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"???"
Boom!
Yu Xiaogang felt as if lightning had struck him!
The bizarre pose left his mind completely blank!
The ink-wash scroll before him remained unfurled, its livestream still focused on him. He could see his own posture perfectly clearly!
He tried to break free and adjust his pose, but found he couldn't move at all!
His body was frozen solid!
"???"
"This is the pose of victory??!!"
At that moment, Yu Xiaogang's world came crashing down.
The thought that this scene would spread across all of Douluo Continent through the magical ink-wash scroll made his future look utterly bleak...
For an instant, he even considered ending it all by jumping from the rooftop.
There was no place left for him on Douluo Continent...
But now he couldn't even jump. All he could do was stand there like a work of art, on display for the teachers and students below—and everyone across Douluo Continent!!
[Elite Livestream Room] [Flender: ???] [Tang San: ???] [Xiao Wu: ???] [Bibi Dong: ???] [Bibi Dong: ...] [Ning Rongrong: Huh? So that's how he was going to become famous throughout the land?] [Liu Erlong: ...Pfft, ahem. Th-this is completely improper!] [Ma Hongjun: Hahaha, I'm dying—pfft! Sorry, teacher, I really couldn't hold it in!] [Gu Xingzhou: Do you think there's a chance Grandmaster wasn't acting?] [Zhao Wuji: Huh?] [Zhao Wuji: Grandmaster has that kind of kink??] [Dai Mubai: Th-that's a bit too perverted...] [Oscar: Even more perverted than my Martial Soul...] [Ning Rongrong: Eww! What's your Martial Soul?] [Yu Xiaogang: ???] [Yu Xiaogang: Impossible! How could it be? I was forced! I couldn't move my body at all!!] [Liu Erlong: ...I... I believe Xiaogang. He's always been steady and sensible. He'd never do something like that...] [Flender: Right, I believe Xiaogang too. Even if he really had some strange kink, he wouldn't strike that pose in front of everyone...] [Yu Xiaogang: What do you mean, "even if he really had some strange kink"? I don't have one at all!!!] [Tang San: I believe you too, teacher...] [Liu Erlong: I get it now. This so-called Fanfiction Livestream is just playing a prank!] [Ning Rongrong: +1!] [Ning Rongrong: And don't you think it's terrifying?] [Ning Rongrong: The livestream rules said it has one function and one function only: to make everyone die of cringe!] [Ning Rongrong: Doesn't that mean any one of us could be picked and made to suffer?!] [Bibi Dong: ???] [Liu Erlong: ???] [Xiao Wu: Huh???] [Bai Chenxiang: I'm going to cry...] [Bai Chenxiang: Please don't pick me...] [Gu Xingzhou: +1...] [Gu Xingzhou: And I have a bad feeling. What if this so-called Elite Livestream Room is the candidate list?] [Ning Rongrong: ???] [Ning Rongrong: Don't scare me!] [Ning Rongrong: o(╥﹏╥)o] [Xiao Wu: I... I could be made to suffer too? No! Just picturing it is terrifying!] [Bai Chenxiang: +1!!!]
Unlike those worrying in the Elite Livestream Room, the spectators in the Ordinary Livestream Room had no such concerns.
[Hahaha, Grandmaster really is a clown!] [Just like those theories of his!] [I'm dying laughing!] [He's always putting on that unfathomable air. I've disliked him for ages.] [Who knew I'd get a show like this after a day's work? Give us more!] [So that's what "fanfiction" means!] [This Fanfiction Livestream definitely won't show any beautiful women!] [Ha, are you placing an order over there?] [I think so too! It'd be such a waste not to show beautiful women on a program like this!] [If a beautiful woman struck that pose instead of Yu Xiaogang, now that would be incredible!] [Wouldn't that be a little too suggestive?] [What's suggestive about it?]
About three minutes passed before Yu Xiaogang finally regained control of his body. Standing on the rooftop, he looked at the spectators doubled over with laughter. His old face burned, and he wished the ground would swallow him whole!
Fortunately, awakening Luo Sanpao at a young age had given him a strong heart. Even so, this humiliation was almost more than he could bear!
Being looked down on and dying of embarrassment were two entirely different things!
As the saying went, Let my bones be crushed to dust; I fear it not, so long as my good name remains in this world!
But in the end, he didn't jump from the rooftop... He turned and left instead.
The scroll stopped broadcasting his every move, but the laughter from below rang painfully clear. Back in his room, he locked the door tight, hoping he would wake to find it had all been a nightmare.
[This Fanfiction Livestream has concluded successfully!] [Every viewer will receive one Popularity Vote!] [All viewers may vote on this performance!] [If Yu Xiaogang receives enough Popularity Votes, he will return for a future fanfiction livestream and bring everyone an even more spectacular show!]
"???"
"!!!"
"There's more?!"
Yu Xiaogang's heart leaped into his throat!
Fortunately, the announcement on the scroll kept updating.
[But there's no need to rush to vote.] [You can give your Popularity Votes to someone other than Yu Xiaogang.] [After each fanfiction livestream, this livestream room will randomly select three candidates.] [It will briefly introduce their identities.] [They will then join Yu Xiaogang in the vote.] [Popularity will determine who appears in the next livestream!] [Randomly selecting candidates for this round's Popularity Vote...]
[Elite Livestream Room] [Ning Rongrong: It's over, it's over! Just what I was afraid of!] [Ning Rongrong: o(╥﹏╥)o] [Gu Xingzhou: Then you're done for. By your own logic, aren't you guaranteed to be on that list?] [Ning Rongrong: Don't jinx me!!!] [Ning Fengzhi: Rongrong, you should talk less in this livestream room. Then it won't notice you.] [Ning Rongrong: Got it, Dad.] [Ning Rongrong: o(╥﹏╥)o] [Tang San: Don't be afraid. We still have a chance. The livestream room never said it would choose from the Elite Livestream Room...] [Gu Xingzhou: But if it picks ordinary people from the Ordinary Livestream Room, there won't be much of a show, will there? The audience won't be looking forward to it, let alone give them Popularity Votes.] [Xiao Wu: Oh, right! Xingzhou, you're right!] [Xiao Wu: Then I'm not scared anymore. Ordinary students like us would never be picked!] [Xiao Wu: And even if we were, I bet nobody would vote for us!] [Dai Mubai: Makes sense. By that logic, the people who should worry most are those who are fairly famous across Douluo Continent. Grandmaster clearly fits the bill.] [Bibi Dong: ...] [Ning Rongrong: o(╥﹏╥)o] [Ning Rongrong: I'm suddenly regretting being born into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.] [Ning Fengzhi: Rongrong, what nonsense are you talking about? Do you regret having me as your father?] [Ning Rongrong: Dad, that's not what I meant. This really is scary!] [Ning Rongrong: o(╥﹏╥)o] [Ning Fengzhi: Sigh. Things have come to this. How about we let Grandmaster suffer a little more? He's already been through one fanfiction livestream. One more won't make much difference.] [Ning Fengzhi: Don't worry, Rongrong. I'll spend whatever it takes and call on everyone to give Grandmaster their Popularity Votes.] [Yu Xiaogang: ???] [Yu Xiaogang: ???] [Yu Xiaogang: ???]
[Random selection of this round's Popularity Vote candidates complete!] [The list is as follows.]
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