizens.

"Oh, the obscure actress is starting to adopt the persona of a Taoist priest."

"Go to hell. How dare you seduce my King."

Later, the haters in the live broadcast room were trembling with fear.

The Best-actor even rewarded me dozens of the 'carnival' bonus in my channel, "Thank you for saving my life."

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I was originally an 18th-tier unknown actress, but because I pinched the arm of a Best-Actor winner when filming, I got scolded by people on the internet.

There meant to be very few notices left, but now they were all cancelled. The worst thing was that I would get pelted with eggs if I was recognized on the street.

Looking at my empty wallet, I was planning to go back to my old ways. But few minutes after the live started, fans of the actor swarmed in and the comment section was instantly flooded.

"Bitch, who allowed you to pinch my King's arm?"

"Heh, here comes another overconfident woman daring seduce him."

"Go to hell, bitch!"

I ignored their words and straightened my robes. "I'm a fortune teller in Olympus. I know everything from astronomy and geography to hotel room numbers. False, no charging. Correct, three thousand."

The comment section went silent for a moment, but then more insults followed.

"Lol. She's starting to go for the Taoist persona. Are you planning to hire some online trolls to build up your persona, attract some fans, and then sell products through live streaming?"

"Sisters, let's report her!"

"Wow, even Taoist priests are doing live broadcasts these days."

"Yes, Master, please predict when I will become rich."

I shouted again, "If the prediction is not accurate, no charge. But if it is, you need to pay me three thousand. I studied from Olympus, and I will never cheat anyone. If you want to try, you can contact me."

After hearing the price, passersby in the live broadcast room who originally wanted to try it all backed off, except for one named "the Louis Family" who made a call.

As the person showed up, it was a plump middle-aged woman with bloodshot eyes and a haggard face.

I frowned, her forehead turned black, showing that a death threat lingered on her family line.

Before she could speak, I said, "Based on your face, I can tell someone in your family has had an accident, and it's a direct relative of yours."