Yes, everyone's head had an audience expectation value floating above it.
Wen Xishu was at 10.
The brat kid was 10.
The bald spider man was 18.
The chef was 10.
The gentle young man was 10.
The timid man with sneaky eyes was at 10.
The man feigning ignorance was at 22.
Wen Xishu quickly noticed one thing--
The higher the number, the more the audience anticipated their stories.
"What...what does this number mean?" the Snake-tongued Woman asked Wen Xishu instinctively.
Wen Xishu thought for a moment and said:
"Everyone should have noticed...the bullet comments that only you can see."
"Do you mean...the bullet comments we see aren't the same?" the Snake-tongued Woman asked.
Wen Xishu nodded:
"You can share the most conspicuous bullet comment you see, and I guess others haven't seen it."
The Snake-tongued Woman thought for a moment, then read the most conspicuous bullet comment in the middle:
"These buns are really big..."
