"Bai Tong is so beautiful! My female fans are shouting that they want to switch allegiances. Tell me, how is your Loose Cultivator City going to compensate us?"
"Oh my, how could you possibly have female fans? You're kidding me!"
Nie Xuanyan likes to turn on his webcam during his live streams, and he keeps adjusting the beauty filters while waiting for a match.
The comments and voice messages kept making fun of him, but he didn't care and even argued with them.
The comments section was constantly filled with messages:
[I want to see some handsome young men! Nie Xuan Yan, move your face away and let Bai Tong out!]
"You fake fans, am I not handsome?"
[People should have some self-awareness, okay? No matter how many beauty filters you use, it's useless, so where's Bai Tong?]
My roommate asked if he could see Xuan Shen livestreaming before he died.
[I'm not picky, either Bai Tong or Tian Xuanzi can do the live stream. Also, Bai Tong was the MVP in yesterday's match, why wasn't he the one interviewed?]
That's to avoid her voice giving her away and letting you discover her gender.
Nie Xuanyan thought to himself happily, blinked, chuckled, and remained silent.
After playing two matches in the peak tournament, I heard the sound of staff carrying boxes outside. Someone shouted, "I've brought all your packages in, come and get them!"
Nie Xuanyan cheered and quickly slid his gaming chair out of the chair: "My package! My new canned fruit, a super delicious brand! Do you want some? I'll eat some for you!"
He ran out happily, and a little while later he came back happily carrying the box. He used a razor blade and scissors to open the box, and quickly dug out a glass jar of food from the shockproof foam, and twisted the cap hard.
I bet Lao Nie can't open it.
[Haha, not necessarily. Old Nie is so chubby, surely he's strong enough? Even beauty filters can't save his big, fat face, how could he not even open a can of food?]
He was just a body full of fat due to kidney deficiency!
To be honest, these cans are really hard to open. I bought one last time, and it was so difficult to open that I almost smashed it in frustration. In the end, I had to ask my neighbor's gym instructor to help me open it.
【Wait, there's a 1? Where is the 1? Where is it?】
【roll! 】
While the chat was filled with laughter and jokes, Nie Xuanyan was genuinely unable to open the can. He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and asked netizens for help, but they only gloated and mocked him, without offering a single useful suggestion.
"Fake fans, they're all fake fans!"
He grumbled in dissatisfaction, but the comments section was even more amused: [What's fake about it? You don't even have any fans.]
Just then, a door with a semi-transparent glass wall on the second floor of the club opened, causing a moment of surprise in the live chat: "Isn't that your club's gym?"
[The club even has a gym? Then why are they keeping a bunch of chubby kids?]
[Yeah, we're all chubby kids, who's secretly going to the gym?]
No, no, no, there is someone who will go, and she has a fantastic figure and isn't fat at all!
[The Mystic God! It must be the Mystic God! Quick! Turn the camera around, we need to see the Mystic God!]
Nie Xuan Yan ignored the comments and, with a speed belying his chubby frame, leaped up, excitedly shouting, "Sister Tong—!"
He blurted out the words instinctively, then instantly realized his mistake and subtly changed them: "—Then you come down! Brother, brother, help me, help me unscrew a can."
Fans stared wide-eyed at the screen.
Fortunately, the city of rogue cultivators was wealthy and had purchased the best cameras. Even though they weren't close, they could still clearly see a slender and graceful figure standing at the corner of the stairs.
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