Qiguan Yuan naturally noticed that the fans and the association had suddenly started arguing.
He raised his hand to his lips. "Shh."
The comments section immediately stopped.
The above is a screenshot of fans immediately turning into well-behaved children and commenting: [Well-behaved]
Qiguan Yuan said, "I don't like being constrained; I prefer to do things as I please."
This is also a reiteration of my decision not to join the Go Association.
Although the people from the Go Association were somewhat disappointed, they didn't say anything.
After all, they couldn't very well Qiguan Yuan into the Go Association against his wishes.
The Xiao Yuan Grains were happy.
As for your question about Yuanyuan not saying she wanted to enter the entertainment industry, that's fine. As long as Yuanyuan doesn't abandon them to join the Go Association and focus on practicing Go in seclusion, that's all that matters.
It doesn't matter whether I enter the entertainment industry or not.
Anyway, they're quite experienced at acting like wild monkeys.
Yes, that's right, their Xiao Yuan Grains doesn't have a real idol.
Waaaaah!
I ask you, who is more pitiful than them?
Looking at the viewers sending comments, Qiguan Yuan remembered the red string lottery that the fans had mentioned earlier.
So he handed the phone to Pei Yubai and asked, "These kids want my red string raffle, do you know how to do it?"
The viewers, who were racking their brains to post comments to attract Yuanyuan's attention, didn't expect Qiguan Yuan to bring it up to Pei Yubai like that.
Doesn't that prove they'll soon have their Yuanyuan?
[ Yuanyuan! [starry-eyed]]
[ Yuanyuan! [starry-eyed]]
[Ahhhh! I love you, Yuanyuan! [Starry eyes]]
[Hehe, red string, red string! [Starry eyes]]
[Yay!]
Pei Yubai took the phone, switched it to his right hand, and when he heard Qiguan Yuan say he wanted to give a red string, he subconsciously glanced at the comments.
Remembering Qiguan Yuan's red string, he said expressionlessly, "Why give them red strings? I can help Yuanyuan give them red envelopes. They all like money these days."
Qiguan Yuan didn't notice that Pei Yubai had already turned his phone camera away. "Really?"
Pei Yubai nodded. "Now they're all more willing to ask for money, so giving out red envelopes is the best benefit; they'll definitely be very happy."
Qiguan Yuan recalled that when he went to the Yue Lao Temple before, besides praying for marriage, he did indeed pray for wealth most of the time.
So Qiguan Yuan nodded. "Then you decide. If they want money more, then we'll do as you say and send them red envelopes."
Pei Yubai nodded in satisfaction.
In the live stream:
[???]
[Holy crap! Pei Yubai! What are you doing?!]
[Protect me! Protect me! Guards! Someone is plotting to assassinate me!]
[What are you doing? What do you want? When did I say I wanted a red envelope? I want Yuanyuan's red string! Red string!! Red!!! string!!!]
[Your Majesty, please understand! I am innocent! There is a villain here who has framed me!]
[Don't mess with it]
Pei Yubai didn't care whether they cried or not; Yuanyuan's red string could only be his. Did they even understand what he meant by giving it to them?
He glanced at his phone, which still had a third of its battery remaining. " Yuanyuan, our phone's dead, let's turn off the live stream."
Qiguan Yuan nodded.
Amidst the disbelief on Xiao Yuan Grains, Taro Balls, and Imperial Fans's faces, Pei Yubai decisively turned off the live stream, then casually put his phone in his pocket, and finally grabbed Qiguan Yuan's hand and intertwined their fingers.
He's been monopolizing his Yuanyuan for several hours now, so this is naturally his and Yuanyuan's private time. Why is he broadcasting live and trying to distract Yuanyuan from him?
The audience was stunned the moment Pei Yubai turned off the live stream; they hadn't expected him to actually do it.
A bad guy has appeared among the crowd!
So they immediately moved the battlefield.
Pei Yubai, you piece of shit!#
#The Scheming Man Pei Yubai #
Yuanyuan, don't listen to that treacherous official!#
These terms immediately went viral and became trending topics. Pei Yubai already generated a lot of buzz.
This strange topic attracted many passersby to click on it.
Then they saw three fan groups collectively accusing Pei Yubai.
Which three are they?
It's still Xiao Yuan Grains, Taro Balls, and Pei Yubai's own fans Imperial Fans.
Fans posted pictures, screen recordings, and long articles, expressing their grievances against Pei Yubai for not only taking away the red string they had painstakingly obtained from Yuanyuan.
They even shut down the live stream, preventing them from watching Yuanyuan.
They were vehemently protesting when someone suddenly asked, "Boss, Yuanyuan see us if we post like this?"
Everyone fell silent.
I think of their old Yuanyuan, which is comparable to that of my grandfather.
very good.
Yuanyuan doesn't even go online! He complained that he couldn't see it at all, and if he wanted Yuanyuan to see it, he would have to go to Pei Yubai.
Only Pei Yubai could relay their thoughts.
However, the problem is that their accusations are against Pei Yubai, so how could he possibly let Yuanyuan see this information?
Ugh! How awful!
Who can Yuanyuan to open a Weibo?!
Those with quick minds rushed to leave messages on the Weibo accounts of Meng Xu, Shen Yuzhou, and others who had access to Yuanyuan.
Don't they know how to achieve their goals indirectly?
Even if Pei Yubai wasn't there, there were others.
Having succeeded Pei Yubai didn't care at all what his fans would say about him online.
They Yuanyuan hands, palm to palm.
Qiguan Yuan's fingers were cool, but they slowly warmed up in his palm.
Dusk crept in from both ends of the street; the streetlights were not yet on, and the last vestiges of orange-red on the horizon were sinking behind the mountains.
Qiguan Yuan walked to his left, his robes appearing somewhat heavy in the dim light, his silver side-braided ponytail hanging down in front of his chest, the ends swaying gently with his steps.
Pei Yubai walked slowly, but his strides were large. Qiguan Yuan's strides were smaller than his, and his shoulders were uneven as he walked, occasionally brushing against Pei Yubai's arm.
Pei Yubai tightened his grip on his hand, and Qiguan Yuan glanced at him sideways.
They turned into an alley. The alley was short, with high walls on both sides, and vines climbing on the tops of the walls, the leaves of which were indistinct in the twilight.
There were no lights in the alley, making it much dimmer than outside. When Pei Yubai stopped, Qiguan Yuan also stopped.
He turned around to face Qiguan Yuan. The two were very close, so close that Qiguan Yuan could see the curve of his eyelashes.
Pei Yubai raised his other hand, his fingers touching Qiguan Yuan's chin, lifting it slightly upwards.
Qiguan Yuan tilted her head back as he did so, a slight smile playing on her lips.
Pei Yubai and pressed his lips to hers. The kiss was real and forceful, not just a fleeting one.
Qiguan Yuan's fingers twitched slightly in his palm.
Pei Yubai released Qiguan Yuan's hand, slid his fingers up Qiguan Yuan's lower back to the nape of his neck, and pressed his fingers into Qi Guanyuan's hair.
Qiguan Yuan's breath was blocked by him, and a very soft groan came out of his throat.
Pei Yubai didn't let go, and deepened the kiss.
He only pulled away when Qiguan Yuan pinched his palm with his fingers.
Their noses were still touching, their breaths mingling.
Qiguan Yuan's lips were red from his kisses, and there was a faint teeth mark on his lower lip.
He stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked it, looking at Pei Yubai with his eyes slightly curved.
Why are you so fierce today?
Pei Yubai slightly to carefully examine Qiguan Yuan's lips. "Did I hurt you?"
Qiguan Yuan leaned closer and planted a kiss on Pei Yubai's lips. "I like it very much, Pei Yubai."
Pei Yubai, annoyed by his actions, was about to lower his head and kiss him again.
But Qiguan Yuan raised his hand and pressed it down. "Go out first."
As we walked out of the alley, the streetlights came on, casting long, orange shadows on the stone pavement.
Qiguan Yuan walked beside him. After walking for a while, Pei Yubai noticed that Qiguan Yuan's pace slowed down. First, it slowed down a little, then a little more, and finally it stopped altogether.
Pei Yubai turned around and looked at him.
Qiguan Yuan stood under the streetlight, his silver hair gleaming in the light, his expression unchanged from usual.
But Pei Yubai noticed that his gaze swept back and forth across the road on both sides.
"What's wrong?" Pei Yubai asked.
Qiguan Yuan looked at the road on the left, then at the road on the right. The two roads looked exactly the same, even the spacing between the streetlights was identical.
He turned his gaze back to Pei Yubai, a rare look of confusion on his face. "Where are we now?"