You’re Beautiful When You Smile

Chapter 20 (1)

Lu Sicheng: Youre live streaming, be more civilized. A kid shouldnt use profanity.

Tong Yao: ......Little Fatty uses it every day.

Lu Sicheng: Hes beyond help.

Little Fatty: Hey!

Tong Yao: Then dont read the bullet comments. Itll distract me.

Lu Sicheng: No way.

While Lu Sicheng was amused by the situation, Tong Yao wanted to die.

-- --Just imagine, when you were focused on playing the game and someone was nagging right next to you. He wasnt just nagging by himself, he was reading comments word for word written by thousands of other people

[Little sisters champion pool is so deep, she can use anyone well.]-- --Thats because you havent seen her using Yasuo.

[Smiling, you look so cute, why do you play so fiercely?]-- --Havent you heard In me the tiger sniffs the rose.?[1]

[I heard you guys skirmishes with YQCB today? What was the result>]-- --The VPN went down, saving them from humiliation.

[Ahhhhhhh, Smiling, ahhhhhhh. You really are good looking, so cute!-- --Too many ahs, do you need to go to the bathroom to cool down?

[Smiling, switch to another chair. You look so short in this chair.]-- --Shes even shorter when she stands up.

[Whos reading the bullet comments?]-- --Me.

[Cheng Ge, you have the time to read bullet comments, you wont die if you stream yourself.]-- --Im busy. Cant you see how many bullet comments there are? You want me to stream two days in a row? Ill die.

Tong Yao: ......

Lu Sicheng turned his head to look at Tong Yaos black and white screen (*After a champion died in LoL, the screen will turn monochrome.) and said with a poker face, Our team didnt buy you a color monitor?

Tong Yao, facing the monochrome image of her champions corpse lying on the ground, had the urge to stand and swing the keyboard into that handsome face-- --

At this point, Tong Yao had already dropped some 200 points down to Master. She felt like she had been cursed; ever since she came to ZGDX, her points were dropping like an anvil for various strange reasons

Whats so fun conversing with the bullet comments?

Its fun.

When do you plan to stop?

When Im tired.

......

Thus, two hours later, Lu Sicheng was far from being tired of it, but Tong Yao was already tired-- --if being fed up with it all counted as being tired.

She wiped her face to look at her nexus which had been mercilessly battered and her pitiful stats. While the man next to her read out in an emotionless voice, What a pity, youre losing the whole night, Tong Yao quit the game. She looked at the time, it was 10:30pm. The viewer count had exceeded 1,500,000, which included her fans, Lu Sichengs fans, and many spectators

There were still a lot of bullet comments.

Aside from discussions about the game she just played, most of the comments were about the relationship between her and Lu Sicheng. One of the viewers who had quite the imagination even lashed out at her being a spoiled girl who would let Lu Sicheng read the bullet comments to her while she was playing the game. What a big favor-- --

...What a big favor.

If it wasnt for the fact that the man next to her wouldnt let her curse, she really wanted to say something to this viewer.

Did I ask him to read the bullet comments? If anyone who can buy him a mute pill, Ill donate one dollar. Havent you seen the result of games?  Its all in the red! Thats the result of having someone reading the bullet comments Tong Yao used some more civil language to rebuke the comment. Then she waved to the camera, Thats it for today. Im going to sleep-- --

[1]:  The line is from the poem In Me, Past , Present, Future Meet, by English poet Siegfried Sassoon.

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