Fang Chenyi hadn’t even said a word. The mont his face appeared on screen, the fangirls in the livestream chat went wild.
Watching the explosive flood of comnts, Principal Wang pursed his lips. ’Is this guy really more handso than ?’ he thought.
Of course, in his own mind, Principal Wang was practically the most handso man in all of Huaxia!
He had often watched livestreams during his old office days, but this was his first ti actually being in one. It was a new experience. He watched his own handso face on the screen, now made even more perfect by a beauty filter. He looked countless tis more attractive than any of those pretty-boy pop stars. For a mont, Fang Chenyi found it all quite novel.
Looking at the phone and the large ring light before him, Fang Chenyi gave the cara a slightly bemused, yet utterly charming, smile. He waved and, in a magnetic voice, spoke to everyone in the stream.
"Hello everyone. Can you hear ?"
The mont he spoke, the young won in the chat went wild all over again.
"Wow! I’m in love! His voice is so magnetic!"
"Hey handso, handso! I want to have your babies!"
"I’m done for, I’m done for! He’s too handso! My new husband is this guy, not Principal Wang! Hey handso, what’s your TikTok handle?! I want to be your number one stan!"
Principal Wang and the team mbers beside him were left speechless by the scene. This guy’s looks completely stole the spotlight!
With a helpless sigh, Principal Wang turned to the cara, a look of mock indignation on his face.
"Sigh... what kind of world is this? He could clearly make a living off his looks, but he insists on using his talent..."
As Principal Wang spoke, the screen instantly filled with a flood of "666."
After the novelty wore off, Fang Chenyi figured this was all there was to livestreaming. ’Just sitting here talking at a cara... it feels kind of dumb,’ he thought.
"Okay, okay, let’s get down to business. You guys wanted to play a few rounds, right? Let’s get to it. I want to go to sleep after we’re done."
Hearing Fang Chenyi, Principal Wang and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief. If this kept up, the guy was going to steal all their fans for sure.
Ignoring the fans in the chat, Principal Wang nodded and switched the stream’s view to the ga feed from another phone.
When the fans saw their dreamboat suddenly vanish, replaced by a ga screen, they were not happy. A torrent of angry comnts flooded the chat, but unfortunately for them, Principal Wang was now completely ignoring it.
After a round of protests in the chat proved ineffective, the fans gave up and instead settled in to watch their dreamboat play.
Principal Wang didn’t play this round. The ones teaming up with Fang Chenyi were Bufan, Cold Blood, and another player nad Xiaodao.
As expected of professional players, they probably didn’t run into any other pro squads in the first ga, because they scored an easy chicken dinner. Everyone’s stats were impressive: Fang Chenyi had twenty-one kills, Bufan had ten, and Xiaodao and Cold Blood each had nine.
In a single match, their squad had wiped out nearly half the lobby. It was a remarkable achievent. At the sa ti, Fang Chenyi’s flashy plays completely won over the guys in the audience who had tuned in for the gaplay.
Ti flew by. Before they knew it, Fang Chenyi’s group had played three gas in a row, and in every single one, his kill count never dropped below twenty.
After three straight wins, everyone on the team was in complete awe of Fang Chenyi. They also had a much better understanding of his tactical style.
Fang Chenyi’s individual skill was so overwhelming that all the others had to do was play it safe and provide so covering fire.
After winning another chicken dinner with twenty-six kills, Fang Chenyi casually set his phone down.
"Okay, okay, I’m done. It’s getting late, let’s call it a night."
With that said, he got ready to stand up and leave.
But Principal Wang, who was next to him, was quick to react. He grabbed Fang Chenyi’s arm, then pointed to the phone—now showing their faces again—with a wicked grin.
"Hehe, so, Brother Fang, the fans all want to see you show off a talent. I already promised them... how about you sing a song for everyone?"
Fang Chenyi shot him an annoyed glare.
"How about no! I’ve been tone-deaf my whole life... You know that saying? Other people get paid to sing; my singing could get soone killed."
Following Principal Wang’s finger, he saw the livestream chat was a solid wall of identical comnts scrolling by.
’Sing for us, handso! We’re willing to die for it!’
’Sing for us, handso! We’re willing to die for it!’
...
Er...
Looking at the comnts on the screen, Fang Chenyi was finally getting a true sense of what it ant to have "stans."
He shook his head helplessly but still refused.
"Haha, tomorrow. Let’s do it tomorrow. I’ll prepare tonight, and I promise I’ll sing for all of you tomorrow night!"
Since Fang Chenyi had put it that way, the fans couldn’t do much but agree.
After a bit more chatting, Fang Chenyi said goodbye to the fans, then turned and left. He went back to his villa, dove under the covers, and was soon fast asleep.
「The next morning」
Early the next day, Bai nghan tiptoed into Fang Chenyi’s room like a little kitten, planning to wake him up for breakfast.
Seeing that Fang Chenyi was still fast asleep, and by the looks of it, sleeping very deeply, Bai nghan’s lips curled into a slight smile. She gently plucked a single strand of her own hair and tiptoed over to the bed.
She leaned down, a playful, mischievous smile on her face, and slowly extended the long strand of hair toward Fang Chenyi’s nose.
But before the hair could touch his nose, Fang Chenyi’s eyes snapped open. A wicked, triumphant grin spread across his face, and before Bai nghan could even gasp in surprise, he had already reached out and pulled her into his embrace.
"Ah, you big jerk—mph, mph."
Before Bai nghan could finish her sentence, her lips were sealed tightly by his.
...
「Two hours later.」
Fang Chenyi erged from his villa, full of vigor. Bai nghan, however, was nowhere to be seen behind him.
When he arrived at the dining room in Villa Two, he saw his own mom and dad, as well as Bai nghan’s parents and second uncle, all eating breakfast. Fang Chenyi quickly greeted them with a smile.
But his mom craned her neck to look behind him, asking suspiciously:
"Didn’t nghan go get you for breakfast? Where is she?"
[To be continued...]
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