LPLFDA Chapter 75

Little Deer was a very hardworking streamer. He spent most of his time live-streaming.

In his streaming room, almost half of the viewers were haters.

He used to be a professional esports player, but after a hand injury, he retired from competition. After that, he transitioned into being a gaming streamer.

Fans in the esports circle were all extremely combative.

Little Deer’s retirement hadn’t been peaceful.

There were all kinds of rumors about him.

Some said he had backstabbed his teammates and was kicked out of the team. Others said he’d been blinded by money and left on his own because he thought the team wasn’t paying him enough.

As for the official statement that he retired due to a hand injury, many people simply didn’t believe it.

Little Deer had never responded to any of those rumors directly.

He was always smiling, looking like someone with a very good temper.

“Wow, look who I just ran into.”

At that moment, while streaming, Little Deer happened to notice that Feng Yuan had accepted his friend request.

His eyes curved as he smiled. Despite the silver hair on his head, his somewhat youthful face didn’t show any trace of arrogance or rebelliousness. Instead, it gave off a kind of contrasting cuteness.

Smiling, he clicked on “team up” and invited Feng Yuan to join his squad.

Feng Yuan still remembered him, so he accepted his invitation without hesitation.

The two of them formed a team. Little Deer turned on his mic.

He asked, “Are you going to invite your friend?”

The “friend” he mentioned was Qin Xun.

He had sent friend requests to both Qin Xun and Feng Yuan, but only Feng Yuan had accepted.

Qin Xun still hadn’t.

Hearing Little Deer’s voice so suddenly startled Feng Yuan a little.

But he quickly reacted and turned on his own voice chat as well.

“Hello!”

A soft, milky little voice came through the mic to Little Deer’s side, making him chuckle.

“Hello, I’m Little Deer. We played together last time.”

Feng Yuan: “Mhm!”

Feng Yuan: “I recognize your avatar! My friend’s not coming. He’s not around right now.”

Before starting the game, Feng Yuan had actually sent a message to Qin Xun.

But surprisingly, Qin Xun hadn’t replied.

Feng Yuan, his chubby little face thoughtful for a moment, figured Qin Xun was probably busy.

He left a message for Qin Xun, then went into the game alone.

“Alright then, just the two of us. Should I start the game?”

“Go ahead~!”

Feng Yuan responded softly and then followed Little Deer into a duo queue match.

He was such a tiny thing, yet when he played games, he was even more serious than when studying.

Although he didn’t have much skill and his gameplay wasn’t very good, Little Deer was there to protect him.

Several times, when he was on the verge of being killed by enemies, it was Little Deer who saved him.

“Little Deer, you’re so nice!”

Feng Yuan, full of gratitude, praised him again and again.

The big one and the little one playing together, the live stream’s popularity quickly rose again.

The comment section buzzed with activity, everyone talking about this little kid who had become famous just for getting beaten up in-game.

“Haven’t heard Yuan Yuan’s little baby voice in so long. It’s so cute!”

“Streamer, have you met Yuan Yuan before? What does he look like?”

“LOL, I knew it! This kid’s shown up again. It’s all just hype!”

“The streamer’s really shameless, huh? Using a kid just for views?”

“This little one must be trying to debut, right? Waiting for him to become an internet celebrity.”

“Are you two signed under the same MCN?”

A flood of skeptical comments filled the livestream chat.

But soon, someone came forward to debunk the accusations right on the spot.

“Haters, get lost! Our Yuan Yuan doesn’t need hype, okay? Do you even know who he is? You’re just barking nonsense.”

“Look closely.”

“[Image]”

“This is personally verified by Y. Yuan Yuan is his godson.”

“If you don’t know who Y is, go look him up yourself.”

“Our Yuan Yuan doesn’t need hype to make money. He’s not short on cash.”

Y’s ID was a single capital letter “Y”.

After Y’s fans had seen his comment last time, they’d casually looked up Little Deer and followed him.

Y never streamed and never opened his DMs.

So, they wanted to hang around and see if they could catch a stream from Y’s godson.

And unexpectedly, they really did. Right here, on Little Deer’s channel.

After Y’s fans defended the boy in the chat, they started urging Little Deer excitedly:

“Little Deer, tell Yuan Yuan to ask his goddad to do a livestream, please!”

“Little Deer, I’ll send you a rocket gift. Can you talk to Yuan Yuan and see if he’ll show his face? I really want to see what he looks like!”

While playing the game, Little Deer also kept an eye on the live chat.

He saw those comments asking Feng Yuan to show his face.

But he didn’t bring it up to Feng Yuan.

He had never met Feng Yuan in person, but someone who knew Yu Yi had given him a heads-up.

Yuan Yuan’s identity wasn’t ordinary.

He shouldn’t reveal too much about Yuan Yuan online.

Little Deer was the type who listened to advice.

So instead of repeating his fans’ questions to Feng Yuan, he just kept playing with him peacefully.

Since Little Deer had played with plenty of big-name players and top-ranking streamers before, the gaming experience with him was top-tier.

Feng Yuan was enjoying professional-level gameplay companionship. The little one was practically floating with happiness.

“Little Deer, if I want to play games again later, can I call you?”

Little Deer: “Of course you can.”

Little Deer’s attitude toward this little god of wealth was still very good.

In both of these recent streams, Feng Yuan had brought him quite a lot of tips and gifts.

He wasn’t stupid. When faced with a request from a little lucky charm like this, he agreed without even a moment’s hesitation.

Leaning against the headboard, Feng Yuan crossed his chubby left leg over his right, his round little feet swinging back and forth.

The adults watching by his side all looked as if they wanted to say something, but held back.

“Isn’t Yuan Yuan playing games for a bit too long?”

Li Heng lowered his voice and asked Feng Qi.

Feng Qi pressed his fingers against his temples, his patience wearing thin.

A child that young shouldn’t be spending so much time with electronic devices. It would harm his eyesight.

That was precisely why Feng Qi didn’t want Feng Yuan to develop a gaming habit.

Yuan Yuan was only three years old. Even people who were thirteen or twenty-three sometimes couldn’t control themselves when it came to games.

If he wasn’t kept in check, not only would it affect his temperament, but his eyesight would also suffer.

“Let him off just for today,” Feng Qi said, though even as he spoke, he was already walking toward Feng Yuan.

He stopped in front of the boy, bent down, and leaned in close to his little face.

Feng Yuan’s eyes stayed fixed on the screen, but he still called out in his soft little voice, “Dad.”

He thought his dad had come to give him a kiss.

Right in the middle of an intense game, the little one didn’t even look up at his father. He just quickly turned his face to the side and puckered his lips, giving his dad a quick peck on the cheek.

“Okay, Yuan Yuan kissed you already. I’m going to play now, Dad, don’t play with Yuan Yuan, okay?”

From the moment he puckered his lips to kiss his dad to when he went back to gaming, the little guy never even looked at him once.

The tiny fellow was simply too busy.

Seeing how his little one was so busy yet still took the time to half-heartedly humor him, Feng Qi decided not to hold it against him.

“Forget it. Just for this half-day.”

Feng Qi set the limit: he could play however he wanted in the morning.

But in the afternoon, when they were discharged from the hospital, the game console would be confiscated.

Feng Yuan didn’t even lift his head, just answered with a distracted “Mm, mm, mm”. No one could tell if he actually heard or not.

The little one, fully absorbed in his game, completely ignored the adults.

Seeing this, Feng Qi simply told the accompanying adults to go take care of their own work.

Soon, only the three of them were left in the hospital room.

Li Sheng occasionally had to step out to take phone calls and handle some matters.

While Feng Qi stayed behind to take care of the little patient.

No, to be precise, the little patient had another nickname.

Little Emperor.

He really was like a pampered little emperor, with his dad waiting on him hand and foot.

“Dad, fruit.”

“Dad, water.”

“Dad, Yuan Yuan needs to pee.”

All of Feng Yuan’s little requests were completely fulfilled by his daddy.

He still had his mic on, so all those sounds were recorded and heard in the stream.

Hearing how well Feng Yuan’s Dad was taking care of him, Little Deer couldn’t help but ask carefully.

“Yuan Yuan, you’re playing games… your dad doesn’t mind?”

Feng Yuan shook his head.

Then he remembered that Little Deer couldn’t see him shaking his head.

So he spoke softly in his milky little voice, “No, Dad does mind.”

“Dad doesn’t let me play games, but I can play today.”

Little Deer was puzzled. “Why can you play today?”

Feng Yuan: “Mmm.”

Feng Yuan: “Because Yuan Yuan is seeing the doctor and got an injection. It really hurt.”

Last night’s IV drip, though the little one had been drowsy and half-asleep at the time, he hadn’t forgotten the pain of the needle.

As soon as Little Deer heard that he was sick, he immediately understood why his Dad was letting him off easy.

Adults were always like that.

Whenever a child got sick, they would feel extra tender toward them and become all the more indulgent.

“Yuan Yuan, how much longer do you have to stay in the hospital? Are you feeling any better?”

Feng Yuan’s chubby little face scrunched up in hesitation.

Staying in the hospital meant he could play games and didn’t have to do homework.

He kind of didn’t want to get better.

He wanted to keep staying there.

But if he stayed, he was afraid the doctor would come and give him more shots.

“Yuan Yuan’s not better yet. When Doctor Uncle comes, then I’ll be better.”

What Feng Yuan said didn’t sound very logical.

But Little Deer understood immediately, and he laughed softly.

“Yuan Yuan, do you mean that when the doctor comes to treat you, you’ll get better. And if he doesn’t come, then you’re not better yet?”

Feng Yuan: “Mmhm!”

Feng Yuan felt like he’d found a kindred spirit.

He really, really liked this Little Deer.

The whole conversation between the big one and the little one was clearly heard by Feng Qi in the hospital room.

If it had been any other day, Feng Yuan would’ve definitely gotten a scolding.

But today, he had a “no punishment” pass.

Feng Qi looked at his little one, completely absorbed in his game. The more he watched, the more frustrated he felt.

“Yuan Yuan, Dad’s going out for a bit. You stay here in the room and behave, okay? If anything happens, just press the button.”

There was a call button on the hospital bed.

As long as it was pressed, a doctor or nurse would immediately come to check on the patient.

After giving a few instructions, Feng Qi left the room to find the doctor.

He wanted to ask if Feng Yuan could be discharged a little earlier.

Qin Xun and Li Ting were also coming today.

He planned to take Feng Yuan home early to wait for them there.

As soon as Feng Qi left the ward, Feng Yuan became even more reckless with his gaming.

“Charge! Little Deer, charge!”

He stared at the screen, not blinking for a long while.

Maybe it was because he’d been staring for too long, but after a while, Feng Yuan started to feel a little nauseous.

He scrunched up his little face and gagged softly.

Little Deer caught the sound right away and asked in alarm, “Yuan Yuan, what’s wrong? Did I just hear you throw up? Maybe you should take a break? You’ve been playing for quite a while.”

But Feng Yuan didn’t want to rest.

He wiped his mouth and said, “Yuan Yuan didn’t throw up.”

Little Deer: “……”

At that point, not just Little Deer, even the viewers in the livestream chat were all beginning to empathize with Yuan Yuan’s dad, who always ended up having to discipline him.

“The last time I watched that video, I thought poor Yuan Yuan was being hit for no reason… but now…”

“Little Deer, maybe you should try to talk him into stopping again. He’s still a patient. Playing for this long isn’t good for him at all.”

It wasn’t that Little Deer hadn’t tried. He’d been trying to persuade him the whole time.

But Feng Yuan simply wouldn’t listen.

Some of Y’s fans in the chat, seeing that Little Deer’s coaxing wasn’t working, went straight to the comment section under Y’s videos to tattle to him.

The fans were all worried sick about this little cub who always seemed to get himself into trouble.

Meanwhile, the cub himself, Feng Yuan, couldn’t have cared less.

He hadn’t been allowed to play games for several days. Now that he finally could, he just wanted to enjoy himself properly.

“Yuan Yuan, I forgot to ask. What kind of illness do you have?”

Seeing that Yuan Yuan refused to stop playing, Little Deer decided to distract him with small talk.

Feng Yuan really liked Little Deer.

Seeing that his dad wasn’t in the room, he swung his chubby little legs and blurted out the truth.

“Yuan Yuan wanted to play games, but it needs adult verification.”

“Dad wouldn’t go to sleep, so Yuan Yuan lit incense to make Dad sleep.”

“And then, Yuan Yuan fainted.”

“The doctor said the incense Yuan Yuan lit was poisonous.”

Little Deer: “???”

Viewers in the livestream: “???”

Feng Yuan’s honest confession completely stunned everyone.

After dozens of lines of question marks filled the comment section, someone finally typed something.

“I finally believe it now. This kid getting hit on stream wasn’t staged.”

“He really is asking for a beating!”

“Little Deer, quick! Tell on him! Go tell his dad!”

The entire chat was urging Little Deer to report him.

Just as Little Deer was hesitating, his livestream was suddenly flooded with a barrage of extravagant gifts.

Each one was worth over ten thousand yuan, and there were twenty of them in a row.

The sudden shower of expensive gifts nearly left Little Deer dumbstruck.

He stared blankly for a few seconds before coming back to his senses.

Then he started reading out the thank-you list.

“Thank you, Y, for the twenty Hearts of the Universe! Bro, you’re really…”

As Little Deer was thanking his donors, he suddenly realized something felt off.

That ID, Y, looked kind of familiar.

Dazed, he clicked on the profile. The next second, Y’s homepage popped up.

Y. 523,000 followers.

Wait… wasn’t this Yuan Yuan’s godfather?

Yu Yi, who had just showered Little Deer’s stream with lavish gifts, then sent a message in the chat.

“Thanks a lot, Little Deer. If you hadn’t talked with him, we’d all still be in the dark.”

Yu Yi had just received word about Feng Yuan’s poisoning.

Their whole family was already on the way there.

Bored in the car, he’d casually scrolled through videos, only to stumble upon his fans’ tattling messages.

Yu Yi: “I’ve already sent the stream recording to his dad. Just wait.”

Yu Yi: “That little rascal’s about to get a spanking.”

Not long after Yu Yi’s message appeared.

Feng Qi walked out of the doctor’s office, his expression dark and grim, striding quickly toward the ward.

As he passed down the hallway, the TV hanging on the wall was broadcasting the news.

It was a report about a missing child case.

The latest victim in the recent string of child disappearance cases was a five-year-old girl named Anna.

Feng Qi glanced briefly at the news, then continued walking forward.

Soon.

He returned to the hospital room.

Inside, Feng Yuan was feeling dizzy from staring at the screen too long, yet his chubby little hands still clutched the game console tightly, unwilling to let go.

Watching this scene, and thinking back to how the little rascal had knocked himself out the night before, all because of games, the more Feng Qi thought about it, the angrier he became.

Meanwhile, the viewers in the livestream, upon hearing that all-too-familiar sound of a little butt getting smacked, finally felt satisfied.

The little cub, being punished, whimpered in his milky voice, “Why is Dad hitting Yuan Yuan again!”

The tattling viewers couldn’t help but smile.

As they listened to the sound of the spanking over the livestream, they typed out their mild, half-joking regret:

“If only Yuan Yuan turned on the camera while getting scolded.”

They wanted to see the chubby little cub pouting, teary-eyed, with his round bottom sticking out.

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Moonlit: Yuan Yuan, when will you ever learn a lesson? HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH