Chapter 30 Jiang Yun: I...

“Apologize? Do I have a habit of being early?” Jiang Yun looked at the camera in the streaming room with utter disdain. “Do you even understand what it means to be a top streamer? A streamer with a million followers—do you comprehend that? You want me to apologize? Are you even worthy?”

Seeing Jiang Yun’s arrogant demeanor, the chat immediately erupted with question marks.

“????”
“Huh? Didn’t see you being this cocky yesterday!”
“Alright, alright, so you’re this arrogant, huh? Guys, let’s unfollow the streamer! Let him wake up a bit.”
“A million? Look again—isn’t it down to 990,000?”
“Just a million followers and you dare to act this arrogant?”
“......”

Modern netizens lack many things, but rebelliousness isn’t one of them.

Witnessing Jiang Yun’s ‘arrogance,’ the viewers decided on the spot to teach him a lesson!

Egged on by the crowd, Jiang Yun’s freshly broken million followers started dropping at a rate visible to the naked eye.

In less than a minute, over thirty thousand were gone!

“Hey, hey, hey, wait! Wait! My husband... no, I was wrong!” Seeing his fans pull this stunt again, Jiang Yun had no choice but to back down. “Sorry, I apologize, alright? I apologize, I apologize, I shouldn’t have been so late. To make it up to you, I’ll stream five extra minutes tonight.”

As soon as Jiang Yun apologized, the lost followers instantly bounced right back.

“That’s more like it!”
“Nice, feels good, feels good.”
“Did I just hear the streamer say ‘wait, my husband’?”
“Oh? Streamer, you’ve watched it too?”
“Hey, the guy upstairs, you’ve watched it too?”
“.......”

As the chat’s direction started to get weird, Jiang Yun spoke up. “Alright, today’s stream officially begins. We’ve been connecting mics for two days straight; today, let’s play some games. I just played all night with Dumb Girl and the others, so I don’t feel like streaming anything else.”

With that, Jiang Yun opened up LOL, ready to draw lots and play games as usual.

But the viewers weren’t having it.

“Huh? Are we here to watch you play games?”
“Streamer, hand on your heart—are we really here to watch you play games?”
“Did you connect with fans on your own initiative, or did we force you to?”
“I’ve prepared my script for three days, just waiting for Brother Yun to draw me, and now you’re saying you won’t connect?”

“Hey, the guy upstairs, is the ‘draw’ you’re talking about legit?”
“......”

But no matter what the fans said, Jiang Yun insisted on opening the stream’s lottery.

“Brothers, it’s a free lottery, join in. If you win, send me your account backstage, I’ll play for you live, any rank goes.”

As soon as Jiang Yun finished speaking, the chat was filled with gift effects.

Jiang Yun glanced at the screen. “Thanks to [Draw Me, Brother Yun] for the super fire, thanks for the super fire.”

Seeing this ID, Jiang Yun sighed. “Draw, draw, draw... I really don’t get what you all want, connecting mics with me—does it take you to heaven? Always wanting to connect.”

He then opened the fan connection and invited the viewer who sent the gift.

“Hey, hey, hey, what’s up, I’m drawing you now, so what are you gonna do!” As soon as the mic connected, Jiang Yun arrogantly addressed the fan.

“Hey, hey, hey, Brother Yun, can you hear me?” It was a male fan, and Jiang Yun could tell just from his accent that he was from the southwest—more precisely, Sichuan or Chongqing.

People from Sichuan and Chongqing can easily distinguish each other’s Mandarin.

“I can hear you. You’d rather spend super fire just to connect with me—what do you want? Borrow money?” Jiang Yun laughed.

The viewers burst into laughter at his words.

“Alright, alright, Brother Yun, you really think you’re a big streamer now, huh?”
“To be honest, the path to becoming a top streamer inevitably involves being scammed out of a few million by fans under the guise of borrowing money.”
“Treasure Bro: Feeling personally attacked, thanks!”
“Brother Yun’s words remind me of a certain chubby streamer who had a fan show up at his house.”
“Teacher Piao: Who are you implying, upstairs?”
“......”

Anyone familiar with the streaming industry knows.

Every top streamer on any platform, fans have added them in all sorts of ways—then asked to borrow money.

They say it’s borrowing, but none has ever paid back.

The most notorious is Teacher Piao, who had a fan show up at his house.

Woke up to find an extra person at home...

As for types like [Draw Me, Brother Yun], sending super fire just to connect—there are plenty.

They state their purpose in their ID, send gifts to get the streamer’s attention, and finally morally pressure the streamer in front of the whole chat...

But Jiang Yun wasn’t fazed at all.

Because he had no morals—so he wasn’t afraid of being held hostage.

Luckily, [Draw Me, Brother Yun] didn’t ask to borrow money.

“No, Brother Yun, I simply wanted to connect and have you bless me.”

“Bless you?” Jiang Yun’s eyes flashed with confusion. “Bro, what do you want me to bless you for? Newlyweds?”

“Brother Yun, I’m actually from Chengdu too. I recently got promoted to manager of our department, so I wanted you to bless me.”

“Oh~” Jiang Yun’s expression lit up in understanding, then he offered his blessing: “Bro, I wish you a bright future and ever-rising fortunes, may your career shine ever brighter! May every season be as splendid as spring, may spring breeze, spring rain, and spring spirit fill your days, may luck overflow through the world, may your path be blessed with genuine friendships, may doors of cooperation open for you, may we jointly nurture the roots of enterprise, may you achieve success in your career and everything flow smoothly...”

Having spent two thousand just to hear a blessing, Jiang Yun was anything but stingy—he rattled off every blessing phrase he could think of.

The fan replied contentedly, “Thank you, Brother Yun! I hope to pass my good luck on to you. Now that I’ve been promoted, you can absorb my promotion energy, so your future will be as smooth as mine, okay?”

“Of course... hmm???” Jiang Yun hadn’t thought much about it, about to agree, but his quick reflexes suddenly sensed something wasn’t right.

“What did you just say—absorb your what?” He looked at the fan with a strange expression.

The fan calmly repeated, “I got promoted, so I want to pass my promotion luck to you. Please absorb my promotion energy—is something wrong?”

Making sure he hadn’t misheard, Jiang Yun’s face instantly fell.

“I’ll absorb your ********”

Just now, Jiang Yun had recited every blessing he could think of in his life.

And now, he rattled off every curse word he could muster!

Watching Jiang Yun’s furious reaction, the chat was in stitches.

“Hahahaha, connecting mics really delivers results!”
“Two thousand bucks just for that line—Brother Yun’s fans are hardcore!”
“Gender correct, address correct, request correct!”
“This is the ultimate tolerance of Chengdu—love it, love it!”
“Brother Yun played with Dumb Girl for hours without breaking, but a fan’s single sentence did it!”
“...........”

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