"You'd all much rather hear me say that tomorrow's Food Showcase will be stocked with a huge amount of food—"
[YES, YES, YES, YES!]
[You know us so well!]
[That's right, that's the best way to thank us!]
[? Is it for real?]
Jiang Qiuqiu blinked, neither confirming nor denying it.
[Juju, say something! My heart is pounding so hard it's about to fly out of my chest...]
[Waaaah, don't give us hope just to let us down!]
The bullet comments flew by with anxious pleas. Jiang Qiuqiu gave them a definitive answer. "It's true." Even though the bullet comments couldn't make a sound, the overwhelming tsunami of "Wow," "Oh my god," "AHHHH," and "That's amazing" felt like a roaring ovation.
Jiang Qiuqiu had been preparing for tomorrow's Food Showcase for a long time. She had been taking an extra three hours every day to cook more food and save it.
It was a way to give back to her fans, but it was also a little scheme of hers.
