Chapter Twenty-Eight: Brother Wang Has Lost His Love

Bai Qingming's seemingly serious question, under the influence of the viewers, suddenly took on a less serious tone.

"Young man, something's off with you."
"I suspect the host is driving, but I have no evidence."
"Where is it impressive? Of course, it's there."
"It's raining all over the city. I asked my sister if there's a lot of water where she is. She asked me if it's big here."
"The warning from upstairs was a bit too blatant."

The viewers were all quite talented, their words charming, especially their playful banter, which kept flowing. On the other hand, Aunt Zhou Shuyi was clearly caught off guard by Bai Qingming's question, unsure of how to respond.

At that moment, a notification chimed.
"Popularity has reached three million, special reward: charm value increased by one hundred percent."

Bai Qingming's livestream had drawn three million viewers, which met the system's reward criteria. However, upon learning what the reward was, Bai Qingming was left stunned.

"Is this really it?"

Three million popularity points, and this is the reward?

It wasn't that Bai Qingming was bragging. The fact was, he was already quite handsome—what good would an increase in charm value do? Just as he was pondering this, the system's voice rang out again.
"Detected that the host's charm value is too high to increase further. The system has opened the lucky draw function early, replacing the charm value reward with one chance for a draw."

"A chance to draw?"

Bai Qingming's interest was piqued. Taking advantage of the game not starting yet, he canceled the match.

"What's wrong?" asked the viewer connected to the stream.
"I have something to take care of today. I'll end the stream now and reschedule for another day."

With that, Bai Qingming hastily ended the stream. In an instant, Aunt Zhou Shuyi was left confused. Just as she was pulled into the conversation, she hadn’t had a chance to speak to Bai Qingming much, and now he was gone? Moreover, he hadn’t even asked for her WeChat.

As a beautiful woman, how could he ignore her? It was too much!
"Why did the spiritual leader end the stream so early? It hasn't even been an hour yet!"
"Ha, he wasn't scared off by Shufen, was he?"
"The analysis upstairs makes sense; I think it's possible."

Although Bai Qingming had ended the stream, many viewers stayed behind, chatting in the now blacked-out stream.
"You saw it, I introduced her to you, but don't blame me!"

The viewer said from her end. To be honest, she really wanted to see Bai Qingming tease Aunt Zhou Shuyi. Unfortunately, it didn’t happen, leaving her a bit disappointed.
"Sister, didn’t you say we were good friends? Next time, help me out again."

Aunt Zhou Shuyi tried to get closer to the viewer.
"Next time?"

The viewer's eyes lit up. This ignorant woman had just escaped by luck and was already asking for another chance. Immediately, she agreed.
"Okay, okay, next time for sure!"

…

In the room, the system template appeared for the first time before Bai Qingming.
"Host: Bai Qingming"
"Next reward requires popularity value: 8 million"
"Current popularity value: 3 million"
"Remaining draw chances: 1"
"Would you like to use a draw chance?"
"Yes!"

Bai Qingming made his choice.
Ding~
"Obtained special skill: Fire Avoidance."

As the system's voice faded, Bai Qingming couldn't help but feel disappointed. He had hoped to draw something good, but this? Fire Avoidance? If this skill were given to a firefighter, it would certainly be a golden finger. But the problem was, Bai Qingming was not a firefighter—what use would he have for such a skill?

Would he just play with a lighter for fun? Looking for joy? That seemed exceedingly dull.

…

The next day, Bai Qingming was awakened early in the morning by his phone ringing. He picked it up to see it was Brother Wang. As soon as he answered, Brother Wang's rugged voice came through.
"Little brother, where have you been? I knocked on your door, and you weren't home."

Bai Qingming suddenly remembered that Brother Wang didn’t know he had moved.

Not wanting to boast about his luxurious apartment, he casually made up an excuse.
"A relative is visiting these days, so I’ve been out and about, not really at home."

"That's too bad." Brother Wang sighed. "A couple of days ago, I showed you my new car, right? I was thinking of taking you out for a drive to feel the thrill of a luxury car. Since you're not home, let's do it another day?"

Hearing Brother Wang's words, Bai Qingming immediately thought of the Bugatti Veyron he had, almost laughing out loud. Thankfully, he was trained to keep his composure and wouldn't laugh unless absolutely necessary.
"Is there anything else, Brother Wang?" Bai Qingming suppressed his laughter and asked awkwardly.

"Uh, actually, I just went through another breakup and wanted to drink with you. Since you weren't around, I called you. Hope I'm not disturbing you?"
"Another breakup?" Bai Qingming thought there must be something serious, "Is that all?"
"Little brother, to be honest, this time I was really close." Brother Wang's tone turned somber.

Bai Qingming was left speechless. To be frank, it wasn’t that he took pleasure in Wang’s misfortune. It was just that, in Bai Qingming's memory, Brother Wang seemed to go through several breakups every month. Before Bai Qingming transmigrated, he had often worried about Wang's emotional state, always going out for drinks with him to lighten his mood.

Yet every time by the next day, Brother Wang was back to normal as if he hadn’t had a breakup at all. When he asked, he discovered that what Wang referred to as a breakup was hardly the case. He didn’t even have a girlfriend to break up with. Wang would just see a beautiful girl, try to get her WeChat, and if she said no, he’d come back claiming he was heartbroken.

What was even more ridiculous was that sometimes Brother Wang would fall for a girl at first sight, not even asking for her contact information, regardless of whether she had a boyfriend, and would boldly confess, telling her:
"You’re amazing; it’s an honor to be noticed by you. How about marrying me and having my children?"

Needless to say, the rejection was the least of his worries; sometimes he would even get slapped for it.
Wasn't that insane? At first, Bai Qingming didn’t believe it, thinking he was just boasting after drinking too much, until he saw Brother Wang confessing to a girl in person, realizing it was true.

"Brother Wang, the man of society, fierce but few words."

In the past, Bai Qingming might have gone back to drink with Brother Wang to comfort him. But the transmigrated Bai Qingming was different; he thought Brother Wang was a decent guy, just with flawed methods of pursuing women. Despite being called the "Godfather of Singles" and a "Spiritual Leader," Bai Qingming had rich romantic experience. He didn’t mind giving Wang a bit of a lesson.

But then again, comforting him was still necessary.
"Brother Wang, don’t be upset. Breakups aren’t a big deal. Hang in there; you’ll get used to it."