Chapter 103: The Collapsing Female Fan

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After the girl said that, she left.
Hearing her words, the audience in the live room was in stitches.

Meng Yihang: “What? Why are you still chasing after me?”
Meng Yihang: “I already said no to you. Why won’t you stop following me?”
“It’s not the worst thing to be rejected. What hurts is having someone near you get accepted.”
“She’s funny, this girl. I added you as a friend—just reject her.”

“……”

At this point Jiang Yun looked over at Meng Yihang as well.
“Um, bro, show your payment code. I’ll transfer ten thousand yuan to comfort you.”

Jiang Yun couldn’t bear to push things further. He was afraid Meng Yihang might completely break down if he did.
Let this ten thousand be a kind of consolation prize.

On hearing that, even Meng Yihang’s stiff face relaxed a little. He took out his phone and showed his QR code.

[WeChat payment: 10,000 yuan.]

When the money came in, a faint smile finally appeared on his face. He said to Jiang Yun, “Thanks, Yunzi bro.”

Jiang Yun smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and said,
“Too bad—if the girl you had a crush on hadn’t rejected you, you’d have shared this ten thousand with her. Or if the girl just now had accepted you, you could have shared your happiness with someone too.”

Meng Yihang: ………

“Isn’t that enough? Why are you still chasing me as well?”

The delight of having received ten thousand yuan disappeared from Meng Yihang’s face again. He opened his mouth as if he had something to tell Jiang Yun, but when he saw the camera by Jiang Yun’s side, he quietly left.

The stream audience teased on.

“That ten thousand wasn’t exactly joyful to take.”
“In a way, it’s still hard-earned money.”
“Honestly, if Yunzi bro hadn’t paid, I think he’d have completely cracked.”
“Top floor, your heart is really dark, just like your Piyanzi.”
“.........”

After Meng Yihang walked away, Jiang Yun said to the viewers:
“Alright, brothers, let’s look for the next target. Who knows if anyone today can take ten thousand from me by passing the challenge.”

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No sooner had Jiang Yun finished than, before he could even begin searching for the next target, an excited voice came from nearby.

“Yunzi bro!”

He looked over and saw a tall, cool-dressed girl running toward him.
His eyes brightened. “Hey, a girl fan!”

Although Jiang Yun had already co-streamed with many girl fans, this was the first time he saw one in person, so he was a little surprised.

The girl reached him and smiled: “Yunzi bro, can I join the challenge?”
“Of course. You must have come here looking for me, right?”
“Yep.”

She nodded. “I happened to be shopping nearby and saw your livestream, so I came to find you.”

“Fine, same rules. From one to ten, except for number four, which the last brother picked, you can choose any.”

She pouted and thought for a moment. “Then I’ll choose five.”
Jiang Yun glanced at the challenge marked five and lifted an eyebrow. “That challenge has a few conditions. First, tell me where you’re from.”
“Where I’m from?” She squinted at him. “I’m your crush.”

She even made a little heart sign at him.
Jiang Yun: ……

“Don’t make this awkward. I mean it seriously.”
“I’m local.”

“Good. Your challenge is to eat one meal with me from another province. You can choose any of these: Shandong, Anhui, Zhejiang, Jiangsu, Guizhou, or Guangdong. Name your choice.”

She narrowed her eyes. “Yunzi bro, I’m your hardcore fan—I know your taste so well. It’ll surely be odd, strange foods from other provinces. But you shouldn’t pick Guizhou. Since we’re both Southwest F4, I don’t think they have weird things—at worst it’s just zhergen. I choose Guizhou!”

Her voice was full of confidence.

At once Jiang Yun’s smile bloomed to the fullest, and a flicker of unease passed through the girl.
Before she could say anything, Jiang Yun said excitedly,
“Great! Congratulations—you chose Guizhou cow-breath hotpot!”

The girl: “!”

Now, this is the internet era; many foods are things people may have seen online but never eaten.
The reputation of cow-breath hotpot needs no introduction.
It may sound rude to say it out loud, but in most people’s minds, that thing is not food at all.
It’s one of those “you do you if you eat it; I absolutely won’t.”

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By then the girl’s face was almost like she was crying.
“Yunzi bro, I have your level-nine fan badge. Can I switch?”

She hurriedly pulled out her phone, entered Jiang Yun’s livestream room, and displayed her level-nine fan badge.
Seeing this, Jiang Yun muttered and smiled: “So you are really a true fan.” He had only been live on TikTok for a few days; having a level-nine fan badge at this point was proof enough.

For a true fan, Jiang Yun was naturally willing to give one more chance.

“Alright then, choose another province and decide carefully.”

Hearing this, the girl began to think seriously.

“First, Guangdong. I’ve traveled there, and there are lots of things I can’t get used to; plus you’ll pick weird stuff, so I won’t challenge it.
Second, Shandong. I’ve been there too, and there were many dishes I couldn’t tolerate.
That leaves Anhui, Jiangsu, and Zhejiang… hmm… Zhejiang. The food there might be somewhat not very good, but not too bizarre. I think I can handle it.”

After all that analysis, she selected what she believed to be the safest answer.
But Jiang Yun’s next words sent her into a collapse.

“Great, then congratulations—you chose Zhejiang child-egg!”
“Child… child-egg!!!”

As the name suggests, child-egg is an egg made from a boy’s urine.
This is something many locals themselves don’t even eat!

Seeing how close she was to breaking down, Jiang Yun added,
“Cow-breath hotpot or child-egg—choose one!”
Her head shook like a wind-up toy. “I don’t want to eat either.”

“Twenty thousand!”
Jiang Yun held up two fingers. “Finish it and you get twenty thousand.”

After a long silence, she bit her lip and said, “I choose child-egg.”

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