TRMLCM Chapter 37
by VolareChapter 37: Where’s the Person?
Love Frequency?
Shen Chang’an hadn’t practiced this song, but as soon as he saw the title, he knew it must be the kind of pink, bubbly song perfect for people in love.
His fair cheeks gradually flushed with a hint of pink again. He searched for the song on his computer, and after clicking play, a sweet female voice rang out with a cheerful accompaniment.
A trace of helplessness flashed in Shen Chang’an’s eyes, and his Adam’s apple bobbed slightly. He swallowed nervously, and when he looked up and saw the camera directly in front of him, he said a little embarrassedly, “…I’m not very good at singing this. Can you wait for me to learn it?”
He listened carefully to the melody of the song, feeling it was relatively simple and upbeat, and he should be able to learn it quickly.
Shen Chang’an’s long, thick eyelashes fluttered anxiously. The nervousness in his heart eased abruptly when he saw a slow-scrolling message float across the screen. He leaned over to pick up the guitar placed aside, tuned it, and then silently played and sang along with the constantly looping music.
When he focused on something, he wouldn’t be distracted by other things, especially since he didn’t want to spoil Cheng Yi’s current mood, so he practiced even more intently, wanting to perform the song perfectly later.
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“Darling, don’t be shy. We’re all family here, don’t be a stranger.”
“Mu An looks so good when he blushes, it makes people want to tease him more.”
“Upstairs, stop throwing your underwear around.”
“So bold, Mr. Cy is still here.”
“Speaking of which, what is ‘Eternally An’? (A lifetime of peace)”
“Upstairs, this is the CP name we came up with for Mr. Cy and Mu An, what do you think? (smug)”
“666, not bad, what does Mr. Cy think?”
“Cy is probably just staring at Mu An, he doesn’t have time to pay attention to us newborn babies.”
“This is being born now? Have you gotten your birth certificates yet?”
“Yeah, hurry up and get the birth certificates. The names don’t matter, what’s important is a birth certificate approved by Leopard Cy and Kitten Mu.”
“Sisters, I just got here, what happened?”
…
Cheng Yi leaned back against the headboard of the familiar bed. Only the bedside lamp was on in the bedroom, and the warm yellow light shone on his face from the side, softening the sharp lines of his high nose and lips. The usually arrogant young master now looked surprisingly gentle.
Just as the comments said, Cheng Yi didn’t pay much attention to the constantly scrolling comments. He leaned against the headboard, watching Shen Chang’an’s very serious face across the screen. His raised eyebrows slowly smoothed out, and a small spark of light shone in his deep eyes, capturing the little figure on the screen in his pupils.
Watching Shen Chang’an unconsciously furrow his brow because he had played the wrong melody again, the corners of his lips turned up slightly, and his eyes twinkled with laughter.
When he inadvertently glanced at the comments, he realized that the fans in the livestream were already in an uproar.
He glanced at Shen Chang’an, who was still practicing the song seriously, then lowered his eyes slightly to look at the comments, his gaze darkening.
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“Selling-grief streamer, disgusting. I really don’t know why you brain-dead people spend so much money on him. Wouldn’t it be better to use that money to buy something nice for your parents?”
“Mind your own business, upstairs. Are you just too poor to stand seeing someone richer than you?”
“Damn, so what if he’s selling-grief, what’s it to you? You’re just barking up the wrong tree.”
“If you can’t stand it, then get out, mods! Do your job!”
“You women are all idiots. He’s taking the money you worked so hard to earn and feasting on it, and who knows what he’s saying about how stupid you are behind your backs.”
“Haters, come to private chat, let’s fight to the death.”
“The hater above, pay attention to me. Don’t bully the little sisters in the livestream, come on, just you and me.”
“That’s right, especially that Cy. Did your parents give you so much money so you could find a man and sell-grief? You’re a man yourself, don’t you know what he’s like? I really don’t understand you rich people.”
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The haters became even more energetic in their mockery after gaining the attention of the fans in the livestream. Many of the female fans in the livestream were not good at arguing, and didn’t know how to curse, and were directly speechless with anger.
And the haters became more and more enthusiastic, the fans wanted the mods to come out and do their job, but the mods didn’t respond.
And Shen Chang’an was holding his guitar, his eyes slightly closed, concentrating on learning the song. The fans didn’t want to disturb him, and they didn’t want him to see the haters when he looked over later.
Just when they were so anxious that they didn’t know what to do, gorgeous gift effects flashed across the livestream interface…
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Cy sent a Diamond Carnival x1 x2 x…x100
Cy typed in a floating comment: Mind your own business.
There are all kinds of birds in a big forest, and it’s the same with more people in a livestream. There are all kinds of haters and trolls.
Although Cheng Yi was a mod in Shen Chang’an’s livestream, he was too lazy to ban people one by one.
They can’t stand him spending money on people?
Then he’ll just keep giving.
Still not convinced?
Okay, then he’ll keep giving.
The gorgeous gift effects drowned the comment area again.
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“Ahhhhh, Mr. Cy is awesome!”
“Haters, say something!!!”
“That’s right, haters, mind your own dad’s business.”
“Mr. Cy is awesome!!!” x2436
“I saw this trick when I was a kid, but I’m not a kid anymore, haters, your grandma is here, come out and fight!!!”
“Back then, little me was still a shy and introverted little girl, but now I’m an old woman who can fight haters for three hours and curse their entire family.”
“Mr. Cy is so handsome, so rich, and so full of security, I’m in love!!!”
“Who is meeting a domineering CEO? I’m also a commoner beauty, why!!!! Why doesn’t a domineering CEO like me (roar)”
“Mu An hasn’t seen the comments, he’s so serious, it’s a pity he didn’t see Cy charging for love, sob sob sob, I’m crying”
“Today is another day of shedding envious drool… no, tears for their love.”
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Friendly comments kept scrolling across the screen, and the haters, who had been silent for a while, slowly reappeared after their previous disappearance.
“Heh, selling-grief script? Just to deceive these stupid women.”
Cy sent a Draconic Ranger x100 in the livestream
Cy typed in a floating comment: Continue
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“How did your parents teach you? They worked so hard to raise you only for you to like men?”
Cy sent a Dreamy Castle x100 in the livestream
Cy typed in a floating comment: Continue
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Haters: “…”
The gorgeous gift effects kept appearing, the originally rapidly scrolling comments quieted down, and the fans in the livestream obediently watched quietly, not running to the public screen to post comments and make trouble.
Only one or two of the hater’s comments were still stubbornly resisting on the public screen, not showing any sign of turning over.
Perhaps they were stunned by the overwhelming gift effects, the people hiding behind the network no longer dared to speak, their faces distorted with jealousy as they stared at the unchanging public screen, anxiously going crazy.
He was just too jealous of these streamers on the internet, and wanted to ruin their reputation with passersby.
In the past, when he was kicked out by the mods in other livestreams, he felt smug in his heart, as if he had done something extremely honorable.
But now, after he kept angering the people in this livestream, they didn’t kick him out, they just threw money at him. He was already jealous that these streamers could get money just by saying a few words, and not only did the other party not lose anything, but they were still constantly making money, he was going crazy with jealousy.
So many gifts, how much money is that!
Although extremely unwilling, he didn’t want to let others earn money, so the little haters were silent.
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Cy sent a Nebula Duke x100 in the livestream
The gift effects of the Diamond Carnival in the front row hadn’t even finished yet, and now another set of gifts worth 300,000 yuan was sent, and the livestream was silent except for the gift effects.
The sweet background music mixed with the sound of the guitar kept ringing, and then a golden text slowly floated by.
Cy typed in a floating comment: Where’s the person?
He hasn’t had enough fun yet…