Chapter 214 - 211: Tang Sanlang’s Live Stream
’Huh, why is Fourth Bro suddenly calling?’
Ye Xing swiped his phone screen and answered the call.
"Hey, Third Bro, where are you?" It was Fourth Bro, Zheng Yiming, on the line.
"At an internet cafe."
"An internet cafe? Playing games?"
"Mhm, League of Legends."
"League of Legends? Hahaha! You’re a Bronze scrub! You dare play League without us to carry you? You must be getting completely wrecked!"
"Er, you wanna play a game?"
"Sure, but I’ve gotta call First Bro and Second Bro. I can’t let you drag me down all by yourself, hehe. If you’re going to be dead weight, you might as well drag them down with us!"
"..." Ye Xing was speechless.
"By the way, Third Bro, did anyone call you today looking for a doctor?" Zheng Yiming suddenly asked.
"Hmm? I got a call from an unknown number a little while ago. How’d you know?" Ye Xing asked.
"Of course I know. It was me who gave them your number, ha," Zheng Yiming laughed sheepishly. "Here’s what happened: this afternoon, two guys suddenly showed up at my clinic asking for your number. And do you know who they were? Major big shots. I recognized one of them—the Director of Fu City’s Public Health Department. I didn’t recognize the other guy, but he’s definitely no small fry either. If you can cure their family member, you’ll have it made, man! I guarantee the benefits will be massive."
"Not interested. I hung up on them," Ye Xing said.
"Holy shit! Is it that you can’t cure them, or you just don’t want to?"
"If you want to treat an illness, you go find a doctor. I’m not a doctor, so what the hell am I supposed to treat? Besides, if I actually agreed, what happens when a ton of people start showing up at my door? I’d be running all over the place!"
"This is different. These two are really important people. If you can cure their relative, they’ll owe you a huge favor. If you ever need anything in the future, it’ll be easy to ask them."
"Let’s drop it. I’m about to start the next match. So, are you in or not?"
"Alright, alright, alright! I’ll call First Bro and Second Bro right now!" Zheng Yiming immediately called Lin Guishan and Xiao Lihong.
Their ’First Bro’, Lin Guishan, had something come up and couldn’t make it. But ’Second Bro’, Xiao Lihong, was online. So, the three of them partied up and got on voice chat.
"Third Bro, I hear you’re doing pretty well for yourself lately! You’ve gotta give your brother here a leg up!" The voice of their ’Second Bro’, Xiao Lihong, came through the headset.
"Hm, it’s alright. Just getting by. What about you? How’s the screenwriting gig going?"
"Ugh, don’t even mention it. This industry is tough to break into, and since I’m just starting out, I’m hitting dead ends everywhere. How about I just go sell fish with you instead? What do you say?"
"..." Ye Xing was silent.
"Haha, you’re hilarious, Second Bro. But seriously, if you went to work with Third Bro, you’d definitely do better than messing around on your own. Third Bro’s coattails are long and thick. Just grab on and you’ll be set for life," Zheng Yiming chuckled.
The three of them chatted as they logged into the game.
Xiao Lihong and Zheng Yiming weren’t half-bad. They were both in Platinum—one in Platinum I and the other in Platinum II, which made them pretty high-skilled players.
After they each selected their champion, the game began. A pleasant chime sounded as they arrived on Summoner’s Rift.
Then, just as he had before, Ye Xing began his rampage.
"Double Kill!" "Triple Kill!" "Quadra Kill!" "Penta Kill!"
The booming announcements echoed in their headsets one after another.
"Peach Garden Lone Star Sword is on a Killing Spree!" "Peach Garden Lone Star Sword is Rampaging!" "Peach Garden Lone Star Sword is Dominating!" "Peach Garden Lone Star Sword is Godlike!" "Peach Garden Lone Star Sword is Legendary!"
"Holy shit! Holy shit! He’s insane! Third Bro is going completely ballistic!"
"Damn, my eyes! I can’t believe what I’m seeing! The enemy team is getting absolutely stomped."
"They surrendered! Hahaha, it’s barely the twenty-minute mark and they’ve already surrendered!"
"That was so fucking awesome! It’s off the charts!"
Xiao Lihong and Zheng Yiming were completely floored. In their minds, Ye Xing was the epitome of a Bronze-league scrub—an absolute noob. How had he transformed into a Master-tier player in the blink of an eye?
"Actually, this is my true strength. What do you think? Pretty amazing, huh!"
Ye Xing said smugly, feeling a deep sense of vindication. Back in college, these two had constantly made fun of his skills. Finally shutting them up was incredibly satisfying.
"Third Bro! Bro! Please carry us! I want to get to Diamond!" Xiao Lihong was the first one to start sucking up.
"Carry me too!" Zheng Yiming quickly chimed in.
"Alright. Diamond’s nothing. Leave it to me!"
So, the three continued to queue up together. In just four hours, they had already won four games in a row.
In every single match, Ye Xing’s "Peach Garden Lone Star Sword" was the undisputed MVP. His stats were just insane.
Ye Xing shot up from Bronze Two all the way to Gold Five. Zheng Yiming was promoted from Platinum Two to Platinum One, and Xiao Lihong successfully broke through from Platinum One into Diamond.
As their ranks climbed, the opponents they were matched against grew progressively stronger.
... ...
Tang Sanlang was one of the ten most popular gaming streamers on the Douyu platform. Hundreds of thousands of viewers were in his stream room watching him live. Tonight, it was once again time for his gaming stream.
"Good evening, everyone! This is Sanlang, and it’s time to stomp some noobs! Let’s get it, my brothers and sisters! Brother Lang is here to carry you and make you look good!" Tang Sanlang yelled to the hundreds of thousands of viewers in his stream.
"Brother Lang is a beast!"
"Carry me, Brother Lang!"
"Brother Lang, I want to have your babies!"
"I love you, Brother Lang! Here, have some Fishballs!"
Seeing the screen flooded with donations and comments, Tang Sanlang grinned, moved his mouse to the League of Legends icon, and started the game stream.
He entered the League of Legends client, selected his champion, and went to the loading screen.
The screen displayed two rows of champions: the red team and the blue team, with five players on each side.
"Riding the waves, wild and free, call me Tang Sanlang! And with my ID, ’Streamer Tang Sanlang,’ the hype will never end!"
"Oh, and by the way, we have a new teammate today, ’Little Knife Fei Li.’ You guys probably don’t recognize the name, hehe. Take a guess who it is!" Tang Sanlang said.
Instantly, the viewers began spamming the chat with guesses. A flood of comments filled the screen, mostly naming other famous streamers and pro players.
"Whoa, someone actually got it right! Not bad, not bad!" Tang Sanlang said, surprised. He announced loudly, "’Little Knife Fei Li’ is none other than ’Big Flying Saber’ from the Wild Leopard Team!"
"Holy shit, it’s really ’Big Flying Saber’!"
"Brother Lang is incredible! He even got Brother Dao to play!"
"The best ADC on the Wild Leopard Team! Brother Dao is my idol!"
"Brother Dao is a beast!" "Brother Lang is a beast!"
The viewers roared with excitement. The hype was through the roof, and donations poured in continuously as lines of text and scrolling comments flashed madly across the screen.
The Wild Leopard Team was one of the top professional teams in the country, with a formidable reputation and countless fans.
Big Flying Saber, in particular, was wildly popular. Thanks to his keen game sense and sharp mechanics, he had single-handedly turned the tide in several crucial matches, making a huge name for himself.
"Alright, let’s check out the enemy team’s names!" Tang Sanlang said. "We have Shadow 999, Jade-faced Little White Rabbit, Peach Garden Lone Star Sword, Peach Garden Profound Sword, and Peach Garden Xiao Jianjian. Haha, looks like we’ve got the Three Musketeers of Peach Garden."
"Haha, a trio of clowns!"
"Brother Lang! Brother Dao! Crush them!"
"No doubt about it, this is going to be a total stomp. Have fun destroying them!"
The viewers in the stream all typed in agreement as rows of comments popped up on the screen.
"Alright, we’re about to start! The loading bar is at ninety-eight percent. Just watch how Brother Dao and I completely dominate these guys!" Tang Sanlang said, his face full of confidence.