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Chapter 55: Is there a powerful figure behind this? What happened?

Wang Gang was taken away, and his live stream was shut down by the police.

Some viewers were eager to find his replays and relive the drama, but when they clicked on his account homepage, they found that he had been set to be unfollowable, and all the replays and short videos on the homepage had disappeared and could not be viewed.

[That's true, I can't see it anymore either. Could it be that my account was banned by the official channels?]

[So fast? Is the review process really that quick?]

[When I reported it before, the review process was completely inactive, just playing dead. This time they're probably scared.]

I don't know why, but I always felt it wasn't that simple, but in any case, it was still very gratifying!

Upon seeing the comments, Gao's father was also taken aback.

He'd seen it before; when streamers got into trouble and were arrested, the platform would indeed ban their accounts, but never this quickly!
Mr. Gao subconsciously glanced at Nan Shu, who had a calm expression, and his gaze became thoughtful.

Noticing Gao's father's gaze, Nan Shu blinked.

Obviously.

She also saw the comments, but didn't think of anything else. It was only when Gao's father looked at her like that that Nan Shu realized what was going on.

"Dad Gao, you don't suspect it was me, do you?"

"No, if you had money, I definitely wouldn't have seen such an ugly backdrop."

Mr. Gao glanced at the landscape and flower painting that Nan Shu had hung on the wall behind her.

Nan Shu: ...

Ugly?

She thought it looked pretty good.

but…

A thoughtful look flashed across Gao's father's eyes. He was certain that Old Wang had probably offended some powerful and unassuming figure, who might even be watching the live stream right now.

The big boss, Nan Sinian, tapped the screen with his fingertip, concealing his achievements and fame.

What a coincidence.

He then discovered that Douyu was a subsidiary of the Nan Group, specifically in its entertainment business segment.

As a director holding 20% ​​of the group's shares, it's naturally not difficult for him to ban a streamer's account.

but.

He wasn't doing this to help Nan Shu get revenge; he just couldn't stand Old Wang's arrogant and insulting attitude next door.

Yes, that's it!

Nan Sinian patted Yu Dan's little head, glanced at the account balance, and saw that there was still quite a bit left.

He tapped the screen with his fingertip and set 'Xiao Nan the anchor' as a special follower.

Well, I've already paid, and I can't back out now. This girl's live stream is really fun; it's quite interesting to watch it occasionally.

Nan Si Nian thought.

……

"Xiao Nan, shall we continue playing?"

Gao's father asked Nan Shu.

This PK experience wasn't very friendly, and Gao's father felt bad about it, so he thought he'd do it again so that Nan Shu could experience a normal PK atmosphere.

"No."

Nan Shu shook her head and glanced at the time in the upper left corner. It was getting late today. Usually, Peng Yuan and the others would be back in their dorms by this time.

"Are they ending the broadcast so early?"

Mr. Gao was a little reluctant to part with her.

"Yeah, it's not good to disturb my roommates."

However, Gao's father's words also reminded Nan Shu.

I used to livestream from my dorm because I was short of money and couldn't afford to rent a place.

In a few days, it will be Douyu's withdrawal day.

When.

She can be considered a well-off woman in a way.

Aside from elective classes on Saturdays, Nan Shu doesn't actually need to stay at school.

Renting a house close to the school would make live streaming more convenient, and it would also be more convenient for me to do it all by myself.

"Okay, let's have another PK next time, I'll carry you!"

Mr. Gao was determined to avenge his previous humiliation.

"Okay."

Nan Shu smiled and disconnected from Gao's father.

The viewers in the live stream were already used to Nan Shu's long live stream duration and expressed their understanding. After saying goodbye to everyone, Nan Shu ended the live stream.

"call!"

Nan Shu stretched and looked at her account balance. It had suddenly increased by about 500,000 yuan. With the tip from Brother Eating Fish, her total balance was nearly 800,000 yuan. In less than a week, she had earned more money than she could have saved in her previous life.

Thinking about it this way, time travel doesn't seem so hard to accept anymore.

Nan Shu thought.

When you open S's homepage, there's nothing there, not even her gender is known, and her IP address is in Beijing.

This immediately reminded Nan Shu of Brother Eating Fish.

Nan Shu sent him her contact information through private messages. Regardless of whether S is the friend of Brother Fish, Brother and Sister Money still need to be well maintained.

The message was sent, but it's still unread after a long time.

Nan Shu didn't hesitate.

After tidying up the small table for live streaming and doing a quick clean-up, I left the dormitory building and headed straight for the east gate.

She wanted to know how the case of the body hidden in the skull was progressing.

It was just bad luck.

It's Friday, and it's evening, so college students are all waiting for buses at the East Gate in small groups, forming a huge crowd.

The electronic screen at the bus stop scrolls through the estimated arrival times of each bus. Ten minutes ago, the bus Nan Shu was supposed to take had the same estimated arrival time of twenty minutes.

How bad must the traffic be?

Nan Shu was speechless.

I took out my phone to call a taxi, and when I looked at the queue, there were forty-three people.

Nan Shu: ...

OK OK.

'drop!'--

Trumpets sounded.

Nan Shu looked up instinctively and met a pair of narrow eyes filled with smiles. On the sleek heavy motorcycle, the boy had one foot on the ground, his hand casually resting on the handlebars. He took off his helmet with one hand, and the bright blue earring on his left ear reflected a cool light.

"Senior."

"Ji Yan?"

Ji Yan smiled slightly. "It's me. Senior, you finally remembered me."

"Ok?"

Nan Shu was puzzled and didn't quite understand the meaning of his words.

"It's not important. It's enough that you remember me now. Are you going out, senior? I heard there was a car accident up ahead, and it's a huge traffic jam. Cars can't get through. Luckily, I'm free. How about I give you a ride?"

Ji Yan smiled.

"No need, I'll call..."

Nan Shu looked down and saw that the number of people in the queue had increased from forty-three to sixty-seven, and she had forgotten to check the queue number.

Nan Shu: ...

"Are motorcycles...safe?"

Nan Shu gave a dry laugh.

Ji Yan chuckled, got off the bike, and took a new helmet out of the bike's storage compartment. The tag was still on. "If you're scared, senior, I'll ride slower."

Nan Shu put on the helmet, which was a bit big; she had to pull the straps all the way up to get it on.

She climbed onto the motorcycle using both her hands and feet. There was no other way; the motorcycle's chassis was a bit high, and Nan Shu's legs weren't long enough to make her flip onto the motorcycle in a stylish way.

A smile flickered in Ji Yan's eyes. He patiently waited for Nan Shu to sit down before using his feet to push aside the support.

"Is the senior okay?"

Nan Shu didn't speak, but just gestured with her hand.

"Okay, then sit tight and hold on tight."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Yan started the car.

As he said, the car was moving very slowly, almost like a snail's pace.

Nan Shu's heart, which had been pounding, finally calmed down.

It wasn't that she was afraid of dying.

In my past life, I happened to handle the body of a motorcycle that had crashed at high speed. The impact was so violent that the body was reduced to pieces, making it impossible to distinguish any parts of the body.

Finally, they used a shovel to scoop up the pieces one by one and put them into the bucket.

Therefore, Nan Shu developed a bit of a psychological aversion to motorcycles.

The journey was smooth.

Half an hour later, the motorcycle stopped in front of the Qingshan District Criminal Investigation Detachment.

"Did something happen to you, senior?"

(End of this chapter)