Chapter 76: I Don't Need Your Help! The live stream chat was instantly polarized...

The live stream chat quickly became polarized, with some hoping the streamer would help them fall asleep, while others wanted the streamer to continue explaining the questions, mainly because they were genuinely learning something.

"Holy crap, who said there are no good sleep aids after leaving school?"

“Host, host, I also have a question.”

"The topic the host is discussing makes me feel like I'm back in school."

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They weren't going to listen for nothing; they started sending gifts one after another. There weren't any big gifts, but the gift icons kept popping up, as if afraid the streamer would stop talking. Ning Buyi pointed to each question he had written and recited them in a clear voice.

More and more people were drawn to this peculiar live stream, and some even typed their questions in the chat asking for his help. It wasn't that the question-solving software was faulty; it was just that Ning Buyi's teaching methods were a bit unorthodox.

The boy's already soft voice was muffled by more than half through the door. The teddy bear stood quietly at the door, listening as Ning Buyi continued to speak, its voice gradually becoming hoarse.

He didn't knock, but simply changed his steps and walked into the kitchen. The house wasn't very soundproof, and the faint sound of a knife cutting into the cutting board drifted into the room with the door tightly closed.

Zhu Yanhe paused for a moment at the doorway, tapped his phone screen briefly, then turned and left. The phone next to the computer vibrated twice along with the wooden table; Ning Buyi glanced at it.

He opened the tightly closed door. On the chair by the door was a plate of finely cut fruit and a bottle of water that had already been opened.

Ning Buyi's eyes lit up, a warm feeling welling up inside him. Brother, your little brother is really going to have a new brother! How thoughtful!

The sky outside the bay window turned a deep blue. When Zhu Yanhe returned home, he still brought back a transparent plastic bag and a plastic box, but the food inside was completely different from what he had eaten that morning. Ning Buyi glanced at it a few more times before stuffing it into his mouth.

A hint of doubt crept into my mind. The taste was so familiar, but it didn't feel like the taste of that restaurant.

Big Bear reached for some food and suddenly said, "I saw your live stream."

Ning Buyi lifted her head from the bowl, squinted at him, and asked, "How did you know it was mine?"

He spoke so softly, and nothing else was revealed, so how could he still be recognized?

“This.” Da Xiong pointed to his neck. Ning Buyi looked down in the direction of his finger and saw the silver necklace shining faintly in the shadows of his coat. He exclaimed, “Oh!” “This was a gift from Zhu Yanhe.”

"Didn't you say he was a bad guy?"

Ning Buyi said matter-of-factly, "Yeah! I already said I didn't want it, but you still insisted on giving it to me."

He was clearly expressing genuine resentment towards Zhu Yanhe, but when he spoke, it sounded like he was showing off.

He couldn't help but mutter softly, "They're so expensive, I don't dare pick them anymore. I'll get angry if I lose them."

Zhu Yanhe smiled. How could Ning Xiaozhu be so cute? Didn't she say she didn't want his things? Why is she so obediently carrying them around for fear of making him angry? How adorable.

Ning Buyi lowered his eyes and stared, when suddenly a thought flashed through his mind: wait, wouldn't that mean Zhu Yanhe would find him again?

Realizing what was happening, he immediately dropped his chopsticks. In his haste, he picked up his phone, then dropped it again. Ning Buyi switched to one hand, slid the phone to the edge of the table, and picked it up, tapping the glass screen with his fingertips.

Ning Buyi: Did you find my live stream again?

Zhu Yanhe:?

Ning Buyi stared at the message and snorted. Zhu Yanhe was definitely faking it. Otherwise, why would that person send him so many gifts for no reason? Who else could it be but Zhu Yanhe, that fool!

Seeing that Zhu Yanhe wouldn't admit it, he looked through the live stream history and found that the person had changed their profile picture and name. The profile picture was a pig, and the name was "My Little Pig at Home." I'm so angry, Zhu Yanhe!

Ning Buyi: Is it you who has a pig at home?

Zhu Yanhe:?

He's still pretending! Ning Buyi had already firmly linked the top-ranked person with Zhu Yanhe in his mind. He sent the screenshot to Zhu Yanhe, attempting to use evidence to smear Zhu Yanhe.

Ning Buyi: That's you.

Mr. Bear had already made an excuse to go to the kitchen. In the somewhat cramped kitchen, the man held his phone, his thick, dark eyebrows slightly raised. He was somewhat surprised that the little pig had become so clever.

Zhu Yanhe: I'm not that poor yet.

Zhu Yanhe: Did you miss me?

Shameless! Ning Buyi didn't even notice the faint blush rising on his fair ear tips. He just felt a tightness in his chest, holding his breath, and tapped the screen with even more force.

Ning Buyi: Who misses you! How can you be so shameless!

After typing this sentence, he hesitated for a moment, but ultimately added Zhu Yanhe to the blacklist. He pressed the slightly warm screen against his forehead, realizing that Zhu Yanhe was not the right person.

A sense of loss inexplicably crept into his thoughts. Zhu Yanhe had said she liked him, but she didn't really care about him at all. Ning Buyi felt like he was becoming very strange. He didn't want Zhu Yanhe to care about him, but he was also afraid that Zhu Yanhe wouldn't care about him.

Mr. Bear emerged from the kitchen as if nothing had happened. Ning Buyi, who looked like he had no appetite, asked casually, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay."

Zhu Yanhe gave him a noncommittal answer with a slight upturn of his lips, while Ning Buyi's dissatisfaction was written all over his face; his lips were so pursed they could probably be stuck to a bottle without falling off.

I don't know if Ning Buyi is unhappy that I didn't become his number one fan or that I'm unhappy that I don't care about him.

Ning Buyi has found a new path in live streaming; he has become a sleep aid and educational blogger. Anyone who has questions they don't know can throw them into Ning Buyi's live stream.

It can usually be solved 90% of the time; the reason it can't be 100% is because Ning Buyi isn't a genius.

Are there any secrets to learning?

Ning Buyi scanned the information scrolling across the screen, his thumb pressed against his chin like a detective in disguise. The secret? Just keep learning!

“I study every day, and I pay close attention in class every day.”

His words were too official, almost indistinguishable from nonsense. The viewers in the live stream were speechless, saying that listening to his words was like listening to a lecture.

“Tell us something we don’t know.”

"Looking for a practical tutorial, haha."

"Don't you sleep in class?"

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Ning Buyi frowned and waved his hands. This isn't right, is it? Don't teachers forbid sleeping in class?

And so his live streams started inexplicably. Li Changdu said he was born with a natural talent for the internet. Ning Buyi's live streams were most popular from evening to early morning. First came the students who had just finished school, and then came the insomniacs who came at night.

However, there was also Zhu Yanhe, who stayed with Ning Buyi from the beginning to the end of the series.

Ning Buyi simply moved all his daytime live streams to the evening, which resulted in his sleep schedule becoming extremely irregular.

These past few days, Ning Buyi has been staying up until three or four in the morning before going to sleep. When Zhu Yanhe brings him food back around eleven or twelve in the morning and opens the door, the curtains are still tightly closed, and there's a quilt curled up on the bed.

Ning Buyi stretched as he went out, his eyes covered in dark circles, which were even more noticeable on his already fair face, as if he were extremely sleep-deprived. He not only streamed at night, but also in the afternoon; he practically spent all his time streaming his problem-solving sessions, except for eating and sleeping.

The boy propped his elbows on the table, yawned, and put some food into his mouth. The thick sauce went down his open throat into his trachea. Ning Buyi suddenly coughed violently and incessantly. The irritation raged in his throat, and his face was contorted in pain.

There are always scoundrels trying to harm me!

A furry bear paw gently patted his back, and the emotionless electronic voice inexplicably revealed concern: "Are you alright?"

Ning Buyi nodded obediently, tears welling in his eyes. He picked up the glass on the table with both hands and sipped the water slowly, forcing his still slightly sleepy brain to wake up after what had just happened.

It hurts, it hurts so much!

Zhu Yanhe frowned: "Have you been streaming too late lately?"

"No, no, I slept for eight hours." Ning Buyi spoke weakly, his face pale and bony, unlike when he was with him.

Before, when he slept with Zhu Yanhe, he would go to bed at 10:30 pm without fail. Now, he stays up until dawn before going to sleep.

Mr. Bear objectively explains: "Staying up late for extended periods can cause health problems."

Ning Buyi nodded, letting it go in one ear and out the other. He continued his live stream until very late, the moonlight shining on the bay window, the computer screen still glowing.

The phone next to him vibrated loudly. Ning Buyi stopped explaining the problem and glanced at it. He didn't know who was calling, so he pressed the answer button: "Hello?"

"You stream until this late every day." Zhu Yanhe's phone number had been blocked by him, so he had to call a new one. The man's tone was unusually calm, not like he didn't care, but more like the calm before a storm.

"Zhu Yanhe?" Ning Buyi turned off the microphone on his phone, his words chillingly cold, "What does this have to do with you?"

Do you remember what I said before?

Ning Buyi certainly hadn't forgotten that Zhu Yanhe had said he'd tie him up and take him back if he didn't take good care of himself. A gust of wind blew in through the window, and Ning Buyi shrank his neck, feeling a chill.

"So what? What does it have to do with you?" Ning Buyi's words lacked any conviction; he tried to appear tough on the outside but was inwardly weak and unable to support himself. Zhu Yanhe really would do it!

After listening to his sophistry, Zhu Yanhe issued an ultimatum: "Turn off the live stream now and go to sleep."

"No." Ning Buyi stubbornly refused to compromise, his words resolute. Who was Zhu Yanhe anyway? Why should he listen to him? At most, he was just an ex-boyfriend!

“1602.” Zhu Yanhe’s tone was cold, making his palms feel a little cold.

1602 is the apartment number of Ning Buyi's current residence. Zhu Yanhe already knew where he lived and was now blatantly threatening him that if he didn't go to sleep, she would kidnap him.

"Why should I listen to you!" Ning Buyi said, but his body betrayed him as he slipped to the computer and turned off the live stream. Zhu Yanhe was going too far, still trying to control him even after they broke up.

He only saw a huge pile of gifts from Zhu Yan and others who had just visited his live stream when he was about to close it.

This is far more than the total number of people combined.

Pshaw, what's so great about that!

But when he saw the money in the back-end account, well, that was truly impressive.

After the two had this private argument, the viewers left in the live stream were puzzled. The streamer, who usually streams until the early hours of the morning, would receive a bunch of gifts in the live stream at 11 o'clock. After showering the streamer with gifts, the streamer would end the broadcast. The fans who were still awake were stunned in the black screen of the live stream. Did the streamer not want them anymore?

Some of Jianjian's fans with keen senses also came looking for him. After Jianjian's account was banned, many of Jianjian's fans scattered. Some felt sorry for him, some went to Jingjing's live stream, and some even said they would drink Jianjian's live stream slices mixed with water for three years.

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Author's Note: Ning Buyi is a henpecked husband, but he's not happy about it. He thinks Zhu Yanhe should be henpecked too, so sometimes when Zhu Yanhe goes out for social events at night, he'll receive a call from Ning Buyi urging him to come home around 7 PM. Zhu Yanhe is naturally happy to oblige; even if he doesn't come home, Ning Buyi won't say anything. He just enjoys the feeling of controlling Zhu Yanhe. But Ning Buyi's henpecked husband persona is completely different. If he goes out to dinner with friends and ends up at a bar, and he hasn't come home by 9 PM, Zhu Yanhe will call him, "Ten minutes. Wait ten times at the door, twenty times in the booth, thirty times in the private room." Ning Buyi usually gets to the door by the time he receives this call…