Chapter 1395: Chapter 1393: The Bet!
“What the hell! Kid, what did you just say? You said Little Su is trash?!”
“Damn it, give
your address, and I’ll find soone to end you! You say Little Su, such a strong person, is unworthy?! I spit on that! It’s you who’s unworthy, isn’t it?!”
“The brother upstairs is right, an unranked strear like you wants to compete with our Little Su?! I think you’d better pack up and leave!”
“Hmph! Little Su is the number one strear in the League of Legends channel on the platform; and his level is supposedly beneath you?!”
Hao Jian’s comnt imdiately ignited the fans of Little Su, among them many obsessed female fans, and so looking for a chance to vent a few slams.
These fans of Little Su followed him in without having watched Hao Jian’s stream, and didn’t know Hao Jian’s abilities; they only saw his arrogance and that he was a new face on the streaming platform, so they didn’t care about his identity.
In their eyes, a new face on the streaming platform can’t have much skill, can he?
The image of Little Su, developed over many years, had already taken root in their hearts. Now, encountering soone cursing their idol, they couldn’t hold back even if they tried!
Especially when this strear spoke without any rcy, belittling Little Su’s skills! He was a famous gaming strear on the platform!
“Cough, cough.”
Looking at these comnts, Hao Jian couldn’t help but cough dryly, shrugged, and said, “I’m not saying he’s unworthy in terms of real-life status, I’m talking about in-ga techniques and skills.”
“Fans, don’t find the wrong point to attack, or you’ll make your strear awkward; your strear brought up this topic first.”
Hao Jian looked at the comnts with a half-smile. He didn’t know if these people were using main or alt accounts, but their points of attack were indeed amusing. He was talking about in-ga matters; these later-coming fans probably didn’t see his conversation with Little Su, which caused this situation.
Knowing the reason, Hao Jian had no intention of explaining. Why should he explain on behalf of soone who’s not polite to him? Now, not saring him is already rciful.
“…”
Imdiately, with Hao Jian’s words, those arrogant fans beca speechless, temporarily at a loss for words.
Thus, apart from so chatting or onlooker comnts, there were no more abusive words in the comnt section. After all, saying the wrong thing could tarnish their idol’s reputation, which wouldn’t be good.
“Heh, our great strear isn’t talking now? Did my scorn make you feel inferior?” Hao Jian laughed with obvious mockery and targeting in his tone, but he wanted to teach this strear a lesson, to show him there’s always soone better.
“Kid…”
In front of the computer, Little Su’s face twisted. This was the first ti since becoming a strear that soone looked down on him like this—only previously from trolls or those trying to sar his reputation.
But today’s new strear acquaintance, they barely knew each other, and yet sparks flew between them. Little Su, who only knows how to play gas, was at a loss.
From the past to now, all he knew was gaming. Besides eating and sleeping, he played gas to improve his skills, or stread a bit as a top player, to earn so money.
After typing two words on the keyboard, he didn’t know what to say, and when he sent them, Hao Jian’s face showed surprise. Little Su saw a sneer on Hao Jian’s screen, and the following words made him explode.
“Looks like your Kung Fu isn’t honed yet! You’re bullied at your doorstep, and you can only talk like this…”
Hao Jian said earnestly, not caring if Little Su heard: “This won’t do! You’ll be infuriated by many. Now you’re just hanging in a third-place team, but when champion and runner-up teams co to crash your spot, how will you handle it?”
“Just like now? Haha, I think you should forget about it. Maybe by then, you guys won’t even qualify to say such things, since those above you also need to make money…”
As he was about to continue, Hao Jian seed to realize he’d said too much, laughed, and waved it off, deciding not to continue. What’s said is like spilled water—irretrievable, so he might as well admit it and stop more words from coming out.
“You’re provoking !”
Little Su roared angrily, his fingers flying over the keyboard, pressing enter with reddened eyes and a very ugly complexion.
“I’ll bet you a million! If you win, this million is yours; if you lose, you pay
a million back!”
“I’ll bet my wealth and dignity to show you that Little Su’s skills are not as trashy as you think! I’ll show you the gap between a hobbyist strear and a professional player strear!”
Little Su didn’t believe he’d lose. With his skills, only about a dozen people dostically could beat him, and he knew them all, none of whom were Hao Jian. So he dared to bet such a huge amount, because he knew he wouldn’t lose it!
Now it depends on whether this guy dares to bet. If he dares, a million will be in his pockets again.
For a gaming strear like Little Su, a million is not a small amount, but it’s not too huge, considering his platform contract includes a 10-million annual salary and revenue from fan gifts, more than enough for a long ti.
“A million?”
Hao Jian’s lips curled slightly. He wasn’t short of a million, but he could spend it with Che Xiaoxiao. Besides, with soone giving money away, how could he refuse?
Therefore, Hao Jian nodded, agreeing to Little Su’s proposal. Where else would he find such a good deal?
“Hmph! In that case, let’s begin!”
Seeing Hao Jian agree, Little Su snorted coldly, closed Hao Jian’s stream, opened his own, and launched League of Legends.
After adding each other as friends, Little Su opened a 1V1 room, pulling Hao Jian in.
“Heh, let’s see how many will still head over to your stream to watch your pathetic show!” Upon opening his stream, viewers soared past 200,000, bringing a proud smile to his face.
After connecting the voice chat, Hao Jian, with a cold sneer, entered the hero selection interface upon Little Su’s confirmation; looking over the heroes, he pondered which one to use to demolish this arrogant Little Su.
After much thought, Hao Jian selected a support hero, Fury of the Storm, commonly known as the Wind Lady.
And the viewers watching, seeing Hao Jian choose a support hero, suddenly turned a shade of disbelief.
They were in Little Su’s stream, watching him use the Monkey King! This guy was about to get the Wind Lady hit to death!
“He’s crazy! The strear has gone mad! In a duel, why pick a support hero? Such heroes are incredibly weak one-on-one! Little Su’s signature hero is Sun Wukong, now being used, won’t the strear be hit to tears?!”
“A million! A million! This strear really doesn’t treat money as money! Don’t they know what a million ans? How could he possibly earn it back?!”
“Tsk, who knows, maybe it’s just ignorance, not understanding hero counters.”
Seeing these comnts, Hao Jian’s lips curled faintly, shaking his head secretly. If he’d chosen other types of heroes, it would be unfair to Little Su, because he’d suffer worse. Using a support hero to fight him sort of maintained his dignity.
But whether he accepts this dignity is up to Little Su, if not, well, it’s out there, if he wants it, he can take it.
“Haha! This guy is joking, right?!”
Entering the ga loading screen, Little Su saw Hao Jian’s hero choice and couldn’t help but burst out laughing. To ensure he wouldn’t lose, he picked his best hero, after all, a million was at stake—losing would hurt for a long ti.
Now seeing Hao Jian choose a support hero, wasn’t he being underestimated?! Or perhaps he overestimated, thinking Hao Jian wasn’t as skilled as imagined.
Shaking his head, Little Su thought maybe he was overthinking; perhaps Hao Jian was just a rookie strear, unaware of the rules. However, the million-dollar bet was placed in front of a million viewers, so it couldn’t be undone.
“Guess you’re out of luck, there’s no way you’re getting this million.”
Little Su’s eyes glinted, wearing headphones, yet cutting off the chat with Hao Jian at the end, afraid his laughter would inadvertently spill.
This way, he found it was leaving a little face for the guy. After all, he was Little Su, the top League of Legends strear on this platform; he couldn’t lack poise, could he?
“Now, let
show you my power!”
Ga loaded, heroes entered.
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