The Bankrupt Heiress Is The Superstar

The PK started, and the screens on both sides suddenly brightened and dimmed.

The dim one was the "Beautiful World" livestreaming room, where the camera was covered, leaving only Meng Keer's gentle and contrived voice, "No girl can stand having the process of going from beauty to plain seen by someone she cares about, so babies, just be patient..."

Looking at the other side, the fans fell silent.

In the Honghuang top beauty's livestreaming room, everything was as usual.

The pig head mask was gone, the dreamlike tablecloth was about to fall off her shoulder, and Ye Wan quickly wiped her face clean with a makeup remover wipe from collarbone to above lips.

"First the foundation, pat pat pat... Then, the eye makeup is key, because Westerners have deeper eye sockets, so it takes more effort... Finally, I need to contour to make the features stand out a bit more."

"And then the hair needs some work... No, this tablecloth is too fresh and not cool enough. Wait for me a bit, guys..."

...

Knowing their goddess often had quirky tactics, the fans were still stunned when they saw Ye Wan turn around and rip down the shower curtain with a "swoosh!"

"Wanwan baby, won't your parents break your hand tomorrow morning?"

"Goddess, how can you be so violent??? Leave such things to us, just order and I'll do it!!"

"Heh, the opponent is undoubtedly an ugly woman! Can't make a living out of good looks, is she planning to stand out by taking the strongwoman route?"

As soon as the words were spoken, they heard Ye Wan say, "I'm ready!"

???

She's ready?

In front of the makeup mirror, Meng Keer's hand shook, and she drew her eyebrow crooked.

Looking at the time, only a little over ten minutes had passed. She was done with her makeup already?

On one hand, she felt the other party had come prepared and were now extremely confident.

On the other hand, she also felt Ye Wan had given up and was deliberately releasing a smoke bomb to mislead her own side.

"Fuguang, are you ready?"

"Fuguang will win!"

"Fuguang, charge!!!"

Glancing at the screen full of bullet comments, Meng Keer took a deep breath and said gently, "Good things take time, everyone just wait patiently..."

In the Honghuang top beauty's livestreaming room, one could vaguely see an exquisite chin and a few strands of hair dangling over a sexy collarbone.

Ye Wan, propping up her cheek, knocked on the countertop from sheer boredom, then said somewhat listlessly, "How about I sing a song to liven things up?"

Completely forgetting that the millions of fans in "Beautiful World" livestreaming room could also see her actions, Ye Wan started singing softly with the music playing.

From popular Douyin hits to top chart new songs, from Cantonese and English to Minnan dialect, Ye Wan sang one song after another.

In the Honghuang top beauty's livestreaming room, the fans were already used to such scenes.

On the other side, the screenful of question marks gradually turned into exclamation points.

...

"Here I am waiting for you, to come with the wind adorned with stars and moons,

Here I have buried strong liquor, waiting for your story to begin,

Through thousands upon thousands, lights dim and you're often away,

Going through highs and lows, with time the black hair turns white.

Waiting for you in the red dust, outside the hustle and bustle so high,

Gathering the stars into my arms, as all rivers return to the sea.

Waiting for you in the ninth underworld, in paradise, looking forward to the flowers on the other shore blooming,

Ever facing the transience of life, without fear or change, crossing the past to..."

...

"I'm ready!"

The fans in both livestreaming rooms were immersed in Ye Wan's sorrowful singing, unable to extricate themselves, when suddenly Meng Keer interrupting with her cold voice broke the spell.

The music and Ye Wan's singing both stopped simultaneously.

Realizing belatedly that this wasn't a concert in the Honghuang top beauty's livestreaming room but a live PK match they were in.

The fans: ???

"Who will go first?"

With not a hint of annoyance or helplessness for being interrupted, Ye Wan drawled, "How about, we reveal on the count of 3, 2, 1, together?"

"Okay."

"Holy shit! Fuguang is literally lying down to win, okay? She hasn't even shown her face yet. I want to see what that top beauty has to compare with Fuguang!"

"Fuguang's vibe, incomparable!"

"3..."

"2..."

"1!"

...

Amidst a bunch of exaggerated flattery, the countdown ended, and screens on both sides lit up simultaneously.

Looking at Meng Keer on the left and then Ye Wan on the right.

The fans fell silent altogether.