Translator: Dj2203
Editor: Dj2203
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While the other match wasn’t over yet, Yan Han rested for a moment in his livestream, awaiting the next round.
He rarely had time to watch the live chats from his fans, but now was the perfect time. Having just finished a match and still on the microphone, Yan Han, feeling good, launched into his first-ever livestream interaction with his fans.
He explained into the microphone that he was indeed a poor student, adding that the reason he’d done mental math instead of writing was due to the problem. “At that point, I felt like it was too late to write, hahaha!”
Upon hearing that the streamer was actually chatting with them, not only did his fans switch back to his livestream, but even ordinary viewers flocked in. They simply wanted to hear the voice of such a captivating streamer.
His explanation was causing everyone to remark that he was too straightforward. When everyone was praising him, shouldn’t he be trying to be cool and improve his own image?
No, the host’s tone was not only very approachable, but also all he said was plain and honest. Even the die-hard fans who had just thought that their host was some hidden academic master were speechless again…
So the host they were fans of was just too cute!
“No matter what the host’s previous foundation was, at least in my opinion, your current ability can be called an academic god.”
“I hope the host can be more self-conscious and maintain his status. We fans also have to save face when we go out, okay?”
“It’s okay, brothers and sisters, just praise the host when you go out in the future. As long as the host doesn’t turn on the microphone, our status will still be there! [dog head]”
“Hahaha, that rhymes.”
“Don’t talk nonsense, what if the host doesn’t turn on the microphone in the future!”
“Don’t worry, brother, it won’t happen. The host won’t turn on the microphone because he doesn’t want to. I think our host never seems to care what others say about him, hahaha!”
“…”
The barrage of comments filled the screen crazily, and Yan Han couldn’t keep up with it. He didn’t know how to interact with the fans and finally could only look at the comment area on the right side of the screen.
The comments section was identical to the barrage, frantically updating their comments. However, the chat moderators of this livestream appeared at the top of the chat, and their comments wouldn’t be pushed down unless other moderators were speaking.
Yan Han’s livestream had only two moderators: Qing Fengdu and… Yiqun Zijun.
Yan Han checked his followers’ online status and noticed Yiqun Zijun was also online, though he hadn’t said a single word. Currently, the only moderator at the top of the chatroom was Qing Fengdu.
Maowei Qing Fengdu: Hahaha, Soy Milk, you’re so honest and adorable, incredibly adorable! Absolutely adorable!
….
Qing Fengdu clearly wasn’t the type to practice for a competition like this, so he naturally dropped out in this round and didn’t make it to the top three.
However, he and his fans clearly didn’t care. He was only participating to add to the crowds and to help promote the website. The 30,000 yuan prize was nothing to a major streamer like him, so naturally, he didn’t take it seriously.
But why is he coming to me instead of returning to his own stream? The most mortifying thing was that he actually called me cute?!
Yan Han felt like there was nothing about him that suggested cuteness.
Just look at that fierce, stern look he’d cultivated over the years, that menacing expression, and that muscular body… well, that last one wasn’t counted; to disguise his identity, his muscles had been completely obscured by the system’s beautification… but it still didn’t seem cute at all!
Qing Fengdu’s comment about him being cute remained at the top of the comments section, highlighted in red font. Many newcomers to the stream, some even fans of Qing Fengdu who were there for a social gathering, saw it and chimed in, saying he was indeed cute.
Seeing his stream flooded with the word “cute,” Yan Han couldn’t stand it any longer. Figuring the next match was about to begin, he quickly retreated and rushed back to the competition venue.
The next stage of the competition was for the remaining ten contestants to compete for the top three. The top three would all receive a prize from the website, but there was only one winner of the 30,000 yuan prize, while the second and third place prizes were only a few thousand yuan, a significant difference.
None of the remaining ten contestants advanced with a perfect accuracy like Yan Han, and the subsequent competition was smooth sailing until the final three were chosen and the championship was decided. Yan Han’s performance was outstanding, and he was crowned the champion!
If he had been a little nervous at first, he completely relaxed after reaching the final three.
Although this was the first time he had felt so confident in his studies, this feeling wasn’t arrogance or self-aggrandizement, but rather the inevitable outcome of assessing his opponent’s abilities and his own strength.
Although even he couldn’t believe it could be so easy, the reality proved that he had succeeded! He had successfully won the championship of the academic competition and the 30,000 yuan prize!
Yan Han couldn’t quite articulate his feelings. His fans were even happier than he was, showering him with gifts. Passersby also gave him their free catnip. Yan Han’s profile picture was moved to the center of the livestream. Although he’d already turned off his camera, the host, as the champion of the inaugural Academic Hegemony Competition, wanted to interview him.
The interview was simple, asking about his current thoughts and his journey.
Yan Han didn’t really have any thoughts; he’d entered the competition solely for the money. He simply said, “Right now, I’m just happy because I won the prize.”
The host: “…”
Of course, even during Yan Han’s interviews, his haters couldn’t stop flaunting their own low IQ. Amidst the deluge of praise, there were always discordant moments. Some claimed Yan Han’s performance was too exaggerated, suspecting him of cheating and that everything was orchestrated by the website to boost his popularity.
The main reason they criticized him was that they couldn’t accept that someone could be so perfect.
He’s good-looking, a good student, and even managed to break through the competition to win the championship… Even though it was just a small competition with a few hundred competitors, with so many people entering, why did he have to be the one?!
Jealousy can drive people crazy, and many keyboard warriors are like this. They disregard even basic logic and intelligence to criticize others, with no moral standards, and no regard for whether their ugly faces are exposed.
“If he answered one or two questions without even thinking, it would be understandable, but answering them all in seconds? He must have colluded with the website beforehand!”
“The first round was so fake. He answered the first few questions immediately. Was the last question a deliberate show? What a shame, his acting was too exaggerated.”
The conspiracy theories were endless, and the groundless smear campaign was unbearable, not only for the fans but also for the rational bystanders, who retaliated and challenged the haters.
“Did you watch the competition carefully? He could solve the first few questions quickly because he didn’t need to calculate!”
“Haha, if it was just a competition hosted by Maowei Live, I would believe you if you said there was a shady deal, but this competition jointly hosted by five major websites only supports this newcomer from Maowei? The other four are charities?!”
“I would like to advise some people to enrich themselves instead of questioning others. The anchor has gone through all the questions in the question bank released by the competition more than once. If you don’t believe me, I have the live video record here! What’s wrong with answering questions in seconds? They have worked hard and paid a lot!”
And who knows if it was a coincidence, but the host also asked: “I heard that you spent a lot of time practicing questions for this competition. Can I ask how many times you have practiced these 30,000 questions?”
Yan Han said: “Overall, I practiced three times, and there are some questions that require pure memorization that I started to focus on memorizing more than a week ago.”
What he meant by focusing on memorization was to read and memorize repeatedly, so strictly speaking, Yan Han himself couldn’t remember how many times he had read it.
“Wow, 30,000 questions three times? Doesn’t that mean… you finished almost 100,000 questions in a month and a half?!” The host was also shocked.
The screen was filled with comments praising his “brilliance.” The haters, still upset after being slapped back, began to smear him again:
“Three times in a month and a half? Who would believe that! Even if he did that many times, so what? He even threw away his studies for the competition, and the website actually supports this practice. It’s misleading students! Absolutely!”
As these comments came out, many irrational bystanders were amused and felt justified. They said there was nothing wrong with actively participating in such activities, but if he put his studies aside just to win, for the tens of thousands of dollars in prize money, then it was a loss.
Some even commented, speaking with the air of a veteran, “Besides, students’ job is to study, not to shine and make money. Are kids these days so impetuous? Don’t their parents care? Wake up, kid! Stop being so obsessed with money now. You’ll regret it later.”
Even more hilarious were some trolls who played the role of a troll: “I watched the streamer’s livestream and initially thought he was very hardworking. I didn’t expect he was just doing the exercises for the prize money. It’s so utilitarian, I’m very disappointed.”
Their comments were quickly disproven—not only did Yan Han’s livestream content indicate he hadn’t missed any schoolwork, but his rank on the midterm exam remained unchanged.
As for those trolls who were trying to be clever, they were confronted by fans, revealing they were simply following the trend, vaguely aware of Yan Han’s identity but never having watched his livestreams.
Witnessing the massive discrediting of the trolls, fans expressed immense relief and showered Yan Han with gifts.
At this moment, Yan Han, still in the competition hall, also saw the news from the speaker at the top of the screen— user [Maowei Qing Fengdu] tipped streamer [Red Date Soy Milk] with a salmon!
The highest tip on live streaming websites, 5,000 yuan, was broadcast across all the network’s speakers and replayed.
And considering this was a joint live stream by the five major websites, anyone who gave their favorite streamer 5,000 yuan would have their name appear on all five websites.
The appearance of Qing Fengdu’s salmon had once again ignited many fans, who remarked that our streamer really didn’t need to focus on the money; the daily tips they received were already more than enough.
Yan Han: …
The host had obviously seen the news as well. Considering Qing Fengdu’s popularity on Maowei and in the gaming community, he changed the subject and said, “It seems that Master Qing Fengdu is a loyal fan of yours.”
Yan Han paused, knowing that Qing Fengdu’s gift of salmon, visible to everyone online, was a gesture of support, silencing those who were trying to discredit him.
The message was essentially, “Those of you who only know how to slander behind someone’s back, go ahead and curse. Anyway, I, the rich guy, will always stand by the streamer.”
Yan Han was grateful. Although he’d never taken the negative comments to heart, nor did he care to argue with them, and certainly didn’t want his fans to fight them or even retaliate by showering them with gifts, it was fine for him to say such things in his own livestream. How could Big Brother possibly drop the ball when they were all united in their support?
So, in this public interview, in front of so many viewers, Yan Han emphasized his gratitude to Qing Fengdu and all the fans who had always supported him.
Although he didn’t often speak before livestreams, his tone was unmistakably doting.
That’s right, Big Brother was a protective person. He could handle the criticism, but he couldn’t stand it when someone criticized his fans.
So in front of all the fans and haters, Yan Han said: “Those who question the fairness of this competition can go ahead and find evidence. My live broadcast room is right there, and I welcome confrontation at any time. And to those who say that I have abandoned my studies because of participating in the competition, I want to say that first, I have never given up my studies, and second, you have no right to criticize me. Third, I hope that everyone watching the live broadcast can be clear about what they want to do, and don’t be misled by others, or even by me. Do what you want to do within your ability, that’s enough.”
“Wow.” Before Yan Han finished speaking, the host couldn’t help but interrupt, “I think Soy Milk is right. Everyone’s situation is different. Some people have the energy and time to come to our academic competition to practice. I think it’s completely OK. I see that many barrages are very extreme. Even our activities were criticized just to criticize you.”
The host said the latter sentence with a smile, but there was a bit of grievance in his tone. It was obvious that his words did not mean to blame Yan Han, but to satirize those brainless haters.
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