Translator: Dj2203
Editor: Dj2203
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But Yan Han suddenly remembered this and, giving the host a heads-up, went along with him. “A friend of mine who’s a top student said that the 30,000 questions in the test bank are all very standard, and they all cover high school knowledge. Practicing them will be very helpful for my future studies.”
“Oh?” The host, feeling both proud and surprised at the implicit affirmation, said, “Does Soy Milk have a top student friend? I think you’re quite impressive!”
Yan Han tactfully answered, “He’s a true top student. We’re not even on the same level.”
“Then can I ask if he’s a man or a woman… oh, I mean, did he come to watch your match?”
“Well…”
Yan Han scratched his head; he really didn’t know.
Lin Jianlu knew he was competing in the semifinals and finals today, and before school ended, he’d even said good luck to him before they parted. But Yan Han had no idea whether Lin Jianlu had actually watched his livestream.
His focus had always been on his studies, and if Wen Juerong hadn’t occasionally mentioned his livestreams, Yan Han wouldn’t have remembered that so many people had discovered his identity.
But none of that really mattered. What mattered was that after the interview, he was going to call Lin Jianlu…
He chatted with the host for a while, and amidst the laughter and comments flooding the screen, the host asked, “Do you have anything else to say to your fans, Soy Milk?”
Many waited with bated breath for this crucial finale, and the comments streamed again, filled with confessions of love for Yan Han. Comments like, “I love you, streamer,” “I cherish you,” and “I’ll always love you” were swirls of emotion. Even then, Qing Fengdu, once again overshadowed all the comments with the power of his currency, once again taking center stage on the entire site.
This time, he not only voted for a piece of salmon, but also added a message: “Soy milk, I love you!”
“Wow! Is this a confession for the entire internet?” Fans were once again excited, discussing how truly charming Qing Fengdu was, and how he’d lavishly spent money on his beloved.
Yan Han: …
Even though he knew they were just cheering him on, he still felt bad for Qing Fengdu’s money.
Who would believe he was truly a fan? He’d never been seen during live streams, only popping up during matches like this, clearly just to support him.
…Out of a kind of camaraderie, a mutual support between fellow streamers on the same site?
That’s what Yan Han thought.
After all, the two of them had only chatted privately twice, and the conversation gave Yan Han a vague feeling that Qing Fengdu might have simply noticed him and found him interesting, so he was teasing him.
However, he had told him last time not to spend money, and Yan Han felt that this was not going to work. He would have to talk to him about it after the matter was over. If not, he would return the money to Qing Fengdu.
However, during this interview, he still said with a smile in his voice, “Thank you everyone, I love you too.”
The moment he finished speaking, the content on the small speaker at the top of the screen updated again –
User [314159] gave the anchor [Red Date Soy Milk] a salmon piece!
User [314159] gave the anchor [Red Date Soy Milk] a salmon piece!
User [314159] gave the anchor [Red Date Soy Milk] a salmon piece!
….
directly pushing Qing Fengdu’s “confession of love to the whole network” down.
The small speaker kept flashing. The host, who was supposed to end the interview and announce the conclusion of the academic competition, was stunned, and so were the other audience members.
…So how many salmon were tipped?!
The small speaker could hold three messages, which meant that to push Qing Fengdu’s, this person would have to give at least 15,000 yuan…
The others were shocked, but Yan Han was completely terrified! He quickly checked his backstage information and found that in just a few moments, he had added more… One, two, three, four, five, five salmon?!
But that wasn’t the end. Amidst everyone’s shocked gazes and discussions, the small speaker flickered again, and Yan Han’s message showed that a string of letters had given him another three salmon…
So, excluding the one from Qing Fengdu, this big brother with a string of letters had given him a total of 30,000 yuan?!
The remaining audience members exclaimed,
“Holy crap, what a rich guy!”
“Hey, big boss!”
“The players at Maowei are the rich ones! How much has the streamer made in just a short while…”
“Big boss! The top player in Soy Milk’s livestream! You’ve finally appeared!”
“Hahaha, big boss is here! Haters, keep dancing! Let’s see how much tips the streamer will receive today thanks to you.”
Yan Han didn’t bother to read the comments. The interview was over, and he had nothing else to do.
He simply opened his backstage, pulled up a string of chats with 314159, and typed, “Brother!”
Unexpectedly, this time, he got a quick reply.
314159: Huh?
Yan Han quickly typed back, “Um, thank you so much for your support. But don’t give me gifts anymore. Uh uh uh, you gave me so much, I’m scared qaq.”
314159: Not bad, less than 50,000.
Yan Han: …
He’d heard of people who bankrupted themselves giving gifts to streamers before, and the audience watching his streams were mostly students. Where did a student get so much money?
When he’d tipped 10,000 yuan before, Yan Han had thought it was okay, still within his control. After all, he’d spent more than that playing games before, so he could probably understand the fan mentality of the streamer.
But now, out of the blue, he’d dropped so much money… and judging by the other person’s tone, he didn’t seem very old… well, 50,000 yuan wasn’t a lot, but it was definitely a lot for a young master to say such arrogant things… Yan Han couldn’t help but imagine the other person was a little kid who’d spent all his pocket money, bankrupted himself, on a gift.
He didn’t know how to persuade him, so even the older brother couldn’t help but panic.
Red Date Soy Milk: Be good, don’t give me gifts anymore, baby.
Since the conversation had gotten to that point, Yan Han sent Qing Fengdu another private message, a similar one.
However, since he’d chatted with Qing Fengdu several times before, they were already quite familiar with each other, so Yan Han’s tone was much more casual than that of a string of letters. After both of them finished typing, they waited for a while, but neither sent a reply.
Yan Han returned to his livestream and took a look. He realized that while Qing Fengdu hadn’t replied to his message, he must have seen it— as at the top of the comment section, Qing Fengdu had copied the message he had just sent him privately and even added a caption.
Maowei Qing Fengdu: Red Date Soy Milk: Be obedient, brother. Don’t spend money on me anymore, and don’t give me gifts anymore, baby.
Maowei Qing Fengdu: Look, your anchor is typing away at me, how cute!
Maowei Qing Fengdu: So cute, I always subconsciously thought it was a boy 🙂
….
After Qing Fengdu posted this, many fans started to chime in, calling the anchor cute and saying they wanted to give him a loving kiss.
Yan Han felt a little helpless. This great Qing Fengdu’s style was so addictive that Yan Han sometimes felt he came to his livestream just to tease his fans.
Happy to have won against Big Brother today, Yan Han couldn’t help but relax, so he joked with him during the livestream. He turned on the microphone and said, “Of course, Qing Fengdu is the cutest when it comes to cuteness.”
Maowei Qing Fengdu: Average, third in the world.
Fans on both sides watched them interact livestream, some even exclaiming in awe.
Some even commented on “Qing Fengdu Soy Milk CP.” This left Yan Han completely bewildered by the direction this was taking.
But just then, his phone suddenly rang. Seeing the words “Lin Jianlu Classmate” on the screen, Yan Han quickly turned off the microphone and answered the call.
He was about to call Big Brother Lin, but he didn’t expect him to call first!
So Lin Jianlu must be watching his livestream. Maybe he could ask Big Brother Lin what his ID was.
“Hey, Big Brother Lin! Did you watch the live broadcast of the academic competition? I won first place!”
“Yeah.” Lin Jianlu’s voice carried his usual calm tone.
“Thanks to you all this time, I got the prize money, so I have to treat you to a nice meal. What do you want to eat?”
“Anything,” Lin Jianlu said.
Yan Han: “…”
“What does ‘anything’ mean? There has to be a name, right?” Yan Han said, standing up from his chair, stretching, and walking around a few times to stretch his arms and legs.
“It doesn’t matter what I eat. I called to congratulate you.” Lin Jianlu’s voice was still emotionless. He didn’t know if it was because they were over the phone that he sounded a little cold, or what, but Yan Han always felt that Big Brother Lin’s tone was strange.
But before there was solid evidence, Yan Han never gave it much thought. He just continued with a playful smile, “Thank you, Big Brother Lin! You’ve made an invaluable contribution, so…”
“So, can you come out now?” Lin Jianlu interrupted him.
Yan Han: “?”
Lin Jianlu rarely sounded so impulsive, but Yan Han still checked the time seriously. It was just past ten-thirty, the time when the old lady downstairs would have locked the door, which seemed a bit inconvenient.
But that wasn’t the point.
The point was what was going on? Why was Brother Big Brother Lin so anxious to see him? He sounded a little anxious…
Yan Han: “…Is it something urgent?”
Lin Jianlu’s voice sounded regretful and hesitant again: “Not really, I was just kidding.”
“…How about you come to our dorm? It’s a girls’ dorm, but I live alone here. It’s the weekend, so the dormitory inspector probably won’t be here… Hmm.” The more Yan Han thought about it, the more he thought this plan might work.
“…”
There was a slight pause on the other end of the line, and Lin Jianlu’s voice had returned to normal as he said, “Nothing, just kidding. I saw your live broadcast and it was pretty good. You… should go to bed early tonight.”
“Ah,” Yan Han replied, stunned.
“Then… let’s talk about it tomorrow?”
Lin Jianlu: “Yes.”
“Okay, then I’ll go to bed soon. Goodnight, Big Brother Lin!”
“Yes, goodnight.”
After saying goodnight, there was silence from the other end, but the caller didn’t hang up. Yan Han blinked in confusion, his mood suddenly fluctuating— in fact, he really wanted to see Lin Jianlu.
It wasn’t for any reason, just that Big Brother was happy. He had unexpectedly achieved academic success and actually won the prize.
This joy was like surging magma. In fact, if he hadn’t been pulled in for an interview by the host after the competition and hadn’t experienced a wave of trolls and exorbitant tips, he would have called Big Brother Lin with overwhelming excitement.
And he figured Lin Jianlu might be feeling the same way.
That’s why he called.
If it were the old Big Brother, he would have rushed out of the school without a word to find someone to share his joy.
But when did he start to change? He started to worry about the school’s lock-up time, and started to wonder if going out would delay his studies for the next day…
Yan Han felt that this was not right.
The fingers holding the phone tightened slightly, and when he felt that the other party was about to hang up, Yan Han suddenly spoke and shouted: “Brother Big Brother Lin, wait a minute!”
“Huh?”
“Wait for me at the school gate now, I’ll be there soon!”
Yan Han hung up the phone decisively, turned off the live broadcast completely, went to the dressing room to find a set of neutral clothes to put on, and sneaked to the balcony on the second floor of the dormitory.
Looking down under the bright moonlight, after making sure that there was no one below, Yan Han pushed himself over the balcony with both hands, and jumped out cleanly…
He jumped down without any hesitation.
The author has something to say:
Late Night Emotional Radio: When you were young, were there times when you wanted to rush to someone regardless of everything?
Lin Jianlu: Yeah.
Yan Han:…I…yes, that’s right, I’m still young QAQ
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