Notting Academy Rooftop: Grandmaster Flashes the Whole School a Victory Sign!

[The Fanfiction Livestream has officially descended upon Douluo Continent!]

[This livestream has one function and one function only: to mortify everyone.]

[Every fanfiction performance will be performed by its subject and broadcast across all of Douluo Continent!]

[No rewards, no punishments, but everyone gets a chance to become famous throughout the land!]

[Setting up the livestream...]

[This livestream will be divided into the Elite Livestream Room and the Ordinary Livestream Room.]

A voice rang out without warning, as though a great maw had torn open the ceiling.

High above, an ink-wash scroll slowly unfurled across the clear sky, then descended to cover the entire land. In the blink of an eye, an ink-wash scroll appeared before everyone on Douluo Continent.

[A fanfiction livestream?]

[What is this thing?]

[Could this be the power of a god?]

Countless questions hung over the heads of people across Douluo Continent.

[Elite Livestream Room]

[Xiao Wu: So this is the Elite Livestream Room? Wow, does that make me one of the elites of all Douluo Continent?]

[Tang San: Xiao Wu, you're here too?]

[Gu Xingzhou: I'm here too~]

[Xiao Wu: Wow, there are three of us from Dorm Seven?!]

[Yu Xiaogang: This livestream is astonishing. Could it truly be divine power?]

[Bibi Dong: Xiaogang?]

[Liu Erlong: Xiaogang?]

[Flender: Xiaogang?]

[Yu Xiaogang: ...Ahem. You're all here? Does that mean this livestream connects the entire Douluo Continent in real time?]

[Ning Rongrong: What an amazing livestream!]

[Ma Hongjun: What does "mortify everyone" mean? I don't get it, but it sounds exciting. Are we in for some kind of spicy show?]

[Oscar: Can't wait!]

[Dai Mubai: +1.]

[To help our viewers understand, we will now "randomly select" one lucky person to present the first show!]

[Random selection in progress...]

Meanwhile.

In an office at Notting Academy.

Yu Xiaogang stared eagerly at a line on the ink-wash scroll before him: [No rewards, no punishments, but everyone gets a chance to become famous throughout the land!]

"If only I could be chosen."

"Then I'd have a chance to present my theories to all of Douluo Continent."

The thought made Yu Xiaogang more eager than ever.

Soon, the ink-wash scroll updated again.

[Selection complete!]

[This performance: Yu Xiaogang]

[Randomly selecting a fanfiction program... Selection complete!]

[Selected program: Strike a "victory" pose for all of Notting Academy!]

"I was chosen?!"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes lit up with excitement in the office!

But confusion followed close behind.

"What's a victory pose?"

"Am I supposed to give a speech on my insights into Martial Soul Theory, then strike a pose that says I have everything under control?"

"That's a tall order..."

Yu Xiaogang had no experience with anything like this. Reserved by nature, he grew nervous instead, running through one idea after another.

He hurried to the mirror to rehearse.

Meanwhile.

Dorm Seven in the Notting Academy dormitory building.

It was late at night. The lights were out, and the students were already in bed.

Tang San lay alone in one bed. On the two beds pushed together beside his slept the dorm's boss, Xiao Wu, and their roommate Gu Xingzhou.

Tang San's first impression of Gu Xingzhou had been that he was handsome—handsome enough to make Tang San feel a little inferior. That was precisely why, the moment Xiao Wu became Dorm Seven's boss, she had used her authority without a second thought to push her bed together with Gu Xingzhou's and share a quilt with him.

His first impression of Xiao Wu had been good too. She was a cute, lively little girl.

Though he hated to admit it, Tang San did feel a little uncomfortable now. It wasn't that he was jealous of Gu Xingzhou. It just felt as though something that should have been his had been taken away. He showed none of it, burying the feeling in the deepest corner of his heart.

Neither Gu Xingzhou nor Xiao Wu was asleep. From their bed, they were discussing the Fanfiction Livestream with him.

"Come to think of it, Tang San, didn't you just become Grandmaster's student today?"

"I envy you. Your teacher's about to become famous throughout the land."

Gu Xingzhou sighed.

"Yeah, exactly,"

Xiao Wu chimed in.

"Teacher's already famous throughout the land, though not for anything good. Maybe this livestream will give him a chance to prove himself."

That was what Tang San said aloud, but secretly, he was rather pleased.

After all, Yu Xiaogang was the teacher who had seen through his Twin Martial Souls and recognized his potential.

As his sole personal disciple, Tang San naturally shared in that honor.

The Elite Livestream Room was buzzing with discussion too.

[Flender: I didn't expect Xiaogang to be chosen. Looks like you'll be the center of attention this time.]

[Ma Hongjun: Too bad it's not a beauty. I thought we'd get to watch some pretty girl perform.]

[Flender: Fatty, watch what you say. This is the Grandmaster I'm always telling you about.]

[Ma Hongjun: Got it, Teacher...]

[Dai Mubai: So we finally get to see him in person.]

[Oscar: +1.]

[Zhao Wuji: Haha! Grandmaster really is going to be famous across the whole continent now! Flender, your old friend's about to be a star!]

[Ning Rongrong: The Fanfiction Livestream says each performance will be performed by its subject. Does that mean they get to improvise?]

[Ning Rongrong: And if they don't want to perform, can they just refuse?]

[Yu Xiaogang: No... I can't seem to control my body!]

[Yu Xiaogang: Is this the livestream's power?]

[Bibi Dong: ???]

[Liu Erlong: So it's compulsory?]

[Dai Mubai: Could it depend on cultivation level? But if it can reach all of Douluo Continent, I doubt anyone can resist it.]

[Xiao Wu: Look! Grandmaster's appeared in the scroll!]

[Gu Xingzhou: Looks like the performance is starting.]

On everyone's scroll, Yu Xiaogang stood before the mirror in his office, hands clasped behind his back, wearing an air of inscrutable wisdom.

Anyone could tell he knew he was about to appear on-screen and had just been tidying his clothes in the mirror. Once the broadcast began, though, he pushed open the door and left his office.

Then he climbed the stairs toward the roof.

By now, not a single teacher or student at Notting Academy could sleep. Quite a few had rushed outside to watch the show in person.

Before long, Yu Xiaogang reached the roof.

He could not control his body, but being the focus of the entire world felt wonderful. He was already looking forward to seeing how he would steal the show.

Below, the teachers and students of Notting Academy gazed up at him, just as eager.

At last, before countless watching eyes, Yu Xiaogang moved.

His knees bent and spread outward as he squatted. His hands rose of their own accord to either side of his head, each forming a V-sign.

Then he stared straight ahead and stuck out his tongue.

"???"