"Don't make your own vegetables sour all over the floor. You're not a sour vegetable."
"Am I the only one who feels that they have a sense of superiority when they say they won't enter the entertainment industry?"
"Yeah, it's just you, aren't you angry?"
"After all, the academic world won't matter much without you, but without them, the future might be missing a Newton."
"Young Master, why are you speaking so harshly today? Has your defense been broken or can you no longer pretend?"
"Why should I pretend to be with you? Will you give me money?"
"As long as you're a hater, stop pretending to be a spectator. No one in this livestream room calls me Young Master."
"Hahahaha, what a ridiculous way to judge fans."
"But you have to say it really does make sense. In the live broadcast room, they just call him Yan Xianjue, and when they say "young master", they're just playing on the meme."
Yan Xianjue still felt it wasn't enough and shook his head: "There's really no sense of accomplishment in arguing with you."
"Wow... When will your scores come out? I want to see how high you can get."
"What young master and his farmhands? Aren't they just a bunch of lickers who use your money to curry favor with you?"
Yan Xianjue said lazily, "I didn't get many points on the test, but my reincarnation skills are perfect."
"And I took a screenshot of your last sentence. Wait for my lawyer to contact you."
"Damn it! Why are there so many unfriendly comments all of a sudden!"
"Young Master, why don't you stop them and let the real audience speak!"
"It's so funny! The people upstairs are the real audience. They call me Young Master when they need me, and Yan Xianjue when they don't."
"So is this how realistic we modern workers are?"
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