Master of his heart (Brielle and Max)

Emma felt like she was dealing with an alien. She grabbed Peyton and started to leave, but not without catching Leona's unmistakable snicker trailing behind them.

The crowd around them thought Leona's behavior was way over the top. There was no need to mock someone so openly.

But everyone knew Leona came from money. This event tracked viewer donations, and Leona's family could easily drop a few million to boost her as the star streamer. It was pretty much a given that Leona would snag one of the top spots. Getting on her bad side could make life tough later.

If Leona ended up amassing a huge following, a couple of disparaging words from her during a stream could ruin someone.

So, everyone stuck to the principle of "less drama, better karma." No one stepped up.

Leona scanned the room triumphantly before leaving with a huff.

Meanwhile, Peyton felt embarrassed and slowed down a bit.

But seeing Emma seriously picking leaves, Peyton sighed and kept at it.

After collecting enough, Emma found the community's security guard to ask about any flowers in the area.

The guard pointed her to a spot where Camellias were growing. "Over there, you'll find Camellias-bigger and fuller than the usual kind. If you want some for a vase, just sweet-talk the gardener. He'll let you have some since they trim regularly anyway." Emma thanked him profusely and headed over.

The gardener turned out to be surprisingly accommodating, cutting several blooms, each larger than her hand.

After expressing her gratitude, Emma and Peyton headed back inside.

She decorated the background wall with the collected leaves, using glue to add touches here and there, making the backdrop seem almost outdoorsy and less bland.

She then creatively arranged the Camellias with some sticks they had found, making it appear as if the flowers were growing indoors, adding a touch of nature. After finishing, she quickly showered.

Knowing she wasn't skilled in makeup, Emma settled for a simple ponytail before sitting in front of the camera.

Emma knew she wasn't the most talented in the group, lacking singing or dancing skills, and even speaking to strangers without stuttering was a challenge.

Taking a deep breath, she saw that people were already contacting them-a representative from Stellar Stage Entertainment briefing them and setting a ten-minute countdown.

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When the countdown ended, Emma promptly started the stream.

She glanced at the viewer count-only a few hundred.

After greeting the viewers with a smile, she found herself at a loss for words.

Just as she was about to speak, someone commented.

"Go check out the next room, the host is giving away money! I got a hundred bucks!"

"It's true, no lie! The host named Leona said it's her birthday today and she's randomly rewarding viewers!"

Before Emma could engage further, the few hundred viewers vanished, leaving her with a viewer count of zero.

At the same time, Leona's viewer

count soared to 800,000. She had transformed her room into a streaming paradise, looking absolutely charming. Noticing the spike in viewers, she welcomed them with a sweet voice.

"Welcome, cuties! It's my birthday today, and I'm randomly rewarding some of you with enough for a few cups of coffee. If you like what you see, hit follow in the top left corner. There will be more where that came from. Love you, muah!"

Using money to attract followers was indeed the quickest method.

And it didn't break any of Stellar Stage Entertainment's rules. How many followers you could attract was a testament to your ability.

The entertainment industry was brutal by nature. All Stellar Stage Entertainment could do was closely monitor the data to prevent any manipulation.