【21】 Apologize to Wind
“If you guys have any questions, you can ask me directly in the bullet comments.”
Most of the viewers in Song Zixuan’s livestream room were his fans, who didn’t have a good impression of Yi Jian Shuang. Another portion had followed Wen Ran here after he flamed Yi Jian Shuang the other day. He currently had about two thousand followers, and having just started the stream, there were only about a hundred people watching. A large portion of them were teasing Wen Ran in the comments.
[Did I enter the wrong section? Tell me quickly, is this the Gaming Section or the Handsome Guy Section?]
[He looks way too good, hiss hiss (drooling noises)]
[He looks so young. How old are you?]
Wen Ran found these questions strange, but he answered obediently, “I’m an adult. I’m eighteen.”
[Innocent male high schooler, I can do this!]
[Little brother, can you call me ‘Big Sister’ just once?]
[I taped my friend’s mouth shut because he wouldn’t say the streamer is handsome. Brothers, did I do the right thing?]
[Do you know why dinosaurs went extinct? Because their forelimbs were too short to applaud my baby’s beauty.]
Wen Ran: “…”
Wen Ran rarely watched livestreams. Usually, he watched professional League matches. The ecological environment of the SPL (Super Pro League) was completely different from that of ordinary streamers’ rooms. Therefore, seeing these bullet comments, he had absolutely no idea how to respond.
He could only pretend not to see them.
Whenever Wen Ran was nervous, he would involuntarily touch the back of his neck. His other hand rested on the keyboard; his fingers were slender and fair, with well-defined joints and round, full nails. Under the light, they possessed a jade-like translucency.
[So well-behaved, come let Mommy give you a kiss~]
[Wuwuwu, who understands me? I haven’t seen a handsome guy who is beautiful down to his hair strands in so long!]
[Me, me, me! As a hand-con, I am fully satisfied!!]
[Hand-con?]
[Ahhh, damn input method, I meant hand-con!]
[Quick, look at me, have I turned yellow (lewd)?]
[Such beautiful hands should be clutching the bedsheets tightly, or be wrapped inside a larger pair of hands.]
[Teacher in front, is there really no one you care about on the internet anymore?]
[I don’t care anymore, I’m handing the pen to the teacher!]
When Wen Ran saw that particular comment, his face flushed red instantly. He feigned calmness and minimized the window.
“I’m going to start playing now.”
Wen Ran opened the game and logged into his account, first showing everyone his Peak Tournament score, which had already reached 1900.
Then, he started a random match.
He was determined to help clear Wind’s name tonight, so he chose the hero ‘Ruiying’ first.
Wen Ran had reached rank one on the National Server in Peak Tournament, but that was back when he was in the youth training camp. Later, for the sake of making a living, he stopped focusing on his own account, spending most of his time boosting accounts or participating in wild tournaments held by internet cafes.
He naturally knew Wind’s signature move, the “Shadow Spin,” better than anyone. To prove his point, Wen Ran used the Shadow Spin four times in this single game, leaving the audience in the livestream room dumbfounded.
[Damn, I just remembered now, when he started the stream he said it was for a clarification.]
[He wanted to prove that the person fountain-camping was him.]
[Damn, he clearly could rely on his face, but he insists on relying on skill?]
The clip of Wen Ran’s speech at the beginning of the stream had already been screen-recorded and reposted. Since it involved Wind, which happened to be the hottest topic on the platform right now, a large number of people flooded into the livestream room by the time he finished the first game.
Song Zixuan was astonished. He had never seen so many people in his stream before; the bullet comments were scrolling by densely.
Wen Ran focused only on playing the game, occasionally looking up at the comments to pick out and explain a few things related to the controversy.
As more and more people joined, quite a few of Wind’s fans found their way there:
[This Ruiying really has the demeanor of my Hubby!]
[Wuwuwu, we’re both fans, so why is my Ruiying the type that dies instantly?]
Wen Ran felt very happy hearing that he had Wind’s demeanor. He smiled faintly at the camera. “Thank you.”
[But Wind has never shown his face. Who knows if this guy is just trying to use the past momentum to become a top streamer in one go?]
[Heh, isn’t this a proof stream? Just using Ruiying… why not play Fox?]
[Wasn’t he pretty arrogant when abusing Yi Jian Shuang a couple of days ago?]
[Damn, person in front, have you ever played the game? Using Fox in a 1945 score bracket? Isn’t that just throwing points?]
[Yi Jian Shuang used Fox to reach 1800. Since he wants to prove it, he has to prove it completely, right?]
With a few comments stirring up the rhythm, the livestream room was soon filled with these demands. Wen Ran used another Shadow Spin to kill the enemy Top Laner who was on low health. The moment the enemy Crystal was destroyed, he released the mouse and stood up.
After adjusting the camera, he called Song Zixuan over. Once the two stood side by side, Wen Ran spoke: “According to official data, Wind is 185cm tall. My friend is 178cm. I am 17… 172.5cm. The contrast should be obvious. If you still think I am Wind, I suggest you go to the hospital and register for the ophthalmology department.”
Song Zixuan clearly heard how much Wen Ran gritted his teeth when saying “172.”
He even clenched his fists.
A person who cared so much about his height was willing to expose himself in front of hundreds of thousands of people for Wind’s sake.
Song Zixuan mentally gave Wen Ran a thumbs up. He originally thought Wen Ran just liked Wind a lot, but he never expected it to reach this extent.
“It’s not that I won’t use Fox. I plan to use it when I reach 2000 points.”
As he spoke, Wen Ran sat back down. He was now at 1987 points. He started the match and selected ‘Ninja Spirit’ (Renling).
[Using Fox at 2000 points? Laughing to death. I’ll stay here today to see what kind of result you can produce.]
[Can someone who plays Fox play Ninja Spirit?]
[Talk after you actually reach 2000 points.]
Soon, these people were rendered speechless. Wen Ran’s Ninja Spirit was simply playing like he had hacks on—flashing to cut the Carry, chasing kills over a thousand miles; it was practically a common occurrence. The game lasted ten minutes, and Ninja Spirit was essentially the highlight reel the entire time. The post-game rating was a perfect score, a crush of absolute strength.
The bigger face-slap came later. After reaching 2000 points with an exceptionally outstanding Ninja Spirit game, Wen Ran chose Fox. Relying on superb game sense, he actually secured the MVP as well.
Wen Ran rested his hands on the keyboard. “Any more questions?”
[Holy sht, holy sht, what kind of power fantasy plot is this!]
[Thank you, I’ve died of satisfaction.]
[Ahhhh Little Brother, how are you so strong! See that? This is the quality of us Wind fans!]
[Tch, saying so much, isn’t it still for publicity? Chenguang TV really put in the effort to prop this person up, even dragging Wind out.]
[???]
[Are you okay in the head?]
[Heh, such a big spectacle. If he doesn’t sign a contract to be a streamer, I’ll eat my keyboard.]
“I’ve done and said everything I needed to,” Wen Ran looked at the camera. Even though there were more people now than before, he wasn’t as nervous as he was at the start. “My skills are far from Wind’s. I don’t know where your speculations came from, but Wind shouldn’t have been dragged into this from start to finish. If possible, I hope you can apologize to him.”
“And to the friend with the ID ‘Invincible Little Black’,” Wen Ran said, “I did indeed receive a contract from Chenguang TV, but I don’t plan to sign it.”
“Are you going to livestream yourself eating the keyboard now, or upload a video later?”
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