บท 52: 51. Is it that magical?

As the live stream started, in an instant, more than ten thousand viewers surged in like a tide. In just a few seconds, the barrage of comments refreshed so quickly that they became unreadable, and even Bi Fang had to limit the message frequency.

[Here we come, front row seats!]

[Wow, broadcasting so early?]

[Damn, I was about to go to sleep, and then suddenly I got a notification that the stream started. That's it, I can't sleep now.]

[Holy cow, the guy above is hardcore. Have you not slept all night?]

[Seriously, ever since I started watching Master Fang's streams, it's either stick to a regular schedule or give up on rest altogether. It's one or the other.]

[Is everyone else this intense?]

Bi Fang smiled. He didn't realize his live streams were so popular that hardcore fans had emerged, which made him feel obliged not to "pad out" the time, so he started to prepare in advance.