Chapter 34: Outshined and Overwhelmed!

After the top laner quit the game, Jiang Yun pushed down the enemy base and secured the victory. Once the match ended, he sent a friend request to the mid laner, Princess Qianqian, who accepted it instantly.

Seeing this, the viewers in his livestream couldn't help but cheer.

"Awesome!"

"Nok's mentality must be completely shattered right now."

"He's doomed, Nok won't get any sleep tonight~"

"I bet even if Brother Yun hadn't sent the friend request, the mid laner would have added him anyway."

"If Brother Yun hadn't asked in-game, this mid would probably have told the top laner she was tired, haha."

Jiang Yun glanced at the barrage of comments in his stream, then invited Princess Qianqian into his team. As an experienced League of Legends streamer, he knew exactly how to maximize entertainment value. The moment she joined, he typed, "Turn on your mic!"

Princess Qianqian's reply didn't disappoint him: "No headset."

Jiang Yun's lips curled into a faint smile, and he raised his eyebrows at the camera.

"Classic 'no headset' move!"

"For real, every girl in this game seems to use the same default excuse: no headset."

"I don't get people like this—wanting to hitch a ride but refusing to open their mic. What's the point?"

"We're boosting your rank so you'll provide us with some emotional value. If you won't even use voice, why should we bother?"

"Did you really think we invited you because you're skilled and we want to climb with you? If you lack skills, at least learn how to play along and add some fun. Not even a sliver of emotional value?"

Jiang Yun hadn't said much, but the chat exploded as soon as this line appeared. The viewers had encountered too many girls like this. Why do people invite female players? Is it because they admire their skills? Maybe, but rarely. More often, it's for the emotional value, just as the chat said.

I carry the game, you provide the emotional support. Isn't that fair? But if you're unskilled, want to be carried, and won't even offer emotional value, why would we invite you? The worst part is, there are plenty of people like this!

That's why the chat grew so animated at her reply.

Jiang Yun wasn't some desperate sycophant; his only reason for inviting Princess Qianqian was to create content for his stream. Since she refused to play along, he didn't hold back.

Jiang Yun: "How are you going to pay if you don't turn on your mic?"

Princess Qianqian: "?"

Jiang Yun: "I'm a hired companion, 100 per game, 200 an hour, 1500 for an eight-hour day."

Princess Qianqian: "Are you insane? You invited me and now you want me to pay you?"

Jiang Yun: "What else? You think you're good enough that I need to duo with you? Don't tell me you thought I was impressed by your skill? You got a 6.0 rating in a game we won easily—what skill?"

Princess Qianqian: "You're sick!"

[Princess Qianqian has left the team]

After cursing him out, she left both the team and his friends list.

Jiang Yun turned to the camera with an innocent look. "Seriously, guys, why is she cussing me out? Did I say anything wrong?"

Most of the viewers saw nothing wrong with Jiang Yun's words and voiced their support—except for a handful of diehard simps.

"I think the streamer went a bit too far."

"Yeah, isn't it hard enough for a girl to play games alone? What's the harm in helping her out?"

"Aren't you smurfing anyway? Why put on airs? She just wanted a boost and you charge her?"

"It's people like you that give male players a bad name in the community!"

"Hope the streamer apologizes so we don't ruin our reputation among female players."

Seeing these comments, Jiang Yun scoffed. "Heh, all you 'nice guys' to the back of the line!"

The non-simp viewers burst out laughing.

"Exactly, 'nice guys' to the back of the line!"

"Only after the dogs are done do the nice guys get their turn!"

"Simps will never come to a good end!"

"Simp and simp, in the end you get nothing!"

"You all act like you've never seen a woman—any girl and you're fawning over her. What, played too much Darius and got addicted to splitting?"

"Suggest Brother Yun double down on the simps!"

Compared to girls like Princess Qianqian, most people hated the simps even more. Because of these guys, some girls started taking for granted the kindness of male gamers, making normal relationships even more difficult nowadays.

People might go easy on girls, but when it came to simps, they had no mercy at all.

"Alright everyone, let's get back to the game," Jiang Yun said, cutting off the 'friendly interactions' in chat and quickly queuing up another match.

This time, his luck wasn't as good. He waited over eight minutes to get into a game and didn't even get his main jungle role, being autofilled to mid instead.

Jiang Yun glanced at his teammates' IDs and pre-selected champions. To his surprise, they all seemed normal!

Seeing this, Jiang Yun didn't bother asking to swap and locked in the cheerful Wind Swordsman.

"Brothers, the number one Yasuo in the neighborhood is ready for battle!"

He had just finished speaking when the enemy mid instantly locked in Veigar. Jiang Yun's expression turned odd.

"Guys, do you think the enemy mid could possibly be..." He arched an eyebrow at the camera.

The viewers instantly caught on.

"Hahaha, no way, is it really that little princess again?"

"If it is, then two people won't be getting any sleep tonight~"

"I hope so, I love this kind of drama!"

"Fast forward, I want to see the grudge match!"

Reality doesn't follow logic the way stories do. But sometimes, it doesn't need to.

Sure enough, the Veigar on the enemy team was actually Princess Qianqian!

To top it off, their jungler's name was "Qianqian's Cat Tower."

At this, the chat erupted into laughter.

"Not just a grudge match—it's a simp match!"

"No wonder it took eight minutes to queue, Brother Yun was waiting for the simps!"

"They probably wanted to find a simp to cheer her up, but ended up running into Brother Yun again. I'm dying!"

"Brother Yun, you've got to go all out—spam the question marks!"

"Every solo kill, flash the 'weakling' emote!"

The atmosphere in the chat was electric. Many viewers were showering Jiang Yun with gifts, begging him not to mess up and to absolutely crush the enemy, teaching the simps a lesson.

Jiang Yun straightened up in his chair.

"Don't worry, guys. I never let my viewers get bullied. This game, I'll spam the 'weakling' emote all over them!"

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