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Ignoring everyone's surprise, Ma Yunteng continued tapping on his phone. He had already wasted more than ten minutes recharging and figuring out how to complete the task, so there was no time to pause now. Completing the task was the priority!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh…!

Another ten shots in a row.

However, this time the ten shots were fired in quick succession without any pause. After the ten shots, there wasn't even a 0.5-second delay before another ten shots were launched into the air!

Ten rockets were launched in quick succession, one after another, without end.

The crowd could no longer distinguish between the rocket's nose and tail, as the rockets had now formed a single column. Due to their tight alignment, the screen displayed a straight golden line.

At first, everyone was engrossed in counting the number of rockets, eager to know how many rockets this tycoon would ultimately send to the streamer, but later they stopped counting altogether.

It's not that I'm numb from counting, it's that I can't count anymore!

This rocket is so straight it's practically a line! How are we supposed to count them?!

It's impossible to count them all!!!

The rocket column lasted for a full five minutes before gradually stopping, and the number of viewers in the live stream had increased from 87 to 300,000! Because it was broadcast across the entire platform, all the viewers who saw the line of gold text clicked into Li Xiyue's live stream.

In just three minutes, the number of viewers jumped from double digits to 300,000, something that had never happened before since the Dou Niu live streaming platform was established.

Even popular celebrities like Chen Yifa and Feng Timo, and that guy who never cheats, all went through a slow growth process in popularity!

This is the first time that Li Xiyue has experienced such an explosive increase in popularity!

The sporadic bullet comments are no longer sporadic.

Instead, there were just indistinct snowflakes; there were too many comments on the screen, making it impossible to see anything!

It was a pure white expanse, indistinguishable from anything else!

Amidst this chaotic and dense barrage of comments, only one word could be vaguely discerned: "豪" (hao, meaning "arrogant" or "magnificent")!

"Take a break, take a break." Ma Yunteng tossed his phone aside, waved his hand in the air several times, then rubbed his right thumb, his lips twitching involuntarily: "My hand is so sore."

Ma Yunteng's hands were very sore because the Bullfighting Rocket could only launch a maximum of ten rockets in a row. In order to complete the task quickly, he had to keep tapping his phone, and now his fingers were extremely sore! He even felt like they were about to cramp up!

Since ancient times, there have been people whose hands ache from playing King of Glory, playing PUBG, doing homework, or counting money. And there is also a kind of indescribable hand ache that is hard to describe!

That is,

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My hands are aching from typing so much!

However, unlike the many ways mentioned above that make your hands ache, Ma Yunteng now wants to say that sending rockets on Dou Niu Live is also a thing that can make your hands ache!

As Ma Yunteng stopped sending rockets, the blank white comments in the live stream gradually dispersed, and the text on the comments finally became legible.

"Holy crap, I've seen people send planes to big streamers before, but this is the first time I've seen someone send rockets to a small streamer!"

"That rocket barrage must have lasted at least five minutes, right? That rich guy must have spent at least hundreds of thousands in that short time, right?"

"Hundreds of thousands? The person upstairs must have had their math taught by a PE teacher. Case closed, no arguments!"

"This is outrageously extravagant!"

"Is all of this a loss of conscience, a decline in morality, or a distortion of human nature?"

"Chen Duxiu, sit down!"

Looking at the comments from the onlookers, Ma Yunteng couldn't help but smile wryly. The Chinese onlookers really do have big heads. In a little while, he might be dragged into a moral examination!

Li Xiyue was so moved that tears streamed down her face.

The rockets were just sent in a straight line, and she didn't count how many rockets the other party sent, but she knew very well that after deducting the platform's earnings and taxes, she would still get at least a million yuan in commission!

She was completely dumbfounded.

He was so excited he couldn't speak.

Struggling to suppress his surprise, he typed a line on the public screen with trembling fingertips: "Excuse me, tycoon, is there anything I can do for you?"

Li Xiyue shyly fiddled with her hair, looking at the camera with emotion.

Everyone was eagerly awaiting a reply from China's No. 1 tycoon, who would also be the first to speak after spending a fortune in the live stream.

"Brother Hao!"

"Brother Hao!"

"Brother Hao!"

The barrage of comments started flashing in unison.

Seeing the eager anticipation of these people, Ma Yunteng picked up his phone, thought for a moment, and then lazily typed out a message.

"You can just sit there and eat fruit."

Eating fruit?!

Upon seeing this comment, Li Xiyue's bright eyes almost popped out of their sockets!