ATPN Chapter 94

Chapter 93: Bewildered

[Ahhhhhhhh, I’m dead!]

[Yu Bao’s bow is a deadly blade.]

[My soul is intoxicated by his suit pants, I want to submit to him.]

[He’s aggressive in the live broadcast, but when he plays the violin, he’s like a fairy descending to earth, how can I not love him?]

[My beloved anchor, playing my favorite song with the violin, I’m in tears [Crying]]

[So good, completely in love]

[Look, he must be wearing Senior Brother’s shirt! I’m crying and laughing while holding my phone, my mom thinks I’m crazy]

As soon as the fan-service video was released, the entire fishpond went crazy, perhaps even more than that.

Yu Zhanrong watched with his chin propped up as people constantly entered the live broadcast room, his eyes widening. He never expected a video could cause such a stir.

The live broadcast room had over ten thousand viewers online, more than double his usual amount, it was outrageous.

The management lady was diligently promoting him.

[Stars Don’t Blink: If you like our salted fish baby, remember to follow him, you won’t lose out!]

He could have done without the last part. Yu Zhanrong tilted his head back and took a swig of iced milk tea from his thermos, so refreshing!

“We have a lot of new friends here, today is fan appreciation day, all about spoiling you. Is there anything you want me to help you achieve? Tell me in the comments!”

Yu Zhanrong was in a good mood, and with a wave of his hand, made grand promises.

[Hello Salty Fish Baby, I’m a new fan, I came from the violin video, it was really good to watch and listen to, I’m in love, I hope you do more of these]

“I’ll see about it in the future, if I have the chance,” Yu Zhanrong said as he clicked on the next comment.

[Good evening, Yu Bao, I want to ask, is the shirt in the video Senior Brother’s? Sob sob sob]

“Stop sobbing, it’s true, I borrowed it from Senior Brother,” Yu Zhanrong rubbed his neck, the shirt reminded him of Song Baiyan’s outrageous behavior.

After filming the video yesterday, Song Baiyan wouldn’t let him go, wouldn’t let him change his clothes himself, and lingered in the room for a long time.

If it weren’t for the cold weather and wearing so many clothes, the marks on his neck and collarbone wouldn’t have been hidden at all.

Thinking of this, Yu Zhanrong gritted his teeth and cursed inwardly: pervert.

Song *pervert* Baiyan came in with a cup of steaming water, gently placed it on the table, and didn’t leave. He leaned one hand on the back of Yu Zhanrong’s chair, looking at the comments.

“Yu Bao, did Senior Brother film the video for you? Is he moved by you?” Song Baiyan read the comment out loud, his face close to Yu Zhanrong’s ear, “Tell them, is Senior Brother moved?”

[Ahhhhhhhh, there’s a man!!!]

[Is that Senior Brother speaking? Is it? Is it?]

[So excited, if it is, can you reply?]

Song Baiyan found it amusing, and replied with one word in the comments: “Yes.”

The comments erupted in screams again, everyone was confessing for Yu Zhanrong, and Yu Zhanrong wished he could turn off the screen.

“Yu’er, your fans say you’ve had a crush on me for a long time?” Song Baiyan raised his eyebrows, his thumb sliding up and down on the skin of his nape, “Why don’t I see you acting on it? Hmm?”

Yu Zhanrong: “…”

[Senior Brother’s voice is so sexy, no wonder Yu Bao likes him, I like him too.]

[Upstairs, you’re so bold, daring to steal someone from Yu Bao?]

[I think Senior Brother is teasing Little Fish, is it just me?]

[Why isn’t Little Fish talking, is he just naturally quiet?]

[Is he acting again?]

[What? Acting innocent again?]

[Yu’er, be more promising.]

[Tsk tsk, bewitched by Senior Brother]

Yu Zhanrong, his head spinning, denied it: “Don’t ruin my reputation, stop slandering me.”

[Suddenly I feel bad for the top fan, Yu Bao has finally fallen into someone else’s arms]

Yu Zhanrong thought, your top fan is standing right next to him, holding his neck down.

“Don’t feel bad for the top fan, they’re already taken, you single dogs should feel bad for yourselves.”

[So, you’re not single?]

[Your boyfriend is next to you?]

[Successful love pursuit?]

[Just got out of singlehood and you’re here to hurt us? Okay okay okay]

Since they’d guessed it, Yu Zhanrong didn’t want to hide it anyway. He looked at Song Baiyan, silently asking if he could say it.

Song Baiyan didn’t say anything, leaned down and kissed him, then said into the microphone: “Let me formally introduce myself, I’m Salty Fish Who Won’t Turn Over’s boyfriend, and also the Senior Brother he mentioned.”

After speaking, he reached for the mouse, wanting to enlarge the computer screen so he could clearly see the fans’ comments. But another hand quickly “whooshed” and snatched the thermos off the table into his arms.

Yu Zhanrong blankly looked at the thermos in his arms, then at Song Baiyan’s hand holding the mouse.

The moment he reached out, Yu Zhanrong regretted it, but he couldn’t blame himself, it was just a reflex.

Song Baiyan was stunned for a moment, he turned his head in confusion, seeing Yu Zhanrong holding the thermos defensively, his gaze shifting from his face to the cup.

“What are you hiding?”

Having already taken it, Yu Zhanrong tightened his grip on the cup and pulled it closer, saying: “Just, just hot water, it can stay warm longer in a thermos, and I’m a little thirsty.”

With such a guilty expression, no one would believe him, Song Baiyan looked at the water he had just brought in, then at Yu Zhanrong.

Yu Zhanrong gave an extremely unnatural smile, explaining: “Just, a subconscious action, I forgot you brought me water.”

Song Baiyan lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking, the light casting on his profile, Yu Zhanrong only saw his slightly cold and hard jawline, the atmosphere was stagnant for a moment.

“Give it to me.” His tone was not as gentle as before, Yu Zhanrong pursed his lips, his heart sinking. He lowered his head and looked at the hand reaching out to him, then raised his chin and placed the cup on it.

Song Baiyan was amused, the expression on his face unconsciously softened, he lightly flicked his face, and as he was distracted, snatched the thermos.

“Don’t—”

Song Baiyan had already opened the cup, brought it close to his nose and sniffed, his lips pursing into a straight line.

Unable to stop him, Yu Zhanrong lowered his eyelids and apologized pitifully, adhering to the principle that as long as he apologized pitifully enough, Senior Brother wouldn’t have the heart to scold him.

“Drinking iced milk tea on such a cold day, do you not want your stomach anymore?”

This guy was still moaning about his stomach hurting before dinner, but now he’s reckless, hiding iced milk tea to drink.

Song Baiyan’s expression was as cold as ice, Yu Zhanrong was apprehensive.

“Senior Brother, I was wrong.” Yu Zhanrong looked at Song Baiyan with watery eyes, even sniffing his nose and touching his stomach, looking very pitiful.

Song Baiyan thought he was in pain again, and immediately reached out to rub it for him: “Does it hurt?”

Yu Zhanrong lowered his eyes guiltily, and said softly: “Only a little uncomfortable.”

What a treasure, Song Baiyan sighed softly, softening his tone: “It’s not that I won’t let you drink it, at least remember the pain, wait until you’re better before drinking it, don’t drink it cold, okay?”

“Okay.”