The National Sweetheart Livestreamer Is A Pro!

Ji Zhiyao instinctively glanced at the minimized streaming room at the right corner. He would never know if there might really be someone amongst the twenty thousand people online with eyes so sharp that could recognize that this was Fi-god’s little alternate account and who would set off all forms of violent bombardments of questions by the fans… At that thought, he directly closed the invitation and then picked up his phone, swiftly sending a text out.

[MelonRind: Currently livestreaming, not very convenient.]

[DB.MHF: Can’t play?]

[MelonRind: I can, but wouldn’t playing with you lead to people poking around everywhere about our relationship?]

[DB.MHF: … Are you a woman? Afraid of being involved in gossip with a man?]

If Mo Huaifeng was seated before him, Ji Zhiyao would definitely slap his phone onto his face with no hesitation, then point to the gay fanart that netizens had spread on Weibo, and get Mo Huaifeng to open his eyes wide and look carefully. He, Ji Zhiyao, was not afraid of being involved in gossip with a male, but he was helpless as the netizens made it difficult for him not to be.

[MelonRind: There are always people wanting me to be gay, and your being like this is providing them with source materials.]

[DB.MHF: A straight foot is not afraid of a gay shoe.]

[DB.MHF: Stop bitching. I invited you, come form a team.]

Ji Zhiyao was forced into it.

Because he was worried that after the fans discover Mo Huaifeng’s real identity, they would attach fictitious romantic titles to them, he intentionally put on a serious face, not interacting with Mo Huaifeng at all, and completely focused on playing.

Whereas in the eyes of the audience in the minimized streaming room, this gaming broadcaster who was usually smiley not only had a solemn expression when he was playing with some unknown account, but his manner of playing was also extremely quick and forceful, totally unlike playing with a friend.

If he did not like it, why did he still play together?

Hence, the onlookers filled with questions went to Weibo and Tieba to dig for the identity of this alternate account.

What was unexpected was that they really found it once they started digging!

[Tell me I’m not seeing things, is this alternate account really my Fi-god?]

[First time seeing Fi-god forming a team with someone other than his teammates… though this person is my son, there’s this a feeling of being cheated on.]

[?? MelonRind you get out here and explain yourself! Where was the pure online friendship that was agreed on?]

[My husband and my boyfriend are playing together, hehe. I heard the raindrops falling on the green field ¹ .]

[Looking forward to luck and a miracle, where is the green light?]

[Above my head 🙂 ]

Ji Zhiyao would never have thought that what he absolutely did not want to see happen had silently taken place.

Yet right now, he was focused on breaking the opponent’s crystal and did not have the slightest idea of the occurrences of the outside world.

Finishing off the crystal, they ended a half an hour long match. Ji Zhiyao gradually got into his form. Wallowing in and unable to break out of the ‘Mo Huaifeng carrying him to a definite win’ atmosphere, he took the initiative in creating a room and then invited Mo Huaifeng.

Seeing ‘dbmmmmmm’ enter the room, he clicked ‘begin matchup.’

Yet, a sound suddenly came from the dorm door. It was some very impatient knocking.

Ji Zhiyao had thought that it was because he had accidentally locked the door when he returned and his dorm mates could not come in. Since the match had not started yet, he first canceled the matchup, then typed “hold on” in the open chat, and hurriedly got up to open the door.

Two boys in the camouflage uniform from military training stood outside the door. Judging by their appearances, they were freshmen too, both with complex expressions.

Ji Zhiyao looked at them carefully and was sure that he had never met these two people. Thus, he said, “Who are you guys looking for?”

One of the boys replied. “You are Ji Zhiyao?”

Ji Zhiyao nodded. “You guys were looking for me?”

“Heard that Xing Chuxue initiated giving her contact to you.” The other boy looked Ji Zhiyao up and down with a contemptuous look. “We’re here to see for ourselves exactly who was so charming.”

1. Lyrics from a Chinese song 小幸运: A Little Happiness.