Why bother with dating when you already have a cat?

Ai Qing's face darkened. She didn't expect Xiao Yu to use her own words to shut her up: "I've said that men and women shouldn't touch each other. I see you can never remember that."

“I shouldn’t be too close to other boys, but my brother is my brother, so of course it’s fine,” Xiaoyu said confidently.

Ai Qing couldn't argue with the girl, so she quickly changed the subject, bent down, grabbed the keyboard, and started setting up the various software and hardware for Xiao Yu's live stream.

Xiaoyu sat obediently in the chair, watching Ai Qing operate the system, and then asked some questions about the operation process. After all, if she would be streaming every day in the future, she couldn't always bother Ai Qing to make adjustments.

"This camera is pointed at your face; it simply captures your facial expressions," Ai Qing said, pointing to the camera above the computer screen. "For example, if you blink, the virtual image inside will blink along with you."

I already knew about this little fish before; Ai Qing had already taught her how to film her self-introduction and broadcast announcement videos.

However, fearing that Xiaoyu might not remember everything, Aiqing patiently went over the precautions with her again.

He then added, "I'll be right next to you the whole time I'm doing your live stream today, keeping an eye on things for you."

"But don't talk to me when your mic is on."

"If you want to talk to me privately, press this button to turn off the microphone."

"It's okay to talk to my brother, right?" Xiaoyu asked, tilting her head. "Many fans know that I live with my brother."

"I just simply don't want to get involved in your live stream," Ai Qing coughed twice.

After all, as soon as he appears, the viewers in the live stream start flooding the screen with messages like "Hello, brother-in-law."

Although Ai Qing knew that everyone was just joking around, he still didn't really want to see those kinds of comments.

I feel a little uncomfortable.

It's not because I'm jealous.

……

At 1 p.m., Ai Chiyu's account posted a message on Bilibili, saying that he would start broadcasting at 1:30 p.m. today.

In just a few minutes, it attracted about twenty or thirty comments.

Zhou Xiaodong, who stayed up until 3 a.m. last night and finally managed to eat chicken while watching the bubbles, has just gotten up now.

He left a comment under Ai Chiyu's post to get noticed, and then took out his phone to order takeout that could be delivered to his dorm.

It was delivered around 1:30, which was just the right time.

It was Saturday, and none of the four people in the dorm had anything to do.

Those three guys also stayed up very late yesterday, and they're only getting up to eat now.

After Zhou Xiaodong got out of bed, his roommate said, "I'm meeting up to play ball with some people later, are you guys coming?"

Another roommate shook his head: "I promised my girlfriend I'd go shopping."

"I need to prepare for a competition, and I've made plans to go to the library with someone," the last roommate said.

Zhou Xiaodong didn't want to play basketball; he just wanted to stay in his dorm and rest on Saturday. So he shook his head and said, "No, no, playing basketball is too tiring."

So, by 1:30 pm, Zhou Xiaodong was all alone in the dormitory.

Sigh... Why is it that even people who beat up Madoka can find girlfriends?

Zhou Xiaodong expressed his confusion and then casually opened the live stream room that Ai Chiyu had just launched.

Chapter 143 Encountering the Streamer Again

Hello everyone, good afternoon! Welcome!

Can you hear me?

[Can be heard]

[Little fish!]

Ditch the bubble and come here!

[Hilarious! I stayed up until 3 a.m. yesterday to finish playing PUBG, I'm probably still fast asleep right now.]

Bubble was supposed to start airing around this time, but she made a promise yesterday, which caused her to stay up very late.

Since her viewers were all bored, they decided to come and stay in Xiaoyu's live stream.

"Thank you everyone for watching my live stream."

The little fish's soft, cute voice rang out in the live stream.

"This is my first time streaming, and I don't know what to say. How about we start playing games?"

"I started playing PUBG at 1:30 today, and then I'll play one last game at 3:00 in the afternoon."

"The three teammates for the last game will be randomly selected from the live stream."

Fearing that some people might not have seen her self-introduction video, Xiaoyu reiterated the planned content of today's live stream before immediately opening PUBG and entering matchmaking mode.

At this moment, Ai Qing was sitting on Xiao Yu's single bed, leaning against the headboard with a tablet in her hand, which showed Xiao Yu's live stream.

He glanced at the comments in the live stream and felt the atmosphere was pretty good.

Generally speaking, the number of people willing to speak in a live stream is several tens of times less than the number of people watching the live stream.

There are at least ten or so active viewers in the live stream right now. Judging from this, I estimate that Xiaoyu's actual number of viewers is probably around several hundred.

To be honest, this data is already a very good starting point for someone who has just started live streaming.

Especially now, the live streaming traffic on websites also uses a PK mechanism similar to that of video modes.

Having such data right from the start will inevitably lead to a certain amount of website traffic, creating a very positive cycle.

When he used to livestream himself writing, it was purely for fun. Usually, very few people would watch; they would just come in for a quick glance and then leave immediately.

Sometimes, I might chat a bit more with readers who have read my books or with colleagues.

Watching Xiaoyu enter the game, Ai Qing rolled over on the bed, placed the tablet on the bed, and looked at Xiaoyu in front of the desk.

At this moment, Xiaoyu was wearing a JK uniform, which looked very cool.

From Ai Qing's angle, one can clearly see a glimpse of fair skin peeking out between the hem of her dress and the skirt, her slender waist exuding an alluring charm.

After sitting down, the already short skirt rode up a little further, revealing Xiaoyu's fair and tender thigh skin.

Add to that a pair of slender calves and tiny feet in slippers, and it's hard to look away.

Especially when Xiaoyu is engrossed in playing games, Ai Qing doesn't have to worry about being noticed by Xiaoyu, so she is even more unwilling to miss such an opportunity to admire him.

The thought that Xiaoyu was dressed like this, but the viewers in the live stream were completely unaware, and only he could see it, inevitably gave Ai Qing a sense of superiority.

Sigh... He had tried his best to avoid and restrain himself, but when faced with this situation, he still couldn't escape it.

Ai Qing rubbed her forehead, forcing her gaze back to the live stream on her tablet, to check for any unfriendly comments that Xiao Yu could delete or ban in time.

Meanwhile, Xiaoyu and her teammates had already boarded the plane and were discussing their destination.

"How about we go this way?" Xiaoyu marked a point on the map and said in the team voice chat.

"Holy crap?!"

"Huh? Number three is a girl?"

"Really? Is it a transformation device?"

Meanwhile, in another distant city, "Old Teacher Who Loves Chicken," who was livestreaming, suddenly sat up straight in his seat, turned off the team voice chat, and said to his viewers:

"Watch closely! I wasn't paying attention before, but this time I'm going to get serious!"

[Hilarious, are they seriously giving this away?]

Dude, I don't ask for much, just don't die before the girl.

[Please ask this girl if she has a boyfriend. I think I'm in love.]

[Boiling Sheep, stop talking and quickly help Happy Sheep push his butt!]

[Why does this girl's voice sound familiar? I feel like I've heard it somewhere before.]

I, Jia Baoyu, think so too.

With over 800,000 followers, the teacher's live stream is still quite lively.

Most of the time he's a funny PUBG streamer, occasionally he'll have a lucky game or two and become a skilled streamer, then he'll immediately revert back to being a skilled streamer.

Most of the viewers here are just people who enjoy watching his live streams while eating.

"Come on, girl, what kind of gun do you want?"

The other two older brothers in the team have been reduced to working for Xiaoyu.

The teacher curled his lip and complained in the live stream: "It's because there are too many simps like them that it's getting harder and harder to pursue girls these days."

"I just need a shotgun and a sniper rifle," Xiaoyu said in the team voice chat. "I'm not very familiar with the other guns."

"Here, here, I have it, here, here you go." The teacher turned on the team voice chat, ran up to Xiaoyu, and threw the gun in his hand to her.

【6】

[I was just about to say you were absolutely right, and this is what you give me?]

You understand the importance of creating a good show.

What happened to not being a simp?

"I don't use shotguns or sniper rifles much anyway." After turning off the team's voice chat, the teacher said righteously in the live stream, "Using things you don't really need to win a girl's favor is the right thing to do."

"If she asks me for an AK, I'll definitely ignore her."

"It's strange, though. Girls are usually better suited to playing with submachine guns, at least they can control the muzzle."

Boom!

Just as he was speaking, two shouts of "trolls" came from the other side.

An enemy was knocked down.

"There's someone here," Xiaoyu warned while reloading. "He didn't die immediately, but I don't know if his teammates are nearby."

“Yes,” one of the men said. “I saw some people from the school across the street just now. I guess this guy sneaked over from there too.”

"Oh, I think I see it." Xiaoyu glanced out the window towards the school and said, "It's on the roof of the building across the street. Do you guys have a scope?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The teacher ran up to Xiaoyu again and threw her a 4x scope he had just picked up. "4x is fine, right?"