King of Kings, start with a perfect record and strive for the top spot.

After adding Ye Lan as a friend, Guying immediately transferred the 30,000 yuan solo competition prize money to her.

He paid for the entire prize money himself.

Some people might think that Guying lost out big time.

Actually it is not.

Compared to the profits of the past few days, this amount of money is nothing.

Especially today!

Although many of Guying's female fans were drawn away by Ye Lan, the overall number of viewers was still 2.5 times that of the past.

Trading 30,000 yuan for such a massive amount of traffic is definitely a sure win.

Gifts and advertising revenue sharing have already brought back the 30,000 yuan.

If we can maintain our popularity and traffic, we'll only earn more in the future.

However, after these three solo matches, Guying's Dao heart has completely collapsed.

It's impossible to get him to continue streaming.

After advertising as per procedure, they began reciting their farewell address.

"Brothers, I'm not in good form today. I lost all three solo matches."

"Let's end the broadcast early. I'll adjust my mindset tonight and keep going tomorrow!"

After saying his farewell message, Guying closed the live stream without any hesitation.

In the past, he certainly wouldn't have let this wave of traffic pass him by.

We absolutely have to extend the time and play a little longer.

But today, his strong heart has been subjected to inhuman torment.

The broadcast must be stopped and things need to be rescheduled.

On the other side, Ye Lan was in a completely different situation.

Leaving aside the fact that his live streams have grown bigger and bigger, he still managed to earn 30,000 yuan after crushing Guying three times.

His smug grin stretched almost to his ears.

"Hey guys, wait a minute, I'm going to the bathroom."

Ye Lan picked up her phone from the table and left the bedroom.

The more than 300,000 viewers in the live broadcast room looked at each other in bewilderment.

Netizen: Hey buddy, are you even being polite?

Ye Lan's trip to the bathroom was just a pretext. After leaving the bedroom, he leaned against the door, turned on his phone, and sent a message to Xu Zhiqiang.

"I need to edit all three of my solo matches against Guying tonight."

“Find the copy yourself online. This is our first piece of work, so you have to take it seriously.”

The other party replied quickly.

"No way, godfather, it's almost nine o'clock. I finished cutting the hair late at night, and I have class at eight o'clock tomorrow."

"Screw 8 AM, just have your roommate sign you in."

"If my fake attendance is discovered, my scholarship will be gone."

"Damn it, I'm helping you make big money, and you're still thinking about that little bit of scholarship. Can't you tell what's important?"

Ye Lan gritted her teeth, looking utterly disappointed.

Xu Zhiqiang is a typical example of someone who loses the big picture for small gains.

The scholarship is only 3000 yuan for half a year.

Given Ye Lan's current popularity, even if Xu Zhiqiang's editing is terrible, it wouldn't be difficult for him to earn three or four thousand a month.

Isn't this much better than a scholarship?

After being nagged by Ye Lan, Xu Zhiqiang finally came to his senses.

"Oh right, I'll work overtime tonight and try to send you the edited video before midnight."

Ye Lan nodded and typed back, "It should have been done long ago."

Video editing can't be done and then immediately posted.

Ye Lan needs to take a look beforehand to make sure there are no problems before uploading it to the short video platform.

This is the principle behind striving for perfection.

Don't let Ye Lan's usual carefree and nonchalant attitude fool you; when she gets serious, few can match her.

If you're going to do it, do it the best!

After dealing with Xu Zhiqiang's matter, Ye Lan put her phone in her pocket, intending to have a smoke before going inside.

The moment he looked up, he saw Ning Caicai sitting cross-legged on the sofa in her pajamas, her slender feet peeking out from under her pink pants, and she was turning her head to look at him.

The cool moonlight streamed through the French windows of the room, bathing her in its light.

It adds a touch of tranquility and gentle beauty.

As Ye Lan lit a cigarette, she asked with some surprise, "Why aren't you asleep yet? Don't you have class tomorrow?"

Ning Caicai sighed helplessly, her eyes showing exhaustion.

"I was thinking of waiting until after the World Cup to go to sleep."

Ning Caicai held the remote control in her hand and pointed at the TV, which was showing the opening ceremony of the FIFA World Cup.

Ye Lan, who was looking at the TV, paused for a moment, then frowned.

"You even know anything about football?"

Regardless of whether others understand football or not, he certainly doesn't understand it at all; he's a complete novice.

His knowledge of football is limited to the hero skins in Honor of Kings.

Pei Qinhu's Messi, Marco Polo's passionate green field, Liu Shan's genius goalkeeper, and Cai Wenji's dancing green field.

That concludes Ye Lan's understanding of football.

There was a soccer field on campus, but I never saw a soccer team.

So much so that Ye Lan didn't even know how many contestants were in each team.

"I don't understand." Ning Caicai shook her head innocently, looking very cute.

"Then why do you still watch the World Cup?" Ye Lan asked, even more curious.

"There was nothing I could do. The essay assignment I gave was to write a reflection on the World Cup, but I had no idea that the World Cup was only broadcast at night."

Ning Caicai grabbed her hair in frustration and slammed her head against the soft sofa cushions.

Upon hearing this, Ye Lan couldn't help but laugh, thinking, "This is truly like a tortoise running a day school."

This is a classic example of harming both oneself and others.

They know nothing and just randomly assign homework.

It’s okay now!

"By the way, how much do you know about football?" Ning Caicai turned to Ye Lan and asked.

Ye Lan, with a cigarette dangling from her lips, tilted her head back at a 45-degree angle, thought for a moment, and then spoke.

"My understanding of football is the same as what the doctor told me."

"Ok?"

"Don't touch it with your hands!"

Ning Caicai frowned slightly, her delicate face full of doubt.

"What illness is it? Why would the doctor tell you this?"

Ye Lan's eyes narrowed into slits, flashing with a cunning light, and the corners of her mouth turned up in an exaggerated smile, instantly making her whole demeanor lewd.

He stubbed out the remaining half of his cigarette, turned and went into his bedroom, leaving Ning Caicai with a message.

"Figure it out yourself."

This is something only men would understand!

Women probably can't understand this.

Back in her room, Ye Lan glanced at the viewership of the live stream.

It's not bad. Although some people left, most of the audience is still waiting for him.

Upon seeing Ye Lan return, they all started flooding the screen with comments.

"Brother Ye, you're finally back. Why did it take you so long to go to the bathroom? Were you secretly watching porn?"

"The longer it goes on, the stronger I am. This little brat doesn't understand anything." Ye Lan curled her lips and casually threw her cigarette butt into the ashtray.

"I understand. Actually, Brother Ye only needs three seconds to finish, but to save face, he deliberately stayed in the toilet for so long before coming out."

Ye Lan was worried that if she continued talking, her live stream would be banned, so she stopped paying attention.

I opened the game, ready to climb the ranks on my account.

After awakening the system, he focused on playing on Lin Xueyao's account, and rarely played on his own account.

This is why he is currently still at 1900 points in the peak competition.

However, it's not a big problem. Ye Lan is already used to high-score matches and ranks up very quickly.