Are You Really a Streaming Newbie?

Comeback Points: 369.

That wasn't a very good number, because Jiang Yang was worried he'd pull some tricks and then bail.

It wasn't much, but these daily missions could add up over time.

He couldn't help glancing at the panting Ma Xixi beside him and teased, "Cousin, you're seriously way too weak!"

Ma Xixi rolled his eyes. He was too exhausted to even bother responding to Jiang Yang.

If the system's daily exercise mission had been assigned to 30-year-old Jiang Yang, he probably would have been just like Ma Xixi right now—completely unable to handle it.

They had taken nearly an hour to finish the five-kilometer run.

But 16-year-old Jiang Yang's physical fitness was terrifyingly good!

To him, five kilometers was just a normal workout.

The system had clearly never expected that his early arrival would turn Jiang Yang into a bug-level existence for these missions.

There was no difficulty at all!

Jiang Yang was just short of putting his hands on his hips and bragging for a while.

Including the 369 Comeback Points he had just earned, he now had 570 Comeback Points.

He had already bought everything he needed today, but what if the store refreshed with something good tomorrow?

Five kilometers wasn't difficult for him anyway.

After treating his classmates to a simple meal, Jiang Yang and Ma Xixi returned home.

After taking a shower, Ma Xixi already felt like passing out.

And since there weren't any major tournaments lately, he genuinely wanted to slack off.

"How about you stream for a while tonight?" Ma Xixi said seriously. "I really don't have any energy left right now. Even if you put me in front of the computer, I probably wouldn't be able to squeeze out more than a few words."

He felt like a caster working the final game of a late-night BO5, utterly unable to focus.

Jiang Yang understood too. Ma Xixi's schedule was terrible.

Because of his streaming job, he had spent years staying up late to commentate matches.

And since he barely exercised normally, his physical condition was atrocious.

A sudden workout like this was naturally too much for him. Jiang Yang could even guess that Ma Xixi's thighs would be painfully sore tomorrow.

Getting back into exercise was always like this at the start.

Once the body adapted, it would gradually get better.

"Can't Captain MO come instead?" Jiang Yang didn't really want to stream. "I don't think I can handle it on my own."

The main issue was that Ma Xixi had such a huge audience. Jiang Yang was afraid he would mess things up for Ma Xixi if he faced the camera alone.

"MO is still on the train. There's something going on at his place these past couple of days." Ma Xixi reassured Jiang Yang. "I'll be right next to you. Give streaming a try. You've got some talent for it."

Unlike MO, that humanoid robot he partnered with, Jiang Yang was genuinely talented at streaming.

The few times he had appeared on stream, he had always caught the jokes well. Since he wasn't afraid of Ma Xixi either, he had even created some pretty entertaining moments.

After showing his face today, the Helmets in the stream had accepted him quite well.

So Ma Xixi was considering whether he should let Jiang Yang actively pursue streaming.

If he could gain some fame online and had some tricks up his sleeve as a streamer, then he wouldn't have to worry about work after graduation.

He had liked Jiang Yang ever since he was little.

There were some things he could leave alone, but if he could help his own cousin, he would do his best.

His cousin insisted that he give it a try, and Jiang Yang couldn't refuse, so he could only give it a shot.

After all, Ma Xixi being half-dead like this was the result of Jiang Yang's own spur-of-the-moment idea.

After opening the CSBOY stream, Ma Xixi directly explained things to the viewers. "This kid worked me into the ground today. I'll be resting beside him tonight, and my cousin will be filling in for me."

He had expected the viewers to start complaining, and he had even prepared an explanation. To his surprise, the chat was unusually unanimous.

[Hell yeah! Niu Dongdong is taking the stage!]

[He really is Number One Palace. He's only been here for two days, and he's already replacing the streamer.]

[Cousin is too powerful. No further explanation needed!]

[Finally, we don't have to watch Ma Xixi's brain-dead plays anymore. So happy.]

[Someone tell MO to run! The CSBOY Crown Prince has appeared!]

[Cousin, can you turn on the camera?]

To be honest, in the CSBOY stream—

when there weren't any matches, the streams could be somewhat entertaining, but the content was fairly repetitive.

When Ma Xixi streamed Premier League matches, his perspective was hilariously bad.

He would often get tilted by acquaintances on the opposing side, which the viewers naturally loved to see.

But when the same routine got repeated too many times, it stopped being interesting.

Jiang Yang had only recently entered the viewers' sights, so the novelty was at its peak.

On top of that, the entertaining moments he had created during his appearances were genuinely good and had made plenty of people laugh.

The perfect C+ game Jiang Yang had played yesterday while Ma Xixi was taking a dump had been clipped, and some of the interesting moments were uploaded to Bilibili.

Quite a few viewers had learned of Jiang Yang's existence from there.

When they heard Jiang Yang would be streaming in Ma Xixi's place, they were all incredibly excited.

"Turn on the camera? Sure." Jiang Yang had Ma Xixi help him set it up, then turned on the stream camera.

Ma Xixi's greasy face and Jiang Yang's breathtakingly handsome one appeared on camera again.

Jiang Yang casually adjusted the camera angle, but the viewers simply couldn't find a single word related to "ugly" to describe that youthful face.

After letting the viewers admire his looks for a while, Jiang Yang livened up the atmosphere. "Alright, you've seen enough. Brothers, it's time to pay the looks tax. Can I get some free Tiger Rations to spoil your streamer a little?"

Ma Xixi stared in disbelief from beside him, then watched as gifts flooded the screen.

That wasn't right!

Because it wasn't just Tiger Rations flooding the chat. Quite a few rich viewers were sending expensive gifts too.

Were you really a streaming newbie?

"Alright, brothers. There's a saying: people come for the looks, but stay for the talent."

"Now that you've finished looking at my face, it's time to show you some skills!"

"I don't have any other talents, so I can only show you the strength of Demon King C+!"

"Oh, wait!!" Jiang Yang suddenly seemed to remember something and wailed on stream, "My rank changed today. I'm no longer the strongest Demon King C+!!"

Seeing Jiang Yang's performance, the viewers thought he had dropped out of C+, and they all found it hilarious.

Then they saw Jiang Yang open his match history panel.

"How did I win so many games this afternoon and climb into B rank?" Jiang Yang sighed mournfully.

But the grin stretched high across his face on camera made the viewers lose it.

[This kid is killing me.]

[Oscar-level performance.]

[This kid has more content than MO.]

[Ma Xixi can't sit still beside him anymore. He's really about to get usurped.]

[A 1.29 rating? Cousin is this strong?]

Jiang Yang looked at the scrolling chat with a pained expression. "I didn't want to win. I just want to go back to my rightful Demon King C+!!"

Even as he said it, Jiang Yang couldn't hold it together himself. At that moment, the corners of his mouth were harder to suppress than AK.

The viewers found it even harder not to laugh. How could someone break character and start laughing in the middle of their own act?

It took Jiang Yang a while to calm down. For some reason, when it came to streaming, the talent seemed to come to him effortlessly.

His personality made it easy for him to make the viewers laugh and give the Helmets in the stream emotional fulfillment.

Perhaps that was why 30-year-old Jiang Yang had been able to win over gaming fans everywhere.

For Jiang Yang, this was purely an innate talent.

Many people in chat were laughing themselves silly because of Jiang Yang, while plenty of others said, "A B-rank player is really making such a fuss."

Naturally, Jiang Yang didn't care.

He said, "Just playing normal B-rank ranked matches is boring. Can I start a prediction?"

Ma Xixi asked, "What are you planning?"

They often used stream predictions to improve the entertainment value.

For example, predictions on whether they would win or lose a ranked match, or whether a player in a tournament would get more than a certain number of kills.

Ma Xixi thought that with Jiang Yang being this confident, he would probably have them predict whether he would win.

Then he heard Jiang Yang declare with fighting spirit, "Let's predict whether I can get ten kills as a special agent in the next game!"

Ma Xixi: ?

I had something to do during the day, so this came a little late. Sorry, sorry.

Also, I'd like to recommend a newcomer's new book—the one called Chen Dong's Ye Wujiang QAQ~