002: "That gentleman has arrived."
Huaiyan even slowed down her breathing considerably.
He stared intently at the screen, his heart pounding in his chest.
The top-ranked user in the live stream has changed; the previously banned user 2365 has been replaced by the letter "Y".
This is the user nickname of that gentleman in the live stream.
The barrage of comments became incredibly agitated because of the man's arrival.
[Waaaaah, Mr. Y is late! My wife just got harassed/Cat crying]
[I'm going to cry too, the baby's expression was so shocked/crying/crying]
[Sisters, please stop talking, it just hurts me more...]
Huaiyan glanced at the comments and couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
Perhaps because he was facing Y, the boy's ears turned red, he blinked, and he softly comforted his fans: "It's okay, I've already banned and blocked him."
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"Are you even listening to me?"
Fang Shaohan turned his head away, questioning his childhood friend with dissatisfaction, insisting that the other party give an evaluation of his plan.
Fu Tingyu stared coldly at the boy with a bright red neck on the computer screen, and after a long while gave a vague answer: "This one."
Which one is this?
Fang Shaohan muttered to himself, craning his neck to look at his childhood friend's computer. After seeing the contents, his eyes widened. "You like this kind of thing?"
Fu Tingyu glanced at him expressionlessly and said nothing.
"Holy crap, Ayu." Fang Shaohan exclaimed as if he had discovered something incredible, "You really like this kind of thing?"
No wonder Fu Tingyu remained silent while staring at the computer when discussing the plan with him.
Anyone who didn't know better would think they were looking at some important document.
Fu Tingyu's head was throbbing from his noise, and she frowned almost imperceptibly: "...Shut up."
"Shut up." Fang Shaohan squeezed next to him, clicked the mouse casually, and then straightened up with satisfaction. "Isn't this enough?"
Seeing the 50,000 yuan spent in the live stream, Fu Tingyu unusually refrained from scolding him.
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"Thank you for the gift, brother."
Huaiyan unconsciously touched her flushed neck, her watery eyes holding a subtle allure, "Brother came so early today."
Perhaps knowing that Y wouldn't answer, Huaiyan lowered her eyes and turned to play games.
He's quite skilled; he got two kills with his 98k right at the start of the game.
Before the area refreshed, Huaiyan hid on the second floor of a house and secretly glanced at the comments.
Actually, he hoped to get a response from Y; his intuition told him that Y was very likely the male lead.
The male lead, Jiang Ze, is portrayed as a virtuous gentleman in the original story, and Y seems to fit that description perfectly.
The man showered him with so many gifts but never made a single request, so there seemed to be no other possibility.
Thinking of this, Huaiyan's eyes were fixed on the barrage of comments.
It's highly likely that user 2365 made those vulgar remarks earlier, and the fans are still indignant.
[I'm so angry! I'm still so angry!]
[My wife is so obedient, yet she still gets harassed, waaaaah, I'm going to explode!]
[If only Mr. Y were here... /tears]
Huai Yan didn't think much of it. He had only been in this world for a few days, and he had already received hundreds of offensive messages in the back office.
After seeing it so much, you can selectively ignore it and you'll know what kind of men they are.
The boy sighed, looked away dejectedly, and continued playing the game quietly.
As expected, Y did not respond.
In most live streams, the top-ranked fan usually has certain requirements, but Y seems to have no such requirements.
A sense of dejection crept into Huai Yan's eyes and brows. He pursed his lips, looking somewhat absent-minded.
Suddenly, the live stream vibrated, and someone else sent a gift worth 50,000 yuan.
Huai Yan's heart pounded, and she quickly glanced at the comments section.
Upon seeing this, his throat tightened.
Y: What's wrong?
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