The National Sweetheart Livestreamer Is A Pro! - Chapter 160: Untitled
[Against Stickers, even if there was no jungler, Mix would be bagging the win all the same alright?]
[So? Isn’t he still a trash. I hope Xiao-god guards his starting position well, don’t be cheated out by a certain manipulative b*tch.]
…
There were all sorts of posts saying all sorts of things, Ji Zhiyao let it past after browsing briefly.
He then scrolled Weibo for a while, feeling absolutely bored, but did not want to game at the same time.
Mo Huaifeng caught his restless and agonized manner and asked with a frown, “What’s with you?”
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“So bored, I really want to turn on my livestream and chat.”
“Go ahead. I’m not stopping you.”
Ji Zhiyao turned even more disconsolate. “Damn it! I just won half of an opening game today, who do you think would believe that I’m turning on my livestream because I’m bored?”
Mo Huaifeng pondered for a moment, then brought out his phone, drafted a Weibo post, send.
At the same time when he successfully posted, Ji Zhiyao’s phone sounded with a “ding dong” notification, it was the sound of a post notification. Ji Zhiyao picked it up once more and found that Captain who was sitting leisurely opposite him had published a new post seconds ago.
[Mix.FiV: Start a livestream?]
Three words, one punctuation mark, a post that couldn’t get any shorter.
While others had yet to discover, Ji Zhiyao snatched away the first comment, then looked up with a grateful expression. “Captain, you really treat me so well.”
“Glad you know. You must keep it etched in your heart.”
“When I grow up, I will definitely repay your kindness of upbringing.”
“How old would that be?”
“Captain, you’re talking dirty to me!”
“Tsk.”
Mo Huaifeng downloaded the app by Cateye Livestream who works with Mix Battleteam, then created a livestream room and updated the room code with another Weibo post. In less than ten minutes, the number of people in the livestream room had already exceeded twenty thousand.
Ji Zhiyao watched with wide eyes. Then Mo Huaifeng casually found a stand, placed his phone on it, then leaned back, his tone lax as he said, “A little bored after the competition, decided to livestream.”
The comments were so wild that Mo Huaifeng’s face on the screen almost wasn’t visible anymore. Mo Huaifeng frowned, seeming slightly annoyed. “Speak properly, don’t spam.”
With that, he gestured in Ji Zhiyao’s direction. “NoHomo come here.”
Ji Zhiyao stood up with a confused expression, then walked over to Mo Huaifeng’s side and sat down.
“See what they’re asking, give some replies as you wish.” Mo Huaifeng then turned towards the screen. “I’m not in the mood to talk, he’ll do it for me.”
Ji Zhiyao was stunned, then the corner of his lips slowly lifted.
This way he would be able to chat, yet wouldn’t be criticized, was it so?
Captain really…
[God damn it Fi-god what kind of devil are you? LOL livestreaming once in several hundred years and you still have to get an acting host?]
[What the f*ck, these two people’s godly looks! Want to enjoy it forever!]
[Bursting into tears! Today is a day where we get sweet interactions! Windy girls will not admit defeat!!]
[Fi-god I love you I want to have your children ahhhh!]
[Even if these two people sit there without talking, I would still be able to quietly watch them for an entire day.]
[Am I the only one who noticed that melonrind smiled? The very resigned very indulging kind. My heart.]
“Windy girls?” Ji Zhiyao had yet to speak, but Mo Huaifeng seemed to have caught something interesting as he sat upright and asked, “What are windy girls?”
[Fi you bumpkin [pleased] you don’t even know about windy!]
[Windy girls are of course the couple fans of you and melonrind! ! LOL actually I am a monsoon 1 girl.]
[Can the couple fans stop spamming? We just want to quietly watch Fi-god livestream, can all of you stop trying to rub off such popularity?]
[Screenshot screenshot screenshot! Every single scene with both of you in one scene are sweet memories that I am going to enjoy next time!]
“Windy and monsoon, these two names, which one do you like?” Mo Huaifeng suddenly turned his head and asked with a serious look.
Ji Zhiyao was first dazed by being questioned, then thought carefully for a moment before saying with all the overwhelming comments rushing in, “Windy. I think windy is not bad.”
[Windy gets a point!]
[Flying the big flag of the windy doctrine up high from now! I voluntarily devote my all my life to the windy doctrine! Windy girls, let’s go! ! !]
[Why didn’t you pick monsoon, you’re heartless and unreasonable!]
Mo Huaifeng took a look at the comment and said, “I am asking on behalf of the great masses of fans, the reason why you chose windy and not monsoon.”
“Isn’t there a saying known as “facing the sweeping winds”? Doesn’t it sound like facing the both of us?”
“That it does seem a little. But doesn’t this mean that we are being recognized by the masses?”
“Yet what I cannot understand is, the both of us obviously look so handsome, why must such a painful tone be used when facing us—”
“Makes sense, next question.”
[HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA spouting rubbish in all seriousness! Are you trying to make me die laughing, then inherit my Ant Credit Pay?]
[Admit it, you’re not as good looking as you imagine yourself to be!]
[Here to watch Fi-god but became a fan of Yao.]
[Why are there only the two of you in this livestream? Where are the others at the base?]
Ji Zhiyao shared eye contact with Mo Huaifeng, Mo Huaifeng signaled with his lips: you can answer such a boring question.
“Those who ought to eat went to eat, those who ought to go have fun went to have fun. The entire base is only left with Captain and I, two lonely elderly men, we feel aggrieved, but we don’t say it.” Ji Zhiyao acted as if things were especially like he had said. “Actually someone did invite me at first, but Captain wanted to keep me in the base to accompany him, out of pressure from Captain’s power, they had no alternative but to abandon me.”
The ending sound of his last word just fell and Ji Zhiyao’s neck was already held between two fingers of Mo Huaifeng, his voice sounded in a cold tone beside his ear. “Repeat that?”
“They invited me out to play, but I rejected them on my own accord. How could I leave our brilliant, valiant, kind, impartial Captain alone at the base, what will we do if he gets kidnapped by any chance?”
Mo Huaifeng responded, “Heh.”
[F*ck my mum is asking why I’m laughing with tears flowing.]
[Turns out the “holding my fate by my neck” emotive originated from here.]
[All men are players.]
[Stop joking melonrind, who would dare to kidnap your Captain. He gives off free air-conditioning everyday in all weather continuously, in Summer if you stay beside him you definitely won’t need to turn on your air-conditioner.]
Ji Zhiyao was especially tempted to praise the owner of this comment for his great taste, however with a glare from Mo Huaifeng, he instantly became obedient, pretending as if he had not seen anything at all.
Mo Huaifeng defended himself. “Actually to the people around me, I’m always as warm as Spring.”
Ji Zhiyao nodded fervently.
[Survival instincts is making me nod my head.]
[Survival instincts is making me nod my head. +1]
[+10086]
Mo Huaifeng laughed coldly. “Is no one believing the truth?”
“Exactly, how could all of you be like this?!” Ji Zhiyao found an opportunity and chimed in. “No one knows better than, what kind of person Captain is! He definitely isn’t any good person!”
In a sea of “? ? ?”, Ji Zhiyao had very prophetically leapt two meters away, then said, “Captain, you saw, it’s all because they forced me.”
“Get over here.”
“No!”
“Come here.”
Hence Ji Zhiyao dawdled over, his steps virtually slower than a little wife with bound feet. Mo Huaifeng was virtually amused in anger upon seeing this sight. Here he was putting up a pretense now, why wasn’t he the least bit shy when he was being mischievous earlier?
Before Ji Zhiyao reached his side, Mo Huaifeng turned off the livestream after leaving a line “something came up we’ll chat next time”, then stared at Ji Zhiyao with an ambiguous half smile.
Ji Zhiyao spoke first, “Um…”
“Hm?”
Ji Zhiyao decisively gave in to his fear. “Captain I was wrong, you are a good person, yet I still vilified you like this.”
Mo Huaifeng gestured towards him once more, with a slight smile. “Slightly closer.”
Ji Zhiyao unwillingly walked till he was behind Mo Huaifeng, only the distance of the back of the sofa between them.
Mo Huaifeng’s lips twitched, then he grabbed the bottom of Ji Zhiyao’s shirt and pulled.
Ji Zhiyao was caught off guard and pull downwards, then his bottom lip was harshly bitten down on.
How violent!
Why was Captain being like a little dog!
That bite definitely drew blood!
These three thoughts flashed by, yet certain nerves in his brain suddenly became keyed up. Ji Zhiyao obeyed those senseless desires, biting back at once.
Up till the light scent of iron floated into his eyes, did Ji Zhiyao release his teeth. Under the light in the room, he looked at Mo Huaifeng’s lips, there were very deep teeth marks on his bottom lip, the skin already broken. He conscientiously admitted his fault, “Hurts yeah? I should not have bitten you.”
With a swipe of his finger, Mo Huaifeng saw the blood and frowned slightly, before looking up and saying, “Actually it’s nothing much.”
“You’re really too…”
“I just don’t know how to explain it to them later.”
Ji Zhiyao stood with a lost look.
A few seconds later, he came to his senses and grumbled with an upset expression, as if he had tasted sh*t, “Damn it damn it, why didn’t you remind me when I was about to bite you?”
Mo Huaifeng smirked coldly. “How was I supposed to? ‘No Sir don’t do that’ or ‘only kissing no biting’?”
Ji Zhiyao went silent, after a while, he appeared as if had made a grave decision.
“Let’s go, I’ll treat you to hotpot!”
A few hours later.
Nuo walked circle after circle around the abnormally obedient Ji Zhiyao and Mo Huaifeng who were seated on the sofa. “How odd, just which hotpot place was so spicy that it made you guys this way? Those lips of Captain, if I didn’t know that he had bitten himself to bear with the spiciness, I would’ve thought that he has a girl out there.”
Ji Zhiyao’s heart pounded, then reached out and held onto the restless Mo Huaifeng who seemed like he really wanted to talk and replied, “Actually I thought the same way too. But I was with Captain the entire afternoon, so it eliminates that possibility.”
Mo Huaifeng was stumped.
Nuo sighed. “So, fortunately we have you looking after the house, that’s why those demons and monsters coveting our Captain don’t dare to come close.”
“Mm mm mm!” Ji Zhiyao nodded energetically, “praise me”, “I’m very good” written all over his face.
Mo Huaifeng went quiet.
Before today, he had never recognized that his boyfriend was so good at distorting facts. Now it could be considered that he had learned something new.
Mo Huaifeng used his eyes to remind Nuo: The one who was stealing what was entrusted to his care was Ji Zhiyao himself, you should stop praising him.
Yet Nuo’s response to that was, “Captain, I know you’re upset. But haven’t we once agreed together to dedicate our youth to the international league’s trophy? You cannot go back on your words!”
The others concurred, “Yeah yeah!”
Mo Huaifeng was stumped.
Damn it, a bunch of idiots.
Mo Huaifeng simply ignored them, lazily dragging his slippers into the training room, the air of displeasure wrecking havoc all around him. Ji Zhiyao could sense it even as he remained seated in the living room.
He came up with a reason and abandoned his revolutionary comrade Nuo, then obediently followed into the training room.
He then sat by Mo Huaifeng’s side, asking, “Captain, why are you upset?”
Mo Huaifeng replied aloofly, “I’m not.”
“I realized that not just women, even men are especially fond of saying yes and meaning. You obviously don’t look happy”
“When can we go public?”
Ji Zhiyao was dazed, he thought that he had heard wrong, and thus asked again, “What?”
Mo Huaifeng lifted his eyes, his gaze gradually deepening as he kept quiet for a few seconds before he said, “I’m feeling a little impatient.”
Ji Zhiyao suddenly floundered, his ears slightly red. “Um, actually I want to go public too, saves me from having a bunch of people squealing and calling you hubby, even wanting to have your babies, but it’s not the time now, you know that.”
“Mm.”
His expression was still listless.
“Alright, cheer up.”
Mo Huaifeng grumbled, “Do you know what you sound like right now?”
“A jerk who doesn’t take responsibility after flirting.”
With a quick glance, all that was in Ji Zhiyao’s vision was Mo Huaifeng’s scabbing thin lips, and he suddenly felt a wave a guilt wash over him.
Seems like… It was really like that.
Ji Zhiyao created a room in the game and invited Mo Huaifeng to play with him.
The two played till past 9PM, the others who were in the living room entered the training room in succession. Ji Zhiyao pulled off his ear-mic and asked curiously, “Didn’t Captain say that we don’t have to train today? Why are all of you so conscientious?”
Nuo ranted, “You think I want to? Scrolled my phone till my eyes hurt yet not knowing what else I should do, other than our phones as entertainment for us professional players, we only have game left in our life.”
Heng added, “And supper. Suddenly feeling a little hungry.”
Ji Zhiyao suddenly came up with an idea. “Just in time Captain and I are tired from playing, we were planning on going out for a walk. You guys play here, wait for us to bring supper back.”
Mo Huaifeng looked at and squinted at him, Ji Zhiyao threw him a meaningful glance, such a good chance to secretly sneak out for a date, so hard to come by.
Mo Huaifeng involuntarily lifted the corner of his lips and made an “mm” sound, extremely cooperative.
K teased, “What the f*ck, NoHomo changed for the better today? Being so nice?”
“Am I not this considerate usually? Forget it, you guys can starve.”
Nuo scrambled to grab his arm. “Don’t! Young hero hold your steps! The one who dissed you was K, it has nothing to do with us at all. I want to have barbecued meat.”
Xiao quickly joined in. “Second that, extra chili.”
Heng too. “Second that.”
Xiaofei was the last. “Second that.”
K was left in his own pool of tears. “I was wrong, I really was wrong.”
Intentionally ignoring K who was whining away looking all gloomy, as if he had been possessed by Mistress Xianglin 1 , Ji Zhiyao held Mo Huaifeng’s arm and left the training room.
Once out the door, they met Yuan Wei head-on.
Yuan Wei covered his eyes, evidently not too willing to look at this couple who loved to PDA in front of him, yet his eyes still unavoidably caught the tiny wound on Mo Huaifeng’s mouth and Ji Zhiyao’s red and swollen lips.
