TRMLCM Chapter 6

Chapter 6: Not So Well-Behaved

A simple word with an exclamation mark leisurely floated across the top of the screen, drawing unavoidable attention to its confidence.

Seeing that Big Brother Cy had agreed, Shen Chang’an naturally felt no pressure and clicked to start a random match.

The next second, another person appeared in the livestream.

“Hello, handsome, wanna play a round?”

The name of the other person’s livestream was Uncle Quan, a slightly handsome, bearded man who seemed to be a chat and entertainment streamer. He had 1.5 million followers.

His livestream also had 10,000 viewers. As soon as the connection was made, the number of viewers in Shen Chang’an’s livestream began to rise. Although it wasn’t as many as Qiqi had brought last night, it still brought the number in Shen Chang’an’s room to over 1,300.

“Sure, what do you want to play?” Shen Chang’an asked him. Usually, if you encounter a slightly strong streamer, you should consider it an honor that they didn’t just leave upon seeing a small streamer. If they’re willing to play, Shen Chang’an naturally has to accept.

“Let’s do total score, and for the punishment… what can you do?” Uncle Quan looked at Shen Chang’an’s delicate appearance and had a fairly clear idea in his mind. He probably figured that the person on the other side was a talent streamer.

Sure enough, Shen Chang’an said, “I can sing, play guitar, and, um… I’ve recently learned a bit of poetry recitation.”

[Pfft, hahahaha]

[The streamer has skills]

[Is poetry recitation also considered a talent?]

[Wife, kiss kiss]

[What type of streamer is this? Interesting?]

[Baby, I don’t want you to torture yourself]

[What’s wrong with poetry recitation? Why is the chat saying that?]

The designated driver arrived quickly. Cheng Yi watched the livestream, chuckled, and shook his head as he opened the back door of the car and got in.

If he hadn’t seen last night’s livestream, he might have been deceived by the serious, sincere-looking man in front of him, spouting nonsense with a straight face.

Uncle Quan didn’t detect anything wrong with Shen Chang’an’s words. He thought for a moment, not wanting to bully the small streamer too much. So, he said, “Then let’s make this a talent round. The loser performs a talent, how about that?”

“Okay, then you start. The PK time I can set is very short here,” Shen Chang’an agreed, nodding.

“Then I’ll start it. Five minutes, muting my mic for now, see you after it ends.”

“Okay.”

Shen Chang’an muted Uncle Quan’s mic and then looked at the chat. “Everyone, it’s thirty seconds of double points time. If you’re able to send gifts, send the biggest gift you can afford during the double time, the points will be doubled.”

Cheng Yi, watching the blue bar representing Shen Chang’an’s score suppressing the red bar on the PK meter, opened the gift options and sent fifty Carnivals.

“Thank you Cy Boss for the fifty Carnivals, thank you, Boss!” Shen Chang’an became excited and thanked him loudly.

The double countdown ended. Fifty Carnivals during double time directly gave him a score of over 1 million! This was the first time he had actually seen it. He had only ever seen it when watching other big streamers!

Uncle Quan on the other side saw the score in Shen Chang’an’s livestream and his eyes widened in shock. He blankly asked his fans in the livestream, “…Wait, aren’t we connected to a small streamer? Whose alt account is this? How is he getting so many gifts?”

Then, he clicked on Shen Chang’an’s personal profile.

“Mu An, 1679 followers. He doesn’t even have two thousand, doesn’t look like an alt account from a big streamer.” Uncle Quan frowned and went back to the livestream. His current score was only 300,000. Now that the double time was over, he would definitely need to spend a lot of money if he wanted to surpass the other side’s score.

So, he laughed heartily and reassured his fans, “It’s okay, we don’t need to push it, family. Just send some small gifts, this situation probably means that there’s a Big Sister on the other side. Let’s just think about what talent to perform later.”

What he originally thought would be a guaranteed win while Going to the Wilderness had turned into an unexpected situation. Uncle Quan clicked his tongue and sighed, “Indeed, you can’t underestimate every streamer on Yin Fu Livestream, after all, who knows if they’ll become the top streamer in the future.”

“Thank you Strawberry Mousse Little Cake for the race car.”

“Thank you Lucky for the ‘Really Love You’.”

“I’ll send out a Fortune Bag, everyone follow the streamer, get a Light Badge to participate, a Light Badge only costs one Yin Coin, which is one jiao.”

Looking at the rapidly increasing number of viewers in the livestream, which had already broken two thousand and was about to reach three thousand, Shen Chang’an’s eyes narrowed with a smile.

Cheng Yi lay in the car, his gaze blurry as he watched him happily. He vaguely felt that Shen Chang’an looked more like a little fox.

A little fox that was eating meat right now.

The special effects of the fifty Carnivals were quickly displayed on the screen and then disappeared one by one, revealing the chat messages that had been covered.

[Baby, how can you be so cute?]

[Seeing my wife happy makes me happy]

[Cy Boss is so powerful, thank you Cy Boss @cy]

[Baby look at me, baby look at me]

[Thank you Cy Boss @cy]

[I’ll work hard to make money to support my wife]

Cy (in a floating message): I’ll support him.

Shen Chang’an looked at the floating message in confusion. What was going on? Had he missed something?

There were three minutes left in the PK. He looked at the chat, where the public screen was full of wailing. His fans were always acting silly.

[Family, aaaaaaah!]

[What did he say? What did he just say?]

[The streamer belongs to everyone!!!!!!!!!!]

[Possible to ship!!! (Screaming version)]

[Damn, what a possessive declaration]

[Boss, you have the strength, I… won’t fight you for him]

[Why are the comments spouting nonsense and going crazy? Cy Boss just said one sentence, what’s the fuss about?]

[Ignore the person above]

“What does Cy Boss mean by ‘support’?” Shen Chang’an was a little confused. He didn’t understand the chat either. In order to find out what the top whale liked, he asked the chat, “Did Cy Boss raise some small animals? Are they cute?”

Cy (in a floating message): Fox.

“Oh ~ a fox,” Shen Chang’an suddenly realized, and quickly buttered him up, “The fox in Cy Boss’s house must be very cute. Does it run around? Is it super well-behaved?”

Cy (in a floating message): Not so well-behaved.

The words slowly floated past. Shen Chang’an paused and swallowed the words he was about to say.

He had tried to flatter him but instead slapped the horse on its leg.

“The little fox is not so well-behaved… Actually, I also have a little animal at home, and it’s also very disobedient. In this kind of situation… um… in this kind of situation, we just ignore it.”

Sometimes, when he played with Berber too hard, Berber would ignore him. No matter how he tried to lure it with canned food or cat treats, Berber wouldn’t come near him, and wouldn’t even sleep next to him at night. At this time, he could only control his sinful hands, sit on the big bed, hug the cold quilt, and reflect on his sins.

I examine myself three times a day:

Am I wrong? No.

Do I feel guilty? No.

Would I dare to do it again next time? Uh, I’ll continue next time.

Shen Chang’an raised his head with a guilty conscience, his eyes flickering. Then, he saw another string of words slowly floating past.

Cy (in a floating message): If I ignore it, I’m afraid it will cry.

“Afraid it will cry… Well, indeed, I can’t bear to see my Berber cry either. As soon as it comes over to say hello to me, I can’t bear to put it down.” Shen Chang’an sighed. “It’s okay, these little animals are like ignorant children. We, as parents, shouldn’t argue with them.”

[Hiss, was Cy Boss just talking about the streamer as a fox?]

[How dare you! Drag the person above out]

[How can you take down the Boss, too brave]

[Why does it feel like Cy Boss is teasing my wife]

[You’re talking nonsense, clearly he’s my wife]

[Easy to ship ~ love to ship ~ hehe]

[Family, I’m lost, do we have a home? Where’s the home?]

[Follow me, baby, I guarantee I’ll take you home for dinner, a good meal]

[Take me too]

[Speechless, it’s you guys again]

[Baby is really cute]

Uncle Quan didn’t get many more points. With over 1 million points hanging there, Shen Chang’an chatted leisurely with Cy and didn’t care about the second wave of point boosts. Some fans noticed and helped him out, but because the number of people helping out didn’t meet the standard, the second wave of 1.5x boost was gone.

Fortunately, Uncle Quan slowly reached 670,000 points and didn’t continue to push.

The final result was naturally that Shen Chang’an won.

“Wow, this is the first time I’ve won a PK,” Shen Chang’an exclaimed with exaggerated excitement. He opened the contribution list, “Thank you Cy Boss, thank you Lucky, thank you Strawberry, thank you OrangeOrangeOrangeOrange, thank you Meet You In My Dreams…”

“Thank you for everyone’s gifts, thank you for your support.”

After reading the list, he opened Uncle Quan’s mic. Uncle Quan was still thanking his own list, after all, many people sent gifts on Uncle Quan’s side. But Shen Chang’an was able to win this PK mainly because of the gifts sent by Cy alone.

Shen Chang’an didn’t wait idly. He said to the people in the livestream, “Everyone, click on the follow button in the upper left corner. Follow the streamer so you don’t get lost. If you buy a Light Badge, you can also join the streamer’s fan group. There are six minutes left for the Fortune Bag, everyone can try to win it.”

Soon, Uncle Quan turned on the mic, “Little handsome Mu An, are you ready? Hello? Can you hear me?”

Shen Chang’an nodded, “Uncle, I can hear you.”

“Ugh, I lost. We agreed that the loser would perform a talent. What do you want me to perform?”

“Uncle, can you sing?”

“Yes, you want me to sing? Then let me find my song list.”

“Wait a minute, wait a minute, Uncle Quan, let’s change the way we sing.”

Uncle Quan stopped moving the mouse and asked with a confused expression, “Change the way we sing?”

Shen Chang’an glanced at the chat, which had guessed his purpose, and nodded calmly, “Yes.”

“You choose your best song, then turn on the accompaniment and recite the lyrics as poetry.”

[Pfft hahahaha]

[Hahaha]

[I knew that’s what he was going to say]

[The streamer has been rained on, and now he’s going to tear down other people’s umbrellas]

[Awesome]

The chat on Shen Chang’an’s side burst into laughter. The people on Uncle Quan’s side didn’t give way either, and shouted 666 with laughter.

Seeing that this event had good variety show effects, Uncle Quan naturally wouldn’t refuse. He opened his song list and said with a helpless smile, “Poetry recitation? So that’s what you meant by poetry recitation, I’ve learned something. I’ll find someone else to try it next time.”

“Okay, then I’ll sing a song, no, poetry recite an older song.”

“A poetry recitation of ‘Fleeting Time’ for the brothers and sisters in both livestreams.”