The Baffling Streamer

Chen Zhao entered the livestream room to chat with his audience, taking the opportunity to drink some water and rest for a moment.

Many viewers were somewhat dissatisfied, feeling that Chen Zhao's act of self-grenading was too shocking. In esports, there are no genders, and on the battlegrounds, there is no mercy; how could he just hand over a chicken dinner that was already in his grasp?

Of course, some viewers supported Chen Zhao's decision, feeling that letting a cute girl get the win was only right and proper. If a cute girl has cooperated with you the whole way, blocking shots and bullets for you, shouldn't you gift her the win at the end?

After finishing his water and bantering with the audience for a bit, Chen Zhao was just about to start the next match when a friend request notification suddenly popped up.

Little Bamboo Shoot requested to add you as a friend.

In an instant, the fans in the livestream room were in an uproar!

Oreo and Lao Gan Ma: "No wonder the streamer self-grenaded! So that was the reason!"

Gan Gouyu: "Good heavens! I've learned something today!"

Coffin Carrying Expert: "Tsk tsk tsk, it's all a setup!"

Little Bamboo Shoot's Friend: "It's over, it's over, Little Bamboo Shoot has taken the bait!"

All the fans felt that Chen Zhao had self-grenaded to win the favor of Little Bamboo Shoot. Now that she had taken the initiative to request a friend add, Chen Zhao should have accepted without hesitation and with great excitement.

However, to everyone's surprise, Chen Zhao backhanded a rejection!

"Friends or whatever aren't really useful. Her skills are too trashy, and she can't carry me in rank. Not adding, not adding!" Chen Zhao explained to his fans with a cold tone.

The fans were stunned when they heard this!

Is he really that dedicated to the spirit of esports? Is his mind only filled with ranking up?

A beauty this big wants to add you, and you don't want it?

If you don't like beauties, why did you self-grenade just now!

This is simply inexplicable!

Chen Zhao's thoughts were actually very simple: add useful friends, don't add useless ones.

He felt that Little Bamboo Shoot's skills were embarrassingly bad; if he teamed up with her in the future, she would purely be a burden and of no use to him. Although she was a female streamer, he guessed she probably wasn't that pretty. That loli voice made him think of Certain Biluo, and thinking of Certain Biluo made Chen Zhao feel creeped out. Real beauty streamers are all in the dance and singing sections, right? Game streamers have irregular schedules, staying up late every day staring at computer screens—it would be a miracle if they were pretty. Considering how bad Little Bamboo Shoot's skills were and how cowardly she was, he guessed she didn't have many fans either.

Therefore, there was absolutely no need to add her as a friend.

Chen Zhao suddenly felt the urge to pee, so he turned on his mic and dropped a line to his fans, "I'm going to the bathroom, be right back," then stood up and left.

In the livestream room:

Oreo and Lao Gan Ma: "It's not the same time!"

Desert Lone Eagle: "But it's still the same bathroom!"

I Am So Handsome: "Chen Zhao, I'll perform eating poop for everyone!"

Yali Shanda: "Aoligei, let's do it! Brothers!"

Muzi Li: "Ugh--"

Chen Zhao didn't know that the fans were roasting him in the livestream. He entered the bathroom to take a dump, sat on the toilet, and let it all out, habitually pulling out his phone to play.

Suddenly, Chen Zhao remembered the Little Bamboo Shoot from earlier. Could he search for her online? He was actually a bit curious about what she looked like and how many fans she had. If she had a few thousand fans, adding her as a friend might not be bad.

So, he opened his browser and typed "Dou Panda Live Little Bamboo Shoot" into the search bar.

Search.

The next second, looking at the results displayed on his phone screen, Chen Zhao was shocked, even stopping his half-finished pee mid-stream!

Little Bamboo Shoot has... eight million fans!

Not eight hundred, but eight million! With skills this trashy, this Little Bamboo Shoot actually had eight million fans—what on earth was going on!

Chen Zhao scrolled down and found a photo of Little Bamboo Shoot.

At one glance at the photo, Chen Zhao immediately understood why she had eight million fans.

The photo seemed to be a screenshot from one of her livestreams. She was wearing a simple short-sleeved white T-shirt, wearing large white headphones, her skin as white as the belly of a shrimp, her large eyes lively, her red lips dripping with allure, and her hair permed into golden, large waves—many people would definitely believe it if you said she was a movie star! Moreover, Little Bamboo Shoot wasn't "little" at all; on the contrary, her chest was huge, simply the kind of girl from legends who could rest her chest on the table!

Chen Zhao looked at his phone screen, stunned. Little Bamboo Shoot was absolutely not the Certain Biluo he had imagined, but a true, top-tier beauty! A "child-face with a huge..."—the kind that could be both regal and cute!

This was a top-tier, incredibly popular streamer!

The kind that is red-hot!

The kind that is so popular it's almost dark!

The kind that is dark to the... alright, alright, no more joking.

Why did he reject her friend request just now!

At this moment, Chen Zhao really wanted to slap himself a few times to shake the water out of his brain. Such a peerless beauty, a popular streamer with eight million fans—other streamers would be begging to suck up to her, she took the initiative to request a friend add with him, and he actually rejected it?! If this isn't having water in your brain, what is?

He wasn't in the mood to pee anymore. Pulling up his pants, Chen Zhao sprinted back to his computer.

Just as he sat down, another friend request popped up—it was Little Bamboo Shoot's request. He guessed that since he rejected her once, she wasn't satisfied and had sent another invitation.

The viewers in the livestream saw the request notification and began to discuss:

"Our streamer isn't a mortal; he won't be moved by Little Bamboo Shoot."

"Chen Zhao is the new abbot of our temple, having been a monk for many years, he stays away from women. Please return, female benefactor!"

"She got rejected and sent it again? Little Bamboo Shoot has no face left!"

"The streamer is definitely going to reject her again. Why does Little Bamboo Shoot even bother?"

"Sigh, running into a streamer with such a strong gaming spirit, Little Bamboo Shoot really has it rough."

Chen Zhao clicked accept at lightning speed, as if he would miss a golden opportunity if he were a second late.

Live stream audience: ...

After a moment of silence, the viewers started roasting him again:

"What the hell? Didn't he just reject her? Why did he agree now?"

"The streamer is a lunatic!"

"This is just inexplicable!"

"What on earth is the streamer thinking?"

After adding each other as friends, Little Bamboo Shoot immediately sent a team-up request.

Chen Zhao accepted in a heartbeat.

Desert map, duo mode, matchmaking started.

"Big brother, thank you for the last round!" Little Bamboo Shoot said excitedly, "Can you carry me to a chicken dinner?"

"No problem, no problem!" Chen Zhao nodded frantically, "I'll guarantee you a chicken dinner, just follow me."

Little Bamboo Shoot froze for a second, feeling a bit dazed. Just a few minutes ago, Chen Zhao's attitude toward her had been cold and ruthless, forcing her to jump around in the final circle at gunpoint. How was he suddenly so straightforward, enthusiastic, and warm now?

"Okay, okay, thank you! I'm hugging a pro's leg!" Little Bamboo Shoot quickly recovered and responded joyfully. She had witnessed Chen Zhao's skills in the previous round; every shot was a headshot, possessing the flair of a professional player. With such a thick thigh to hug, she wouldn't have to worry about failing to reach the final circle.

Soon, the game interface appeared, showing the desert spawn island covered in yellow sand.

Chen Zhao felt he should chat with Little Bamboo Shoot to get more familiar with her. The other party had eight million followers; perhaps if he got close to her, he could attract some of her fans to follow him.

But he didn't know what to talk about, especially when he thought about how fiercely he had treated Little Bamboo Shoot earlier. A sense of guilt and awkwardness welled up in his heart, making him even more afraid to speak.

After much deliberation, Chen Zhao had no choice but to helplessly maintain his usual streaming style: aloof and reticent.

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