Chapter 76 The anchor brother loves you 23 "Well done."...

Li Feng had a delicious breakfast in front of him, but it tasted like wax and he couldn't swallow it.

Buzz——

The mobile phone screen suddenly lit up on the desktop, and the messenger popped up: Qin Ci.

Qin Ci: [I specially prepared a gift for Ye Ling. Please make sure it reaches him.]

His face darkened instantly, and his fingers tapped the screen even harder than when he was playing games.

Li Feng: [Get lost.]

Send. Then, with a loud bang, the phone slammed face-down onto the table, shaking the milk on it.

Ye Ling was frightened by the noise and shuddered: "Brother...who is it?"

Li Feng glared at him and said, "Eat your meal."

Ye Ling quickly lowered her head and buried her face in the milk cup, pretending to be a quiet quail.

I just complained in my head: [Why is he still so fierce...]

At this time, the doorbell rang.

Ye Ling jumped up immediately, wanting only to escape the strange atmosphere this morning: "I'll go open the door!"

The courier was outside the door, handing over a long, beautifully packaged box. The recipient was labeled...

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from behind, and then Li Feng's bony hand came up and gently covered the recipient's corner of the express delivery label: "This is my delivery."

Ye Ling said "Oh" and handed the box to him obediently without any suspicion.

A low-key, luxurious logo was printed on the corner of the box. Ye Ling glanced at it without paying attention, but 778 suddenly screamed, "Host! It's the 'Key King' logo! Top brand! Custom keyboards start at five figures! Who sent this?"

778 saw the sender on the courier slip through Ye Ling's eyes and screamed even louder: [Fuck... Qin Ci?! Bai Yueguang finally made a move!]

Ye Ling's heart suddenly started to ring with alarm: [What? What should I do?!]

778: [Destruction! Must be destroyed! This is a great opportunity for you to accumulate disgust points!]

Even without 778's reminder, Ye Ling was unwilling to keep this keyboard any longer.

But Li Feng had already turned around and left with the keyboard in his arms. He left without thinking and was so impatient that he didn't even finish the breakfast on the table and went straight upstairs.

Are you in such a hurry to change it...

Ye Ling's eyebrows were twisted together, just like when he first came to this villa, he leaned over the study door to peek in to explore.

Li Feng sat sideways on the gaming chair, holding a small knife in his hand. He opened the package neatly and took out a golden keyboard that looked very expensive and placed it on the desk.

After hanging up the phone, Li Feng suddenly raised his eyes sharply: "What are you looking at the door? Come in if you need anything."

"Oh... no." Ye Ling subconsciously backed off, turned around and went back downstairs, finished her breakfast first, and then she gathered her energy and searched for a solution in her mind.

Ye Ling, who had returned, looked radiant. Holding a rag in his hand, he rushed forward like a hardworking but malicious little bee: "Brother! Let me help you wipe the table!"

Li Feng's eyes gleamed, and he slid his gaming chair back half a step, offering Ye Ling a seat. "Yeah." He placed the half-finished water cup on the corner of the table. "Just wipe it and don't touch anything."

"I promise not to move!" Ye Ling vowed, carefully wiping around the keyboard, but his eyes were fixed on the target - the mug with half a cup of water left.

Finally, it touched the mug. Ye Ling held his breath and "accidentally" bumped his elbow into the innocent mug!

"Oh!" Ye Ling exclaimed, her acting a little exaggerated.

The mug flipped over awkwardly, and half a cup of boiled water quickly spread out like flowers scattered from heaven, embracing the expensive new custom keyboard from top to bottom and inside to outside.

Water seeped in through the gaps in the keycaps, and the RGB lighting on the keyboard flickered a few times as if it was struggling to survive, making a slight "sizzling" sound, and then went out completely.

The entire keyboard instantly became lifeless, as if silently accusing the sudden disaster.

Ye Ling maintained a "panicked" posture, still holding the wet rag in his hand, his heart almost jumping out of his throat, waiting for the expected thunder and wrath.

Li Feng then stood up, and the gaming chair slid one meter under the reaction force, and hit the bookcase with a "clang".

Ye Ling's heart skipped a beat. He closed his eyes and prepared to face the storm.

Li Feng walked over.

Li Feng slowly raised his hand——

The slap fell——

But... there was no pain at all, instead her head shook violently. Ye Ling opened her eyes with a "hmm" and saw herself reflected in Li Feng's dark eyes, with her golden hair roughly messed up.

"...Brother?" Ye Ling was completely confused, his eyes wide open, not understanding what was happening.

Li Feng withdrew his hand, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and his tone was actually full of praise: "Good boy, well done."

Ye Ling: “…???” Okay? Okay what? I flooded the keyboard, the token of love Qin Ci gave me. Okay?

[778! Is he mad and speaking sarcastically?!]

778's CPU was also in disarray: [...Data is disorganized! Incomprehensible! Target's emotions... Suspected to be joyful? Host! Something has changed!]

"But...but..." Ye Ling pointed at the scrapped keyboard, "That keyboard is very beautiful and looks very expensive. It was...given to me by Qin Ci."

He tried to remind Li Feng how heavy the damage he had caused was.

Li Feng glanced at the broken new keyboard case on the ground with a cold and disdainful look: "It's broken, so what? I have a better one."

He made a light comment and then walked towards the storage room. After rummaging through the drawers for a while, he dragged out a box covered in thick dust. It looked very old, but the packaging box was extremely exquisite.

Inside lay a keyboard—a nebulous, deep space blue, with keycaps made of jade-like white ceramic. Every detail exuded exquisite craftsmanship. Beneath the keyboard was even the designer's signature and a limited edition number.

This is Li Feng's "Meteoric" keyboard, a collection he collected years ago and limited to 99 pieces worldwide. It's priceless and a treasure to him, so precious that he can't bear to touch it.

Li Feng took out the "Xingyun" with an expressionless face, and then, under Ye Ling's curious gaze, he deftly unplugged the cable of the wet keyboard, threw the generous gift aside, replaced it with the "Xingyun", and placed it upright in front of his computer.

He even tapped the smooth, jade-like ceramic keycaps lightly, producing a crisp, pleasant sound, as if to show off. Then he tilted his head and raised an eyebrow, inexplicably proud.

"This is my treasured possession." He pointed at the "falling star" emitting faint blue starlight, his chin slightly raised, "Isn't it more beautiful?"

Ye Ling's CPU completely crashed. He blinked a few times, looked at it for a long time, and then said seriously: "Yes... Brother, this one you collected is better looking!"

The smile on Li Feng's lips no longer faded: "That's right."

At noon, Li Feng, who was active at night and dormant during the day, started broadcasting abnormally.

His popularity is off the charts. Even when there is no warning of a traffic slump, countless fans flock to him and the barrage of comments fills the screen in an instant.

The camera was also turned on, focusing on his hands and keyboard area.

The fingers are slender and the joints are distinct, gently resting on the glittering RGB keyboard, reflecting the brilliance.

【Why did Blade suddenly start broadcasting? 】

【Ahhh my husband's hand! Lick the screen!】

[Wait! The keyboard! The keyboard has changed! Holy crap! Am I seeing this right?!]

[That blue starry-eyed keycap…that keycap texture…could it be the legendary 'Meteoric Fall'?!]

[Holy shit! This is a true 'starfall'! Blade, are you finally willing to use your most treasured possession?!]

[Master! Please ask! What made you decide to favor 'Xingyun'? ]

Li Feng controlled his character to slay all around in the canyon, taking a moment to glance at the barrage. Seeing the screen full of "Starfall" exclamation marks, he continued to operate and said in his signature cold voice:

"Oh, nothing. Some clumsy fellow said—" He paused, as if to emphasize a key word, "this one is prettier."

[A clumsy guy? ? My roommate's younger brother?]

[Hahahaha! It must be my younger brother!]

[Blade, are you showing off? It seems like you're showing off your keyboard, but you know what I mean.]

[Got it! My roommate's younger brother said 'Starfall' was pretty, so Master Blade dug out the heirloom and used it!]

"You said it's beautiful? Okay, I'll show you!"

[Roommate's younger brother's position is secure!]

[So where's my little brother? Turn the camera! We want to see the little cutie praising the keyboard for being so pretty!]

In order to perform a complete act, Ye Ling was wiping the bookcase, but he was wiping it very perfunctorily, with his ears perked up the whole time, trying to catch any movement behind him.

He originally thought that Li Feng was just playing games and trying out a new keyboard. He heard Li Feng seemed to be responding to someone's question. When he turned around, he was caught off guard by seeing a dense barrage of comments on the computer screen.

"Ah! Bro, are you live streaming?!"

Ye Ling exclaimed and subconsciously wanted to keep some distance.

Although his face did not appear in the camera, the microphone clearly captured his surprised and slightly flustered "Brother", as well as his home clothes with a cute little yellow chicken printed on them, which flashed in the corner of the camera.

The barrage went crazy again:

[Ahhh, it's my little brother's voice! He's calling me 'brother' softly!]

【Little yellow chicken pajamas! I saw it!】

[Hahaha, my little brother was scared by the live broadcast! So cute!]

[Blade! Turn the camera around! We want to see the little yellow chicken brother! !]

[Ten thousand people signed a petition in blood asking to see the mascot roommate!]

[Little yellow chicken pajamas with a meteorite keyboard, what a magical combination! Blade, you have a hidden chicken in your golden house... Oh no, Jiao]

Li Feng looked at the crazy comments on the screen, and said "tsk", and quickly controlled the character to complete a wave of three kills, and then said coldly into the microphone:

"What are you looking at? Just a clumsy and noisy troublemaker." His tone was the usual disdain, but the force with which he tapped the keyboard was inexplicably brisk, as if there was a rhythm to music.

At the door, Ye Ling was slipping away, sticking to the wall: [778! Why did he suddenly start a livestream at noon? I'm still in my pajamas! This is so embarrassing!]

778: [Host... calm down! Although the process was slightly off, the results were remarkable! The target actually mentioned you three times during the live broadcast! 'Clumsy', 'noisy', 'troublemaker' - what accurate labels! Your presence is fully realized!]

Ye Ling slammed the study door shut tightly: ...He doesn't want this S-level evaluation at all!

Li Feng glanced at the door and heard his teammate's teasing voice with a smile in the headset: "Blade, your hands are feeling hot today, are you in a good mood?" This made the corners of his lips curl up again.

However, the next second, several comments quickly scrolled across the screen, instantly freezing the rare softness on his face:

[Emergency Battle Report—! Zhou Haotian next door has started to criticize you! He specifically calls you out for your declining skills and says you're relying on hype to gain popularity!]

[Master, look! He's also bashing your roommate's brother! He's just a pretty face, a fool, his voice is definitely fake, and he's so ugly he can't even be seen in public! Tell fans to stop imagining things...]

Li Feng paused his fingers controlling the game character, his eyes suddenly turned cold. The character he was controlling on the screen seemed to sense his master's murderous intent, and the attack instantly became extremely fierce, ending the game simply and cruelly.

Without any hesitation, he directly exited the game interface, clicked on the search bar of the live broadcast platform, and typed in the three words "Zhou Haotian".

Noon isn't prime livestreaming time, so traffic is relatively low. However, it's precisely during these less popular times that some "local tyrants" emerge, dominating their own niches. Zhou Haotian is one of them.

Li Feng was still searching for Zhou Haotian's live broadcast room. The latter noticed something strange almost the moment he went online for the live broadcast.

Because Zhou Haotian's own live broadcast room, which was already not very popular, saw its number of online users drop by one-third in just a few tens of seconds. When the number of online users dropped below half, Zhou Haotian could no longer hold back and started shouting and cursing in the live broadcast room, trying to reverse the decline and gain some popularity.

Zhou Haotian was always proud of his status as a top student at University A, boasting about it everywhere. His real name was public, and he was handsome, making him a well-known figure in the academy. Combined with his title as vice president of the esports club, he attracted a group of fans who valued "intellectual love" and appearance.

Li Feng finally found the livestream room with the ID "Fighting Heaven." Clicking on it, he saw Zhou Haotian himself, slightly distorted with beauty filters, in the small window in the upper right corner of the livestream.

He had a carefully groomed haircut, but his face was full of undisguised pride and contempt as he spoke into the microphone:

"...A true esports star relies on real skill! It's about skill! It's about awareness! They don't rely on finding a cute little brother with a nice voice or hyping up some kind of brotherhood to get to the top! Speaking of that little brother?" He scoffed, his tone filled with sarcasm. "That voice is so fake, he must be a sound card warrior! And his face? Would he dare to show it? I bet it's an ugly freak who dares not see the light! Those fans who ship this couple, wake up! Shippable as hell is worse than shippable!"

Li Feng's eyes sharpened, a cold glint flashing across them. Without any further ado, he directly requested a microphone connection to the Dou Po Tian livestream.

Almost instantly.

Zhou Haotian's provocative face appeared on the split screen, smirking as he spoke in an exaggerated tone, "Hey! Isn't this our esteemed Master Blade? What's up? Can't you sit still? Are you bringing your legendary 'idiot brother' to challenge me?"

He deliberately looked around. "Where's my brother? Where is he hiding? Isn't it said that judging by his voice, he's a peerlessly beautiful boy? Come on, raise the camera so we can all identify him together?" He drawled out his words, adding sarcasm. "Hmm...could it be...that he doesn't dare? No way, no way? Are you scared already?"

On Li Feng's side, the camera was still only focused on his bony hands and the dark blue keyboard.

"Zhou Haotian, a top student at University A, vice president of the esports club, and the most popular student in the Chemistry Department..." He seemed to be stating facts, but each word was tinged with subtle sarcasm. Finally, he asked calmly, "Huh, I'm a marketer?"

Zhou Haotian never expected that this cold-blooded guy could say so many words in one breath, and he was speechless. Just as he was thinking about how to refute——

Li Feng spoke again: "SOLO. Right now. You pick the map, you pick the hero. The loser will have a message stuck on the top of their livestream for three days saying 'I'm not as skilled as you, I deserve it for my bad mouth.'"

Zhou Haotian was in a dilemma, blushing and yelling, "Am I afraid of you? It's 1v1 now! Random map!"

He chose an intuitive shooting game, hoping to save face by luck and talking nonsense.

"Okay." Li Feng said decisively.

Both parties entered the custom room, and countless spectators rushed in excitedly.

Map random: abandoned school.

Zhou Haotian was lucky enough to pick up a fully equipped assault rifle and level 3 armor upon landing. Confidence was overflowing as he laughed wildly at the camera in his livestream: "Watch me beat Blade into a pulp! Let him and his stupid brother be embarrassed together!"

Li Feng's hands, as seen in the camera lens, were as steady as a rock. He only picked up... a pistol and a frying pan.

[It’s over, it’s over, Master Blade is in trouble! ]

[Zhou Haotian's livestream is already popping champagne! ]

Zhou Haotian, relying on his superior equipment, arrogantly shouted into the public voice chat: "Blade! Where have you been hiding? Bring out your broken pot! Show your brother how his 'good brother' was beaten to a pulp by me!"

Before he finished speaking!

"Bang!" A crisp gunshot rang out.

A cloud of blue mist erupted from Zhou Haotian's helmet, and his health plummeted instantly! He was terrified and frantically sought cover: "Fuck! Where did they hit me?!"

Li Feng's voice came through the microphone, terrifyingly calm: "How noisy."

Zhou Haotian had just retreated behind the wall to apply medicine when suddenly a black object came with a sound of breaking through the air and hit the shelter in front of him with a "clang".

He couldn't see clearly what it was, but the audience in the live broadcast room were already going crazy.

[What the hell is a frying pan!?]

[Can a frying pan be used like this? ? ]

Zhou Haotian subconsciously looked over to see——

"Bang!" Another gunshot, a precise headshot!

[System: Blade uses a P92 pistol to headshot and knock down Dou Po Tian!]

"What the hell?!" Zhou Haotian was completely stunned as he looked at his fallen character.

Li Feng walked over slowly, and instead of firing another shot, he picked up the frying pan on the ground. Zhou Haotian looked at the figure holding the frying pan, which was getting closer and closer, and crawled in fear: "You...what do you want to do?!"

Li Feng didn't say anything, and just picked up the pot!

“Duang!!!”

Accompanied by an extremely crisp and loud metallic collision sound, the frying pan hit Zhou Haotian's character's head hard!

[System: Blade eliminated Dou Po Tian using a frying pan!]

Zhou Haotian's screen went completely gray. The livestream room was completely silent, with only the sound of [???] scrolling madly.

[Hahahaha, frying pan headshot! Physical salvation is okay]

[Pistol burst + frying pan execution! Not very damaging, but extremely insulting!]

[Does Zhou Haotian's face hurt? Is the champagne good?]

【Hahahaha, it’s A-rated! Blade is A-rated!!!】

[Blade: I heard my skills have declined? I heard I only know how to sell gay stuff?]

Li Feng didn't even look at the box on the ground. He spoke coldly into the microphone: "Hang the banner for three days. Stick it on top. You deserve it for being less skilled than others and being mean. Don't forget..."

After saying that, he left the room directly.

Zhou Haotian's face turned pale in the live broadcast room, and he was shaking with anger. Facing the screen full of [Hang the banner!] [Noob!] [You deserve it for talking dirty!], he was filled with shame and anger, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Li Feng turned off the customization and restarted the ranking. Looking at the boiling barrage, he glanced at the door, as if he could still see that furry yellow.

"Are you satisfied now?" He sneered, "That 'idiot'..."

He paused deliberately, holding his breath.

"Mine." Li Feng's voice was not loud, but it gave a final conclusion to this farce. "Only I can curse. Understand?"

The barrage is completely crazy:

【The protective demon is online! 】

Ahhhhhhhh! 'My'!!!

[I’m the only one who can curse! Haha ...! I’m dying!]

[Roommate's brother! Did you hear that?! You belong to Blade! Only he can call you an idiot!]

[Zhou Haotian: The clown is actually me]

In the guest room, Ye Ling was holding a tablet and watching the live broadcast under his third vest. He heard Li Feng's last words clearly, "It's mine, and only I can curse it."

His entire face flushed crimson. He hurriedly turned off the livestream and buried his burning face in his yellow chicken pajamas and hood, his heart pounding. [778! What does he mean? He's... scolding me, right?]