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

Besides Weibo, other platforms were also bustling with activity, with video accounts posting videos of Gu Lin'an's live stream online.

[Greedy as a dragon? Blame-shifting as a dragon? Whom are you mocking in the long night?]

[Shocking! Pengpeng summons his Martial Soul Avatar during a match; there's a mole within the HG team!]

[A spear stained with excrement, whoever it pierces dies; urinating in the long night, whoever it spits out screams? Has the Azure Dragon broken through its defenses?]

Marketing accounts have discovered that as long as they post videos related to Gu Lin'an, they are guaranteed to go viral, with each video typically receiving hundreds of thousands of likes.

Qinglong lost the match and was already in a bad mood, so he thought he would play some music to relax.

Unexpectedly, the video he scrolled through was related to him, which made him grit his teeth and swear.

"Haters, a bunch of haters, why are there so few good people these days!"

"Can't you be a little more understanding of us professional players?"

"No way, I'm going to post on Weibo and give Gu Lin'an a good scolding."

Without saying a word, I opened Weibo and started posting.

[A bunch of trolls, what are you yelling about? Are you just looking for attention online because you're unhappy with your lives?]

[Especially during the long nights, when I can't play professionally, I go live and slander myself.]

[You can't play professionally and it's my fault? It's your lack of professionalism; you yelled during the match, and the director broadcast it.]

[I was the runner-up jungler two years ago, who do you think you are?]

This achievement is probably something you'll never reach in your lifetime. Someone who can't even make it to the top four can't possibly understand the significance of being a runner-up.

I don't know if you'll ever have a chance to play professionally again. Ha, even if you do, it'll only be a third-rate job that would take someone like you.

Since you don't play professionally, you see me as a frog in a well gazing at the moon.

You're a professional gamer, but seeing me is like a speck of dust in the clear sky!

[@Changye, let the haters speak!]

Qinglong wrote the short essay in one go, nodded in satisfaction, and then sent it out.

……

Wow, this is quite a long and eloquent essay! Are all professional gamers this talented?

Are the barriers to entry for certain professions really that high now?

The smell of gunpowder is strong. Let's fight! Let's fight! We'll wait for the long night to end and launch our counterattack.

My brother is the best, no arguments allowed.

A group of people, eager for amusement, squatted under Gu Lin'an's Weibo post, snacking on melon seeds and waiting for his counterattack.

When Gu Lin'an opened his sleepy eyes, rubbed his face, and habitually opened his Weibo, he found that Qinglong had tagged him.

This completely baffled Gu Lin'an. He had forgotten to criticize Qinglong yesterday; was he just asking for trouble?

Besides, what is this even about? A line of white egrets soaring into the blue sky, is this some kind of literary flair?

The diss wasn't aggressive at all.

Gu Lin'an grinned and muttered, "Azure Dragon, this is what you did to provoke me."

Without even thinking, Gu Lin'an wrote it down.

Seeing Qinglong tag me in the message broke my heart. I don't understand why he would mock me for not being able to play professionally.

Is it fun to reopen old wounds? I feel like I'm becoming even more like Yu Yu.

[Those who watched my livestream last night know that I was cheering for Qinglong. Every time Qinglong was about to show off his skills, I reminded the audience to focus their attention on him.]

[Too bad! Every time it's just a feint, I get yelled at, people say Qinglong is trash, only sucks the life out of teammates, and starts the game with a Bloodthirster.]

[To clear Qinglong's name, I had a huge argument with Heizi. I said, "My brother is the runner-up jungler, who are you?"]

My brother has the makings of a wild king!

The person said, "Then why are you playing so badly?"

I replied, "That's because my brother's teammates are bad. Honor of Kings is a five-player game; he can't carry the game alone!"

[So, that person privately sent me a screenshot of HG team's Qinglong's KDA.]

[I felt like the sky was falling the moment I saw this! My brother had the most gold, but the lowest KDA!]

I don't believe it. I think it's photoshopped. These haters will do anything to smear my brother.

I looked up all the KDA scores from the previous competitions and discovered something unbelievable. It's hard to accept, but what that person said was true.

I was upset all night, and this morning I saw Qinglong tag me again. I feel like my life has no meaning anymore. I'm not saying anything more. See you on the rooftop.

After posting, Gu Lin'an even went to the rooftop to post a selfie and gave a peace sign to the camera.

Send it along with the short essay.

[I finally got it! I'm number one!]

[Tsk tsk tsk, still the same flavor, you really have no limits.]

[The internet's number one mouth double, haha, starts with a Bloodthirster.]

[You should just die already, jump off the roof, then the whole world can celebrate.]

[What they said is true. Qinglong does indeed have the lowest KDA, and her stats can be verified. What's the point of trying to break through a fairy's defenses? If you're bad, just practice more.]

After reading Gu Lin'an's several short essays, many netizens saw through Qinglong's true colors. In addition, because they disliked the fan culture, more and more people began to support Gu Lin'an.

Argumentative comments filled the entire Weibo comment section, stretching as far as the eye could see.

……

Many people flocked to Qinglong's Weibo comment section and started bombarding it with comments, making it incredibly lively for a while.

"Damn it, a bunch of trolls! Report them and delete their comments, ban them!"

Qinglong reports every comment that attacks him, but there are too many of them, and it's impossible to delete them all.

Finally, he gave up completely, gritting his teeth and saying fiercely, "Fine, fine, Gu Lin'an, you wait for tonight's live broadcast, I'll kill you."

"It's just giving reviews, I can do that too."

He's already starting to fantasize about how furious Gu Lin'an will be after he criticizes him.

Gu Lin'an ordered takeout when he got up in the morning, and in order to show his nouveau riche image, he specially added an egg.

I was eating when my phone rang.

"Don't worry, the leader just decided to approve your request." Miss Yin Fu sent this good news.

"Thank you," Gu Lin'an replied.

"Haha, just lucky." Miss Yin Fu said, mimicking Gu Lin'an's tone.

"Actually, I just brought it up on a whim, but I didn't expect the leader to actually agree. He's truly amazing. If it were any other streamer, they definitely wouldn't have agreed."

Gu Lin'an understood her leader's thoughts very well.

The revenue generated from my own live streams is unmatched by other streamers, so naturally I deserve special treatment.

Another point is that I am a professional player, and ultimately I have to compete.

Given Gu Lin'an's previous potential, he could very well become an e-sports star like Yi Nuo. Agreeing to his request can be considered an investment.

Once Gu Lin'an becomes successful, he will be the number one music player, which will make it easier for them to do advertising and cooperate with Gu Lin'an in the future.

"Anshen, I've sent you the contract. Just send it back after you sign it."

A minute later, the contract arrived. Gu Lin'an carefully reviewed it, found nothing amiss, signed it, and sent it back.

"By the way, I'm going to participate in the King of Glory Streamer Professional League in a few days. I've already registered. Will that have any impact?" Gu Lin'an asked.

After all, this event was held on a certain platform, and he is now considered a member of the Music Group. I wonder if it will have any impact.

Gu Lin'an saw that the message "The other party is typing" lasted for more than 20 seconds before finally being followed by several periods.

"An Shen, you've already registered, isn't it a bit late to say this now?"

Gu Lin'an was a little embarrassed; he had only just realized the problem.

"It should be fine, after all, the organizer is the official entity, and [website name] is just an agent."

"An Shen, you must show the spirit of our music broadcasters. I believe in you."

Then she sent a cute cheering emoji.