51. The Herd Mentality

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She started livestreaming because she understood the immense potential of the streaming industry, but why were Chu Hao and Hailan risking so much to go live at this moment?

Recalling the message she’d just received, a warm current spread through her heart.

They did it so she wouldn’t have to fight alone, facing the doubts and pressure from the netizens by herself.

They had specifically come to support her.

Ji Fanxing silently thanked her two excellent partners.

Especially Hailan—unlike Chu Hao, who had a background in capital, Hailan came from an ordinary family. In some ways, her circumstances were even less favorable than Ji’s.

Yet she still chose to go live at this moment to help her. Though this was an official event, people’s prejudices wouldn’t be easily changed by that.

The comments from those seasoned viewers at the start of the stream were still vivid in her mind.

Thinking of this, Ji Fanxing couldn’t help but worry—would Hailan be harassed in the same way?

That couldn’t be allowed. The little sister under her protection mustn’t suffer any harm.

“Excuse me, I’ll be away for a moment, I’ll be right back,” she said, leaving this message behind as she took out her laptop and searched for Hailan’s streaming channel.

She saw Hailan standing at a distance, dancing to “Sea of Flowers,” earnestly avoiding the comments section.

Hailan hadn’t been learning dance for long, and as it was her first livestream, she was nervous, forcing herself through the routine, her steps already a bit tangled.

In Hailan’s stream, half the comments praised her dancing, while the other half were filled with vulgar remarks from those old regulars.

“What is this motherly dance, shake your hips!”

“Little sister’s first dance, your eyes should be more seductive.”

“Hey, I’ll say it again, you’re wearing too much. Like this, I can’t even be bothered to send a heart.”

Ji Fanxing’s face darkened as she looked at those greasy comments.

She pondered how to help Hailan, lest the introverted girl be scarred by the experience.

Fortunately, the trolls earlier had only targeted her; no one in Hailan’s comments was inciting moral attacks.

At this moment, Hailan’s stream was evenly divided between positive and negative comments.

In a crowded space, the herd effect easily takes hold; so many negative comments stem from the toxic streaming environment, not from the people themselves.

If the right guidance appears and a wave of positive energy emerges, those posting negative comments will be swept along...

She could channel traffic to Hailan’s stream and dilute those vulgar remarks.

When she returned to the camera, her expression was calm as ever.

There were still thirty thousand viewers in her stream; Ji Fanxing graciously showed her laptop on screen.

“Let me introduce you all—this is Hailan, the runner-up of ‘King of Songs’ and my partner. Right now, she’s dancing the routine from our ‘Sea of Flowers’ performance.”

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“Everyone, please support her—could you go and give her a like?”

“As an exchange, I’ll sing whatever you want later.”

If you want others to do as you ask, you must give them something in return. This group of viewers had been drawn by her singing, so naturally she could promise them songs.

The audience was astonished—what streamer doesn’t try to pull fans into their own channel? It was the first time they’d seen someone pushing viewers elsewhere.

Was this the confidence of a celebrity?

But hearing that Hailan was dancing the “Sea of Flowers” routine, many took an interest. They hadn’t had enough of her singing earlier, and now they could indulge again.

Soon, nearly ten thousand viewers streamed into Hailan’s channel.

Meanwhile, Hailan finished her dance and braced herself to interact with the netizens.

Though she had prepared herself mentally, the tone of the stream far exceeded her expectations.

Those bizarre comments made her uncomfortable.

Even so, Hailan refused to shrink away because she knew Fanxing was also livestreaming.

Since Ji Fanxing’s stream had been officially announced, rumors began to swirl, and Hailan had repeatedly heard other contestants bad-mouthing her.

They even blamed Fanxing’s livestream for ruining their prospects.

She even saw a contestant named Ye Yu secretly urging her fans to disrupt Fanxing’s stream.

It made no sense. The livestream event was an official collaboration, arranged by the production team; Ji Fanxing was merely participating as expected.

Moreover, “King of Songs” owed much of its current fame and their fan bases to Fanxing’s music.

She knew Ji Fanxing would never harm others for selfish gain.

After failing the second round, she herself had been deeply discouraged.

But during the “Sea of Flowers” stage rehearsals, Ji Fanxing took her to shoot commercials, taught her to dance, and showed her how to confidently present herself...

A selfish person would never do such things.

Ji Fanxing was both mentor and friend; Hailan didn’t know how to help her, so she could only stand up as the runner-up of “King of Songs.”

“Do you all like this dance?” Hailan asked the viewers.

She’d expected to face more vulgar comments.

But suddenly, the tone of the comments changed entirely.

“You danced wonderfully!”

“So beautiful, applause!”

“So this is Miss Hailan—so pretty!”

Hailan stared in astonishment at the suddenly transformed comment section, her demeanor relaxing considerably.

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“Thank you all.”

“Thank you all.”

Meanwhile, Ji Fanxing sincerely thanked everyone.

The herd effect was already in play; barring unforeseen circumstances, with Hailan’s abilities, the comment environment in her stream would remain positive.

She picked up her guitar and said, “Now it’s song request time—what would you like to hear?”

“I want to hear ‘Little Love Song’!”

“Could you sing Master Fang’s ‘Escape from Fate’? Do you have the rights? If not, I’d be willing to buy a single-use license for you.”

“As long as you sing, I’ll enjoy anything!”

“Could you sing a positive song about wings? I want my daughter to listen to it…”

Most comments in the public chat were song requests, but one stood out. It didn’t specify a song, only a theme.

This novel way of requesting a song quickly got everyone talking.

“About wings? Is it Song Qing’s ‘Angel Wings’? But Song Qing is on Flying Fish Live, so it’s unlikely the rights are available here.”

“No, no! That’s not it!!”

The commenter reacted strongly upon hearing that song title.

“My daughter listened to that song and now wants to be an angel, refusing treatment…”

“Your daughter refuses treatment?! What’s going on?”

“Hey, isn’t this ID the influencer ‘Angel Mom’? What happened to Yangyang? She seemed fine in the last video!”

Soon, the song requester’s identity was recognized.

She was a parenting blogger whose daughter Yangyang had been adorable since childhood, winning many fans.

Sadly, Yangyang suffered a sudden illness five years ago. Though she was saved, she was left with complications and the risk of recurrence.

For three years, “Angel Mom” had regularly shared Yangyang’s treatment process on social platforms.

It was all to educate people about Yangyang’s rare disease, “Type I Destruction Syndrome.”

Everyone watched as the once plump, cute girl was tormented by illness, their hearts aching with sympathy.

“Such a pitiful little girl. Isn’t the streamer really talented? Why not compose a song about wings right now to encourage her?”

Someone suddenly left this comment in the chat.