Yan Yibing pulled Han Mo away from his cousin’s view and into the room. As soon as the door closed, all the noise from downstairs was shut out.
Yan Yibing: “I’ll start the livestream. Do you want to play on your phone for a while?”
Han Mo: “Sure.”
Yan Yibing pulled a chair over, turned on the computer, and smoothly logged into the livestream platform.
Han Mo sat next to him, positioned perfectly out of view of the camera.
Before turning on the camera, Yan Yibing glanced at Han Mo, who was quietly focused on his phone, and had an idea.
The public thinks he and Han Mo didn’t get along. Their fans were always arguing, and every time there was an offline match, fan confrontations would escalate.
Perhaps this could be a good opportunity to break the ice.
Having private friendships between professional players is normal.
Having a bad relationship on the surface but being close in reality was also normal.
He didn’t want Han Mo to keep getting attacked by his fans. He planned to take advantage of this opportunity to promote a bit of “friendship.”
Yan Yibing: “You don’t need to sit so far away. It’s fine if fans see you. It’s normal for professional players to meet offline. It might even stop them from arguing so much.”
Han Mo paused and asked with a smile, “It’s normal for professional players to meet at home on New Year’s Eve?”
Yan Yibing fell silent for a few seconds. “Anyway, they won’t think too much about it.”
Han Mo: “Don’t force it. I don’t care about these things.”
Not long after, Mama Yan came up and brought a bowl of fruit. “Eat while you play. Don’t overwork yourself. You always leave your work until the last day, and your nephew wants to spend more time with you.”
Yan Yibing took the fruit. “Once that little pig got a remote-controlled car, he ignored everyone, still playing with me.”
Mama Yan scolded, “Then why did you let Momo watch you play on the computer here?”
Han Mo smiled, “It’s okay, I enjoy watching.”
Knowing that Han Mo always sided with Yan Yibing, Mama Yan shook her head and left.
Yan Yibing tidied his hair and turned on the camera.
Many fans knew that he hadn’t completed his tasks for the month, so they had been waiting in the room. When Yan Yibing went online, he saw that there were already quite a few people.
【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, Happy Chinese New Year, Bing Shen!】
【Tsk tsk, looks like Bing Shen is also a single dog like us, still livestreaming on New Year’s Eve hahaha!】
【Ying ying ying, did you just eat? What did you eat? I’m still ordering takeout, the restaurants are too crowded.】
【Wow, Bing Shen is really good-looking! LSP Studio doesn’t deceive me!】
【Play on a smurf account, Bing Shen! I want to see you carry!】
…
Yan Yibing had no intention of playing on his main account even if the fans didn’t mention it.
Playing on the main account was too stressful and mentally taxing. He preferred to play more casually on a smurf account.
Leaning back in his chair, Han Mo lifted his gaze from his phone to glance at the screen.
From his angle, he could only see the game’s login interface, and it was hard to read the barrage of comments.
Yan Yibing cleared his throat and said gently, “I’ll be playing on a smurf account, an account no one knows about. Don’t spread it around on the forums.”
There were many spare accounts in the Zero used for players to practice. He randomly picked one with an average level and explained to the fans, “These smurf accounts are shared by the team. In the future, it might not necessarily be me using them; even the club’s trainees could be using them.”
After explaining, he glanced at the barrage of comments and skillfully began to thank the gift senders.
“Thanks to Long River No. 1 for the gift of a sky full of stars.”
“Thanks to Little Bee for the gift of a sky full of stars.”
“Thanks to my…wife for the gift of a sky full of stars.”
Yan Yibing choked a bit on this fan’s very bold username and instinctively glanced in Han Mo’s direction.
Han Mo, who had been quietly playing on his phone, squinted slightly at the mention, his eyes darkening a few shades.
The barrage continued its carefree laughter.
【Hahahahahaha awesome!】
【Hahahahahahahahaha that’s so funny, I’ve learned something new!】
【Damn! I’ve been giving gifts all this time, how come I didn’t catch such a loving shout-out!】
【Master, I’ve realized! I’m changing my name right away!】
【Damn, I envy that sister! Yan Yibing calls you his wife, you can brag about it everywhere!】
Yan Yibing blushed slightly but just gave an indulgent smile and murmured, “Stop messing around, let’s get started.”
He chose the Chinese server and joined a random squad.
While waiting for the match to start, he casually glanced over and saw Han Mo registering on MaoZhao TV with his phone.
Han Mo had registered an account on Yan Yibing’s livestream platform and casually topped it up with a hundred thousand.
Soon, Yan Yibing’s barrage assistant alerted him of a flood of gifts.
【Ding! Fan ‘Husband’ sent you a sky full of stars, come and thank him!】
Yan Yibing glanced at the ID and then at the account displayed on Han Mo’s phone. He withdrew his gaze and chose to ignore it.
Seeing no response from Yan Yibing for a while, Han Mo reached out and poked Yan Yibing’s waist.
Yan Yibing, who was quite ticklish, flinched immediately at Han Mo’s touch.
Han Mo lifted his eyes, unable to speak, but looked at him expectantly.
A ten-thousand-yuan gift couldn’t be ignored.
Yan Yibing, helpless, glanced sideways and muttered to the barrage, “Thank you ‘husband’ for sending me a sky full of stars. If you have so much money, just transfer it to me directly, the platform takes a cut anyway.”
Han Mo smiled satisfactorily.
Barrage —
【Fuck, there’s another one that’s even more slutty!】
【Husband?! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh so shameless!】
【Have you people got no shame! Are all rich people this crazy?】
【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh if I could afford ten thousand, I would’ve sent it too!】
Soon, another nine gifts flooded the barrage.
Han Mo continued to poke Yan Yibing’s waist.
Yan Yibing took a sharp breath, gritted his teeth, and looked up at the barrage assistant, reluctantly saying, “Thank you to ‘Husband (Don’t call others that)’ for the sky full of stars gifts. Let’s not use such IDs in the future, I won’t read them.”
Barrage —
【I’m shocked! Ninety thousand! In one go!】
【Husband, you’re a boss, even if you smashed it nine times, it would ring nine times!】
【This boss’s possessiveness is strong, I’m moved, does our Bing Shen have a rich fan now?】
【I am convinced, I am convinced. Going so far for a verbal advantage, Bing Shen can’t really become your wife, I don’t understand this person’s mindset.】
【The boss’s performance art +1】
Han Mo lazily glanced at the barrage and sneered.
Stupid fans.
Yan Yibing had completely stopped reading the barrage.
As the game started, it turned out that the other three players he matched with were familiar with each other.
As soon as they landed in the lobby, they started chatting.
Qiqimao: “Lei Ge, help me rank up!”
A sweet-sounding female voice, sounding quite young.
However, after playing games for a long time, most people were immune to dreamy voices. Behind the voice could be anyone or anything, even Yan Yibing himself had used a voice changer.
Leiwang: “Stick with me, don’t wander off.”
The male speaker sounded confident, without a hint of modesty.
Yan Yibing casually checked this person’s ranking, less than fifteen hundred, hmm…probably an alternate account.
The remaining one hastily flattered.
Wangzhe: “Lei Ge, taking a girl along again, huh? 666!”
Yan Yibing least liked teaming up with people who know each other in the real world. It made him feel very uninvolved, and he didn’t feel like talking.
But he still politely asked, “Where are we dropping?”
Leiwang: “Ah, there’s a side note here, you’re lucky, this round I’ll carry you to the chicken dinner.”
Yan Yibing sneered with a cold face.
Playing on the Chinese server had this downside, random matchmaking always seemed to pair him with incompetent teammates.
He regretted a bit, he should have shouted in the professional player group, and dragged a few people to play with him.
Barrage —
【Wow! I’ve dug out so many Disney castles that the Earth can’t hold them all!】
【Encountered a top-tier show-off!】
【Hahaha, Bing Shen, I’ll carry you to victory!】
【But it’s understandable, Bing Shen’s account was used by who knows who before, so the win rate is a bit low.】
【Have you noticed, these pseudo-elites with fifteen hundred points love to show off.】
Leiwang: “Bro, you sound like you’re not convinced.”
Yan Yibing said indifferently, “Nope, you guys do your thing.”
Wangzhe: “Our Lei Ge is known as Little Han Mo, you’ll see how awesome he is in a bit.”
Yan Yibing smirked lazily, “Elementary schooler, huh? Han Mo himself is only nineteen, and there’s already a Little Han Mo?”
Han Mo himself, who was sitting on the side and listening with headphones: “…”
Han Mo’s eyes drooped slightly, and his expression was not pretty.
He had just been called “husband” and was feeling a little happy, but this person’s words ruined his mood.
Extremely insulting.
Yan Yibing had actually wanted to play this round as a solo, but because of this “Little Han Mo,” he wanted to see how capable this person really was.
Erangel, central route.
Leiwang landed at the airport with the girl, Yan Yibing hesitated for a moment, then also landed at the airport.
The circle probably wouldn’t be around the airport, this person dropped here solely to show off in front of the girl.
Leiwang: “Sis, go hide in the wilderness first, there’s fewer people there. I’ll clear out the airport.”
Yan Yibing descended quickly, landed, and started looting, securing the first kill of the match.
When he got the gun, he measured it for a moment, if he turned on full auto, he could also take leiwang away in one wave regardless of the fact that leiwang was a teammate.
Just from this, he basically knew this person’s skill level.
At most, he could be considered an average player in this match?
Han Mo glanced at the barrage absentmindedly, silently peeled an orange, carefully removed the peel, opened a segment, and brought it to Yan Yibing’s lips.
Yan Yibing was momentarily distracted, and lowered his gaze slightly, but he didn’t refuse. He nodded slightly, took the orange in his mouth, and ate it.
After finishing, he licked his lips lingeringly with his tongue tip, raised his hand, and shot down another one.
Soon, the second segment of orange was brought to his lips again.
While staring at the screen, Yan Yibing subconsciously bit into it. Unexpectedly, when his teeth touched the orange segment, Han Mo withdrew his hand slightly, and he missed it.
Yan Yibing naturally scolded with familiarity, “Stop fooling around, what if I die.”
So the next second, the orange obediently went into his mouth, without dodging anymore.
Barrage —
【??? Whose hand is this?】
【The fingers are so long and white, really beautiful, kinda looks like a man’s hand!】
【Looks a bit familiar, but I can’t remember who it is for the moment.】
【Come on, how can a hand look familiar?】
【Is it Bing Shen’s family member? Or a friend from the professional circle?】
【Hmm… I really think it looks familiar, especially with the black sleeve, or maybe I’m just hallucinating.】
At this point, Yan Yibing didn’t have time to look at the barrage, nor did he know what the barrage was discussing.
But Han Mo could see it.
Seeing someone mention the black sleeve, he calmly rolled up his sleeve, pulled it up, revealing a fair and strong forearm.
He continued to feed Yan Yibing fruits, but he didn’t want to cause trouble for him.
He didn’t care whether their relationship could be accepted by the public, after all, these people’s opinions meant nothing to him.
Barrage —
【Damn! When I saw this hand, I thought I was going to fall in love. One look at it and I knew it was extremely powerful!】
【Is the little brother also in the live broadcast room? He hears someone mention sleeves and immediately pulls them up, isn’t that a bit suspicious?】
【Hmm…to be honest, looking at the wrist makes it even more familiar.】
【Don’t be so weird, okay? He’s obviously a close friend or relative of Bing Shen.】
【Right, I must be crazy to think it looks like a certain famous arm streamer.】
【I know one of Bing Shen’s buddies! Liang Hefeng! Definitely a great buddy, is it him feeding the orange?】
【Their relationship must be very good, I’ve only fed fruits to my own little brother.】
Han Mo frowned as he watched the barrage’s discussion, feeling somewhat displeased.
He is the only one who can feed Master fruit. What were these netizens thinking?
After feeding Yan Yibing a whole orange, Yan Yibing happened to clear the airport.
Yan Yibing glanced at his own stats.
Ten kills.
It’s so-so, not many people jumped to the airport.
Leiwang glanced at his three kills, then at Yan Yibing’s ten kills, and fell silent.
Wangzhe: “Number Four is pretty amazing, with this skill, are you a professional streamer?”
Yan Yibing: “No.”
Leiwang: “Your marksmanship is quite accurate, just a bit reckless. Have you ever thought about being a streamer or something? I have connections, if you want, I can help you.”
Yan Yibing: “Thanks, but no need.”
Wangzhe: “I didn’t expect it, Number Four is quite capable, I’m willing to crown you as Little Yan Yibing.”
Yan Yibing: “Haha, you’re really funny.”
Han Mo beside him couldn’t help but chuckle at the other party’s words.
Although the voice was not loud, to some extent, it was picked up by Yan Yibing’s headset.
Barrage —
【Sorry, I’m feeling embarrassed for someone again!】
【Did the guy who fed the orange just laugh? I heard him laugh!】
【Sounds like a bass voice, can you show your face, who are you really?】
【Definitely not from Team Zero, their voices aren’t this deep.】
【Ah ah ah, it’s getting more and more alike, I must be going crazy!】
Leiwang: “…Bro, were you eating the whole time just now?”
Yan Yibing casually: “Yeah, peeled and ate an orange, it’s affecting my gameplay a bit.”
Leiwang: “Bro, you’re interesting, really didn’t use cheats?”
Yan Yibing: “Why would I use cheats when I’m better than cheats?”
Leiwang: “…”
He realized that there was someone even more impressive than himself.
Throughout the entire game, Yan Yibing also ate half a pear and a handful of pomegranate.
Han Mo handed the pomegranate to Yan Yibing, holding it to his lips.
Yan Yibing pecked at it like a chick, popping the seeds into his mouth one by one. After winning the final duel and securing the chicken dinner, he tilted his head and spat out all the pomegranate seeds.
In this game, Yan Yibing got twenty-four kills and won the chicken dinner, with an exceptionally high K/D ratio. It was obvious to any normal person that he was on a completely different level from the other three members of the squad.
The original cute girl qiqimao suddenly cursed fiercely with a coarse voice: “Fuck, I’ve been pretending to be a bitch for so long, turns out all my friends are fucking stronger than you, and you call yourself Little Han Mo, fuck you!”
Qiqimao turned off the voice changer, and in the last second before exiting the game, cursed Leiwang with a mouthful of curses.
Leiwang was about to faint from anger.
Leiwang: “Garbage shemale! My playstyle is like Han Mo’s!”
Yan Yibing raised an eyebrow, glanced at the person next to him who was still peeling pomegranates, and casually said, “Little bro, what do you think?”
Han Mo originally didn’t want to speak up to avoid exposure, but since someone in the barrage mistook him for Liang Hefeng, he decided to correct the wrong answer officially.
Han Mo nonchalantly said, “Noob.”
Yan Yibing’s eyes sparkled with a smile, lightly teasing Leiwang, “Looks like your playstyle isn’t being acknowledged.”
Leiwang: “…”
Barrage —
【???】
【!!!】
【Ah, that voice sounds a bit like…】
【Who? Who was speaking just now?】
【A new year, a new scare, I’m not okay at all.】
【Sorry everyone, I’m hearing things, I’ll go see an ENT specialist tomorrow.】
【I’m actually an ENT doctor, I just wanted to relax by watching a livestream after work. I won’t say anything anymore, I’m off to get myself checked now.】
Yan Yibing: “…”
Han Mo tightened his lips and bit the pomegranate seeds with his teeth.
The fans didn’t seem too satisfied with the corrected answer he gave.
But it didn’t matter.
It’s his wife after all.
Author’s Message:
A water friend husband sent a bag of cream, but it was rejected by the streamer Bing Shen:）
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