TRMLCM Chapter 8

Chapter 8: WeChat Added

Chapter 8: WeChat Added

The red-vested, gold-framed floating screen was very ostentatious, slowly flashing past, making it easy to spot.

“You’re unwilling?” Shen Chang’an read the floating screen word by word. Seeing the question mark, he guessed that the other party must be very unhappy.

Shen Chang’an wasn’t surprised, but his face became flustered. He quickly shook his head and explained, “No, no, Cy, I’m not unwilling.”

“It’s a great honor for me that you’re willing to condescend and be an administrator in my livestream.”

Cy’s floating screen: Then why were you making things difficult just now?

Cheng Yi, who had been lying down, sat up straight. Looking at the sly-eyed, pretending little fox on his phone screen, he suddenly realized something.

Damn, is he setting me up?

Cheng Yi snorted coldly, glaring at his phone without blinking. He wanted to see what this guy wanted.

By teasing him like this, he definitely wouldn’t let him get his way.

Shen Chang’an blinked innocently, changing the subject hesitantly, “Boss, I was just worried that the fans in the livestream would get upset, I really didn’t mean to be unwilling.”

Cy’s floating screen: What would they get upset about?

Cy sent Diamond Carnivals x20 in the livestream.

Shen Chang’an looked at the gorgeous special effects of the Carnival rising in the livestream. The joy in his eyes couldn’t be hidden, and he almost failed to keep up his facade.

Fortunately, he was a professional at managing his expressions.

Well… really just a little bit happy.

“Thank you, Cy, for the twenty Carnivals, you’re so generous,” Shen Chang’an gave a thumbs-up to the camera, then lowered his hand. He looked at the comments completely obscured by the special effects and said, slightly annoyed:

“Boss, you don’t know, the audience in the livestream was saying that you didn’t meet the requirements to become an administrator, saying that I was only after money, they said a lot of nasty things.”

“But how could I care about what they say?”

“It’s my fault this time, I made you misunderstand. Don’t worry, I definitely won’t do this again.”

Cy’s floating screen: What requirements?

“What requirements?” Shen Chang’an waved his hand, “Boss, you don’t need to worry about that. You’ve already gifted so much, I should have given you the admin role a long time ago. I just didn’t mention it because I was afraid you wouldn’t want it if I gave it to you directly.”

Cy sent a Dream Castle in the livestream.

The Carnival effects hadn’t ended yet, and Cy sent another large gift.

Shen Chang’an looked at the level of the other party’s account, which had already reached level 46, and thought for a moment. He should have set things up enough by now, right? He raised a smiling face.

“Thank you, Cy, for the Dream Castle.”

Cy’s floating screen: Requirements.

“Boss, it’s just a very simple requirement, do you see those two things next to my name in the upper left corner of the livestream? Just light them up.”

“A Light Badge only costs a dime, and if you become a member, you can join the Green Bubble group. We’ll also send out monthly gifts to everyone.”

As Shen Chang’an spoke, he frowned.

Would a rich person be willing to join the Green Bubble group?

Maybe he should just add him on WeChat after the livestream, no need to ask him to join the group.

He looked at the screen seriously, quietly waiting for Cy’s response. The Carnival effects on the screen were almost over. He had been counting them when he was speaking, and now there were only two left.

Once the effects ended, Cy would realize that he had lied. Would Cy get angry?

Shen Chang’an lowered his eyes, pursing his lips, feeling uneasy.

Cheng Yi didn’t know if Cy would get angry, but he wasn’t angry anyway.

After sending gifts for the first time last night, he found the special effects annoying and had gone to Yin Fu’s settings to turn them all off.

So…

While Shen Chang’an was still counting the effects, he had already seen the comments.

“???????”

“?”

“????????”

“Wife, what are you saying?”

“I didn’t do anything just now (innocent).”

“Nonsense, reported (not really).”

“Boss, don’t believe him.”

“Stop talking, stop talking.”

“Isn’t our wife just asking for a membership? Give it to him!!!!!!”

“Babe, don’t talk nonsense.”

“Boss, just buy him one, I’ll transfer the money to you.”

“Shipping, everyone, start shipping”

“Sisters, you can ship this?”

The tipsy mind had just sobered up from anger, and now Cheng Yi looked at the quickly scrolling comments, finding it amusing.

He raised his eyes, looking at the person on the screen who was sitting obediently like a good boy, his eyes looking straight ahead, so eager. He chuckled helplessly.

He leaned back on the soft sofa, casually crossing his legs, holding his phone in front of him, a gleam in his dark eyes, then moved his finger.

Then a line of text floated across the livestream.

Cy’s floating screen: Okay, then I won’t subscribe, I’ll make them angry.

“Huh?”

6

Shen Chang’an’s eyes widened. He didn’t expect that after acting for so long, this would be the result.

Suppressing the expectation in his eyes, he smiled and said through gritted teeth, “Yes, let’s make them angry!”

Cheng Yi was pleased to see the little fox’s exasperated look. It was his fault for trying to trick him first.

“So, am I also part of your play?”

“6”

“Everyone, come eat.”

“Adultery overflowing (glaring).”

“Wife, don’t bully us with him.”

“Babe, your smile is so fake.”

“Hahahahahahaha, I feel like the streamer is about to be mad, Cy didn’t act on impulse, so handsome.”

Shen Chang’an: “…”

What else could Shen Chang’an say? He could only look at the comments with a smile.

“Thank you, Strawberry, for the Lavender Manor.”

A gift saved him. Shen Chang’an quickly skipped the subject and asked, “Strawberry, do you want to be an administrator? I’ll give you a red vest.” After speaking, he looked at the comments.

Strawberry’s account was level thirty-seven, and she had lit up his Light Badge, which was now level seven, the highest in the livestream. She was also his first member. It was only right that he should ask her if she wanted to be an administrator.

“Okay.”

Receiving the answer, Shen Chang’an moved the mouse, found Strawberry Mousse Little Cake through the leaderboard in the upper right corner, and made her an administrator.

“Okay, now we have two administrators in the livestream. Be careful when you comment, don’t bully my administrators and increase their workload.”

“We’re super well-behaved.”

“Cy, do you know the conditions to become an administrator?”

“(Well-behaved).”

“This livestream is so boring, the streamer is addicted to licking the boss.”

“Cy, get to work, get to work.”

“How dare you call Cy boss upstairs? Strawberry, get to work @Strawberry Mousse Little Cake.”

“@Strawberry Mousse Little Cake kick him out quickly.”

“Babies, Cy has already blacklisted him.”

As soon as Cheng Yi saw this comment, he frowned subconsciously and somewhat clumsily carried out a one-stop service of muting and blacklisting.

Shen Chang’an didn’t notice what was happening in the comments. He heard Berber meowing outside the door and was a little distracted during the livestream.

He glanced at the time displayed on the computer screen, “Alright, everyone, it’s getting late. I’ll thank the leaderboard and end the livestream. See you tomorrow night at eight.”

Shen Chang’an opened the leaderboard in the upper right corner, quickly thanked the people, and then waved goodbye to the fans in the livestream before closing the livestream.

After tidying up his desk, he picked up his guitar, turned off the lights, and walked out of the room.

As soon as he opened the door, Berber was sitting obediently at the door, looking cute. It seemed like the harsh scratching sounds Shen Chang’an had heard were just an illusion.

“What’s wrong, Berber?”

Shen Chang’an squatted down and stroked its head. Berber didn’t dodge, obediently meowing once, letting him touch it.

“Are you hungry?”

Shen Chang’an stood up, took his guitar back to the bedroom, then took out a cat treat from the cabinet in the living room. After tearing it open, Berber, who had followed him all the way, immediately came over, sticking out its pink tongue to eat slowly.

“So you were really hungry. Didn’t I pour you a big bowl of cat food before I started the livestream? Did you finish it all?” Shen Chang’an looked at Berber in surprise, then reached out to touch its bulging belly, “Berber, how did you get so fat.”

“Baby, you’ve gotten fat.”

“Dad can’t afford to feed you soon.”

Shen Chang’an whispered in Berber’s ear, “Are you a little piggy? You can eat so much.”

A fluffy tail swept across his face, soft fur covering his face. Shen Chang’an quickly backed away, seeing Berber licking the cat treat and glaring at him unhappily. He quickly lowered his head and apologized.

“I was wrong, I was wrong, Dad was wrong. Berber is the cutest little cat in the world, eat quickly, Dad won’t bother you.”

After squeezing the remaining cat treat into the cat bowl, Shen Chang’an sat on the ground and opened Yin Fu’s backend.

After tonight’s livestream, his number of followers had reached over 15,000, and there were 2,000 members in the fan group.

His private messages were all 99+.

Today was also a day full of gains.

There were too many private messages in the message interface. Shen Chang’an found the system account from his follow list…

Huh?

Cy changed his avatar.

The robot avatar with one follower disappeared and was replaced by a white fox squatting in the snow, its round eyes looking ahead, the corners of its mouth turned up in a smile.

The person using this avatar must be rich, otherwise, why would Shen Chang’an think this little fox looked so noble?

Is this Cy’s pet fox?

It’s so cute!!!

Shen Chang’an couldn’t help but look at it for several seconds before reluctantly clicking open Cy’s chat interface.

[Thank you, Cy, for your support tonight.]

[Boss, let’s add each other on WeChat, it’ll be easier to communicate on WeChat.]

He sent his WeChat ID to the other party, then exited and found the new fans who had subscribed to membership in his livestream tonight, and sent them the QR code for the Green Bubble group chat. Then he quietly looked at the fans’ private messages.

Cheng Yi only turned on his phone after taking a shower. He Zhou and the others were having too much fun, and the WeChat message notification sound was ringing non-stop. He could hear it even in the bathroom.

He glanced at the videos of the demons dancing in the group, his ears assaulted by the explosive electronic music. Cheng Yi quickly turned off the video and sent a message to the group to have fun before exiting WeChat and opening Yin Fu.

He needed to find the little fox with the super nice voice to cleanse his ears.

He clicked on Mu An’s message and saw the WeChat ID sent by the other party.

Cheng Yi pondered for a moment, a WeChat friend… shouldn’t be a problem, right?

After copying the string of WeChat numbers that looked like a phone number, he searched for it on WeChat.

The name and avatar were the same as on Yin Fu. Shen Chang’an’s WeChat avatar was also a beautiful photo of Berber.

Cheng Yi looked at the cute little cat and didn’t add it immediately. He returned to his WeChat personal page and changed his original avatar to a photo he had saved in his album.

The snow-white little fox proudly raised its head, looking at the camera with a slight glance, very cute.

Yes, that’s right.

Cheng Yi re-searched for the WeChat account, this time directly clicking to add it to his contacts.

[Little Fox: I have approved your friend request, we can start chatting now.]

The note was changed when Cheng Yi added him as a friend. Cheng Yi sat on the bed, his eyes fixed on the message in the chat interface, a hint of expectation that he was unaware of in his dark eyes.

One minute,

Two minutes,

Three minutes…

Five minutes later, Cheng Yi couldn’t bear it anymore. He picked up his phone and quickly typed, but paused before sending it.

[Little Fox: Boss, can you send me your nickname?]

Cheng Yi: “…”

A series of questions in the dialogue box were typed out word by word, then deleted one by one.

[Cy: Cheng Yi]

[Cy: What were you doing just now?]

He frowned, suppressing the discomfort in his heart, but couldn’t help asking.

This time, the other side quickly replied.

[Little Fox: Shen Chang’an]

[Little Fox: Just now my cat had diarrhea, it was too smelly, I went to scoop poop.]

[Cy: Oh]

Oh?

Shen Chang’an looked at the word, wrinkling his nose, secretly shaking his head, wondering why this boss was so cold.

[Little Fox: Boss, don’t you have a pet fox at home? Is it the one in your avatar? How is it? Is it easy to raise?]

Cheng Yi: “…?”

Cheng Yi looked at his snow-white avatar, typing with a puzzled expression, and finally hesitated before sending it out.

[Cy: Haven’t you read the《Wildlife Protection Law》?]

[Little Fox: Huh?]

[Little Fox: What do you mean?]

[Cy: Privately raising white foxes is illegal.]

He was a law-abiding good young man.

He wouldn’t break the law.

Shen Chang’an: “…”

Of course, he knew that you couldn’t privately raise them, but he thought the world of rich people was different from ordinary people like him.

So they couldn’t raise them either.

[Little Fox: Oh]

[Little Fox: Boss, are you listening to music now?]

His usual trick, an extremely stiff shift in topic.

Cheng Yi chuckled, not replying, but directly making a WeChat call.

The call connected.

“Hello?”

The voice was low and husky, the ending tone raised with a hint of magnetism.

A soft itch suddenly came from the base of his ear. Shen Chang’an frantically put the phone on the bed, turned on the speakerphone, then rubbed that ear unnaturally. Compared to the other ear, the entire auricle of this ear was red.

Cy’s voice was too magnetic.

“Boss, do you have any songs you want to listen to today?”

Shen Chang’an hadn’t spoken just now, afraid that the other party would get angry if he didn’t respond, he quickly asked.

Cheng Yi lay on the bed, covered with a blanket, closed his eyes and said casually, “Just sing whatever you want, just not too noisy like last night.”

“Okay.”