The game's heroine has come true? The aloof school beauty is in tears.

That felt great.

Although Lu Yuan did not make his own promotional videos, this might involve disputes over portrait rights.

However, this matter spread widely in the fan group of a certain game streamer, after all, it was a matter of common hatred.

Although it spread on a small scale, it was undeniably hilarious.

You can see the online friends you usually interact with, looking exhausted after a real-life battle, and then holding hands and singing "My Good Brother" together.

At this point, someone made a suggestion.

Should we arrange a showdown between their i-blogger, Tiantian, and his arch-rival?

The two had previously had an argument during a game streamer invitational tournament.

This game streamer named Tiantian is clearly someone who understands how to generate buzz.

As the tension escalated, he actually agreed and posted a video tagging his arch-nemesis, Wangwang.

The location remains the "Peace Hotel," also known as the "Newborn Fight Club."

The internet is a game of popularity; it's all about who has the most content.

His arch-enemy naturally agreed.

So this is the streamer named Tiantian.

They contacted Lu Yuan through a fan who had participated in the previous competition to inquire about venue rental.

Lu Yuan said, "Renting the venue won't work."

Tian Tian replies: "The price is negotiable."

Lu Yuan said, "What I mean is that if you just rent the venue, you can't achieve the effect you want."

Every day, the reply is: "What should we do then?"

Lu Yuan said, "You have to rent me too."

Every day, she replies, "No need."

Tian Tian felt that the distance was too far and that he was probably overcharging, so she declined his offer.

It's just a matter of having a ring match.

How could it not work?

Seeing that he didn't believe in superstitions, Lu Yuan didn't say anything more.

And so, the start time for this exciting offline tournament was set.

The venue was packed with fans from both sides.

When Tiantian first saw this effect, she felt that her video was definitely going to be a huge hit.

But when he stood on the ring, he found that things were not as smooth as he had expected.

Because there were too many fans at the scene, the noise was too loud, and the pace was too fast.

I had already discussed it with Wangwang every day.

Wangwang was defeated by Tiantian, so he took the initiative to help Tiantian up, shake hands and make peace, and then they sang together to create a TV show effect.

The two of them acted according to the script.

However, the fans at the scene did not follow the script at all, and the fans in the audience started arguing.

The situation was irreconcilable and was on the verge of escalating into a major conflict.

Helpless, Tian Tian could only call Lu Yuan.

"Brother, things are getting chaotic, what should we do?"

"Send the money."

"Transfer now."

Wangwang transferred the money, and Lu Yuan took over it instantly.

Then, it appeared in Tiantian's sight in just five seconds.

Because he was already mixed in with the crowd.

He grabbed a megaphone and shouted into the crowd, "This is the Peace Hotel. If my boss finds out you're fighting, you're finished!"

But nobody listened to him.

Some people may have been crown princes, but when they stand in front of you, you just can't equate them with the title of crown prince.

However, there are obviously other ways to travel long distances.

Just then, the doors of the fight gym were pushed open.

Huang Zhiyu walked in wearing a black A-line dress, arms crossed.

People who grow up in gangsters have a chilling aura about them.

His narrow eyes narrowed, revealing a dangerous glint.

You can't fake a certain kind of charisma.

Just like how no matter how hard Lu Yuan tries to pretend to be a gangster, he can't pull it off.

Because when you have a conflict with him, what he really wants is not to hit you.

Instead, it dodges your attacks and teases you relentlessly with a cheeky expression: "Can't hit you, can't hit you, I'll make you so mad, the back of your head."

It makes you angry again and again, until you finally turn into impotent rage.

But Huang Zhiyi is different.

She's really brave enough to use a knife, and she's really brave enough to fire a gun.

So when Huang Zhiyu walked in, the crowd automatically made way for her.

She walked straight to the ring, grabbed the two anchors on the ring, and started whipping them with tops by the collar.

They had no choice but to endure it, because it was the only way to save the situation.

The audience below the stage stared wide-eyed as their beloved computers were spun around by tops.

So, is it really the Peace Hotel?

"Now everyone grab the hand of the person next to you and sing 'My Good Brother' together."

Lu Yuan shouted from below with a megaphone.

Huang Zhiyu stood there with his arms crossed, his cold and aloof gaze sweeping over the audience.

This scene looks a lot like a large-scale dog training session.

It's not that Lu Yuan is thinking the wrong thing; it really does look like that.

Because Hwang Chi-yu has such a queen-like presence.

She doesn't even need to act, because this is her natural personality.

...

The huge fighting arena was completely silent.

Just moments ago, two groups of fans were shouting and attacking each other, spitting as they spoke.

Under Huang Zhiyu's icy gaze, he involuntarily froze on the spot.

On the stage, Tian Tian and Wang Wang clutched their necks, their cheeks burning with pain. They were filled with resentment but dared not utter a single word in rebuttal.

They knew that the situation below the stage had completely spiraled out of control. If the fans rushed onto the stage and started a brawl, they would either end up in a fight and have to pay compensation, or they would be taken away by the police.

Huang Zhiyu's slaps, though seemingly embarrassing, actually saved them from a major disaster.

Lu Yuan, holding a megaphone, raised the volume again: "Did you all hear that? Grab the hands of the people next to you and sing 'My Good Brother' together!"

A commotion broke out in the crowd.

No one was too embarrassed to sing.

The two anchors on stage started singing first.

The moment their gazes met Huang Zhiyu's narrow, cold eyes, the words of resistance they were about to utter were swallowed back down.

The few boys who had fought in the ring before, who were mixed in with the fans, were the first to back down.

He skillfully grabbed the opposing netizen next to him.

At first, everyone was stiff and awkward, and when their fingertips touched, it felt like they were getting an electric shock.

Someone started singing off-key, and the off-key singing began to rise up sparsely.

"I'll be there for you when you need me..."

The singing started off intermittently, filled with reluctance. But as more and more people were forced to sing, only the same song remained in the noisy venue.

Fans who were hostile to each other just a second ago are now holding hands and singing along at the top of their lungs, creating an absurd scene.

Those secretly recording on their phones held their breath, afraid to make a sound. The camera quietly focused on Huang Zhiyu, who stood with his arms crossed by the edge of the ring, and then panned over Lu Yuan, who was leisurely watching the show with a megaphone.

As the last line of the lyrics faded, Lu Yuan put down the loudspeaker, smiled, and called out:

"Alright, let's clear up the anger and forget about this. From today onwards, no more online fighting or tearing each other apart. Anyone who starts trouble again, come to our 'Peace Hotel' for a proper showdown next time."

Huang Zhiyu glanced indifferently at the two anchors on stage and spoke in a cold voice:

"If someone is capable of controlling their fans but still can't control them, it's not as simple as just slapping them."

Tian Tian and Wang Wang nodded repeatedly, showing no airs of being livestreamers at all.

As the crowd slowly dispersed, the chatter continued even as they left. Numerous secretly filmed short videos were quietly uploaded to social media platforms.

What started as a joke circulating in a small circle began to spread outside within just two hours.

The titles are all incredibly eye-catching:

Two popular game streamers arranged a fight offline, but were subdued on the spot by a woman in black, and the entire group sang "My Good Brother" together.

[A fight club is rumored to specialize in dealing with online trolls, where online arguments are replaced by offline brawls.]

[Outrageous! Netizens meet offline and are forced to hold hands and sing after the match]

The video doesn't have clear close-ups of faces; it's mostly wide-angle shots, cleverly avoiding any portrait rights disputes, yet the visuals are incredibly impactful.

The clip of Huang Zhiyu, dressed in all black, commanding the attention of hundreds of people, has become the most widely circulated clip.

The hype spread far faster than anyone imagined.