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Chapitre 91: CHAPTER 91

The next morning, Tong Yao made a shocking move after she got out of bed-- --She started live-streaming.

"How are you all, everyone. This is Smiling, ZGDX's mid. Welcome to this edition of the inside story about Who exactly is Ai Jia's girlfriend! Since the incident that started from Tieba has somewhat irritated me, I'm here to bring you first-hand gossip!"

Inside the base, Tong Yao held the selfie stick with her cell phone on top. She took a look at her own face on the phone and was somewhat frightened by the dark circles under her eyes. She continued without much expression: "This time I'm really risking everything. Chen Jinyang, you owe me a Maserati."

[Moderator] [Xiao Congzimao]: [I'll burn one to you at Tomb Sweeping Day.][1]

Tong Yao: "..."

Holding the selfie stick, Tong Yao walked around the base and started with Little Fatty who was huddled in the corner, looking like he was sleep-walking-- --

"This is our team's support, Little Fatty. He's just gotten up and is currently troubled by the question of how would a top support in our own league drop down to Diamond 2 on the Korean server."

Tong Yao aimed her cell phone at Little Fatty so everyone could clearly see his face. Little Fatty looked up and listlessly waved his hand…...Tong Yao walked to the seat on the other side of the room with her camera-- --

Tong Yao: "This is our team's top, Old Cat. And this one is his old pal, Old K. These two are playing duos as usual. For more details, please check Old Cat's stream."

Old Cat: "Old K, if you don't come up top soon, you're going to lose your baby."

Old K: "Coming, coming. Hrm, I can't even go down to mid to farm, are you a parasite?"

Tong Yao then walked towards the sofa, focusing the camera on all the creatures on the sofa: "Our team's substitute mid. He dropped my account from Challenger to Master for the 5th time. But in competitions and skirmishes, his performance is much better. The male version of ZGDX's pretentious bitch, Lu Yue-- --And the two shameless cats who lick each other in public places."

Lu Yue didn't even look up and continued to play on his game console.

Dabing looked up.

Xiao Cong was still licking Dabing's face, then lazily squinted its eyes.

Xiao Cong then staggered to stand up and climbed onto Dabing's back. Xiao Cong was trying to balance itself, then lowered its head and began pulling Dabing's ear.

The bullet comment exploded with comments like-- --

[Damn, isn't it Xu Tailun's kitten?]

[How did this cat come over to ZGDX?]

[Where did it come from? The cat!]

[Why do I have to watch two cats' PDA? You two don't belong to the same species, what are you two doing!]

[What's going on between Smiling and Xu Tailun? Don't do this, if you want to have an affair with a fan, come to me. If you want to have an affair with a player, have it with Cheng Ge! ! ! ! ! !]

Tong Yao burst into laughter when she saw the last comment. As she looked up, she happened to see Lu Sicheng, who had been playing ranked games till very late, come downstairs after getting out of bed-- --With wet hair and a sleep deprived face, he passed by Tong Yao calmly and reached out to pat Tong Yao's head. Tong Yao lowered her voice and mumbled: "I'm streaming." Lu Sicheng didn't have much of a reaction and walked directly into the kitchen to pour himself a cup of coffee.

Tong Yao followed him like his tail. Then she turned the cell phone to face herself and announced in earnest: "Next, the one you'll meet is our captain."

Then she turned the cell phone to face the man who was leaning against the kitchen counter, drinking coffee-- --Lu Sicheng used one hand to hold his coffee mug and stretched over the other hand to cover the phone screen and the camera.

The screen turned dark. The audience of the stream could only hear a man's low and frustrated voice: "Cut it out."

[1]: Usually around April 4 or 5th, people visit their ancestors' graves and tidy the graves. People also burn paper items and money for their ancestors so that they can use the item in the other world and also make food offerings. So this person is saying that they'll burn a small paper maserati model for her.

The bullet comments exploded once again-- --

[How could anyone keep his cool when they hear this voice early in the morning?]

[My dream is to have someone speak to me like that every morning: good morning. …...aaaahh!]

[I'm a man, but I feel like I've been bent now. What do I do, hurry, I'm waiting!]

[Keep it up, keep it up, please keep it up, ahhhhhhhh!]

Tong Yao giggly pushed Lu Sicheng's hand off her phone and turned the camera to face herself again. When her big face showed up on the screen, all the comments instantly changed to-- --

[Damn, idiot.]

[It hurts my eyes!]

[I don't want to watch you, I want to watch Cheng Ge! Go away, go away!]

Tong Yao kept laughing, her eyes were turning into crescents. She didn't bother with all those comments which were shouting at her. She turned to go out of the base and walked over to the next door. She knocked on the yard gate of YQCB's base. Ai Jia was the one who came to open the gate. When he saw Tong Yao, he seemed quite nervous. Tong Yao gave him a glance and asked: "Where's she?"

"Inside." Ai Jia uneasily took a look behind him: "I couldn't even eat the breakfast she brought over this morning. I'm afraid that she put rat poison inside."

Tong Yao: "...My friend, I'm live-streaming."

Ai Jia: "..."

Ai Jia sprang to the side on the spot. Tong Yao saw the Nighttime Angler who was the center of last night's bloody storm sitting in a chair in the front yard, playing with her cell phone…...Jinyang heard Tong Yao's voice and raised her eyelids to take a look. But before she could say anything, she heard Tong Yao shout: "Don't move. Our program is getting ready to do our first investigation-- --Ms. Chen Jinyang, please make a pose with your legs."

Jinyang changed her posture, moving towards the edge of the chair with two of her legs crossed and slightly slanted.

Tong Yao took Jinyang's cell phone, turned on the camera, then let Jinyang's phone face her own cell phone which was live-streaming: "Take a good look. Thanks to the great Jobs, Apple phones come with its own camera, authenticity guaranteed-- --Now I'm going to take the picture."

As she was talking, Tong Yao stuffed her selfie stick into Jinyang's hand, letting Jinyang aim it at herself. Then she walked away from Jinyang, squatted slightly, aimed the cell phone at the person who was sitting on the chair, and slightly slanted the phone outward before clicking the shutter.

Tong Yao took the selfie stick back and showed it to the people watching the stream: "See? Those big long legs that some people said were obviously photoshopped are really that long, thank you very much. Aren't you guys happy now? It's everyone's responsibility to make the best use of the functions of their camera-- --We're a scientific study group, so in order to be more persuasive..."

Amid all the "6666666" bullet comments on the screen, Tong Yao stuffed the cell phone into Jinyang's hand. Then she ran over to sit on the chair, using the same picture taking method to let Jinyang take the same sort of picture of herself.

Tong Yao retrieved the phone and showed it to the stream again: "See? With the same way to take the picture, someone like me could also have-- --"

[Damn, such a pair of short legs!]

[I don't know whether I should 66666666 or hahahahahahahahahahahahaha first. Ouch, and I'm envious of Ai Jia's girlfriend who has such a good friend willing to sacrifice herself to this degree.]

[Hahahahahahaha, why are they so short! Alright, alright, alright, I believe it now. Ai Jia's girlfriend really has long legs. The comparison here is way too convincing!]

[hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, damn, this is hilarious! ! ! ! ! !]

"...........You all better speak nicely!" Tong Yao took a look at her own picture: "I have long legs amongst all the women of 150cm in height. I am not accepting any rebuttals!"

Tong Yao turned the camera to face Jinyang and asked with little expression on her face: "Next subject, where's your car?"

Jinyang pointed at YQCB's parking garage. The two of them walked up to a fancy, red Maserati, the same model that Lu Sicheng had. The license plate was from out of town. Chen Jinyang slapped the key on the hood of the car!

Tong Yao lifted the selfie stick high up for everyone to see it clearly. Then she jogged back to her own base and stopped in front of a fancy blue Maserati. She also took out from her pocket a key and slapped it on the hood of this car!

Tong Yao: "Did you all see it? They are exactly the same!"

Tong Yao put away the car key and went back into the base. The rest of her team was sitting at their decks playing games at the moment. Only the two cats were lying on the sofa soaking in the sunlight, each taking up one end of the sofa.

Tong Yao walked over to Lu Sicheng and hung the key back on the lucky cat's ear. Then she turned the camera at Lu Sicheng: "Captain, let me ask you a question for the masses out there: how much is that car outside?"

"It's just a means of transportation, about a million or so." Lu Sicheng was looking at the computer screen, earnestly farming. "Why are you asking?"

"Then, what's the average yearly pay for a professional player?"

"Why are there so many questions?"

"..."

"About several tens of thousands, up to 70 to 80 thousand or as low as 20 to 30 thousand."

"Ok, then the problem is, with this kind of income, how much love would a man have for a woman to spend a million or so to buy such a luxury car for her?"

"..."

Lu Sicheng's champion suddenly paused for a moment.

He looked up, looking at the face behind the cell phone. He thought for a bit then asked a question of his own: "What do you think?"

Tong Yao found the answer to be rather weird. Why couldn't he be more cooperative? She didn't know how to continue.

As she was stumped about how to continue, she suddenly remembered the conversation she had with her captain 12 hours earlier. The conversation had gone something like this-- --

[I'll give you the car out there.]

[Fine, then that fancy blue Maserati has the last name of Tong from now on.]

[Take it.]

Tong Yao: ".........."

Tong Yao: "Hrm."

Fortunately, her camera's resolution wasn't very high and the stream was also too crowded, so the audience wasn't able to clearly see her slightly pinkish cheeks...

She took a look at her captain who was still focusing on his game with a stone face. She then checked the bullet comments such as "Does your captain always have only one expression, which is no expression" "You won't die if you say a few more words" "The just awoken captain looks especially handsome" "My roommate would like to hear Cheng Ge say some more words before he dies" "Set your camera straight. From this angle, Cheng Ge is even more handsome than the usual Cheng Ge. His nose is so straight, tsk, tsk, tsk". Tong Yao paused for a while, then lifted her hand to pull her hair behind her ears.

She looked at the stream comments. All of them were about Lu Sicheng.

-- --Yet he's mine, I won't let you guys see him.

Tong Yao thought to herself.

Then, she said: "This edition of scientific investigation live stream will end here. Thank you very much for watching. We'll meet next time."

Because of her own inner emotional turmoil, she abruptly turned off her stream.


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