【Orange × Nan Xi】 Is This Jealousy?
Ever since going out with Wen Ran once, Orange returned to the base thinking every day about how to open his mouth and confess to Nan Xi.
His originally planned timing was after the tournament ended and they won the championship, but he really didn’t know how to open his mouth.
He had never thought of himself as a cowardly person, but he had never been in a relationship before. Moreover, he could palpably feel that he genuinely liked Nan Xi, wanted to hug and hold hands with him, and would feel happy just seeing him.
He originally wanted to ask Wen Ran for advice, but between Wen Ran and Senior Wind, it was Senior Wind who pursued him. Even if he was thick-skinned, he couldn’t bring himself to ask the senior he once liked and admired for advice on how to chase someone, right?
And if he wanted to ask these questions, private chats would inevitably increase. Orange knew Wen Ran wouldn’t mind, but he knew his boundaries. Wen Ran was his precious friend, and Senior Wind was his highly respected former captain; he needed to avoid arousing any suspicion.
Besides, with Senior Wind’s thick skin and smooth-talking methods, it wasn’t something he could learn anyway!
Orange could only search for many guides online, but none of them passed his screening.
He could only be forced to drag it out again and again.
And right now, for the sake of promotion, the League would also always do some weird challenges and have teams pass the baton.
It was also considered new content for the fans to watch.
The challenge given this time was “How do professional players spend a day with ten yuan”.
The challengers sent by the Ni Feng Team were Nan Xi and Orange. Both of them had the highest popularity in the team. This type of challenge was inherently entertainment-oriented, and if they couldn’t complete it, they could choose to give up.
Professional players would naturally utilize their advantages, relying on playing arcade games or some game challenges as capital to make money. But after they received the money, Orange mysteriously grabbed Nan Xi’s wrist and told Nan Xi: “Xiao Dui Zhang, leave today to me. I’ll take you to play something fun.”
He had a rather lively personality to begin with, and he blinked gently at Nan Xi.
Orange’s eyes were very pretty, his long eyelashes like fluttering butterflies.
The cameraman wished he could shove the camera right into Orange’s face. Who wouldn’t like such a well-behaved and soft little cutie?
Nan Xi gave an “Mhm” and discreetly pulled his hand out of Orange’s grasp.
He didn’t like the feeling of being touched by anyone other than Wen Ran.
Fortunately, Orange didn’t take it to heart and instead went straight to a convenience store.
After a while, he came out carrying a bag containing a pencil, a cheap pencil sharpener, an eraser, a clipboard, and some paper.
Orange’s eyes curved into a smile when he saw Nan Xi. He took a piece of cake out from inside and handed it to Nan Xi.
Nan Xi: “?”
Seeing Nan Xi’s confused look, Orange found him even more adorable. Handsome guys looked good even when they showed such bewildered expressions.
He stood on his tiptoes, bent his finger, and lightly flicked Nan Xi’s forehead: “Idiot, breakfast for you. There are still several hours from now until noon.”
Orange leaned close to his ear and whispered: “I knew you were honest. I woke up early this morning and already had breakfast.”
Before Nan Xi could get the words “I don’t need it” out of his mouth, Orange immediately followed up: “I’ll still need your help later, Xiao Dui Zhang.”
The camera was set up right in front of them. Nan Xi didn’t finish his sentence. He could only tear open the packaging and take a bite of the small cake Orange bought.
It was very sweet and very soft.
Just like the birthday cake Orange had bought for him back then.
Orange looked around and found a place with relatively high foot traffic. After preparing his things, he said to Nan Xi, “Xiao Dui Zhang, have you seen those people who make money by drawing street sketches?”
Nan Xi nodded. He had certainly seen them. Most of them drew portraits for people, but the pricing had a lot of elasticity; some could sell for over 50 yuan a piece.
“I’ve studied figure sketching,” Orange raised his chin confidently. “To tell you the truth, when I was ten years old, my grandma took me to a temple fair, and I earned my snack money by drawing sketches.”
Of course, he didn’t tell Nan Xi that he only managed to earn enough for two popsicles in the end.
His slender fingers expertly twirled the pencil in a circle: “Watch me show off my skills for you.”
The sunlight wasn’t too intense yet, falling perfectly to make Orange’s hands look even more beautiful.
Today was a sunny day, but Nan Xi clearly felt that Orange was more like a bright little sun.
“However,” Orange said, “I need a first customer.”
“Xiao Dui Zhang, will you be my shill?”
When Orange said this, his eyes stared at him brightly, the ending of his words soft and fluffy like he was acting spoiled.
Nan Xi gave an “Mhm”, “What do I need to do?”
Orange patted the spot next to him: “Just sit right here.”
To draw, the first thing one must do is observe. Orange tried his best to suppress his rapidly beating heart, treating Nan Xi as a figure he had practiced drawing before.
In truth, Nan Xi’s appearance was already deeply engraved in his heart; he could draw him on paper directly even right now.
But Orange couldn’t bear to miss this opportunity to brazenly look at Nan Xi from close up. It wasn’t until he felt his face getting a bit hot that he finally set his pencil to the paper.
When Orange focused, his drawing speed was very fast. He could finish a drawing in about fifteen minutes.
Seeing someone approaching, he immediately held up the paper with Nan Xi drawn on it: “Finished, little brother, take a look, are you satisfied?”
Nan Xi took it. It was indeed drawn remarkably similar; the facial features and expression were vividly lifelike.
Before he even had time to speak, a passerby next to them exclaimed in amazement: “This is too pretty!”
“It’s drawn so similarly!”
“And this style can be used as a profile picture too.”
“How much for one drawing?”
Orange inherently had an approachable look, the type that easily made people feel good about him. When he smiled, it was even more like getting struck in the heart by cuteness.
“Fifteen yuan for one,” Orange said. “Fast output, guaranteed to be finished within fifteen minutes.”
“So cheap?!”
The girl acted as if she had picked up a huge bargain: “Then little brother, can you draw one for me?”
“Of course.”
“Just sit right here.”
Orange’s drawing skills were truly unquestionable. He finished another one in fifteen minutes.
“So cute!” The girl looked at the drawing of herself and simply couldn’t put it down: “Huh? There’s actually a Kuromi at the bottom!”
She discovered this little surprise easter egg: “My daughter!”
Orange: “I saw your phone case was this just now. Pretty Miss, you have to be happy every day.”
The girl covered her mouth. Oh my god, so gentle!
“Mhm, you too, little brother!”
The girl paid happily and left. Orange started getting more and more customers here. Being able to admire a handsome guy up close and get a sketch of yourself in fifteen minutes, and most importantly, it was cheap!
After Orange drew four people in a row, a boy came up to him.
“Excuse me, can I get a drawing?”
The boy’s voice sounded very nice, but it carried a trembling excitement.
Orange pulled out a piece of paper: “Of course, please sit.”
The boy was very good-looking, belonging to the sunny and handsome type. At a glance, he seemed very lively, except he kept staring at Orange.
As if confirming something.
After Orange finished drawing for him, the boy finally couldn’t hold it in and opened his mouth: “You’re Orange, right?”
Orange: “?”
He was slightly taken aback: “You know me?”
“It really is you!” The boy instantly became excited: “I’ve done good deeds my whole life, and it finally let me meet you in person!”
“I’m Lu Yu’an. It’s okay if you don’t know me, I’m your fan!”
Lu Yu’an was a major streamer on Moon TV, a national-rank Jungler.
Sitting on eight million fans, he was the ceiling of online dating.
The reason he was called the ceiling of online dating was because Lu Yu’an didn’t show his face during streams, only turning on his mic.
His voice was very pleasant, especially full of youthful vigor. Coupled with his flashy mechanics and handsome champions, it drove countless female fans in his livestream room crazy for him.
Moreover, Lu Yu’an’s fans all knew that he was a die-hard fan of Orange. He watched almost every one of Orange’s matches and frequently cheered for him. Anyone speaking ill of Orange in his stream would be slapped with a mute package.
However, Orange himself didn’t know any of this. Lu Yu’an was a streamer on Moon TV, and his own contract was signed with Chenguang TV. There was almost no possibility of interaction between the two of them.
Although Lu Yu’an frequently threw money at Orange on Chenguang TV and shouted “Cheng Bao, Cheng Bao” in the bullet screen every day, his own contract was with Moon TV after all. If he was discovered, the impact wouldn’t be good, so he could only hold it in and not let others know his alt account.
Orange knew of this major streamer Lu Yu’an and knew he was his fan, but he didn’t know much more. At this moment, he just politely said to him: “Thank you for liking me.”
“Cheng Bao, you’re so cute!” Lu Yu’an was overjoyed: “Anyone who doesn’t like you is blind.”
Orange: “……”
This online dating ceiling Jungler King streamer, why does he look a bit lacking in intelligence?
Orange still offered proactively: “Do you want an autograph?”
“Yes, yes, yes!” Lu Yu’an was so excited he scrambled, but his eyes never left Orange. Cheng Bao was even better looking in reality than on the screen; his heart was pounding even harder!
Nan Xi didn’t know what was wrong with himself. It was clearly just a fan and an idol greeting each other, yet looking at Lu Yu’an’s infatuated expression made him feel uncomfortable all over.
He even called Orange “Cheng Bao”.
What right did he have to call him that?
Nan Xi was startled by his own thoughts. Was he angry?
He didn’t know why he would have such thoughts. This was someone else’s freedom and clearly had nothing to do with him at all.
After Orange signed the autograph for him, he tactfully reminded: “Then I have to continue working now.”
“Oh, oh, I won’t disturb you!” Lu Yu’an felt like he was about to faint from happiness right now, but he could only bear the pain and bid farewell, not forgetting to add one last sentence: “Good luck, Cheng Bao!”
Orange didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at this guy. This was his first time seeing such an expressive male fan. He thought only female fans would call him Cheng Bao.
He secretly glanced at Nan Xi.
The sunlight perfectly hit the superior contours of his facial features, beautiful like a piece of art kissed by a god.
He wondered when Nan Xi would call him Cheng Bao.
Orange imagined the scenario of him calling him Cheng Bao with his deep voice, and his ears quietly turned red.
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