26-29: I affirm your capability to be a broadcaster, but you want to cultivate .
Chapter 26
To show respect, powder would send a cat courtyard to an anchor, which would be broadcast on the whole platform. For a ti, the sa ostentatious announcent would appear in the most eye-catching areas of all the Fighting Cat live broadcasts.
Having spent the night in the broadcast rooms of Lemon Dad and Mang God, the audience, who were on the verge of despair, welcod this sudden finale. Their initial reaction was as muddled with shock as Ling ng’s.
However, when they did react, it wasn’t clear who started the rhythm first. In the barrage between the two live broadcasts, the phrase “love ♂ nest” was brushed up.
— Mang God sent Lemon Dad the big house!
— I have a room, do you have anybody?
— Stimulated by that late-night handso guy, Mang God decided to show off his wealthy side!
When Ling ng had been lurking in Mang God’s broadcast room, he had seen system announcents for a lot of local tyrants delivering cat courtyards to female anchors and sotis so powder also sent them to Mang God, but he did not expect Shan Zhu to make such a display.
Ling ng was inexplicably a little flustered. The first thing he did in his panic was raise his hand to turn off the cara.
Seeing that the anchor’s face cam suddenly turned black, the water friends who wanted to see Lemon Daddy’s reaction rejected it and collectively brushed the screen in protest.
— Why turn off the cara?
— The anchor is bashful.
— Were you moved to cry and are too embarrassed to show us?
Ling ng coughed dryly: “No, uh what, my cara is out of power.”
— Oh, your cara is plugged in, really [smile]
— The anchor of the big house says everything is all right [smile]
— Next broadcast, rember to bring a battery, oh [smile]
“Uh…”
— Mang God took the initiative to attack, Li Dad’s frightened in comparison!
— Lemon Daddy, don’t be scared, the waves will wave!
— Lemon Daddy, shouldn’t you say sothing now to thank him for delivering the cat food?
“Thank you, Mang God, for sending the cat courtyard…to affirm my capability as a broadcast anchor.” Ling ng said a line that only the two of them could understand, so it sounded quite perfunctory to the audience.
— Routine, full of routine.
— Sincerity! A little more sincerity!
— So your capability is really great, oh~
“We have to turn off the lights soon. If I don’t turn off the computer, it’ll flicker,” Ling ng explained dryly, but no one believed it.
Housekeeper Mangosteen: Co on, the CPU will flicker.
Ling ng breathed a sigh of relief, only fellow students could understand the pain of lights out. He quickly said goodbye, shut down the computer, and, in the blink of an eye, the brightly lit dormitory was in the dark.
Chapter 27
Ling ng was tangled up in bed, holding his glowing phone. He had had the WeChat window open for ten minutes, hesitating over returning the money to Shan Zhu.
Although an anchor would be very happy to receive the gift, knowing the person who gave it made him feel a little embarrassed because it was different from gifts given by people he’d never t before.
Shan Zhu: Good night.
While he was wavering, Shan Zhu sent a ssage over first. Struck by impulse, Ling ng sent a red envelope of two hundred.
The instant he did it, he began to regret it. He didn’t know if 200 was enough to buy a cat courtyard.
The other side accepted it and the transfer progress showed on the display.
Shan Zhu: I’m affirming your capability to broadcast, but you want to keep (like a mistress)?
Ling ng: …
Suddenly, he was no longer conflicted and he even wanted to take the red envelope back!
Ling ng: Old driver, teach , how did you accelerate from a speed of 0 to 200?
Shan Zhu: Two hundred yuan of oil was added.
Ling ng: If I give you two thousand, can’t you just fly up to heaven?
Shan Wei: DaddyTakesYouFlying.gif
……very good! Here’s another one brushing his expression pack!
If this chat screenshot leaked out, Ling ng could guess how the title of the post would be written:
— Shocked! Fighting Cat platform anchor undertook such a deal in private…
— Shocked! The reason why the famous Mang God is boosting the new anchor is…
— Shocked! When the male anchor wants to beco a popular anchor, he has to pay a monetary bribe…
Ling ng: Are there any other anchors that have offered to bribe you to help with growing grass?
Shan Zhu: Yes, many.
Ling ng: Really?
Ling ng’s spirit of gossip was ignited.
Ling ng: How is it done?
Shan Zhu: It’s the thod you’ve sumd up: faking gay to sell rot and brushing gifts.
Shan Zhu: Brush a courtyard, receive two courtyards worth of money.
Ling ng carefully calculated; he actually owed a lot of money.
Ling ng: You agreed?
Shan Zhu: No.
Ling ng: Why?
Shan Zhu: Not motivated by money.
Ling ng wasn’t nosy about Shan Zhu’s inco. He only knew that he wasn’t poor. After all, there were so many legends about millions in anchor revenue across the country. Such a Shan Zhu was certainly not moved by money.
Shan Zhu: There’s also sex appeal.
Ling ng: You agreed to that?
Shan Zhu: No.
Ling ng: Why?
Shan Zhu: Didn’t have your good looks.
…I thank you, oh!
Ling ng: I’m serious! Don’t brush gifts to in the future!
Ling ng: Don’t let money taint our friendship!
Shan Zhu: In that case, no friendship.
Ling ng:???
Ling ng: You want to cut off all ties with ?
Shan Zhu: Go to bed early.
Having said these words, Shan Zhu didn’t respond again, which made Ling ng confused. He just said that Shan Zhu shouldn’t brush gifts to him, but even friends had to allowed to do that?
Chapter 28
Ling ng dozed off with his mind spinning in confusion. The next morning, he was awakened by a knock at the door. Shan Zhu stood there in the entryway with a stead bun and soy milk, obviously he had no intention to break off ties.
Ling ng, not yet fully awake, was stunned until he rembered that today was Friday and that Shan Zhu had said that he would bring him breakfast.
“You really brought breakfast,” Ling ng scratched his unkempt hair, ashad. “This feels a little awkward.”
“Didn’t you treat to a al yesterday?”
al? What al? Ling ng carefully reviewed the previous day, but he only rembered the red envelope of two hundred.
…deep affection for this lemon peel which was also on the lemon’s body?
“That’s not a al, that’s…”
Ling ng froze up.
“Well?”
Ling ng was struck speechless, could I say my brain seized up?
“Is it really that difficult…”
“No!” Ling ng quickly stepped on the accelerator (for his stalled brain).
His roommate was woken up by the scent and saw the two standing at the door.
“Mang God? Why are you here?”
“Delivering breakfast to ngng.”
“How co Mang God is bringing breakfast for ngng?” He looked envious. “Did you order Mang Group takeout?”
“I still have class, I’ll go first.” Shan Zhu stuffed the soymilk and stead bun into Ling ng’s hands and instructed him, “Breakfast must be eaten.”
“Oh, okay.”
Ling ng took the bun into the room, habitually turning on his computer and going online. There were few people in the ga this early in the morning and all his friends were offline. It was difficult to match with opponents by looking for ranked matches, so Ling ng just clicked the casual match nu.
Casual matches weren’t separated by rank so great gods could run into novices and destroy the beautiful ambition they held towards the ga.
Ling ng encountered such a person: the account level was not high and the rank was zero.
[Federation] Lemon: Galaxy newcor? Daddy will be rciful.
The other side didn’t speak, as if they couldn’t figure out how to chat.
Ling ng played while eating, using 50% of his strength. It wasn’t until the southwest corner was attacked by the other side that Ling ng realized the situation wasn’t good.
It seed that it wasn’t a newbie; it was most likely a small account. Ling ng put down his food and started taking the ga seriously.
Despite his disadvantageous position, Ling ng still was confident he could make a coback. After all, under the training of Shan Zhu, Ling ng’s skills and techniques had been significantly improved and his national ranking had risen to 250. As a god-level player, losing to passers-by in casual matches would be pretty humiliating.
Twenty minutes later, Ling ng sat stiffly in front of the computer, staring at the imposing black and white screen in front of his eyes. He couldn’t believe that he actually lost and that he had even lost so very badly. Even if he played with all his strength from the beginning, he probably wouldn’t have won.
The ga over interface would only last a few seconds. Ling ng ca back to himself and quickly typed out a line with the sa hands that had gifted hospice care for so many years.
[Federation] Lemon: What’s your big account?
The opponent didn’t reply and quickly withdrew from the room.
Depressed, Ling ng fell back in his chair with sigh of resentnt caught up in his chest.
Even when he lost to Mang God, he didn’t feel so troubled: the other side was a known great god so even if he lost, there was no psychological stress over it.
Ling ng opened his opponent’s match record and was surprised to find that this small account, which hadn’t participated in ranking matches at all, had not lost once in his fifty-seven match career.
Fifty-seven consecutive wins. Even if they were all casual matches, it was quite a stunning achievent.
Ling ng: I was totally abused.
If Ling ng said, “I was defeated,” Shan Zhu might not be particularly surprised; after all, Ling ng was not a top ace in the national rankings. But what he said was, “I was completely abused,” which indicated a bit of a mishap. After all, to completely abuse Lemon Daddy, you would have to be at least in the top ten.
Shan Zhu: Who was it?
Ling ng: I don’t know, so small account.
He took two screenshots and sent them, the battle record from the match and the small account’s winning streak.
The experienced Shan Zhu knew, at first glance, that Ling ng had not t an ordinary person.
Shan Zhu: Did you save the match video?
Ling ng: Saved.
Shan Zhu: Wait for to watch it.
At noon, Shan Zhu ca to Ling ng’s room and reviewed the whole match with him.
It could be seen that Ling ng played relatively casually in the early stage, obviously not thinking much of his opponent. In the middle stage, he began to get serious, because the opponent was so strong. However, Ling ng failed to make a coback even with all his strength and everything collapsed in the late stage.
Shan Zhu carefully watched it twice and concluded: “He’s really strong. Maybe even I wouldn’t be a worthy opponent.”
“Not even you? Is it a professional player?”
“It’s not outside the realm of possibility, but he didn’t play with all his strength.”
“What?” Ling ng couldn’t believe it.
“Look at the technology tree for each of his matches; it’s not the mainstream upgrade route. It’s obvious that he is using this small account as a test to experint with an unfamiliar play style.”
Ling ng was speechless. If the other party really was as fierce as Shan Zhu said, it was no surprise that he lost.
“I want to fight him.” Shan Zhu tapped his finger on the left mouse button, as if he was thinking.
“You want to arrange a match with him? How can you do that?”
“I don’t know. First, we have to find this guy.”
Chapter 29
@Mangosteen: If anyone knows this friend nad Guava, please let know. I admire his strength very much and would like the opportunity to ask him for advice. Thank you.
[screenshot of Guava’s ga data.jpg]
— @FanA: What’s this? Mang God overtly issuing a letter of challenge?
— @FanB: I went and checked the record of this person, fifty-seven consecutive victories and zero defeats. This is General Chang Sheng. [screenshot of Guava’s historical record.jpg]
— @FanC: It must be a small account, but I don’t know whose small account.
— @FanD: Mang God VS Mysterious Small Account God, looking forward to it a little.
……
— @FanJ: The last match this ID played was this morning against Lemon and it was a victory with a huge margin.
— @FanK: So…this is Lemon Daddy being tragically KO slaughtered and Mang God wanting to stand in for him?
— @FanL: Mang God guarding his baby’s heart is understandable, but IMHO I’m not convinced he could win.
……
It was twenty-four hours later when a newly registered account replied to this Weibo post.
— @Guava: Ok.
The battle between Mangosteen and Guava was scheduled for Sunday night. In addition to Mang God’s, Lemon Daddy’s broadcast room was also crowded with people because he was going to do the guest comntary for the match.
Ling ng, who had never served as a comntator, has done a lot of preparatory work, but he only had information on Shan Zhu for the player side of things. For Guava, besides the 57-ga winning streak and his one personal experience, the information he knew was basically zero.
Before the ga began, Ling ng sent a WeChat ssage to Shan Zhu.
Ling ng: I’m so nervous.
Shan Zhu: I’m the one playing, what are you nervous about?
Ling ng: The opponent is likely a pro, I’m afraid you’ll lose.
Shan Zhu: Would you be disappointed if I lost?
Ling ng: Don’t fuss, it’s normal to lose to professional players.
Ling ng: There are so many people watching, I’m afraid that your powder watching you lose will be disappointed.
If Ling ng were around, Shan Zheng would really want to pinch his face.
Shan Zhu: I just want to hold a training match with him, it doesn’t matter if I win or lose.
Shan Zhu: Even if I lose, it would be because of the strength of the other side, there’s nothing to worry about.
Shan Zhu: You don’t have to be nervous either. Don’t forget that every day in the Federation-Empire, you are Lemon Daddy, oh
Shan Zhu: DadIsFearless.gif
Ling ng was amused by his own expression pack, so his nervous mood was greatly diluted.
Ling ng: If you win, I will send you a big house too!
Shan Zhu: It’s better to privately transfer the money. I’d rather you keep .
Ling ng: Brake!
Ling ng found that if he hung around Shan Zhu for a long ti, the level of braking would increase more and more.
Shan Zhu: If I lose, I also have sothing ready to say.
Ling ng: What will you say?
Shan Zhu: YouBoysPlayGasVeryWellOh~.gif
Ling ng: Mud!
The barrage ca rushing forth like a high tide: tonight’s other protagonist had arrived, an unranked small account, without even an avatar. The more simple it was, the more mysterious it seed.
[Room] Mangosteen: Thank you for coming.
[Room] Guava: It’s nothing, just casual.
The audience gasped when they saw this. The other side obviously didn’t put any weight in this match, it was just to pass the ti.
[Room] Mangosteen: My friend and I are both broadcasting live, you don’t mind?
[Room] Guava: Oh, don’t worry. I don’t watch live broadcasts, I won’t stream snipe.
It was clear the other side understood the implication of Shan Zhu’s words. Shan Zhu said nothing more and entered the match directly. They were doing a non-random scenario, that is, they could choose the faction they wanted to use before the start.
Ling ng was wearing a good mic. During a normal competition, the comntator and the audience could see the ga screens of the players on both sides. However, this match was quite special and Ling ng could only explain from a single perspective.
“We don’t really know much about this Guava. What kind of faction he’s good at and which he’s going to play isn’t known. I am afraid that this is really a blind fight for Mang God.
“Unexpectedly, Mang God has selected the alien faction. Everyone knows the aliens are the faction Mang God is most skilled with. There are few people playing aliens and ordinary players don’t have much experience with them.
“Mang God has locked in his faction, the countdown is going. In re monts, we’ll see the opponent’s choice, he chose …”
Ling ng suddenly raised his tone: “It’s also alien!”
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Footnotes:
1. local tyrant (土豪): slang for arrogant, wealthy people
2. old driver (老司机): originally a slang term for soone who likes to talk dirty, has evolved to an soone who is experienced (a veteran)
3. General Chang Sheng (常胜将军): an idiom aning the commander who wins every battle, soone who is effective in strategy, planning, and command deploynt
4. Brake (刹车): To curb bad habits
5. Mud (泥垢): Internet slang homonym for “you’re too much!”, indicating anger at the behavior of the other person, can also be said jokingly
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Sotis I just want to pat Ling ng on the head, he’s so oblivious.
Next chapter you’ll have to decide: are you #TeamMango or #TeamGuava
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