Chapter 69: The anchor brother loves me 16. The good girl wants to be picked up.

After Ye Ling fell asleep, Li Feng remained in the guest room, guarding her on the single sofa against the wall.

Seeing that the fixed live broadcast time every night was approaching, he scratched his hair, hesitated for a long time and did not go to the study. Instead, he took out his mobile phone, rarely opened the mobile game "PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds", and started the mobile live broadcast.

[Huh? Are you playing a mobile game instead of a PC game today?]

[Why is Blade silent again? Is he shutting up and practicing cultivation?]

【Isn't Blade broadcasting in the study today? 】

Li Feng did not reply to the comments, but silently controlled his character to parachute and loot. Under the cover of his top-notch skills, his absent-mindedness was almost unnoticed.

Until suddenly a faint cough was heard in the background: "Cough cough... cough..."

Li Feng's running movement while controlling "Blade" paused noticeably.

【??? What did I hear? A cough!】

[Is that the blond-haired roommate's younger brother? Is he sick?]

[No wonder Blade was live-streaming on his phone today, taking care of his roommate's younger brother?]

[She sounds so weak. Blade, you don't care? You're still playing games??]

Li Feng tutted, his voice cold and hard: "Yeah. Noisy."

He immediately turned off the microphone after saying this, and his movements suddenly became fierce and aggressive, fighting with guns at everyone he saw, as if he was pouring out all his inexplicable anxiety on the virtual battlefield.

[Blade seems angry? Is he annoyed by his younger brother?]

[This murderous aura tonight... I can feel a chill down my neck even through the screen!]

My roommate's younger brother is sick and coughing, and I'm complaining about the noise? So miserable!

[Although my roommate's younger brother is suspected to be the rookie who lost six games in a row last time... I still support my roommate's younger brother this time ()]

Li Feng: “…”

Just when everyone thought Blade would carry this low pressure through to the end of the live stream, he said without warning after a high-ranking round was settled: "I'm done."

Then he quit the game at lightning speed, an hour earlier than usual.

The live broadcast room was instantly flooded with question marks [??? ? ? ?].

However, the game screen went black, but... Li Feng seemed to have forgotten to turn off the live broadcast.

In the live broadcast room with a black screen, there was silence for a few seconds, and then there was a slight sound of a chair being pushed away and rubbing against the floor.

Then, Li Feng's voice, which he tried to lower but was still picked up by the microphone, asked, "Why is it still burning?"

Then Ye Ling's weak and nasal murmur came vaguely: "I don't know... Brother... I'm so thirsty..."

Then, first there was the sound of water being poured, then the crisp sound of the cup hitting the wall. Li Feng's voice rang out again, still low, yet strangely gentle: "Drink slowly."

After that, the sound disappeared completely.

The comments in the live broadcast room were completely crazy. The darkness before their eyes did not prevent their imaginations from breaking through the sky.

[What the hell! What the hell! What the hell! What did I hear?!]

Blade may sound annoyed, but his body is honest! He's off the air to take care of a patient!

[Ahhh, this bass! This tone! A gentle attack!]

[Roommate's younger brother is sick, and Blade immediately becomes a gentle dad]

[Raptor becomes a mom, hahahahahaha, Blade, you have come to this day too!!!]

The next day at noon, Li Feng started a live broadcast of lunchtime chat for the first time.

The barrage was full of aftershocks from last night:

[How's my brother? Blade!]

[Has the fever subsided? What time did you stay with me?]

Li Feng looked at the comments, snorted coldly, and answered the netizens' questions vaguely: "Yeah. The noise kept me awake all night."

But the next second, he added casually, "The fever's gone. I've been tossing and turning for half the night... and insisting on having caramel pudding. It's so troublesome."

[Taking care of her for half the night!!! Confirmed!]

[My younger brother is just acting like a spoiled brat! ]

[You complain about it, but your body is busy all night! Isn't this called pampering?! ! ]

[The cold-faced, sharp-tongued master and his idiotic roommate's younger brother are locked in a fight! I've swallowed the key!]

Looking at the screen full of "I'm so addicted" and "I love you so much", Li Feng's mouth curled up quickly, then quickly flattened. He coughed lightly and changed the subject: "Okay, let's play games and make up for last night."

…

In the villa on the weekend, Ye Ling, who had just recovered from a serious illness, slumped on the sofa in boredom. Suddenly, the rapid electronic voice of 778 rang in his mind: [Host! Latest developments! The target has arrived at Mo Yu Live headquarters!]

Ye Ling sat up straight with a start, alarm bells ringing: "He went to Mo Yu again?! Isn't it Qin Ci looking for him again?"

[Searching for the original plot...] 778 had just started the search program when Ye Ling's phone buzzed.

He picked it up and saw that the sender was Li Feng.

The message was surprisingly detailed: [There's a fan event on the platform tonight, and it's more convenient to use the company's live streaming equipment. Please return before 11:00. There's food in the fridge, heat it up yourself. Don't touch my computer.]

Ye Ling was stunned when she saw this information which could be regarded as a travel report.

Brother Li Feng…was he explaining this to him? He clutched his phone, feeling a bit bewildered. The anxiety in his heart was inexplicably soothed, replaced by a subtle numbness.

He thought for a long time, still unsure how to respond. In the end, he could only scratch his golden hair in confusion and slowly replied, "Oh... I see, brother."

After posting, I remembered my discarded green tea persona, so I quickly added: [My fever is gone, but my throat is still a little itchy, and I don’t have much energy… But I have to keep going and stay strong! I can do this on my own!!]

Li Feng: “…”

"Master?" Assistant Xiao Wang said, as if he had seen a ghost. "Did you see something... funny?"

At Mo Yu Live’s headquarters, in the independent lounge behind the platform’s activities.

Li Feng quickly turned off his phone, pressed his lips together, and looked up at the temporary assistant Mo Yu had assigned him: "No. Where is the process at? Is it my turn?"

Seeing him back to normal, Xiao Wang breathed a sigh of relief. He put on a smile and handed over the process board. "Brother Feng, your 'Master Leads the Fans' segment will begin in about fifteen minutes. Do you want to start the livestream now, say hello to the fans, and warm up the atmosphere?"

Li Feng only hummed a single note: "Hmm." It was considered as his agreement.

Just as he was about to start the broadcast, the door to the lounge was pushed open. A graceful middle-aged couple walked in. They were Qin Ci's parents, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Xiaofeng, are you busy preparing for the event?" Qin's mother approached with a gentle smile, her tone kind and natural.

Li Feng stood up upon hearing the voice and nodded slightly politely: "Uncle Qin, Aunt Zhao." His attitude was not warm, but his behavior maintained just the right amount of respect.

Father Qin looked at him, his eyes showing admiration, but also a subtle sense of regret: "This event will make you work hard again. In fact, with your ability and education, if you don't want to develop a long-term career in the live broadcast industry, there is no need to..."

"Old Qin." Qin's mother gently interrupted her husband and gave him a reproachful look.

Blade's real identity is Li Feng, a top student who graduated from the School of Economics at A University. This is a secret known only to a few close people and Mo Yu executives.

While it's difficult for outsiders to understand why he's willing to invest so much energy in the livestreaming industry, MoYu executives are well aware—he hasn't signed any binding contracts with the platform. While he doesn't offer tipping, he's also declined high-priced offers from competing platforms, remaining dedicated solely to MoYu.

As the Qin couple who watched him grow up and are also the founders of Mo Yu, they know the reason very well.

Mother Qin turned her gaze to Li Feng, her smile still gentle. "Xiao Feng, don't mind. Uncle and auntie all understand that you're willing to come to Mo Yu to help in return for the investment we made in your parents. You're too loyal and too strong-willed, child."

Twenty years ago, Li Feng's parents came from a small town to City A to build their business from scratch. During their most difficult period, their company faced a crisis of capital chain collapse and bankruptcy. It was the timely assistance of the Qin couple that helped them overcome the difficulties.

Mother Qin sighed softly: "It's been so many years, and you are the younger generation. There is really no need to keep this matter in mind. You can now let go and do what you really want to do. Speaking of which, Xiao Ci has returned to China now. You grew up together, so you should interact more often..."

Father Qin took over the conversation, his eyes filled with anticipation: "Yes, your aunt and I have no other ideas. We just hope that you and Aci can visit each other often like you did when you were little..."

Li Feng listened quietly, his face showing no emotion, and he simply responded calmly again: "Yeah."

How could he not hear the implicit matchmaking intention in the words of the Qin family's parents? But he had no intention of getting involved with the Qin family other than this debt of favor that had not yet been fully settled.

As for Qin Ci...it's better for him to get as far away as possible. It would be best if he goes back abroad and comes back when he has cured his habit of eating other people's food.

Li Feng maintained basic courtesy, but was also stubborn and unyielding. Qin's parents exchanged a few more pleasantries before leaving the lounge with some regret.

Assistant Xiao Wang was so frightened listening to this that he dared not even breathe. He felt like he had accidentally heard some shocking gossip.

Only after the door was closed did he secretly glance at Li Feng. He saw that Li Feng had already sat back on the sofa, picked up his phone and was looking at something. Fortunately, he didn't show that weird smile again.

"Master, it's almost time, shall we... start the show?" Xiao Wang reminded in a low voice.

Li Feng glanced at the time and stood up: "Let's go."

Xiao Wang quickly started to operate. The moment the live broadcast started, hundreds of thousands of fans who had been waiting for a long time rushed in, and the comments surged like a flood:

【Blade!!! Husband, look at me!!!】

[Hit me, hit me, hit me! I'm a believer and I'm willing to be a vegetarian for a month!]

[Master, please guide me! I am a human with a lot of talk and a non-stick pan! ]

[Move aside! I'm not good at this, so I'll do it! I guarantee the show will be awesome! !]

[Get lost, get lost! How can you be worse than my roommate's younger brother? ? ?]

[Hahahahaha, roommate’s younger brother: Grab the bamboo shoots! ]

Li Feng glanced at the frantically scrolling comments and said coldly into the microphone, "Prepare for the random draw."

The sound was transmitted through top-level equipment, deep and magnetic, instantly triggering another wave of screams.

Meanwhile, next door is the slightly larger VIP lounge.

Qin Ci sat elegantly on the leather sofa, listening to the report from the platform operations director.

“…So, the Blade segment is the key to tonight’s traffic peak, and we have arranged…” the director rambled on.

Qin Ci's eyes slowly swept across the huge LCD screen on the wall - the scene from Li Feng's live broadcast room was being played synchronously on it.

The enthusiastic barrage of comments rolled in like a tide, and fans were frantically recommending themselves, hoping to be the lucky one to play duo with the great Blade today.

In this torrent of IDs, a name suddenly flashed by, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch, but it accurately caught Qin Ci's attention.

"...Wait." He called out to stop, his originally lazy eyes instantly focused.

"Good girl, you want to be picked up?" Qin Ci repeated the ID in a low voice. It was pretentious yet clumsily blunt, that effort to attract attention but without any strategy... why was there an inexplicably familiar air of stupidity?

It sounds exactly like the name that a little fool with golden hair who always does the most ridiculous things with the most serious expression would come up with.

A little silly... but also kind of cute.

"Mr. Qin, please take a look at the process for the female anchor we arranged in advance..." The director at the side saw him staring at the screen in a daze with an unfathomable smile on his face. As the event was about to begin, he had to bite the bullet and ask for instructions again.

This duo event was supposedly a fair lottery, but how could Mo Yu truly pass up the opportunity to leverage Blade's cash cow to attract traffic? They had already chosen a popular female streamer.

After all, Li Feng never takes the initiative to connect with female anchors, and he avoids contact with the opposite sex outside the game. If the other party's words cross the line, it is common for him to mute the microphone.

"...Change it." Qin Ci raised his hand and this time directly interrupted the director's words.

He then used his slender index finger to point at the now-disappeared ID on the screen and instructed the technician, "Check the IP address of this 'Good Feather Wants to Be Picked Up'."