Secretary Xiaozu was explaining things, and Qiaoqiao listened obediently by her side, until she saw that dozens of minutes had passed on the live broadcast and cheerfully said:
"Yay! We've done another hour today! Can we start selling the hand masks now?"
Secretary Xiaozu: ...I would've forgotten if you hadn't mentioned it. Turns out today's broadcast was for selling hand masks.
Looking again at the barrage of comments, indeed, it wasn't just her who had forgotten.
[Ahhh hand masks! I forgot! Wait, I'll find a place with good internet.]
[So sly, the host is too cunning, luring us with pig-killing feasts!]
[No, but selling hand masks and posting a link doesn't stop you from taking us to see the pigs.]
[Can Top Brother specify which pig he wants to eat?]
[Hurry up! Top Brother has spoken.]
[If I can specify, I'll throw in another Supreme Crown.]
[Sss—Top Brother really has the means, splurging gold on a pig.]
[Top Brother, check out your ranking, you've dropped to third.]
