PUBG Online Romance of the Century Chapter 45 - The game is almost done

Chapter 45 - The game is almost done

Edited by Divetus and Noks

If they hadn’t mentioned it, Yu Yan would have almost forgotten about the notice. He didn’t expect it to be brought up again.

Yu Yan said, “But…”

Lulu cheered up. “That’s right, that’s right! At that time, banana’s face looked terrible hahaha. He still stubbornly refused to admit his mistake. He said that he didn’t exactly state that Yu Yan was botting and told stream followers to not spread gossip about him. Watching that happen back then, I can’t even begin to tell you how refres.h.i.+ng I found it. I wanted to run over and spam Yu Yan with meteor showers!”

Yu Yan said, “No need…”

Tuantuan interrupted, “So that’s to say, Administrator 03 still lurks in Xiao Yan’s stream every day?”

Yu Yan tried to say, “I’m not…”

“Yes. He even personally takes action to ban people!” Lulu had the final say. “Xiao Yan’s backstage supporter is awesome ya!”

Yu Yan interjected, “I don’t have…”

“Don’t worry, we’re not looking down on you.” Tuantuan said, “This is such a big advantage ah! I’ll properly fawn upon you now, so, in the future, you must protect me if someone tries to mess with me.”

Yu Yan was speechless and wanted to tearlessly cry.

After they stopped talking, Sheepy also sent him a friend request. Yu Yan stared at the request for a long time, not knowing whether to accept or reject it. He was afraid that the other party also thought that he had some backstage supporter, and had specifically run over to beg him for help… Wouldn’t that be really awkward?

Fortunately, after Yu Yan accepted his friend request, the other party just said h.e.l.lo to him and didn’t say anything more.

He exited QQ and switched back to Weibo to look at the post. There were basically two groups under the official StarTV Weibo: one group consisted of banana fans, who were constantly taunting others with their chins pointed nearly at the sky; the other group was shouting “StarTV is a bottomless pit of corruption”, meaning that they firmly weren’t convinced with StarTV’s response and wanted the platform to show evidence from the inspection.

The two sides were even for now. As for the att.i.tude of StarTV’s administration—it didn’t look like they were going to spend any more effort on this matter.

Yu Yan sighed.

If it was as Sheepy had said—that banana had fooled the ma.s.ses, had a backstage supporter, and had already been designated to win the Best Anchor of the Year award behind the scenes… then laoshu was probably also the same.

Then, his anchor sponsors.h.i.+p program and the Kills King of the Year award were also bottomless pits of corruption.

Although he didn’t have much hope to begin with, he still felt very uncomfortable having this piece of knowledge in his heart.

However, this was just the way the world was. It was never fair; he knew that all too well.

It was just, every time he ran into this kind of thing, he was still unwilling to accept it.

Forget it.

He put his cellphone beside his pillow, pulled the quilt over his head, closed his eyes, and forced himself to go to sleep.

Two minutes later, he tossed the quilt off, turned over to pick up his cellphone again, and opened WeChat.

The stickied chat’s last response was still from yesterday. It was the “Okay, then next time ba”, which he had sent. Up until now, he still hadn’t received a reply.

He hadn’t played any matches with 1 all week, and they had even chatted less.

He opened the chat box and was about to send another message, when the words below the name at the top suddenly transformed——

[The other party is typing]

Yu Yan’s eyes widened and he stopped his hand from sending the emoticon. He waited quietly.

Two minutes pa.s.sed.

Five minutes pa.s.sed.

Ten minutes…

Yu Yan couldn’t resist. He felt that there was something on 1’s mind that couldn’t be said, so he didn’t hesitate to open his keyboard and type—

Yu Yan: ?

The other side replied in about a second.

1: ?

Yu Yan: Are you still busy?

1: Done.

Yu Yan persisted with his efforts and asked: Then how about playing some matches together tomorrow?

Yi Chen hesitated for a while before replying: May not be free.

He was rejected again.

Yu Yan sighed and replied: Okay ba.

1: Why haven’t you slept yet?

Yu Yan: I’ll go to sleep now.

1: En.

Yu Yan: Wait!

1: ?

Yu Yan: If you’re not sleeping yet… Can I see the cat?

1: …

Looking at the ellipsis, Yu Yan’s heart sank. He slowly typed out: If not, that’s alright.

Before he could send the message though, his cellphone vibrated, and a video call request popped up.

He snapped out of it and immediately accepted the call request.

The enlarged face of a cat appeared. Yanyan blinked, and as always, b.u.mped the cellphone with his head.

“Don’t b.u.mp it.” The man’s voice was low and deep. It carried a trace of hoa.r.s.eness and a tone of helplessness. “Silly cat.”

Yu Yan felt that small amount of moodiness that he was wallowing in just now had been cured.

He stared at the cat and tried to peep at the cat’s owner from the empty corner beside the cat.

At the same time that Yu Yan was trying hard to peep at 1, 1 was also looking at him.

The light was very dim, as though only a bedside lamp had been turned on. The shadows fell on his face, contouring his facial features.

The anchor was wearing a white T-s.h.i.+rt like usual, and since he had just come out from under the quilt, his collar was a bit messy. From his perspective, he could clearly see Yu Yan’s high protruding collarbones.

Yi Chen had actually been busy this week. The project that he had been working on for several months had just been finalized. And because two projects were happening simultaneously, he had to run back and forth four times within these six days for back-to-back meetings. He had just returned home and the little anchor’s message had arrived before he could even take a bath.

He gently scratched the cat’s chin and asked, “Why don’t you talk? Have you gone silly?”

Yu Yan snapped out of his daze. “Ah… No, haven’t gone silly.”

This wasn’t considered silly?

Yi Chen chuckled and asked him, “You ended your stream so long ago, so why aren’t you sleeping yet?”

Yu Yan replied honestly, “Just ended a voice call. I was about to go to sleep but I suddenly… wanted to see the cat.”

“Voice call?” Yi Chen raised his eyebrows and stopped teasing the cat. “With whom?”

“Tuantuan and them.”

Yi Chen glanced at the time; it was already past midnight.

He was still voice chatting with other people when it was already this late?

The cat suddenly let out a soft meow. When his master released his grip, he turned around and jumped down.

Yu Yan had originally been looking left and right of the cat, but since there was nothing covering him now, he could see 1 more clearly.

Just as before, he saw black pants with white pinstripes, a slightly wrinkled s.h.i.+rt, and a big-name brand’s logo revealed on the belt.

1 was sitting casually but his suit pants stuck loosely to his body. Yu Yan could almost, at a glance, see some extraordinary undulating lines.

“…”

He really didn’t mean to, it was the angle that was too illegal.

The tips of his ears suddenly heated up, and he quickly moved his eyes away.

Yi Chen bent down and used his big hands to scoop up the fleeing cat again. “Silly cat, you’ll get lost if you run again.”

The cat seemed to understand. He immediately became obedient and sat still.

“He’s very well-behaved.” Yu Yan asked, “Are you planning to have him neutered?”

“You would have to ask him that.” Yi Chen lifted the cat’s chin with his index finger and asked him, “Silly cat, do you want to go out and find a little female cat?”

The cat was completely unaware that these two people were discussing his life affairs and just didn’t move at all. Yu Yan looked at it, laughed, and then reflexively opened his mouth, “Meow, want to find one.”

Yi Chen paused. “…”

“He’s just a cat. Don’t bully him, he can’t talk.” Yu Yan said, “I answered for him.”

Yi Chen looked at the person on the screen, raised his hand, and rubbed the cat’s head twice.

“… Want to find one?” He said, “I’ll take you to get castrated tomorrow.”

“…” So, exactly what was the point of your question?

Yi Chen laughed when he saw the other party’s speechless expression. He said seriously, “I’m usually very busy. It’s already almost too much to raise one of them, I don’t have enough energy to raise their children.”

After chatting some more, Yu Yan hung up the call. He only realised afterwards that they had actually talked for half an hour.

But if he had to recount what they had talked about, he unexpectedly wouldn’t have been able to say anything for a while.

He opened his video website’s favourites list, found his pre-sleep video, and casually clicked on the personal homepage of the video creator, PO.

Sure enough, the third part of the “Little Anchor and Big Boss” series had been uploaded.

Yu Yan was a conscientious PO follower. As he downloaded the new video, Yu Yan readily sent PO a few small gifts.

Yi Chen hung up the call, randomly dropped his cellphone on the table, picked up the cat, and then walked out.

As soon as he walked out of the room, he met Yi Ran who had just returned home from the outside.

“Ge, you still haven’t slept yet?” Yi Ran approached him and rubbed the cat’s chin.

“Take this silly cat to get neutered tomorrow.”

“Neutered? Ge, this is basically you killing him ah; you’re so cruel ba,” Yi Ran said.

“If he goes out and produces more cats, are you going to support those kittens?”

“Then neutering him is for the best ba. Having one to play with is enough, I couldn’t stand having more,” Yi Ran said. Then, as if he had detected something, he asked, “Ge, why do you keep calling it ‘silly cat’ recently? Doesn’t it have a name?”

Yi Chen put the cat down and let him scurry to the living room. “Changed it.”

“Oh… Why ah?”

Yi Chen didn’t answer. He turned away and went straight into his room.

After he left, Yi Ran picked up the cat and clicked his tongue. “My poor kitty. When he likes you, he calls you Yanyan; when he dislikes you, he calls you ‘silly cat’. It’s just how men are, and you have to learn this lesson eventually.”

—

The next day, Yu Yan felt that something was wrong as soon as he entered the stream.

After looking around for a bit, he discovered that the notice from Administrator 03 had disappeared.

[Why is the notice gone ah?]

[Could it be that the notice’s time limit has expired?]

[My a.s.s, it’s the StarTV staff who took it back, okay? The anchor’s previous match, where there were no gun sp.a.w.ns, happened because he was running a bot and that messed with the game. This should count as the ban hammer coming down, ba??]

[Previous messager, you should try and see if you can replicate that glitch then. If you running a bot messes up the game that badly, BlueHole should probably gtfo.]

Yu Yan said, “Don’t spam the barrage. I’ll ask the administrator about it.”

However, his words didn’t help the situation at all. The barrage was still lively and filled with quarrels.

As today was Wednesday, PUBG was undergoing its weekly maintenance. Yu Yan opened up the mahjong game in QQ. “Don’t quarrel. If you keep fighting, you’ll be banned by the mods. Today is maintenance day, so going to play two games of mahjong to build character.”

For his first mahjong match, he had a good set of tiles. It only took three turns before a notification popped up on the right side of the screen, indicating that he could complete a hand.

He clicked to dismiss the notification without hesitation and continued to play.

A bunch of question marks appeared in the barrage. He played his tile and said with a smile, “Not a winning hand. What’s the point of using a common hand? If we want to declare mahjong, we need to make it a high-scoring hand.”

[Don’t be so greedy ah. Quickly sober up. You’ll get 3000 mahjong beans!!]

“Enough.” Yu Yan said, “Watch me get a hand worth eight to ten times more points in this game.”

He held on until the last wall of mahjong tiles. He was missing the last piece in his honor tile set, the one that would clinch his high-scoring hand.

At this time, someone discarded the tile that was needed to complete his set.

[The game is almost done, just declare mahjong ba. Don’t wait anymore.]

Yu Yan resolutely clicked ‘dismiss’ on the chance to grab the tile and drew from the wall instead. It was the exact tile that he lacked; he actually completed the honor tile sets for his hand.

[???]

[It seems that the anchor is very good at playing mahjong. Do you accept apprentices?]

[So what if he could complete the honor tile sets? There are so few tiles left that the game is probably going to end without a winner.]

Yu Yan said in an undisciplined way, “I normally play games so well, yet how come I didn’t see anyone wanting me as their master then?”

The mahjong tiles on the screen decreased, until the last one to draw was approaching. Suddenly, a prompt popped out on the right—he would win with the last draw.

The barrage was immediately spammed with a bunch of 666s. Yu Yan laughed and was about to click “draw” when a notification suddenly appeared on the livestream page.

[1 has sent a meteor shower in Little Millet ya’s stream. 50 star boxes will be randomly dropped in the livestream!]

Yu Yan was stunned; his hand suddenly shook and he ended up clicking to “dismiss” the winning mahjong call.

The honor sets that he had been building throughout the course of the entire game had disappeared just like that.

—

Juurensha: Nooooo Boss Yi whyyyy. Don’t be immature just because you’re jealous! (Hopefully there’s a better explanation here for what’s going on…) Also a quick note: the terms for mahjong are a little vague because it seems the author herself isn’t exactly a mahjong player.

Divi: Boss Yi sending a meteor shower to another person sounds sketch!! Yanyan is going to be so out of it…

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