Chapter 72 - Where is the Romance Channel I Was So Eager To Roast? (1/2)

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation  Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

In the end, both players were suspended from competing for a month.

The league also revised its regulations to prohibit players from both sides from communicating through ingame chat.

“Smog?” Director Chen sneered coldly. “It seems that Shi Sui was Li Jianyu’s biggest trump card.”

Smog’s popularity was comparable to that of a high-traffic celebrity, but he was undoubtedly a time bomb.

The Xingchen live streaming app had strict restrictions regarding its hosts’ words and actions. The first offence would warrant a warning from the stream, the second means your broadcast room will be restricted, and the third offense means that your channel will be banned.

The length of the ban depends on the severity of the situation.

Director Chen once again began making small calculations in his heart again. Without saying too much, Smog only had to utter a few profanities, and he could reckon that “Two Under One Roof” would be banned until tomorrow.

If the stream is banned, won’t all the audience members flock to “Heartbeat”?

Yan Zhenhua and Yan Nai were prepared to leave, carrying bags of various sizes.

This included fruit wine, jam, chili oil… and various specialty produce from Little Rabbit Farm.

Reluctantly, Yan Zhenhua waved to Xiang Yi and Shi Sui.

Yan Nai pressed his lips together tightly as he played with his sleeves, secretly looking at Xiang Yi.

Accidently, he met Xiang Yi’s gaze. He quickly looked away, pretending nothing happened, but the red flush of his ears betrayed him.

“Here, this is for you.” A sweet and gentle female voice as clear as a mountain stream resounded.

Yan Nai blankly received the craft paper bag she handed to him.

“What’s this?”

“Strawberry seeds. Didn’t you want to plant stuff? This is pretty easy.”

Yan Nai was startled. It was just something he brought up casually, yet she had remembered…

This feeling of being seen and valued felt unprecedented to Yan Nai.

He knew his parents loved him very much, but they were often too busy to care about his sensitive little thoughts.

A strange sensation strummed at his heartstrings, as if it had been brushed lightly by a feather. It felt itchy.