After Kissing the Esports God, He Keeps Flirting With Me Chapter 44

【44】 Looking Down on the Little Flamer if He Doesn’t Bring a Dowry

Ye Xin turned off his livestream with a dark face.

In that moment, he suddenly felt a trace of daze. In the past, whenever he won a match, it seemed he was always the first to leave; he had never excitedly embraced his teammates like that.

He had never regarded those “scrubs” as his close teammates; they were merely chess pieces and tools used to serve as his foil in a game.

Ye Xin suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

The manager had told him that signing Wen Ran was just to scrape through a season and wait until he could return to the stage.

As the team’s cash cow, it was naturally impossible for him to be easily abandoned. However, Ye Xin didn’t entirely trust the manager’s words. The other party was a businessman after all; if Wen Ran really turned out to be amazing, it wasn’t impossible for the club to keep Ye Xin solely as a streaming player to rake in money while denying him stage time.

Ye Xin hadn’t experienced much setback since his debut and was even hailed as the “Strongest Active Mid Laner.” But after Wen Ran’s livestream earnings exceeded his last time, he was truly beginning to fear whether his position would be replaced.

Ye Xin gritted his teeth. He wouldn’t let Wen Ran off so easily.

He certainly wouldn’t let a rookie like this ride over his head.

After securing the spot for the promotion/relegation match, the online public opinion of DS also improved.

Having relaxed a bit, the team allowed them to put in some livestreaming hours.

As soon as Wen Ran started his stream, a large number of viewers swarmed in.

[Ungrateful son, why are you so slow!]

[Others have already played half a game, yet you’re the only one putting on airs. What, did you specially dress yourself up? Male celebrity?]

[I almost went to Ai Fan’s stream to have him drag you up. Do you know that because of the matches, I haven’t scolded you for several days?]

“I just changed my clothes,” Wen Ran said, having grown accustomed to those bullet comments. “I’m a bit late.”

He sat down in front of the camera. Wen Ran was wearing a short-style T-shirt today. Due to the design, a slight movement would reveal a section of his slender waist.

And two shallow back dimples.

[What just flashed past?]

[Is this little flamer’s waist really this thin?]

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[And so fair. Even as a girl, I’m not this good-looking.]

[No lewdness allowed!]

[Can you stop being so delicate? You’re even wearing a crop top. Are you trying to seduce me?]

[Erotic streamer, reported!]

[Help, I just switched out to reply to a message. What did I miss?]

[Roses, describe it to me quickly!]

[Um… although I won’t comment on this toxic tumor’s personality, his waist is truly hin (very) thin, the kind that feels like it could be held in one hand.]

[Want to pinch, want to kiss!]

[Put your pants on properly!]

Wen Ran glanced at the comments: “Who’s seducing you!”

Ai Fan heard the commotion and glanced toward Wen Ran: “Dawn, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” Wen Ran said. “These netizens are having delusions again.”

“Oh, okay.” Ai Fan also knew that Wen Ran’s fans were quite different from those of others in the League, so he didn’t ask further.

By the time Wen Ran looked back, the stream was filled with question marks.

[???]

[Little flamer, make it clear. Who’s having delusions?]

[Who are the netizens?]

[Your ‘fathers’ worked hard to catch your stream on time, and you brush us off so coldly?]

[I’m so angry! No conscience! I’m mad! I’m going to throw a tantrum!]

“Then let’s talk about something else,” Wen Ran said, already used to these fans. “Come on, tell me what ranks you all are?”

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He hovered his mouse over his score of 2463: “Jealous?”

“I’m not carrying you.”

Bullet comments: ???

[Why on earth do I still hold expectations for him!]

“I should be able to hit 2500 today.” Wen Ran said as he opened a carton of milk. It was the one Jiang Yan had sent him, telling him to drink one every day.

Because it was bottled, Wen Ran accidentally got some on his lip while drinking. He stuck out his pink tongue and licked it. This casual little action sent the bullet comments into another frenzy.

[Dammit, why is he so erotic!]

[Is that a kitten tongue? So pink.]

[It’s over. I suddenly want to test if his mouth is really that ‘hard.’]

[Yikes! No male virtue! Actually drinking milk in front of so many people!]

“Peach-Peach” sent “Moon Rose Ocean” × 99

“Dawn the Trash Mid Laner” sent “Moon Rose Ocean” × 199

“Lemon Flavored Milk Candy” sent “Moon Rose Ocean” × 99

“Dawn Male Fan” sent “Moon Rose Ocean” × 666

“Mu” sent “Moon Rose Ocean” × 999

The livestream screen was instantly submerged by gift effects.

Moon Roses were medium-priced gifts on Moon TV—beautiful pale pink roses with a small crescent moon printed on the petals. There was a continuous sending mechanism; one could click manually or pre-set the quantity. Sending over 99 roses would trigger the “Moon Rose Ocean,” and the screen’s gift effect would change from a few falling roses to a vast sea of flowers covering the entire “ground.”

Wen Ran’s fans had somehow discovered this feature and felt it was tailor-made for them. During Wen Ran’s last stream, they had tested it one after another, directly boosting him to the top of the homepage tycoon donation list.

“Thank you Peach-Peach for the Moon Rose Ocean… thank you Mu for the Moon Rose Ocean.”

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[Mu the big boss is here again. Help, you really love him!]

This “Mu” had come to Wen Ran’s stream later. He was extremely lavish, gifting at least two “Moon Rockets” to Wen Ran in a single night.

He had long since secured the top spot on the donor list. Unlike other top donors, this “Mu” was not the low-profile type; he seemed like Wen Ran’s “brainless fan.”

Not only was he active on the platform, but he had also personally engaged in arguments with Ye Xin’s fans.

As a rookie player and streamer, Wen Ran naturally couldn’t compare to someone of Ye Xin’s caliber. The two already had friction, and combined with Youzi adding fuel to the fire during the debut interview, the relationship between the two sides was even more tense.

Consequently, when Wen Ran started his stream, some of Ye Xin’s fans followed the trail to mock him for having only a few fans, saying that even if he streamed for a month, he wouldn’t make as much in earnings as Ye Xin did in one night.

It was on that very day that the big boss “Mu” appeared out of nowhere. Without even blinking, he threw out hundreds of thousands of yuan in gifts, shocking the anti-fans into silence.

“If you want to compare earnings, I’m ready anytime.”

“Anyway, I have plenty of money.”

“If you can’t beat him, don’t bring it up to brag. Get back to your own place.”

In the end, this “Mu” even visited Ye Xin’s stream and, with a long string of flashy tycoon prefixes, said: Leash your dogs.

[Mu: Your hair is messy.]

[Dawn, big boss Mu says your hair is messy.]

Seeing them say this, Wen Ran leaned his face closer to the camera and reached out to ruffle his hair twice: “Is it?”

[Holy crap, why did you suddenly get so close!]

[For a second, I thought Dawn was coming to kiss me. How annoying~]

[Lips are so red, and that kitten tongue, hehe~]

[Who can withstand this? My ‘maternal love’ is slightly deteriorating.]

Watching that scene just now, Mu Chen almost dropped his phone.

How could he be so good-looking, so obedient?

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And he dyed his hair pink; he looked even better than he did two years ago.

He reached out and stroked the screen, seemingly wanting to touch Wen Ran’s face through the display, becoming more and more expectant of meeting him.

Wen Ran was just about to start matching when he received a game invitation.

“wrsxhd” invited you to join a ranked match—

His idol was calling him?

Wen Ran hadn’t seen Wind online much these past few days. Of course, he really wanted to go. With quick eyes and hands, he turned off the camera for a moment, opened the private chat, and typed to Wind:

[I’m livestreaming, is that okay?]

[If not, how about tomorrow?]

wrsxhd: It’s fine.

Having received his idol’s affirmative reply, Wen Ran finally breathed a sigh of relief and turned the camera back on.

“The camera was broken just now, I reconnected it.”

“Not playing Peak Tournament today,” he said, forcing himself to appear calm. “Duo-queueing with a friend.”

[Duo-queueing? You actually have friends?]

[Shouldn’t it be a lot of enemies?]

[Hahahaha, what are you saying above? Leave some face for the kid.]

[Let me guess which pro player it is.]

[Why does it have to be a pro?]

[Do you think someone with skills inferior to his could rank up with him all night? Who could withstand that mouth of his?]

[Hahahaha, speaking of which, I remember the last time he ranked with Xiao Huang. Xiao Huang didn’t even want his bottom lane anymore; he just started in the mid lane and ended up playing as a Gold Medal Mid Lane.]

[? Xiao Huang is someone who politely asks several times before even taking someone’s health pack. Look at what this toxic tumor has driven the kid to.]

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Because Wen Ran only turned the camera on after starting the match, the audience in the stream couldn’t see the IDs. However, once the game started and they saw that ID clearly, everyone else fell silent.

[I double-checked; it’s the same Ruiying who streamed with July last time.]

[Holy sh*t???]

[Yes, sisters, it’s that man!]

[Heavens, help, my hubby actually appeared here! I’m in the front row! Front row!]

[Hubby Wind, say something!]

[Why is my hubby with this toxic tumor? And they’re friends?]

[I’m splitting apart, literally into the Great Rift Valley. This toxic tumor actually has Hubby’s game friend ID and can get Wind to duo-queue with him.]

Wind’s voice drifted out: “Busy training these past few days?”

[Ahhh, Hubby’s voice sounds so good!]

[So sexy! Dream material secured!]

“Yeah.” Wen Ran replied obediently to Wind, not saying a single extra word.

“I watched your match. Great job,” Wind continued. “Good luck in the promotion/relegation match.”

“Mhm! I will!” Wen Ran pursed his lips, his face still flushed with a layer of red.

His idol praised him for doing a great job! Receiving recognition from Wind made Wen Ran incredibly excited; he felt he could play six more rounds of training matches instantly.

An unstoppable smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and he even ruffled his own hair.

[Why is he so obedient in front of that person?]

[He looks so soft, like he’d be easy to rua (pet).]

[Putting on an act. Laughing my head off. So he puts on a mask in front of his idol, huh?]

[Does Wind know he likes being everyone’s ‘father’?]

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[Wind rarely surfs the web; he probably doesn’t know. But as soon as Wind starts a stream, he’ll find out.]

[Let’s review: the 172cm height ‘floor’ vindicating the 185cm idol. Moving heaven and earth, making men silent and women cry.]

[The person above, Dawn is coming to ‘dark-assassinate’ you in a bit!]

[If Dawn wanted to marry Wind, how much dowry do you think he’d need?]

[I bet one yuan, can’t be more than that.]

[I bet one Blue Buff, can’t be more than that.]

[Narrow-minded. Not bringing a reverse-dowry would be looking down on the little flamer.]

[Brave Ran Ran, don’t fear difficulties. Earn money and save up for a dowry!]

Seeing the direction of the bullet comments becoming more and more bizarre—even fast-forwarding to “Dawn, if you can convince Wind to start a stream, Mama will arrange a ten-mile red dowry to let you marry over in style”—Wen Ran’s face turned red. He muted his in-game mic and gritted his teeth at the stream: “Mind your own business! Stop worrying about your ‘father’!”

He was now hoping that Jiang Yan was busy and wouldn’t watch today’s stream.

But as the saying goes, what you fear most will happen. His phone vibrated, and a message from Jiang Yan arrived.

[Dowry? Ten-mile red dowry?]

…Dammit!

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