Why donât you tell me bedtime stories? (Part One)
Never mind Ren Xingliu, even Peng Hui himself would never have imagined that things would develop into this.
He ran over small streamers less popular than when he was, like driving a light vehicle on a familiar road, and he had never flipped over his car before.
Even if the circumstances set Shao Weiâs livestream on fire, as long as he played his cards right, controlling public opinion wouldnât be a problem.
When Peng Hui disconnected the PK mode, he had already thought of how to splash dirty water on Shao Wei and the guy who suddenly appeared on the screen.
Calling that person a shrill on his livestream was just the bedcover. There was more to come, with even better methods, which would definitely make it difficult for them to clear with their mouths.
Unexpectedly, before the broadcast ended, Peng Hui received a call from the team, and the other person scolded him: âAre you a bad guy? In front of hundreds of thousands of people, you said that the prince of the Ren family is a trust?â
However, before he could end the stream, he received a phone call from his crew, and the person on the other side went directly to the scolding, âAre you trying to stop your pen? Calling the Crown Prince of the Ren Empire a shrill in front of more than one hundred thousand viewers?â
Peng Hui was completely shell shocked, and when he found the end of the rolling hills, it felt like his world turned dark.
The guy who appeared on Shao Weiâs livestream was actually the young master of the Ren Empire???
Never mind what netizens thought, once Peng Hui himself knew the truth, never mind stopping his pen, he felt like he had essentially snapped his pen in half.
The great young master of the Ren Empire, who might not even do a three-star Michelin restaurant the honor of accepting their invitation, actually went to work as a shrill at a small streetside restaurant?
As a matter of fact, the owned media also posted a submission from a keyboard warrior.
[Ahâ¦as a student from Ling University, I canât bear to watch anymore. Does this streamer usually open his mouth and come like that?
First of all, let me make it clear that Iâm no friend of Young Master Ren, and to be honest, I canât stand his usual behavior. But, judging the case as it stands, isnât this hostâs statement too fake?
Itâs outrageous to say that Mr. Ren is being entrusted. As we all know, Ren Xingliu usually drives a luxury car when he goes to and from school. How can he afford to pay for gas in a small shop like this?
Just labeling Young Master Ren as a shrill was already outrageous enough. Ask anyone on the campus, and they will tell you that Ren Xingliu usually drives luxury cars when entering and leaving the campus. Looking at the small restaurant now, can they even afford his gas money?
In terms of food, personally, I have never eaten in the same room as Ren Xingliu because he only goes to those high-end restaurants with membership only. I heard that once, a medal-winning chef once cooked something that didnât suit his taste, and the young master ridiculed the chef in his faceâ¦
Do you think a small restaurant like this has a face bigger than an award-winning chef? If this owner really does have such a social prestige, would he have been stomped by a black-hearted streamer to this extent?
I have no other meaning in saying this, I just think this anchor is full of lies, so I broke some information for everyoneâs reference. This kind of person can make up random information for passers-by who suddenly appear. How much of what he said about the young lady in the live broadcast room next door is true? You might as well think about it carefully. ã
I donât have any negative intentions in saying this. I just feel like this streamer has a mouth filled with lies, this is why Iâm sharing the analysis for everyoneâs reference. How much truth can there be in someone who could fabricate information on anyone at will? Then, how much of what he said about the young lady on the other livestream is true? Thereâs no harm in using your brain on this.]
As soon as this discredit was out. Many students from Ling University rushed over to click like. Netizens also realized that there was more to the situation than a simple joke.
[If you put it like that, thereâs something going on with this streamer emmmm]
[Firing after the horse to say one thing. I canât stand that Gluttonous Hui-ye since forever ago. He has a sizable fan base and constantly weaponizes his fans to cyberbully small and new streamers. He finally got what was coming for him.]
[Itâs really funny. Who would have thought that a wealthy prince would eat in a roadside restaurant like this and even go on a live broadcast⦠But itâs all thanks to him, otherwise this female anchor would be miserable. ã
[This is hilarious. Who would have thought that the loaded Crown Prince would eat in such a small roadside restaurant, and be featured on a livestream on top of that⦠But it was also thanks to him that the young lady streamer didnât get even worse off.]
[I do wonder, what is the grudge between Gluttonous Hui-ye and the female streamer? For him to screw over her like that?]
[Am I the only one who noticed that Mr. Ren only eats at members-only restaurants? Then why would he go to such a small restaurant? Could it be said that the food of this small restaurant is comparable to that of a gold medal chef? ? ã
[Am I the only one who noticed that Young Master Ren only eats at member-only restaurants? Then why would he eat at such a small restaurant? Did that mean the food served at this small restaurant is comparable to those award-winning chefs??]
[Youâre not alone! I noticed it too. This foodie has already located the restaurantâs address and will be checking it out tomorrow!]
Peng Hui kept scrolling through, feeling increasingly anxious with every swipe.
He would like to recover, but the public opinion on the Internet is like this. If you deliberately exploit it, it may be a temporary thing, but as long as a loophole is discovered by netizens and the backlash is like a flood that breaks a dam, it is no longer controllable by an individual.
As for him and his crew, it was destined to be a sleepless night tonight.
â¦
Ren Xingliu felt that he had never been so speechless in his life.
Because he discovered that the schoolâs melon-eating group also forwarded this trending search at the speed of light. Everyone said that they did not expect that the most arrogant and domineering number one dude in the school would actually be treated as a support, and he was very happy.
Because he found that the universityâs melon seed eater group had already forwarded this hot search at the speed of light. Everyone gave their own thoughts one after another. None of them expect the most arrogant and domineering silk pants would be mistaken as shrill by someone, which filled them with joy.
The group was filled with digital laughter.
Young Master Ren rested his hands over his heart and questioned, just what impression did he leave on his fellow classmates before?
As luck would have it, some students have sharp touch-like eyes, able to look through the appearance to perceive the essence.
Ling Universityâs Part-Time Substitute Class Group:
[Speaking of which, do you all feel that Young Master Ren seems to be different from before?]
[+1. I heard that he moved back to his dorm and even attended classes on time every day. Now even the restaurants he eats at are so simple. Iâm feeling the earth energy from him.]
[Sparrow food, he has been back on campus for so many days, yet, he hasnât caused any trouble. Iâm still not used to this!]
Ren Xingliu: ââ¦â
Could this person watch their mouth?!
Do they need a beating or two from him in order to get used to it?!
At this critical moment, a message saved this melon seed eater from the beating of their life.
Bai Juanqiu: [Have you seen the hot search yet?]
Ren Xingliu reluctantly withdrew from the melon seed eater group while climbing onto his bed. He lay down while directly dialed a number.
Bai Juanqiu quickly answered the phone and said with an apologetic voice, âIâm sorry. I didnât think things would get so bigâ¦â
âThis is not your fault.â Ren Xingliu had already calmed down and was very open-minded. âBesides, this is a pretty good outcome.â
That was indeed the case. Thinking about it now, it was entirely Peng Haiâs fault.
Looking at the end result, it wasnât a bad thing either. On the contrary, it saved them a lot of effort.
Although many people came to Shao Weiâs livestream tonight, most of them were passersby who were only there for the fun and didnât care about the enmity between Shao Wei and Peng Hui.
Peng Huiâs fan base was much stronger than Shao Wei, so it wasnât as easy to change their mind.
In this livestream, many of his fans firmly believed that the kitchen showcase in Shao Weiâs livestream was a hoax, especially set up to be filmed. Ren Xingliu and Bai Juanqiuâs appearances were also staged.
But now there was traction, and everyoneâs conflicting emotions towards Shao Wei wasnât as intense as before. They were willing to listen to her explanation, which was a good start.
Afterward, it would be much easier for Lao Shao and his team to do something, such as opening his kitchen for people to see.
Before, there was supposed to be a process, where Shao Wei would need to prepare for a long-term counter against Peng Hui.
Unexpectedly, Peng Hui handled things as fierce as a tiger, then goodness gracious, as it turned out, the guy directly delivered the fruits of victory to them.
Based on the current situation, they didnât need to do anything at all. Peng Hui had already undergone a social death.
It was quite sudden.
Hearing Young Master Ren so optimistic, Bai Juanqiuâs voice eased, âI just didnât want this to cause you trouble.â
This result was naturally a good thing for Lao Shaoâs family, as well as himself.
Before, Bai Juanqiu planned to help Lao Shao resolve this matter quickly through his own means in private, to free them from Peng Huiâs grasp.@@novelbin@@
To his surprise, as soon as he returned home, there was a change to the netizen. Because someone recognized Young Master Ren, the incident reached its peak in an instant.
Despite saving a great effort, Bai Juanqiu didnât feel happy.
On second thought, it was likely because Ren Xingliu was thrust into the public eye, and the netizens didnât view him in a positive light.
In this hot search, Bai Juanqiu saw more than one person who took the opportunity to satirize Ren Xingliuâs usual behavior.
However, everyoneâs attention was focused on Peng Huiâs incident, and not many people noticed it. I donât take it too seriously if I see it occasionally. After all, the personal affairs of the young master have nothing to do with netizens.
However, everyoneâs attention was focused on Peng Huiâs incident, and not many people noticed this hot search. Those who did see it didnât look at it twice. After all, the private affairs of rich young masters have little to do with netizens.
He wondered if Ren Xingliu had seen these comments.
On the other end of the phone, Ren Xingliu sounded lazy, âWhy would that trouble me?â
Bai Juanqiu chuckled lightly, pondered for a moment and said, âIf not, then thatâs good. You should turn in for the day. The internet is at messy sevens and ruined eights. Thereâs no point in wasting time.â
âDid you see the verbal abuse that was aimed at me?â Ren Xingliu gradually understood what this was about and said with a smile, âAfraid that I might be sad?â
So, the youth did see them.
Bai Juanqiuâs tone remained unchanged, âThey are all outsiders who donât know you, so donât take to heartâ¦â
This naturally didnât bother Ren Xingliu, and it wasnât the first time he was bad-mouthed, but seeing Comrade Xiao Bai taking things so seriously, it didnât feel justified for him to do nothing.
With this thought in mind, Ren Xingliuâs tone sank, and he sighed, âYou may not believe it when I say this, but I was just hiding under the blanket and crying for half an hour.â
Bai Juanqiu: ââ¦â
It wasnât that he didnât want to believe it, but Young Master Renâs script was too exaggerated.
He laughed while saying helplessly, âThen what can I do for you?â
His scheme prevailed!
On the bed, Ren Xingliu turned his body and casually said, âSince you took the initiative on this, then donât mind if I do. Why donât you tell me some bedtime stories?â
Bai Juanqiu: ââ¦â
Young Master Ren sure had wild thoughts.
He even thought of the sketch.
Ren Xingliu said, âYou know Makka Pakka.â
ââ¦â Bai Juanqiu felt unashamed and asked below, âCan this really help you sleep?â
Ren Xingliu replied, âIt all depends on how you tell it.â
In other words, if Ren Xingliu wasnât able to sleep, Makka Pakka wouldnât be the problem, it would be Comrade Xiao Bai who was not capable enough.
Bai Juanqiu fell into a long silence, which put Ren Xingliu in a great mood. Just as he was about to drop it, he heard the voice on the other end of the phone sounding again.
Bai Juanqiu said, âI found the lyrics. Wait a moment. Let me look through it first.â
Ren Xingliu: ââ¦â
Are you saying you didnât go silent out of embarrassment, but to find the script?
He couldnât tell by looking at what thick eyebrows and big eyes Comrade Xiao Bai had, quite a competitive nature!
Through the phone, Bai Juanqiu really recited, pronouncing every word clearly and correctly.
âItâs getting dark and itâs time to go to bed. Good night Wusidixi, good night Makabaka, good night Igubigu, good night Xiaodianâ¦â
âGo to sleep Upsy Daisy, go to sleep Makka Pakka, go to sleep Iggle Piggle, go to sleep Pontipinesâ¦â
Bai Juanqiuâs voice was so mesmerizing. It was deep, and through their phones, it gently tickled Ren Xingliuâs ears like a feather.
He clearly picked a kid show on purpose.
Obviously, Comrade Xiao Bai deliberately teased back in a serious manner.
But strangely, Ren Xingliu found these lines surprisingly cute.
As his body relaxed, he pulled up the blanket slightly and pressed his ear against his phone. Without realizing it, his breathing dragged out more and more.
At first, Bai Juanqiu wanted Young Master Ren to regret coming up with strange scripts and made it so that the youth would never do it again. But the moment he opened his mouth, he unconsciously softened his voice.
Today was quite exhausting, so it was time to sleep.
The person on the other end of the phone neither interrupted nor hung up on the call. When the music accompaniment was halfway through, Bai Juanqiu paused for a moment and asked gingerly, âAre you asleep?â
He received no answer, only a faint and even the sound of breathing.
Bai Juanqiu didnât ask again. He stated, easing off on his voice even more, and with an imperceptible delight, âIâll count to ten. If you say nothing, Iâll end the call.â
âTen, nine, eight, seven⦠three, two, one.â
âGood night, little young master.â