Chapter 114: Isn't Utter Hopelessness Also a Kind of Prank?
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“Going by the rules for guest appearances, someone like her who has a bit prepared—and does it well—should normally get ten thousand yuan. But…”
Jiang Yun pulled out that familiar sleazy little expression and said to the livestream camera, “She said herself at the beginning that she didn’t have anything prepared, so there’s no money for her~”
The viewers in the livestream began laughing when they heard this.
“See that? From now on, whenever you join a livestream, whether you’ve got something prepared or not, you have to say you do!”
“She just lost ten thousand yuan. That girl’s going to be mad for half the day.”
“Someone’s not sleeping tonight. There goes ten thousand yuan~”
“…”
The longtime fans all knew Jiang Yun was teasing the girl who had just joined the call. He would definitely give her the money afterward; he had never shortchanged anyone in his livestream.
But the haters did not care about that. The moment they heard Jiang Yun’s words, they began attacking him.
“Seriously? You’re such a huge streamer, and you can’t even afford ten thousand yuan?”
“If you can’t afford to play, then don’t play. And don’t blame her for saying it herself—the rules were your own idea too.”
“I’m done. You don’t want to pay, so you’re pinning the blame on some young girl.”
“This is what you call putting on a show? I call it being stingy!”
“…”
Faced with this kind of minor backlash, an ordinary streamer with more than a hundred thousand followers might knowingly recognize that someone was stirring up trouble, yet still have to transfer the money to the girl. Otherwise, an even bigger storm would follow.
Moreover, under such circumstances, even if Jiang Yun had merely been joking and had intended to give her the money anyway, it would ultimately be portrayed as him reluctantly paying only because he could not withstand public pressure.
But that applied to ordinary streamers.
Was Jiang Yun an ordinary streamer?
Facing the haters, Jiang Yun pouted and said sarcastically, “What? Not happy? Then get lost~ I’m not giving her anything. So what? Are you going to bite me?”
An ordinary streamer would worry that behaving this way would fuel the controversy and turn the livestream chat into a cesspool.
But Jiang Yun did not care about that.
He had already asked the system about it. People who did not genuinely enjoy watching his livestreams did not count toward the reward calculations.
The system had established that rule in order to improve the quality of Jiang Yun’s content and attract more people who genuinely liked it.
But Jiang Yun had noticed a crucial point.
Haters did not count toward the reward calculations.
After all, how many haters would seriously watch an entire livestream?
Since that was the case, Jiang Yun had no reason to be polite to them.
The haters grew angry at his response and began furiously typing, while the longtime fans burst out laughing the moment they heard him.
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“This is great. Jiang Yun’s livestream is still the best—he doesn’t indulge haters even when they try to stir things up.”
“Other streamers depend on tips to make a living, so even when they have haters, they have to put up with them and explain themselves politely. But Jiang Yun doesn’t care about any of that. It’s so satisfying to watch.”
“I really don’t understand where all these haters come from day after day. If you don’t understand the livestream, then get lost!”
“Haters, get out!”
“…”
Jiang Yun then turned to the audience and said, “All right, brothers, let’s connect with the next person. Hopefully this one won’t turn out to have nothing prepared again. That way I’ll save another ten thousand yuan.”
As he spoke, Jiang Yun raised an eyebrow at the viewers, as if saying:
So you’re a hater, are you? I didn’t pay the last one, and I might not pay this one either. What are you going to do about it?
After raising his eyebrow, Jiang Yun accepted one fan’s request to join the call.
The moment he accepted, an excited male voice came through his headphones.
“Hello, hello! Brother Yun, can you hear me?”
“I can, I can. Do you have something prepared?” Jiang Yun nodded.
“I do! I’ve got something huge! I’ll turn on my camera and put on a show for you!”
“Go ahead.”
After the previous incident in which a female fan had used her livestream to publicly harass her ex-boyfriend, Jiang Yun had enabled a ten-second delay for that day’s broadcast. He was not afraid of the caller pulling some kind of stunt; if anything seemed wrong, he could simply shut down the livestream.
At that moment, the fan joining the call also turned on his camera.
A young man wearing a black hood that completely covered his face appeared in the livestream.
“Brother Yun, can you see me? Can the viewers see me?” the young man asked, waving at the camera.
Jiang Yun nodded. “I can see you. Go on, let’s see your performance.”
“All right, Brother Yun!”
The young man answered, then placed both hands over his navel.
“Brother Yun, I’m not a natural-born prankster like you. I can’t put on anything particularly impressive. But I want to take your ten thousand yuan, so today I’m going to perform a ‘Title-Ban Douluo’ for you and all the brothers in the livestream!”
Jiang Yun: “???”
A trace of confusion flashed through Jiang Yun’s eyes when he heard that.
But the next second, an expression of horror appeared on his face.
The young man’s hands had already gripped his waistband. It was obvious that he was about to take off his pants.
Jiang Yun hurriedly cut off the call, shouting “What the hell?” over and over.
“What the hell, what the hell, what the hell!”
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Fortunately, years of gaming had honed Jiang Yun’s reflexes, allowing him to disconnect the call before the young man could take off his pants.
By then, the livestream chat had exploded.
“??????”
“What the hell, what the hell, what the hell!”
“I was wondering what a ‘Title-Ban Douluo’ was. So that’s what it means!”
“You little bastard, you’re the real hater!”
“Oh no, a hater got into the call. He nearly destroyed the livestream!”
“What the hell? I was completely stunned when he started taking off his pants.”
“…”
Jiang Yun took several deep breaths, still shaken.
Although he relied on the popularity of his livestream to do all kinds of stunts that wildly danced along the edge of Douyin’s livestreaming rules, he had never actually committed any serious violation. Otherwise, Douyin would never have continued to tolerate him.
But if the young man had really taken off both his pants and underwear just now, Jiang Yun’s livestream would essentially have been finished.
Even if he later tried to sign a contract with Douyin, the platform would never restore his livestream.
And it might not have affected Douyin alone. If things went badly, Jiang Yun himself could have ended up in the news and been permanently banned.
Coming back to his senses, Jiang Yun stared helplessly at the livestream camera.
“I’m telling you, if you don’t have anything prepared, don’t force yourself to put on a show! And what the hell was that ‘Title-Ban Douluo’? You scared me half to death, you know that?!”
Looking at the expression on Jiang Yun’s face, the viewers suddenly found themselves laughing.
“Well, in a certain sense, that really was something huge.”
“When you have absolutely nothing prepared, isn’t that itself a kind of performance?”
“No wonder the guy covered his head. If he hadn’t, his life would have been over.”
“That’s the first time I’ve seen Brother Yun get scared like that. Don’t actually destroy the guest-call segment!”
“For the love of monkeys, don’t get this segment canceled!”
“…”
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