[Hua Rong: Teacher Nan Que, please focus on your own stream. Stand on your own feet and stop leeching.]
This account didn’t have the hall’s fan group badge, yet its spending level was shockingly high.
A piercing arrow shot across the hall and exploded right on Nan Que. He was instantly stunned, feeling blood rush to his head.
[Delicious Delicious: Spouting nonsense as soon as you open your mouth? Leeching my ass! Think we have no one here?]
[Delicious Delicious gifted Nan Que a Luxury Airplane (6666 coins)]
[Don’t Argue gifted Nan Que a Rocket (10001 coins)]
[Don’t Argue gifted Nan Que a Rocket (10001 coins)]
[Don’t Argue gifted Nan Que a Rocket (10001 coins)]
[Don’t Argue sent a Diamond Lucky Bag in the livestream]
…
It was time to change shifts. Several other streamers had quickly left the mic.
Guan Deng, still on mic, hurriedly tried to defuse the situation: “Hey now, no no no! That’s not true, sis. It’s all just show effects, don’t take it seriously!”
Dong Feng: “Right, right. We’re all just looking out for the new streamer, just playing games together. There’s no leeching involved, we’re all buddies here!”
Yun Che: “Yeah, thanks to Nan Que’s supporters for the lucky bag! Everyone grab the lucky bag, we’re changing shifts soon!”
That person didn’t speak again. The public chat was flooded with password spam, and it seemed the situation had calmed down. The remaining streamers on mic gradually left.
Nan Que felt utterly choked up inside. He had been properly interacting with other streamers – how did he end up being accused of “leeching”?
He was still on mic and really wanted to defend himself, but before he could gather his thoughts, other streamers interrupted.
Now he was the only one left on mic, standing out conspicuously alone.
Looking at the unusually high score beneath his name, Nan Que felt extremely embarrassed.
Xiao, who had already left the mic, jumped back on.
His voice was cold and stern as he opened his mic: “The one who just gifted rockets to Nan Que – I know who you are. I’ll refund your money.”
“Additionally, please stay away from me.”
Xiao spoke word by word into the mic, “I’ll play with whoever I want to play with. Stop fucking managing me.”
“Off.”
As a moderator with the authority to remove people, Xiao first removed Nan Que from the mic before leaving himself.
The public chat paused for a few seconds.
[?]
[What’s happening?]
[Damn, Xiao Ge is so cool!]
[Exactly, my bro can play with whoever he wants, mind your own business]
[But they gifted a lot though]
[Gifts gifts gifts, didn’t he say he’d refund?]
[Why didn’t Nan Que refund it himself?]
[First time seeing a streamer voluntarily acknowledge anti-fans while being so considerate to newcomers. This character is worth following]
Watching Xiao’s account disappear from the hall, Nan Que felt tears welling up.
While still on mic, he had checked which streamer’s fan Hua Rong was. Opening the profile showed empty bio and works, but the collections were filled with Xiao’s secondary creations.
If Xiao Ge hadn’t come on mic to help him, he might have really choked on his own frustration.
No matter how mature he seemed, he was still a newcomer who had been streaming for less than a month.
Thinking this, Nan Que opened Xiao’s WeChat.
Nan Que: Xiao Ge, sorry for causing you trouble. Let me transfer the rocket money to you
Xiao: What are you talking about? It’s my fault for not managing things properly. This has nothing to do with you
Xiao: I should be apologizing to you. Sorry, please don’t take it to heart. Just antis being awkward
Nan Que: It’s fine, really. Let me transfer the rocket money to you
Nan Que: Transferred 1000
Xiao: Rejected it. If you transfer it again, I’ll block you.
Nan Que had no choice but to withdraw the money.
After thinking for a moment, he transferred it to Sudden Wealth’s alternate account instead.
When Xiao Ge goes live later, I’ll go to his stream and send him gifts there.
Otherwise, I really wouldn’t be able to live with myself.
Perhaps because of Xiao Ge’s protection, Nan Que had just hung his alternate account in the live stream and sent two rockets before dozing off.
He slept incredibly soundly.
When he woke up the next morning and opened his account, he found that his follower count had increased significantly, and his private messages contained several recruitment letters from guilds.
Scrolling through videos, he had initially worried whether that final incident would be edited in, but later discovered the fan content creators were very considerate – they only included the most embarrassing moments of him and Sha Zi…
He felt like the entire Douzi platform had seen him and Sha Zi’s trainwreck performance from last night.
So embarrassing ahhhhh!
Trying to escape this awkward situation, he switched to his excavator account, wanting to watch some Lovecast fan content to cleanse his eyes.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened it!
It was himself again!
He seemed to be acting cute for the entire world!
Every scroll showed him affectatiously calling people “gege” on Mic, with the video frames filled with bouncing and shaking “hahaha” effects that nearly blinded him!
And every video had over 1k likes!
Take back the earlier praise!
These fan creations are so presumptuous!
Do you people have no other material?!
Isn’t your slogan supposed to be “focus on your own idol”?!
Nan Que was utterly desperate – his life was ruined.
Xiao Ge’s fan content team had also posted what Xiao Ge said in the Hall yesterday, tagged #MyDomineeringLovecast.
Nan Que listened to it again, enthusiastically liking it – it really was quite domineering.
Additionally, before Xiao Ge ended his stream last night, he seemed to have held a meeting with Little Feathers.
Judging by the timing, he must have been asleep and missed it.
In the fan video, Electric Person still had his familiar style, but he had changed the background to black, with only the person in the frame. His usually curved lips were straightened into a line, making his entire demeanor appear very serious.
“I haven’t held a meeting in a long time, because I always felt everyone came here to have fun. Little Feathers are all very well-behaved, and I just want you all to be happy every day. Using that workplace lecture style would make me feel like I’m putting on airs.”
“But today in the Hall, I was truly, deeply embarrassed.”
“This kind of behavior isn’t warning other teachers – it’s warning me.”
“Using methods that slander and insult others to try to control me and manipulate me.”
“Do you really think people don’t know whose fans those are? Netizens aren’t fools, okay.”
“If other teachers choose to distance themselves from me because of those words, would I have any friends left? Do you want to see me rotting alone at home?”
“People can’t survive alone. I need good friends, I need good brothers – I need them, understand?”
“The teachers in the Hall are my colleagues, my comrades fighting alongside me. In the future, I’ll have collaborations, connections, exchanges, and programs with Teacher Nan Que, Teacher Dongfeng, and many other teachers – these are all completely normal.”
“If I see the word ‘clout-chasing’ appear in my sight again, I don’t care who you are, where you are, or what level your fan group is – I’ll block every single one of you.”
Xiao remained silent for a long while after speaking, his emotions finally calming down somewhat. “I care deeply about all of you. From being a streamer with single-digit followers to growing to nearly 70,000 fans in just a few months – this glory was given to me by Little Feathers.”
“That’s why I hope my Little Feathers who support me can get along harmoniously with my brothers and their fans. Only when everyone thrives together can we truly prosper.”
“Alright?”
“I’ll send a command red envelope. Everyone, type ‘Xiao and Little Feathers are the best’ in the public chat.”
……
Nan Que instinctively wanted to tap the gift box to send Xiao Ge more gifts.
Only after tapping did he remember this was a fan-made video.
How to describe it? He was genuinely moved.
Nan Que hadn’t been around for long and didn’t feel strong attachment to the Hall. He was more familiar with the few friends he used to schedule shifts with back in the Training Camp.
With Xiao Ge – from imitation, to watching his streams regularly, to collaborating on songs together – they gradually became more familiar. The more he got to know him, the more he could appreciate his personal charm.
X. Xiao wasn’t the best singer in the Hall, nor was he the streamer with the most entertaining content.
People often criticized him, saying he always had PK KPIs to complete every day, accusing him of being money-driven. He never refuted these claims, at most just mentioning “spend within your means” and “consume rationally.”
No matter how many critical fan-made posters the antis created, he still maintained his shift schedule, consistently delivering stable stream after stream.
Nan Que held his phone, reading that passage over and over again.
“What a charming man~~~~~”
What to do? He was genuinely feeling somewhat attracted.
He was so handsome yesterday, and looking today – still so handsome.