Chapter 743: I Won, But You Still Punched Me?
The players from the three Hua Xia teams struggled as they faced the big crowd of enthusiastic fans.
Especially Liu Zilang.
Suddenly, the administrator of the Attractive Section on Douyu rushed over and pa.s.sionately grabbed Liu Zilang’s hand. He then gave a sideways glance to the administrator of the PUBG Section who was standing not too far away before heaping praises onto Liu Zilang that he was the face of the Attractive Section.
Liu Zilang was stunned when he heard that.
‘You didn’t have to say that…’
After a long tussle, they finally reached home after night had fallen.
Pus.h.i.+ng open the door, Liu Zilang saw the familiar living room.
Even though he had only been gone for a little more than a week, he felt like he had been gone for an entire month.
Tap tap tap!
A little orange kitten with faint white stripes plodded over with its four short legs as it then went circles around Liu Zilang’s feet, it clearly missed its master.
The little fellow had grown plump in such a short amount of time, it was unlike when it first came to the house. Back then, it was so skinny that it would topple over even from stiff wind.
“Go away, lean on me again and I’ll turn you into stew.”
After hearing that, the little kitten 98K fell onto Liu Zilang’s shoes, exposing its milky white stomach. It meowed as it wriggled.
‘What a clumsy cat!
‘Wait, is this a scam?’
The corner of Liu Zilang’s eyelid twitched.
Creak!
A bedroom door opened.
Zhang Xiaotong’s ponytail and blinking eyes appeared from behind the door.
The four eyes met.
“Oh? I didn’t bully it, it…”
Whoos.h.!.+
The pet.i.te head retreated swiftly.
Liu Zilang was speechless.
‘Whatever the h.e.l.l was that?’
Still confused, he scratched his b.u.t.t.
Meanwhile, Misaka Mikoto entered the house. As for w.a.n.g Qianqian, she had not followed them. She said that she had to be at Douyu’s headquarters for a new initiative.
Before she left, she had walked over to Liu Zilang and delivered him an elegant smile, causing him to have the urge to react violently…
In the living room.
Misaka Mikoto changed into slippers and then excitedly hugged 98K to her chest as she violently rubbed its head.
The hapless kitten almost went bald from the rubbing. It waved its tiny paws as its head was pressed onto Misaka Mikoto’s chest, struggling to breathe…
Liu Zilang sneaked a glance at the cat and quickly looked away.
‘Serves you right for trying to scam me!’
After a while, Zhang Xiaotong exited her bedroom wearing slippers.
Misaka Mikoto, sitting on the sofa, immediately released the kitten and took out a souvenir for Zhang Xiaotong from her bag. She then started to regale her adventures during the tournament in California.
Zhang Xiaotong held on to Misaka Mikoto’s souvenir while occasionally stealing glances at Liu Zilang who was sitting not too far away.
She thought that she was being stealthy. However, her inconspicuous actions were all too familiar to Liu Zilang. He had noticed it a few years ago.
Liu Zilang quickly guessed what she wanted to say by looking at her face.
He leaned back on the sofa and spread his arms. “I know you want to congratulate me. Come on, just do it!” he said while smiling at Zhang Xiaotong.
Misaka Mikoto was taken aback when she heard this and turned to look at Zhang Xiaotong.
Zhang Xiaotong’s ears and cheeks immediately turned bright red. She reflexively lowered her head.
She immediately came to her senses. Lifting her head, she looked at Liu Zilang who was relaxed on the sofa. “Hmph! I’m not congratulating you.”
She paused for a moment and then added, “I didn’t watch any of your matches!”
“Didn’t watch any of my matches?” Liu Zilang smiled. “So who was the one who wanted to punch me if I lost?”
“Since when I did I say that?” Zhang Xiaotong was genuinely confused.
“Heheh, luckily I saved the evidence.” Liu Zilang had a smug look on his face.
He pulled out his smartphone and then searched for the message. He then placed it on the coffee table in front of the sofa.
Zhang Xiaotong saw how confident Liu Zilang was. After hesitating for a while, she leaned over to take a look.
Misaka Mikoto looked at Liu Zilang and then at Zhang Xiaotong. Curiosity overcame her as she leaned closer to Liu Zilang to take a look.
“(ง•̀_•́)ง”!
(ง•̀_•́)ง?
Zhang Xiaotong’s doubts were immediately cleared when she saw what it was. She clenched her fists tightly.
Whoos.h.!.+
She abruptly stood up without an expression on her face. Not giving Liu Zilang another look, she ran back into her bedroom.
Liu Zilang was already in ‘DEFCON 1’ after seeing Zhang Xiaotong clench her fists. He immediately sat up straight.
He saw that his opponent was leaving the battle and was confused. “That can’t be… I won the tournament, and she still wants to punch me?” he said while scratching the back of his head.
Misaka Mikoto looked pitifully at Liu Zilang and then sighed before she said matter-of-factly, “s.h.i.+fu… you’re beyond redemption…”
‘I’m beyond redemption?’
Liu Zilang seemed to have an inkling of what she was saying.
However, to protect his dignity as the master, he delivered a knock onto Misaka Mikoto’s skull.
“Ah! Ah! Ouch! Ouch!”
(ಥ_ಥ)
“Who’s beyond redemption?” Liu Zilang’s face was grim.
“Me, me, me!” Misaka Mikoto raised her hand.
“Lazing around after reaching home. Have you forgotten your duties?” Liu Zilang said seriously, “Quick, unpack the luggage, mop the floors, do the laundry, make dinner, and warm the bed…”
“Warm the bed?” Misaka Mikoto looked at Liu Zilang with curious eyes.
“Ahem…” Liu Zilang held a fist in front of his mouth as he coughed. “That was a slip-up. I mean, do whatever you’re required to do…”
“Oh, oh!” Misaka Mikoto nodded urgently and then ran back into her room with her luggage.
Liu Zilang felt a little sore after seeing their closed bedroom doors.
He stood up and adjusted his trousers.
Creak!
The front entrance opened again.
Liu Zilang turned around and saw w.a.n.g Qianqian entering, she was clutching her handbag.
“That was fast! Wasn’t there some meeting for a new initiative?” Liu Zilang asked casually.
“What’s the most important thing in the 21st century?” w.a.n.g Qianqian retorted as she took off her shoes at the entrance.
“… Talent?” Liu Zilang was reminded of a movie.
“Wrong.” w.a.n.g Qianqian snapped her fingers and smiled. “Efficiency.”
Liu Zilang did not know how to reply her.
After a while, he continued asking, “So what’s the result of the meeting? I’m guessing it’s about me?”
“Aren’t you a smart little boy.”
w.a.n.g Qianqian smiled elegantly. There was no need to keep secrets from Liu Zilang.
“We’re planning on a voting campaign called ‘the Four Heavenly Chicken Kings of Douyu’. Fans can buy presents and glowsticks to show support toward their favorite streamers.”
“Four Heavenly… Chicken Kings?” Liu Zilang’s face darkened. Who the h.e.l.l had come up with the name?
“I came up with the name. Not bad, right?”
w.a.n.g Qianqian was brisk in her tone of voice. She sounded arrogant, even.
Liu Zilang was not in the mood to criticize her. He vaguely replied, “Um… well, maybe… at least it doesn’t sound like a total trainwreck.”
“…” w.a.n.g Qianqian’s face darkened.