Chapter 49 How is someone still bringing their face over to be slapped?

As soon as Xu Qingfeng put on his glasses, the popularity of his live broadcast room skyrocketed.

Viewers rushed to spread the news: "Quickly come, God Feng is wearing glasses!"
"Come out to watch the drama!"
"Hurry up, time for the show."
"Gold-rimmed glasses, the divine artifact appears!"

The stream's heat instantly surged past 200k+, demonstrating the terrifying magic of internet drama.

Xu Qingfeng waited for a moment, and then began his frantic output.

"The 'Find a Duet Partner' event today is very popular, and the host has also browsed quite a few young ladies'... ahem, family members' videos. You all sing really well, and some even sing better than the host. At that time, the host decided that we must pick the person who sings the best."

Xu Qingfeng wore an excited expression. "But there happen to be a few blind ones who tried to sleep their way to the top with the host, and some even tried to pull rank over the host. Family members? Is the host that kind of person?"

[Yes.]
[Your judgment of character is spot on.]
[Elaborate on the casting couch, please.]
[Hold on, let me grab some tissues.]

Xu Qingfeng's mouth twitched. "Can you guys turn any road into a racing track? Let's talk about serious business, serious business. The host is not that kind of person; I flatly rejected such backdoor behavior on the spot."

"The host has always emphasized that although the host isn't particularly wealthy, the host truly hates taking the public bus. It's not some bougie illness; I just can't stand it. Miao the beast, I'm talking to you! If you're a public bus, just drive properly, stop daydreaming all day about becoming someone's private car, alright?"

"Look at you, such a big person, do you have any self-awareness of your own level? Oh right, you probably only have self-awareness left. Besides, do you even remember what you look like anymore? With that heavily filtered and photoshopped face that's unwatchable, you want to sleep your way to the top with the host? Is your brain short-circuiting?"

Xu Qingfeng glanced sideways at the long-legged Honeyfruit. "To be honest, the host doesn't play that game. Your looks and figure are a hundred thousand miles worse than the host's room moderator. Would the host be out of his mind to ignore a full Manchu-Han imperial feast and pick up dog shit on the street instead?"

Honeyfruit: "..."
A second ago she wanted to praise him for having good taste, but now she really wanted to punch him.
Bah, she shouldn't have agreed to be his moderator.

In Lin Chen's office, Lin Chen fell into deep contemplation.
That damn Xu Qingfeng wouldn't be eyeing his younger sister, would he?
It's hard to guard against thieves within your own house.

Inside the live stream, the atmosphere grew cheerful.

[Holy crap, how does Miao Qing even have the face to try and sleep her way to to Feng Shen?]
[Beep, senior citizen card!]
[Beep, student card!]
[Beep, free-rider card!]
[Hard to say who's taking advantage of whom here.]

[So instead of picking one, the host has to throw one in.]
[I can't even, damn it, this skin is genuinely thick!]
[Let me retrace this: wasn't Miao Qing the one who cursed the loudest back then?]
[Explosive.]

Miao Qing, who was watching the live stream, went dark before her eyes and almost fainted from pure rage.

"Ahhhhh! Fuck your mother, Xu Qingfeng! I'm going to kill you, damn it! You beast, you won't die a good death, you'll die childless and damned!"

Miao Qing was driving herself crazy. She hadn't expected Xu Qingfeng to not only reject her, but also publicly humiliate her on the stream.
Her face was completely disgraced!

Xu Qingfeng adjusted his glasses. "Like I said earlier, there wasn't only one almighty female singer. The host has a minor flaw: first, he doesn't like riding public buses, and second, he doesn't like talking about money for everything. Especially love—you truly can't buy or sell that. Buying and selling love, isn't that just prostitution, damn it? The host is a positive-energy streamer!"

The furious Miao Qing suddenly calmed down, and a trace of a smile actually appeared on her blushing face.

"Hahaha, you bitch, you're having your day too."

"Love Buying and Selling" had long been deeply bound to Wang Yao, a song known to everyone.
Of course she was angry about her own bad luck, but seeing Wang Yao suffer bad luck too, a burst of malicious glee rose in Miao Qing's heart.

In the live broadcast room, the comment section scrolled crazily, and gift special effects never stopped playing.

[Holy crap, isn't this walking right into a trap?]
[Sometimes I really doubt Wang Lotus's IQ.]
[Damn, she actually dared to do it?]
[Hilarious, delivering herself to be scolded.]
[You guys actually dare to seek out the living Yama?]

"Which man doesn't like beauties? The host likes them too, but the host doesn't like being used as a collector's stamp. Plus, the host is dead broke right now and really has no resources to trade with. Wang Lotus, have mercy, be magnanimous and spare the host. Just pretend the host has already been stamped by you. I'm begging you, okay?"

Xu Qingfeng's tone was ridiculously humble, almost as if he were bowing and cupping his hands in plea.
The viewers burst out laughing.

[Just how scared of Wang Lotus is he?]
[Avoiding her like poisonous snakes and scorpions.]
[Streamer, let me take your place. I'm not picky.]

Xu Qingfeng couldn't hold it together. "No, bro, your tastes are way too hardcore. Do you know how many brothers-in-law you'd end up having?"

[I'm just into this flavor.]
[More brothers-in-law, more roads.]

Xu Qingfeng slapped the desk. "Oh my god, your perversion exceeds my imagination. Moderator, moderator, hurry, hurry, kick him out immediately! The host's live stream will not tolerate such perverted beings."

Honeyfruit didn't kick anyone; she knew this was just Xu Qingfeng generating showmanship.

"Family members, the motto of our Flash-Ying is to help everyone record a wonderful life, not record a perverted life."

[Record a wonderful life?]
[Holy crap, I'm suddenly tempted.]
[I thought Flash-Ying was used for watching young ladies dance.]
[+1]
[Damn the sharing of a perverted life.]
[We're all netizens here, perverts please exercise some restraint, alright? Keep those desires in check.]

After roasting the backdoor behavior, Xu Qingfeng patted his chest and assured the viewers.

"Rest assured, family members, the duet partner for 'Cold' will definitely not involve any under-the-table operations. The host guarantees it with his character."

[The host has character?]
[I was feeling pretty confident, but the moment you said that, my heart jumped right into my throat.]
[Fair is fair, does Xu the Beast even have any character problems? At worst, his professional competence is just abysmal.]
[Hilarious, digging for gold in a garbage heap, are we?]

Xu Qingfeng glanced at the comments. "Moderator, time to step up and kick people. Kick all these little haters out."

Streaming wasn't streaming without kicking people; Honeyfruit's actions were swift, and she kicked all the little haters right out.
After clearing them out, the chat in the live room instantly became much quieter.

"The host guarantees to everyone here, no matter who wants the performance rights for 'Cold', they must go through a public vote by the family members. What? The host's moderator?"

Xu Qingfeng glanced at Honeyfruit, gritted his teeth, and made a difficult decision.

"You guys are really throwing a tough problem at the host. Fine, fine, even the moderator has to go through a vote if she wants the performance rights."

Honeyfruit gave him a pretty, sideways roll of her eyes. This guy had a silver tongue, talking as if she were someone particularly special.

"Of course, the host must make it clear: professional singers and regular users alike must go through the voting process. Everyone relies on their own genuine skills."

[I believe the host.]
[Feng Shen is awesome.]
[Streamer, streamer, Zhang Hongbo has been acting all high and mighty again lately. Heard he landed a drama role.]

Upon hearing this, Xu Qingfeng blew his top. "Holy crap, even the host can't land acting gigs, and yet Brother Bo managed to snag one, damn it?! No way, the host has got to properly educate him!"

Zhang Hongbo was completely numb: "What the fuck, who the hell leaked the news?!"