Go: The live broadcast queen launched a gorgeous rebellion against the dog

I said stop!
"Brother Lele, wait! Wait!"

Seeing that the situation was not right, Zeng Guangwen took a deep breath and decisively called a halt:

"Brother Lele, what's wrong with you?"
"Why is everyone suddenly praising my Zhao Tianhou today?"

He emphasized the words "my home" to remind the other party to recognize the location—that's my master, Xiaotianquan!

"what?"

Bian Lele blinked, seemingly puzzled by Zeng Guangwen's question:
"But what you do most in your live stream is praise the diva, right?!"

"Isn't this just me following the streamer's lead and responding to the core theme of the live stream?"

"...???"
"How can these be the same?!"

Zeng Guangwen nearly choked on his breath. He straightened his already not-so-imposing frame, trying to make his argument more convincing:
"I am the most loyal fan of the diva!"

“It’s perfectly reasonable and only right for me to praise the diva! It’s my duty!”
"And you, Brother Lele, are an outsider..."

"Oh, Brother Zeng! You're so foolish! What are you saying! What do you mean by 'insider' and 'outsider'?!"

Before Comrade Greyhound could finish speaking, the socialite waved her hand dramatically, as if sweeping away any discordant notes in the air:
"Don't talk about me. Look at that Uesaka from Japan. Doesn't his eyes light up every time he sees the diva?"
"Including recent interviews with Choi Myung-ho and Yoo Se-hyun in South Korea, didn't they all speak highly of the diva?"
"You must know: the Empress Dowager is no longer your master alone! She is the most powerful person in the world, the true ruler of all under heaven, and the one who commands the respect of all foreign tribes!"
"Moreover……"

Before Zeng Guangwen could retort, Bian Lele abruptly changed the subject, pointing to the rapidly scrolling barrage of comments behind Zeng Guangwen:
"You can control me, but can you control what the millions of fans in front of the screen like to watch?"

Zeng Guangwen subconsciously glanced back at the comments section.

A flurry of comments, like snowflakes, floated by: "666," "Lele is cultured!", "Good work deserves a reward!", "This kid's licking skills are no less than a greyhound's!"... The comments were filled with enthusiastic support for Bian Lele's profound remarks.

……Depend on!

How come this guy has a whole set of outfits?!
Zeng Guangwen felt his vision blurring. This guy was not only incredibly good at sucking up, but also had such a powerful ability to incite others? This combination of moves perfectly captured the public's desire for a good spectacle!
A chilling sense of crisis mingled with the anger of being openly challenged as the "dog under the queen's command," churning within him.

He took a deep breath, steadied himself, his eyes sharpened, and he decided to unleash his killing move...

"Brother Cola, what you said makes a lot of sense. But—"

"I have serious doubts about your loyalty!"

Zeng Guangwen paused deliberately, leaned forward slightly, and threw out what could be described as a fatal "accusation":
"Previously, there were quite a few male Go players, including yourself, who were 9-dan, who had questioned the Queen's strength!"
"They even said that if they got serious, they could definitely end the Queen's winning streak on the rapid chess stage..."

"As everyone knows, under the Queen's command, if loyalty isn't absolute, then it's absolutely disloyal..."

"...So that's why!!!"
"I regret it now, I regret it so much!"

Before Zeng Guangwen could finish speaking, the captain of the Gezhou team interrupted him with a pained expression, his tone full of regret for his own immature past:

"It turns out that we male chess players didn't understand the Queen well enough! We didn't know her thoroughly enough! We didn't know her to the core! That's why we presumptuously thought that the Queen's winning streak in rapid chess was nothing special!"
"Many 9-dan players, including myself, were completely awestruck by the Queen's superb skills after watching today's game!"
"I've seen tough people before, but I've never seen anyone this tough!"
"Even with such high-quality moves, the game was so fast that it practically burned out the official's CPU!"

"We, a group of ninth-dan Go players, were watching the game with such heartache... oh no, we were having a blast!"

"Not to mention the Queen's recent competitive results: three gold medals at the Asian Games, four World Championship titles, and twice ending the Nongshim Cup while her cross-continental eleven-game winning streak is still ongoing..."

Next, Bian Lele launched into a long list of achievements of the world's number one, speaking with great emotion and eloquence, without uttering a single stumble.

When he got excited, he even leaned forward slightly, tapping his fingers forcefully on the table, his spittle almost spraying onto the camera lens. It was as if he wasn't listing the achievements of others, but proclaiming his own supreme glory.

Finally, as if that wasn't enough, he suddenly raised his voice, concluding in a solemn tone almost like an imperial edict:

"...Such achievements are unprecedented and unlikely to be surpassed in the future! How can they not win the hearts of the people!"
"In my opinion, our chess community should follow the will of Heaven and bestow upon the Heavenly Empress the title of 'Holy Emperor Xuanji Divine Phoenix Zhaowu Heavenly Lord'!"
"This is more befitting of the Empress's noble status!"

"..."

Zeng Guangwen's expression froze completely, like a comical mask that had been covered in quick-drying cement.

What did he hear?
"Sacred Emperor Xuanji Divine Phoenix Zhaowu Heavenly Lord"?!

An overwhelming sense of absurdity instantly overwhelmed Comrade Greyhound.

This...this is more than just licking!

Even the Starry Sky Sect is considered taciturn compared to you!
Zeng Guangwen never expected that he was not the only one willing to be Rui Zhao's lackey, which immediately gave him a huge sense of crisis!

No wonder everyone says that simps never get a house!
Feeling intense competitive pressure from his opponent, Comrade Greyhound cursed inwardly, completely unaware that his words also cursed himself.

No! We can't let it end like this!

A tremendous sense of resentment and a bitter anger surged in his chest—his comrade Xigou still had a trump card!
Zeng Guangwen's voice suddenly rose in pitch, carrying a sharpness bordering on the extreme and a deliberate prolongation:

"Cola Brother!"

"While I understand your admiration for the diva... is this really a good thing?"

"...?"

Bian Lele was taken aback, the interruption leaving him somewhat bewildered as he looked at Zeng Guangwen. Zeng Guangwen forced a fake smile, as if to say, "Let's talk about some secrets, brother," and slowly said:
I heard that during the Chinese New Year this year...

"To avoid being ridiculed by your neighbors for being 'as close as siblings,' you didn't even stay in that newly bought seaside villa in Qiongzhou, which you specifically bought to escape the winter cold?!"

"To care so much about this matter, it's hard to say that one's love and respect for the diva is genuine."

"?!?!?!"

Bian Lele, who had been as steady as a rock, suddenly widened her eyes, her voice cracking:

"……no!
"Who told you about such a confidential matter?!"

Success! Zeng Guangwen felt a surge of vengeful pleasure, along with a sense of pride in finally winning back a point.

He tried hard to keep a straight face, maintaining an innocent expression that seemed to say, "I found out by accident too," but the smugness in his tone was almost overflowing:

"Confidential?! It can't be that bad!"

"Quite a few people in this industry know about this!"

The moment the words were spoken, the live stream chat exploded!

[Holy crap! Really?! Lele's been pushed to this point?!]

Hey! This is nothing!

[Actually, there's been a rumor circulating in Shandong's chess circles that Lao Li went home for dinner this year and sat at the same table with his children!]

[It's because his parents felt it was too shameful to let their son, who was even worse than the national football team, sit at the table to eat!]

[Hiss—I guess that's how it is...]

[This Lele suddenly started praising the diva for no apparent reason; her loyalty is definitely questionable!]

Indeed, the fact that they wouldn't stay at the newly renovated Qiongzhou Seaview Villa because of this clearly shows they care a lot!

……

The scrolling text on the screen was like countless tiny needles, pricking Bian Lele's newly reopened wound.

He stood there, his facial muscles twitching slightly and unnaturally. His previous fervor, sorrow, and remorse had all frozen into an extremely complex stiffness, as if he had suddenly recalled a whole host of humiliating memories.

However, as time ticked by, the stiffness on Bian Lele's face gradually melted away—but it wasn't a return to normalcy; rather, it was a calm that resembled something broken and then pieced back together, yet riddled with cracks.

Finally, he let out a long sigh, a sigh filled with an indescribable weariness. His eyes, once fervent, now held a resigned self-mockery.
"Ugh………"

A sigh, a thousand turns of thought.

At this moment, the Alliance Leader forced a smile that barely smacked of his lips and said in a low voice:
"So what if I care a lot...?"

"You have to admit it!"

This answer took Zeng Guangwen by surprise, and even made his next set of arguments, which he was preparing to use to launch an attack, suddenly get stuck in his throat.

Then, as if having made a decision, the Alliance Leader continued slowly:
"It seems like there are a lot of viewers sending comments today, so I'd like to take this opportunity to share a few words from my heart!"
"Um... I have a question for everyone first!"

"People generally believe that for professional Go players, talent and hard work are both crucial..."

"...Which is more important?"

The air seemed to freeze again.

This sudden, academic-style turn of events caught both the audience, who were prepared for a dramatic showdown, and Zeng Guangwen, who was ready to fan the flames.

Zeng Guangwen raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself:
Huh? What does that mean?
How did we jump from fighting over dog spots to a philosophy of life seminar?!
That turn is way too steep!
However, before he could even express this "bizarre" feeling...

The live stream chat exploded like a powder keg, erupting into an unprecedentedly heated discussion!
【Is there even a question? It's definitely talent!】

No matter how hard you try, it's all in vain if you don't have talent!

[Effort? That's just self-comfort for not having enough talent!]

[The comment above is spot on! Look at professional Go players, which one doesn't have talent? The key is the level of talent!]

Diligence determines the lower limit, talent determines the upper limit! This is the truth!

[That's definitely talent! How can you become a top professional Go player without top-tier talent?]

……

The dense text, like a surging tide, almost submerged the screen.

Bian Lele remained silent for about ten seconds, her eyes quickly scanning the sea of ​​comments in the live stream.

The rapidly scrolling opinions overwhelmingly favored the "talent" side.

Various theories of "talent crushing superiority" and "diligence is useless" have emerged one after another, and the very few voices that mention "effort is important" have been instantly drowned out.

Bian Lele took a deep breath and turned her gaze to Zeng Guangwen, whose expression was inscrutable and who seemed to be deep in thought:
Brother Zeng, what do you think?

Zeng Guangwen was slightly taken aback when he was called out, and then subconsciously narrowed his eyes, which were adept at reading people.

Faced with the overwhelming consensus in the comments that "talent is more important," he wore a subtle, mixed expression—a mixture of knowing "I knew it" and a hint of surprise that "you guys are too naive."

He cleared his throat and said in a relatively objective tone:

"Actually, to be objective... both of these points are important, but the aspects of importance are different."

"For those who aspire to become professional Go players, talent is essential; without talent, one cannot become a professional Go player at all."

"But what might seem counterintuitive is that for players who have truly entered the professional chess world..."

"Effort is the most important thing."

(End of this chapter)