Chapter 17: Get Rich System
Chu Yang: [Why would Pei Xilin tip me? Shouldn’t he be quite miserable right now?]
[Or is this the “Get Rich” reward you mentioned? Are you taking money from Pei Xilin’s account and giving it to me?]
It had to be said that his thoughts were quite jumpy sometimes.
The system even lagged for a second: [It really isn’t.]
However, it did think of a way to give Chu Yang his reward because of this.
Chu Yang: [I can’t think of a reason why heâd throw money away. I already accepted the medical fees.]
System: [Uh, maybe true love is invincible.]
Chu Yang: […Think about it properly. Iâll discuss it with you later.]
He focused back on the livestream and finished the last game with Number 66.
Many people had come specifically to gawk at the new appearance and the banner, but they didn’t just drift in and out. Seeing Chu Yangâs face made them freeze for a momentâhe truly had the capital to be a heartthrob. Many others began to tease him.
[The streamer hasn’t even been live for an hour, right? His hourly rate must be 100k.]
[Adding bricks and tiles to that 100k hourly rate!]
[xxx sent Rose x1!]
[xxx sent Candy x2!]
[Dammit, shouldn’t you all be green with envy??]
[No, no, no. I feel like I’m participating in a 100k project~]
[Then Iâll tip a candy too, just to participate.]
[Tip, tip! I don’t believe anyone can enter Xiao Yangâs livestream without tipping.]
[Exactly! Supporting Xiao Yang with one-yuan candyâyou won’t lose out and you won’t be fooled. Plus, everyone on the leaderboard has a chance to be picked by our Xiao Yang to play games together. No matter how you look at it, it’s a win!]
[Yeah, yeah! As for those at the top of the leaderboard who tipped our Xiao Yang so much, who knows what you’re up to! I suspect you’re secretly compensating him because you felt guilty after “pleasuring yourselves” to my wifey’s face! Don’t think I don’t know!]
[Wifey, you’ve endured too much!]
There were also those waiting for the top tipper to make a request. Would it be the much-anticipated “keeping” arrangement? Or a request for private contact? But there was nothing. At the very least, Chu Yang was still playing games, and it seemed the money only affected him for a brief moment.
After the cut, there was still 70,000! How could he be so calm?
Chu Yang was calm because he knew who had made the tip, and since he was in the dorm right now, he didn’t want to chat about other matters.
But he hadn’t expected that just as his game ended, another visitor account, [091091091], tipped him a “Small Car”!
The price of a Small Car was 10,000. While not as expensive as a Villa, it wasn’t something just anyone could tip on a whim.
Looking at this ID, Chu Yang wasn’t very happy. Others thought it was just another new account with a random name, but he knew for a fact this was the system.
[Crap, he really is hitting 100k an hour. I’m already fantasizing about how to spend that much money!!!]
[What the heck?? Why does Xiao Yang look like he’s not particularly happy?]
[Is someone trying to mess with wifey, deliberately tipping so much money to make people jealous…]
[No one sees wifey without getting jealous, and no one sees wifey without wanting to mess with him.]
[Floor above, I’m done with you. Get out! We’re talking about something serious!]
[Could it be a prank by wifey’s friend… I feel like wifey might know who it is…]
[Which friend would be that mean? They aren’t going to tip the gift and then ask Xiao Yang to return it to them, are they? The livestream room already took such a big cut…]
[I’m leaning toward a conspiracy theory as well…]
[I only have eyes for wifey’s face. Wifey’s cold face is actually a bit scary, but I want to see it. I even kind of want him to be mean to me (not an M).]
[Wifey, just glare at me with that cold face, and I’ll “arrive” immediately…]
[Family! The “Pants-Off Competition,” start!]
Chu Yangâs expression was indeed somewhat cold. His gaze was heavy, and it didn’t soften for a long while. He pressed his brow, his hand covering his eyes as he spoke to the system in his head: [What is this now? Is this the reward you mentioned last time?]
The system was called the [Get Rich System], but Chu Yang had only been excited about that name on the first day. After that, his mind had been scrambled by the news that “Chu Yuanzhou might meet with an accident.”
Furthermore, it had been so long since the first task with no further developments that he had long since stopped taking the reward seriously.
A small reward wasn’t particularly important; what mattered was whether Chu Yuanzhou could remain safe.
The system quickly said: [No, the reward is still on the way.]
This was its private stash!
Chu Yangâs voice was cold: [Is that 091 ID not you?]
System: [/Surrender.jpg I did it voluntarily.]
Chu Yang truly didn’t know what to say to the emoji waving a white flag. It seemed the system had been surfing the web a lot in this world. However, the system should know very well that he wasn’t short on money. Whatever, heâd be a fool to reject money.
He explained briefly to the chat, then played two more games before going offline.
Many people were watching his stream, all drawn in by the top recommendation on the front page. As if performing a task, they tipped gifts one by one, clearly intending to see him break the 100k mark.
Chu Yang stood up and grabbed his clothes, preparing to take a shower. He looked somewhat unhappy. Xie An asked, “What’s wrong? Did someone make you unhappy?”
When Chu Yang was in the dorm, they generally didn’t open his livestream. Since the person was right there, they would naturally look at him, so they didn’t know what had happened on the stream.
“It’s nothing,” Chu Yang sighed and walked into the bathroom.
As soon as he entered, the other three immediately pulled out their phones and opened the livestream app. Xie An wasn’t as wealthy as Si Yao or Lin Zhiheng, so he didn’t realize there was a problem immediately.
Unlike Si Yao, Lin Zhiheng was a “whale” for this app. Both he and Si Yao were the top two on Chu Yangâs leaderboard, and having been pushed down, they immediately received a notification:
[Dear VIP, your ranking on [Yang]’s leaderboard has changed… Please click for details…]
Lin Zhiheng & Si Yao: ???
Since Chu Yang had already closed the stream, they couldn’t see what was happening in the room. They could only click directly into the gift leaderboard on Chu Yangâs profile. Upon seeing it, they were both stunned. A sense of crisis emergedâthis was definitely a formidable opponent!
Both were determined to push their rankings back up immediately, but Chu Yangâs gift settings only allowed tips while he was live.
A miscalculation…
Xie An didn’t receive a notification. He went directly to watch the fan-made summaries and edits. Seeing someone spend a fortune made him instantly tense up as well, but he was the first to recover.
He had known for a long time that someone like Chu Yang required not only a lot of money to nurture but also a lot of love.
Xie An had known this since primary school. He had been Chu Yangâs deskmate for a while, though Chu Yang had likely forgotten.
But Xie An could never forget it as long as he lived. At that time, his family was poor, and he had to split one breakfast into two meals.
Chu Yangâs family had also met with a sudden misfortune back then, yet his clothes were always neat and clean, and he never lacked breakfast or lunch.
However, Chu Yuanzhou had overestimated Chu Yangâs appetite. Whenever Chu Yang didn’t finish his food, his brother would think Chu Yang was trying to save money for him, getting so anxious that he scolded Chu Yang several times.
Xie An didn’t know when Chu Yang had noticed his distress; he only knew that starting from a certain day, Chu Yang began to share his lunch with him.
Chu Yuanzhouâs cooking wasn’t great at first, but the ingredients he used were very nutritious.
At that young age, Xie An was terrified of winter. Being hungry in the winter was much harder to endure than in the summer.
But Chu Yang would proactively share his breakfast and lunch with him. When he felt cold, he would tell him to come over and “warm up the lesson-nest.”
The young Chu Yang wanted to protect his dignity. He would be dressed like a round ball and want the other to lean against him for warmth, but the words that came out were a stiff “warm up the lesson-nest.”
Chu Yang was prideful and cute; he was beautiful even when he was pouting.
But Xie An still didn’t dare get close to him, worried he would get Chu Yangâs new down jacket dirty.
Later, just like Chu Yang, he made sure to keep himself clean, regardless of whether he had money or not.
Now, when Xie An looked back on that time, he could only think of Chu Yangâof the lunches and the two of them leaning their heads together to share.
The painful memories faded; Chu Yang was the sugar in his life, the torch that warmed the winter.
He also knew he wasn’t good enough for Chu Yang and didn’t want Chu Yang to remember him from that time, which was why he had never brought it up.
However, at this moment, he really wanted to warm Chu Yangâs bed blankets.
Chu Yang came out of the shower and didn’t intend to continue gaming. Having nothing to do, he planned to finish his homework early.
As soon as he opened his laptop, Xie An tilted his head and asked him, “Are you doing the homework yourself?”
“Yeah. You don’t need to keep doing it for me.”
Chu Yang was the type who liked to write and submit homework at the last second. Xie An was different; he liked to complete it immediately.
No matter how many days in advance Chu Yang tried to write, Xie An would always say heâd finished his own and had prepared an extra thesis topic or something similar. Chu Yang couldn’t possibly do it immediately after it was assigned every single time.
Chu Yuanzhou also knew about this. The solution he offered was: “Give him money.”
Chu Yang found that a bit arrogant, so he once quietly asked Xie An if he was taking private jobs for homework…
(Truly biological brothers.)
Xie An: “Iâll write with you. There are a few issues that need to be discussed; we can interview each other.”
“Okay.” Chu Yang pulled the curtain aside, signaling for Xie An to come over.
Si Yao and Lin Zhiheng watched with their own eyes as the two heads leaned together to discuss. That green tea dog!
As soon as Xie An leaned over, he caught the scent. Chu Yang had just showered, and his natural scent was mixed with the smell of soap. Yet, Xie An could easily capture the scent that belonged solely to Chu Yang. The curve of his lips rose slightly.
Si Yao put down his phone, stood up, and walked over. “What are you discussing? I haven’t done my homework either. I want to listen too.”
Lin Zhihengâs movements paused, and he also walked over. The three of them surrounded Chu Yang just like that…
Chu Yangâs hand, which was twirling a pen, stopped. “…The professor didn’t assign group work, did he?”
Lin Zhiheng: “No, but I want to hear your insights.”
This was a blatant lie. It would be normal if Si Yao said it, but the other three were always the top three in the class.
Yet, Si Yao rarely agreed with Lin Zhiheng. He rested his muscular arm on Chu Yangâs chair. “Whatâs wrong with listening? You two are always whispering; are you planning to isolate me?”
“….” Chu Yang glanced at his arm, thinking, With your physique, who could isolate you?
Lin Zhiheng saw what he was thinking and curved his lips. “Are you planning to isolate me then?”
Chu Yang glared at him. “…If someone in the dorm really wanted to isolate others, youâre the only one I can think of.”
Lin Zhiheng didn’t think so and asked in surprise, “How could it be me? I never ignore you.”
Chu Yang remained silent, but his expression clearly said: Think about it yourself.
His dark, bright eyes gave a sidelong glance and then stopped looking at him, making Lin Zhihengâs hands itch with the desire to pinch him.
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