You Boys Play Games Very Well

Chapter 18
Ling Meng’s broadcast room was called “Live streaming is not easy, often go back to look at my Daddy’s house”, which reflected the strong Lemon Dad personality style. Before the scheduled broadcast time, a group of idlers came in to save a seat and the barrage was neat and uniform:

— You boys play games very well~

Of course, there were occasionally formation wreckers:

— We boys play games very well!

And the new evil forces that emerged from yesterday’s match:

— Baby, are our boys playing games very well?

By the time that Ling Meng read these barrages, he scarcely knew the words boys, playing games, and very well.

“Brush something else, aren’t you tired of brushing the same sentence every day?”

When Ling Meng’s voice appeared in the broadcast room, the chat boiled with excitement and everyone chatted in a merry mood.

— Wouldn’t get tired after brushing Lemon Dad’s famous sayings ten thousand times!

— How could it be the same sentence? This is obviously three sentences!

— Actually, I am not a human being. I am a script that automatically brushes the barrage. You boys play games very well.

The broadcast room returned to a peaceful state. Lemon Daddy, who had just poked the bubbles instead of diving, suddenly feigned ignorance of where he had gone.

— Daddy wasn’t be scared away by us, will he?

— Our household’s first live broadcast, can you all gather together and give a little encouragement!

— I was wrong. Come back, Lemon Daddy. I turned off the script QAQ

“Hello, everyone.”

Ling Meng appeared again, the chat could no longer be described as boiling, the water friends had simply totally evaporated.

— Face cam, camera?!!

— Fuck, it’s really Lemon Dad?!

— Daddy said stream live – face cam wasn’t mentioned at all!

— Isn’t this forcing the Mang powder to jump the wall13?!

Ling Meng sat down, adjusting the camera angle while pretending to be calm. After all, this is his first live broadcast and tens of thousands of people had come in before it started. It would be a lie to say he was calm.

— Ao ao ao ao ao, how lovely~~~~

— My Lemon Daddy is seventeen [meow meow]

— Looking at this face, it’s hard to reconcile it with the Lemon Daddy’s hospice care final words…

“Welcome to my broadcast room. I thought it’d be possible to sign up like Weibo, I didn’t expect there would be so many verification procedures… If it hadn’t been for someone’s backdoor influence, the first live stream would have been out the window.”

— Key point: Someone’s backdoor influence [ Smile]

— Someone with Fighting Cat backdoor influence, it’s impossible to guess who it is [Smile]

Ling Meng deliberately screened out that rhythmic barrage and responded to some insignificant comments:

“I’m really an adult, I’m 19 years old right now. Not lying to you….I’m not going to post my ID online…. From childhood until now, I’ve looked about the same.

“No beauty face filter. When I went to buy a camera today, the store owner said that it would cost a hundred extra for the beauty function, so I bought an ordinary one.

“What is my skin care routine? Is it not okay to bask in the sun?…My dimple is all natural, not added….it’s not a scar….why is it only on one side? How should I know.

“Yeah, I’m a southerner. Now I’m studying in north Hebei, everyone here is very tall.”

Someone took the lead in brushing a gift and Ling Meng rubbed the tip of his nose, leaned in, and carefully read the names that popped up on the screen.

“Thanks LoveLifeLoveLemon for the cat food.

“Thanks to Xyle…for the canned cat food.

“Thank you, Mu…what is this word? For sending the catnip.

“…slow down, I can’t read it.”

— 233333 so meng14

— I never imagined that Lemon Dad would have this painting style15 [laughing through tears]

— Black powder turning, passer-by becoming powder, powder becoming extreme powder!16

— Lemon Dad, don’t be afraid to play! The lemon’s live stream, look at the little meng!

— You don’t have to read every word. This kind of Lemon Dad is making me laugh out loud.

The news of Lemon Dad’s live stream spread by word of mouth to hundreds and thousands, and the number of people in the broadcast room quickly broke through 200,000. Ling Meng had been lurking in Mang God’s broadcast room for a month so he knew the anchor had several routines and skills, but he didn’t expect it to be easy to watch and so difficult to do. Not everyone could talk and laugh in front of hundreds of thousands of people.

“Welcome, everyone, to my live stream,” Ling Meng was nervous and stuttered.

— Don’t be nervous, hahaha.

— Caring for the new anchor is everyone’s responsibility.

— I want to see Lemon Daddy recite five hundred lines of hospice care.

— 6666 this guy is passable.

Ling Meng was a little nervous and a bit angry, so he blew his cheeks up as was his habit, shifting the air from left to right and back, waiting for someone to wind up the barrage with another topic of discussion.

Unexpectedly, everyone saw him making faces and frantically started brushing meng meng meng.

— Spitting up meng!

— Spitting up meng blood!

— Vomitting meng!

— Pass the microphone to the vomiting bro!

“Don’t brush that I’m meng again,” Ling Meng bared his teeth. “Actually, I’m super fierce.”

— So fierce that it scares the baby.

— New-SuperFierce.jpg get!

— You want to scare me to death to inherit my Imperial Eagle, right?

“Is talking about health topics not good, I’m determined to become a clear stream anchor.”

— Health ♂ well-being ♂ word ♂ topics.

— So it turns out this is a men’s healthcare talk show /leans on cheek

— Mang God will also rechristen himself as a clear stream?

Housekeeper Mangosteen: The first broadcast of Little Lemon and already getting ready for the chat ban meal package.

–Meow meow meow?

— Since when was there another housekeeper in the room? Isn’t this ID a little familiar?

— The housekeeper didn’t even deliver a cat climbing tree? We won’t give in to the anchor.

— Raising my hand: What is the chat ban meal package?

Housekeeper Mangosteen: One hour for forbidden words plus a one hour ban in my broadcast room, one ban get one free offer, you’re welcome to experience it.

— Oh, we don’t want this kind of offer [smile]

— Lemon Dad is a good MAN, Lemon Dad is super fierce, and Lemon Dad is a clear stream [clever child]

“Can you go back to your own room,” Ling Meng pushed him out, “Are you still in the mood here?”

Housekeeper Mangosteen: I’m broadcasting live.

“What are you broadcasting live?”

Housekeeper Mangosteen: Hosting. (broadcasting Ling Meng’s stream)

Ling Meng: 凸

— Oh my god, clear stream anchor showed the middle finger!

— Oh my god, the clear stream anchor answered the porn anchor with a middle finger! Bad, bad!

— Clear stream anchor, you have to adhere to yourself, don’t be led down the path of evil porn!

“I didn’t want to make him a housekeeper. I only learned after the fact that the backdoor influence would require a price.” If it hadn’t been necessary to apply 24-hours in advance for a live broadcast, Ling Meng wouldn’t have gone to Shan Zhu for help. Shan Zhu was a contracted anchor, knowing the inside staff at Fighting Cat. So the broadcast room had been opened and there also had been a housekeeper attached.

— (Small Strokes) that’s right, to use the backdoor influence, you have to pay with the back door!

[Announcement] Housekeeper Mangosteen banned the user, Small Strokes, for one hour.

— First blood!

— Congratulations on the first kill!

— Achievement earned [The First Man Banned in Lemon Dad’s Room]

Shan Zhu smirked and brushed ten cat climbing trees for Ling Meng so that he sat at the top of list of poop-scooping officials17, causing dissatisfaction.

— This cat climbing tree was clearly sent by me to Mang God the day before yesterday and you’ve used the gift I gave to you to treat another anchor!

— Powder turn to black powder, black powder turns black brain powder! (opposite meaning as before)

— Shock! Porn anchor and clear stream anchor actually conduct this kind of transaction openly…

— You have the capability to brush cat climbing trees and cat courtyards! Send a big house!

Housekeeper Mangosteen: I will send the courtyard when someone outstrips me.

“It’s all from your powder girlfriends, I don’t want it.”

— Powder girlfriend 233, I smell strong lemon vinegar.

— Don’t cry, your boyfriend powder will also give it to you.

“I don’t have that kind of powder, I only have black powder.”

— (LoveLifeLoveLemon) No! You still have me! I am your mother barrier powder!

“What is mother barrier powder?”

— (LoveLifeLoveLemon) Like a mother cares for an idiot child, I care for your powder!

[Announcement] Housekeeper Mangosteen banned user LoveLifeLoveLemon for one hour.

LoveLifeLoveLemon couldn’t enter the barrage and brushed 99 cat food in angry protest.

A robust man appeared behind Ling Meng and, at a glance, Shan Zhu recognized him as Ling Meng’s roommate, Huo LongGuo.

— Someone is in Lemon Daddy’s room!

— What? Cohabitation with Lemon Dad?

His roommate bent down and adjusted his hair in front of Ling Meng’s camera. Ling Meng didn’t respond as if he hadn’t seen it.

“Since we don’t want to talk about healthy topics, let’s play the game.” Ling Meng opened the game client.

— Wait a minute! Who’s behind you, can’t you see him?

The client was LOADING and the roommate started doing the Ghost Step Dance18, moving at a demon’s speed, but Ling Meng was indifferent to the sight.

— Can Lemon Daddy really not see it? I have to laugh, how is Lemon Daddy so calm?

— Laughing, laughing, and now suddenly shivering.

— Lemon Dad, do you know there’s a spirit behind you?

— Real men never look back.

Even Shan Zhu’s roommate heard the news and started watching Ling Meng’s live stream.

“Are they really our classmates? That’s really sick, hahahaha.”

“Well, it’s in the next dormitory over.” Shan Zhu smiled.

“I’ll have to stay away to keep from being infected.”

Ling Meng hesitated for a moment on the interface to choose the battle mode and received a team invitation from Mangosteen.

[Private chat] Mangosteen: Does the Three Kingdoms model work?

Ling Meng was a bit hesitant. The Three Kingdoms model was prone to a dead game, often at an impasse for a long time.

[Private chat] Mangosteen: Today’s daily task.

As soon as he heard it was the daily challenge, Ling Meng accepted it. There were only the two of them in the room.

“Wait as I get a few more people.” Shan Zhu opened the room’s voice chat and the audience in Ling Meng’s broadcast room also heard Mang God’s voice.

— Opening a 1/1 room every day

— Are you not afraid of the chat ban meal package?

— Silly, the housekeeper has returned to his own broadcast room, we can let loose.

Ling Min, watching out for an eye-catching barrage explosion, suddenly felt that it was necessary to recruit a few more reliable housekeepers.

Shan Zhu’s friends came in one after another, all Fighting Cat anchors.

“Today is Lemon’s first live stream. Let’s do the Three Kingdoms model.”

The old veteran anchors knew Mang God was helping the new anchor with growing grass (fans). Together, the five of them added up to at least a one million audience base.

“No problem, I’ll group with Lemon Dad.”

“I’ll be with him, you form your own team.”

“Overbearing.”

“Cruel.”

“Ruthless.”

“Caw caw.”

Shan Zhu ignored them, saying to Ling Meng: “Baby, choose yellow.”

“Why, I like blue.” Ling Meng deliberately acted against his wishes and chose the blue team. Another fast anchor, AnchorA, immediately grabbed the place on the Blue team.

Shan Zhu was the room master. He changed the Ling Meng to the Yellow Team without hesitation and stuffed the weakest comedian anchor, AnchorB, into the Blue Team. The remaining two chose the Red Team.

“Now you’ve exposed your shady nature19,” AnchorA argued.

“The lemon is not yellow, the Qing dynasty has already perished1, begin.”