Red Wen, born in the 00s: Rectifying the King's Canyon

"What important matter?" Gu Lin'an asked.

"You know about the King of Glory streamer league, right?" Teacher Donkey asked.

"King of Glory Streamer League?"

Gu Lin'an knew a little about this; it was an official event.

It's basically about getting a group of streamers to play a friendly match, and I heard the winner gets a lot of prize money.

However, not all the streamers who participate in this competition are doing so for the prize money, but rather for exposure.

If you make some impressive plays in the game, you'll get a lot of attention.

Gu Lin'an was suspended by the league, but he can still play in these kinds of games.

But he doesn't want to play in this competition. He doesn't lack viewership right now, so he'd rather use that time to stream himself and show some support for Qinglong.

Teacher Donkey is very smart and knows what Gu Lin'an is thinking, but as the ambassador for this league, he still really wants Gu Lin'an to participate.

Because this person brings his own audience, he dares to say that once he joins, the number of viewers will be several times higher than before.

Teacher Donkey advised, "Gu Lin'an, I think you should participate, because if you win first place in this league, you will have the opportunity to participate in the Thunder Cup and compete against those professional players."

"You're currently suspended, but you still want to play professionally, right? If you're strong, then show it to those professionals, and then a coach will definitely take notice of you."

"If you win first place in the streamer league, you can participate in the Thunder Cup?" Gu Lin'an murmured.

He hadn't paid much attention to this matter and really didn't know the inside story.

Teacher Donkey's words struck a chord with Gu Lin'an. Although his live streaming career was booming, he still had a passion for e-sports.

Otherwise, why would he bother Qinglong's fans for no reason? Isn't it just to increase his own strength so that he can make a name for himself in the professional arena six months later?

Gu Lin'an thought for a moment and said, "Okay, Teacher Donkey, I'll sign up."

"Haha, that's right. You were a professional before, so I believe you can definitely get first place." Teacher Donkey was very happy to see Gu Lin'an agree.

"By the way, Long Night."

"What is it?" Gu Lin'an asked.

"Ahem, how do you manage to keep coming up with such witty remarks? I'd like to learn. Why don't you teach me?" Teacher Donkey was a little embarrassed. As the second-ranked player in the King of Glory, he was now asking a junior to teach him how to stream.

“Maybe it’s talent,” Gu Lin’an typed back. He didn’t know why, but whenever the Azure Dragon was mentioned, his brain would get very excited, and these things would just come out of his mouth.

"Alright." Teacher Donkey was a little helpless, but he knew that everyone's talent was different and the effect of the live broadcast was different, so he would continue with Grandma Li.

But Lai had already taken notes in his notebook. He wondered if he could grasp the essence of the Long Night.

After talking to Teacher Donkey, Gu Lin'an was about to take a shower and go to bed when his phone lit up again.

"Who is it again?" Gu Lin'an was a little confused. Why were so many people sending him messages?

"It seems that fame brings trouble."

This time, the message came from Miss Musical Note.

"An Shen, you are so cool! You are truly a live streaming superhuman. I have never seen anyone gain so much popularity in less than half a month of live streaming. I really admire you now."

The meeting began with a barrage of flattery, which Gu Lin'an found very pleasing.

"It's just a fluke."

Miss Yin Fu was already used to Gu Lin'an's way of answering questions, and continued, "I just spoke with our leader about your performance, and the leader is very satisfied. They're planning to sign you to a long-term contract. Do you have any thoughts on that?"

Gu Lin'an wasn't stupid; he saw through the official's intentions: to tie him and Fu Yin together and prevent him from streaming on a certain platform.

"Tell me the general contents of the contract."

"That's right, the contract is for one year, and it can be renewed after one year. If you don't want to do live streaming anymore, you can just leave."

Gu Lin'an looked at the line of text and thought that the contract was quite reasonable; if he didn't want to broadcast it anymore, he could leave.

Unlike some unfair terms that bind streamers tightly just to extract a breach of contract fee, this is different.

"You only need to broadcast for four hours a day. We'll split the tips 40/60, you get 60% and we get 40%. Of course, we'll give you the maximum amount of rewards, so don't worry."

"As for the streaming card, I don't think you need it right now. I'll replace it with other benefits for you, An Shen. What do you think?"

"If you agree, I'll send you the contract."

Gu Lin'an analyzed the situation and was quite satisfied with the contract, except for one thing: he had to broadcast for four hours every day.

He has nothing else to do now, so four hours doesn't matter to him. What if he becomes a professional player in the future?

He probably doesn't have much time left.

Professional players have to play training matches every day, leaving them with very little time for themselves.

“I’m satisfied with everything else, but there’s one thing I’m wondering if it could be changed?” Gu Lin’an asked.

"Anshen, is there anything else you're not satisfied with?"

Gu Lin'an sent a facepalm emoji, saying, "Miss Yin Fu is too kind."

This also made Gu Lin'an realize that if you have the ability, everyone around you will treat you with respect, no matter where you are.

"Let's change the four points a day to live streaming hours. You can calculate how many hours you need to stream in a year. I'll stream a little more in the first half of the year, but I might have something to do in the second half."

The silence on the other end of the phone revealed that Gu Lin'an's condition was indeed difficult to accept.

Miss Yin Fu replied after a moment: "I discussed it with my boss, and it should be okay."

"Thank you then."

"It's alright, don't worry. I just wanted to ask, are you planning to make a comeback in six months?"

Gu Lin'an raised an eyebrow. "Yes, I wonder if any professional teams will want someone like me in six months, haha."

"There definitely will be. An Shen plays the top lane so well, and of course, he's also excellent in the marksman lane. His Baili Shouyue was so cool back then."

"I was really heartbroken when I found out you were suspended for arguing with Qinglong. It was Qinglong who played badly, so why was you the one who got suspended?"

"Haha, I didn't expect I'd have fans, especially female fans," Gu Lin'an replied jokingly.

"When I become a professional player, I'll invite you to watch my matches."

"Really? Oh my god, that's great! It's a deal."

"It's a word."

After talking to Miss Yin Fu, Gu Lin'an felt sleepy and, since he hadn't sweated much, he fell asleep immediately.

Just before going to bed, Gu Lin'an felt that he had forgotten to do something.

What is going on?

Gu Lin'an slept straight until 10 a.m.

He was unaware that his Weibo account had gone viral.

What happened? Where's my short essay?

No update today?

I can't fall asleep without reading short essays these days; the long nights make me feel unwell.

[Is there a ghostwriter who can write a continuation of the story to satisfy my craving?]

[Hilarious! Beethoven of the Canyon, do you think he's joking? Aside from *The Long Night*, no other work could capture this feeling.]

What should we do then?

I've already watched it three times.

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