145 Chapters Every 96.2 Day(s) 11627 Readers 210 Reviews 05-02-2024
[fan/idol troupe again] [jungler/mid laner]
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In a certain streaming platform, Jian Rong, a streamer famous for pissing people off and "analyzing" professional player's abilities is a fan of "Road", a jungler king captain of TTC, a veteran team who had been in world's championship. One day, Jian Rong is streaming normally when suddenly, special effects bloomed as someone big entered his streaming room.
[TTC-Road has entered the stream]
Jian Rong, having noticed,sat straight and become propper. The people in the barrage were speculating about Road's appearance in this irrelevant streamer's live stream. Some say, Jian Rong is going to be reprimanded and sued for false accusations about the current TTC mid laner Kan.
Unbeknownst to them, "Road" or Lu Boyuan hadn't actually mean to enter the Livestream using his main account, he forgot to switch into an alt account to observe this certain blunette streamer. He was looking for a new mid laner, to replace his teammate who had sold the game this semi finals yesterday. He found this streamer "soft" on the picked and filtered mid laners around the local server but is crossed out by "Ding-ge" due to the streamer's nasty reputation and problematic unrestrained mouth so curiosity got the better of him.
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A few months later, TTC announced a new mid laner, blue haired and soft looking who have a nasty mouth that had gotten an issue of penalty right after going pro.
The next thing the fans knew, this certain blunette dominated the whole stage...and also a certain jungler king's heart.
In a certain live room...
Two figures, one sitting, other standing talked to each other.
Lu Boyuan rubbed his aching neck before he turned around and smoothed down the hair sticking up on Jian Rong’s head. “How come you didn’t respond to my text.”
Jian Rong said, “I’m streaming, I didn’t hear my phone go off.”
Lu Boyuan swept a look at his computer monitor and lifted an eyebrow. “XIU picked Hecarim?”
Jian Rong: “Mn.”
Lu Boyuan nodded. “He’s pretty good at using Hecarim’s E to run for his life.”
Lu Boyuan glanced at Xiao Bai, who was shouting, “This top laner is such a piece of tr*sh, he started a team fight and smashed Darius right onto my face!” Xiao Bai had his headphones on, and he wasn’t paying attention to them at all.
Lu Boyuan withdrew his gaze and kneaded the back of Jian Rong’s neck as he lowered his voice and asked, “Does your stomach hurt?"
Jian Rong was caught off guard for a few seconds before a flush of dark red visibly spread up his neck.
Lu Boyuan looked up at the camera.
“Auntie’s lunch was too spicy.” Lu Boyuan asked breezily, “Does it feel uncomfortable at all?”
Jian Rong: “No.”
Ding-ge walked into the room, holding a bag. “Jian Rong, you’re up? And here I was, worried that you would forget to stream this afternoon… Auntie said that you didn’t eat any lunch, so I got you some rice noodles from that restaurant you like. Eat a bit to pad your stomach.”
Jian Rong instantly froze.
Ding-ge put the rice noodles down on the table. “What’s wrong?”
Lu Boyuan held back his laughter as he shook his head. “Have fun streaming. Check the message I sent you when you have a chance.”
Lu Boyuan went back to his own seat and turned on his computer. Jian Rong rubbed his face four or five times before he opened the barrage helper in resignation.
[Hahahahahahaha what kind of spicy dish did the auntie make, come on, why don’t you guys tell me]
[So what if his stomach hurts? Why is everyone laughing?]
[Running for his life with Hecarim’s E hahahahahaha]
[I can report this for s*xual content, right?!]
[Is it what I think it is?! Is it really what I think it is!!]
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