Seeing that Principal Wang had already disabled the live chat, Fang Chenyi turned to look at Bai nghan with a gentle expression.
"Xiao Hanhan, have you decided? Any song is fine, as long as it’s what you want to hear."
Bai nghan didn’t want to overthink it anymore. The man she deeply loved was confessing to her in front of millions of people. This feeling was true happiness. It was more than enough to prove his love for her.
At this thought, Bai nghan smiled sweetly, revealing two faint dimples. "You can just sing whatever you want. As long as you’re the one singing, I’ll love listening to it."
The two of them were putting on a huge display of affection. Not only the audience in the stream, but even the team mbers playing their ga beside them and Principal Wang were suddenly hit with an unexpected mouthful of PDA.
Fang Chenyi looked at Bai nghan’s charming face and a song imdiately ca to mind. He turned his head and gestured to Principal Wang. "Xiaocong, bring the mic over."
The team mbers were all busy playing, leaving Principal Wang as the only one idle. Thus, he beca Fang Chenyi’s errand boy.
Hearing Fang Chenyi’s call, Principal Wang quickly handed over the microphone.
Taking the microphone, Fang Chenyi snapped his fingers and spoke to Principal Wang again.
"Cue the instruntal for ’Little Dimples.’"
As the music started, Fang Chenyi’s magnetic voice instantly captivated everyone, including the fans in the stream. Although Fang Chenyi couldn’t see their comnts, the endless stream of gifts flying across the screen represented everyone’s current mood.
When he reached the chorus, Fang Chenyi didn’t forget to hold the microphone to Bai nghan’s lips for them to sing a duet. Just like that, wave after wave of PDA left the audience completely overwheld and speechless.
After the song was over, the team’s ga had also mostly concluded. Several team mbers had been so thrown off by the PDA that their performance suffered, leading to them being directly eliminated.
Not only that, but Bufan, who was lying prone on top of a water tower sniping enemies, was so choked up by the PDA that his hand slipped. He fell directly from the top of the water tower and, just like that, beca the first professional player to die from falling.
Having finished the song, seeing that everyone’s ga was over, and having dished out enough PDA, Fang Chenyi handed the microphone back to Principal Wang, not planning to sing anymore.
"Alright, since that’s over, let’s play."
With that, he turned to Bai nghan and asked, "Xiao Hanhan, want to play with us?"
Knowing they had a match tomorrow, Bai nghan shook her head and declined. "Maybe next ti. You guys go ahead and play. I’m going to head back and study."
After refusing Fang Chenyi’s offer to walk her back, she returned to the villa by herself.
Principal Wang also knew it was ti to get down to business. He re-enabled the live chat and said to the audience with a smile:
"Alright everyone, we’re about to start the ga. I’m going to end this stream for now, and the gaming stream will start right after."
After speaking, he waited another ten seconds or so before closing the stream.
But when he exited and saw the follower count under his account profile, he imdiately jumped up and cursed loudly:
"FUCK! How am I down to 47 million followers? Holy shit, this is my fucking account!"
He had originally had over 50 million followers. After that PDA-filled stream, he had instantly lost nearly eight million. Principal Wang almost went insane.
’Damn it,’ he thought. ’Just a mont ago I was gloating, wondering if Brother Fang’s stream would lose all of its five million followers. And now look. I didn’t just lose five million, I fucking lost eight million! And in the end, they were *my* followers!’
’And that’s not all. Disabling the chat, queuing the song... I was helping him dig my own grave this whole fucking ti!’
Fang Chenyi, standing to the side, glanced quizzically at the phone screen, then at Principal Wang. "What’s wrong? What’s all the fuss about?"
Looking up at this handful of a man, Principal Wang sighed helplessly, shook his head, and put on an expression like life was aningless. "Waaah, I lost eight million followers, Boss~"
After a mont of surprise, Fang Chenyi also figured it out. His "god-tier play" just now had directly caused Principal Wang to lose eight million followers.
"Hehe, my bad, my bad. Uh, to make it up to you, I’ll definitely help you get first place tomorrow, okay?"
Shaking his head in resignation, Principal Wang knew there was no point in saying anything more. Things were as they were. He just nodded resentfully, started the ga stream again, and quickly entered the live room.
Seeing the ga screen appear, the crowd in the stream beca active again, though the topic of conversation mostly revolved around the recent PDA session.
So sharp-eyed netizens also noticed that Principal Wang had lost eight million followers, and a heated discussion about it quickly erupted in the stream.
Of course, what none of them knew was that this matter was already blowing up on Weibo, showing the potential to climb to the top of the trending topics.
The ga started. Just as he landed and picked up a piece of equipnt, the recycling notification sound rang in his mind.
’It’s here again?’
The rest of the ga once again turned into Fang Chenyi’s map-looting mode.
"I’m gonna loot from south to north, I’m gonna loot from north to west, I want everyone to rember , rember my looooot~"
Listening to the stream of system notifications in his mind, Fang Chenyi couldn’t help but hum a song.
This left the audience in the stream not knowing whether to laugh or cry. What kind of strategy was this?
So viewers who considered themselves particularly clever even speculated that Fang Chenyi was deliberately trying to confuse the opponents he’d be facing in tomorrow’s match, creating a false impression for them.
Of course, the most frustrated of all were Bufan and the other two who were playing with him.
The round ended, and this ti Fang Chenyi actually managed to get a chicken dinner with a frying pan.
Before the next round began, Principal Wang couldn’t help but ask Fang Chenyi:
"Brother Fang, what kind of strategy is this?"
Fang Chenyi glanced at the live chat, then gave a sly laugh and deliberately lowered his voice to whisper to Principal Wang:
"Misdirection. If you were our opponent and saw playing like this, what would you think?"
At this, he glanced at the resigned faces of Bufan and the others, then turned back to Principal Wang and continued to bullshit him in a serious, low voice:
"Also, this is to increase the individual combat skills of Bufan and the other two, as well as their long-distance rescue capabilities."
Principal Wang nodded thoughtfully. "I think I get it. Alright then, as long as you can win the match tomorrow, it’s fine."
Fang Chenyi clapped Principal Wang on the shoulder.
"Don’t worry, you’ve got Brother Fang here. What the hell are you afraid of? Alright, let’s hurry up and start the next round. I’m still waiting to make so money—er, waiting to practice."
’Damn it, I got excited and almost let it slip...’
After speaking, he turned to look at Bufan and urged him on:
"Bufan, you punk, hurry up and get ready. Are you dilly-dallying and collecting freebies again?"
[To be continued...]
PS: I’ve received feedback from readers that the ga plotlines are too long, so from now on, we’ll just skim over them. Also, Xiao Youzi will wrap up this ga competition quickly so we can move on to the new storyline.
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