Chapter 59: Chapter 59: The Three Treasures of Barbecue
Ever since Zhang Yumeng went to Hang City, I haven’t seen her for a while.
It was like a long-dry land meeting a rainstorm; only when Zhang Yumeng’s barren land turned muddy did she finally let go.
After delivering, Gu Bai didn’t even have time for a post-cigarette, both of them fell into a deep sleep.
This sleep lasted from 5 PM to 9 PM, and if it wasn’t for Deng Bo’s phone call asking if he would return to the dorm, he might have slept until the next morning.
Sitting up, with slightly weak legs, Gu Bai walked into the bathroom.
Looking at his slightly weakened self in the mirror, he mumbled, "Looks like I need to start my fitness plan early. Otherwise, with this skinny frame, I might get middle-aged issues early."
Of course, it was mainly because he had been indulging himself too much lately.
Not to mention Luo Yaqian, Qi Man and Zhang Yumeng, which among them isn’t an ideal juicer in a man’s mind?
How many men can resist them?
Probably only a true and well-learned monk could resist. There’s no way a hot-blooded young man like Gu Bai could.
Actually, Gu Bai’s weakness isn’t like Zhao Weiwei’s kind of true weakness; it’s superficial. Just lay off women for a bit and adjust himself, and he’ll be back, no exercise needed.
But is that possible?
Gu Bai could only shout that’s not the life he wanted!
If he couldn’t even handle two fishes like Qi Man and Zhang Yumeng now, how could he call himself a playboy?
So giving up women was not an option for Gu Bai, and he wouldn’t change his principles.
At this time, Gu Bai complained a bit that the system only gave him a car but didn’t fuel it, wishing it could boost his physique.
He planned to ask Zhao Weiwei and Li Zhun if they had any secrets for recovery, given that they’re always messing around within indulgences.
After freshening up, the phone in Gu Bai’s room suddenly rang.
When Gu Bai walked over and saw it was Lu Wei calling, he answered right away.
"Hello, President Gu, did I disturb you?"
"No."
"Well, it’s like this, that thing you mentioned before, I discussed it with UU and we think it’s doable. I usually stream live in Shanghai, and since you’re in Shanghai too, I wonder if you have time to join me for a meal someday?"
A week later, Lu Wei finally called.
Gu Bai wasn’t surprised that Lu Wei agreed, there was no need to call otherwise, he just mentioned it casually.
As for how Lu Wei knew he was in Shanghai, Gu Bai hadn’t hidden his identity. Anyone could find out by asking Principal Wang or Cai Lolita; plus, the racing event got him a bit of fame in the Shanghai Circle, and people knew his name.
"Alright then, the guild is preparing these days, I’ll contact you soon."
On the other end, Lu Wei gave Sister UU an OK sign and hung up.
"All set?"
Sister UU asked eagerly.
"All set, he said the guild is preparing and will contact me in the coming days."
"Did he mention when he’d send the 10 million worth of gifts? With that boost, the Douyu annual contest would basically be in the bag."
"He didn’t, but I assume President Gu would make a move during this annual event, given it’s also promoting his new guild, he won’t miss the chance."
Sister UU nodded.
"Alright then, let’s start streaming; the annual contest finale is just days away. Increase your streaming hours a bit these days. I’ve also contacted someone to send you 2 million in gifts today to build some momentum."
Lu Wei smiled broadly, a grin like a blooming flower, and headed off with Ma Feifei to start the stream.
Having a woman like Sister UU behind him, success was inevitable, and it was only because of his own foolishness that he cooled off so completely.
After the call, Zhang Yumeng was woken up.
Seeing the sleepy Zhang Yumeng, Gu Bai asked with a smile, "Hungry?"
Zhang Yumeng nodded, "A bit hungry."
Being hungry was normal, given they just had over an hour of intense waist exercise.
"What do you want to eat?"
Zhang Yumeng yawned.
"I don’t know, whatever you eat, I’ll eat too."
Hearing this, Gu Bai took out his phone and opened the takeout app. "Let’s just order some takeout then."
With that, he started ordering directly.
The barbecue trio, ordered all without missing a single one.
"Ten oysters, ten lamb kidneys, and ten skewers of chives."
"What are you eating?"
"What kind of things are you ordering?"
Zhang Yumeng looked at Gu Bai with a teasing expression.
Gu Bai blushed: "Got to charge up this body, recently I’ve only been driving, not charging, my little electric scooter’s almost out of juice."
Zhang Yumeng covered her mouth and giggled.
These days, the income of takeout guys is not bad, not like a few years later when they’d complain about the platform. They’re pretty quick too, but the hotel, out of protection for their presidential suite guests, followed the takeout guy the whole way until Gu Bai received the items, then went back downstairs with the hotel staff.
"Dude, you’re staying in a presidential suite, why order takeout?"
The takeout guy asked the service attendant familiarly.
The attendant rolled his eyes at him: "Have you watched too many dramas? Can’t rich people eat takeout? Haven’t you seen on Weibo even big shots like Ma Yun eat at food stalls?"
Gu Bai, unaware of the conversation about him outside, was happily munching on big kidneys. After a few oysters and kidneys, he felt as if his body regained its vitality, whether it was just an illusion or not.
After eating, Gu Bai leaned back on the sofa and opened the live stream.
At this moment, Lu Wei’s stream wasn’t gaming as usual but was doing a PK like those in the beauty streamer section, and the opponent wasn’t some small streamer but was Feng Mogu, who was clearly doing beauty streaming but insisted on occupying the gaming channel.
Normally, Lu Wei and Feng Mogu weren’t familiar with each other, had little interaction, and could only be considered as one being the top male streamer, and the other barely considered the top female streamer, as the title of Douyu’s top female streamer had no clear conclusion for years.
This PK with voice chat was an official task given to both, to utilize their popularity to create a buzz and drive the annual streamer election to its climax.
Their PK was quite flat, with Lu Wei chatting casually in his stream, full of expletives, while Feng Mogu was also chill chatting with her fans, and several minutes into a 20-minute PK, neither side’s progress bar had moved much, with only about a few thousand yuan worth of gifts combined.
A few thousand yuan might be a huge tip for small streamers, but with two top influencers on the platform PKing, it was clearly not enough.
While chatting, Lu Wei suddenly received a message from the platform super administrator on WeChat, asking him to liven up the atmosphere and stop slacking off.
Feng Mogu on the other side likely got the same hint, putting down her phone and smiling at Lu Wei: "Just sitting here and awkwardly chatting isn’t going anywhere, how about I sing a song to get the mood going?"
Lu Wei, at a loss on how to stir up the mood, immediately agreed upon Feng Mogu’s suggestion.
"Sure! Everyone knows about Feng Mogu’s title as Douyu’s singing champion, please go easy on us guys over there, I’ve not PKed much, losing badly would be embarrassing."
Feng Mogu also adjusted her sound card.
"Then I’ll perform ’Sing in the Rain’. If any fans like it, send some small gifts over. The opponent is our platform’s top male streamer, if you don’t step it up, we’re really going to lose."
Sometimes, audience rationality is just this fragile. As soon as Feng Mogu finished speaking, two rockets launched in her stream, suddenly causing the PK bar to tilt towards her.
With Feng Mogu starting to sing, gifts kept rolling in her stream. Though nothing like Super Fire or rockets, fish balls, membership cards, and planes kept coming up, immediately shrinking Lu Wei’s PK bar to one centimeter.
Lu Benwei wasn’t in a hurry, smiling as he listened to the song, half-heartedly asking for votes.
Although Sister UU prepared 2 million for him, he wasn’t planning on using it at this moment. He would wait until his stream reached its peak viewers daily; that’s when using it would be most effective. Using it now simply meant winning a PK without any real gain, besides it would mean outright offending Feng Mogu.
He wasn’t a PK streamer, after all. The platform’s annual signing fees were enough for him to live comfortably; he planned on sticking to simple streaming without fuss.
But his audience didn’t know his thoughts; you could say Lu Wei’s viewership had a cohesion comparable to that big horse monkey medal in later generations. Whether in small or large streams, you could see someone typing *NB, although mostly in jest, it also showcased his influence and fan loyalty.
Seeing the PK bar repeatedly suppressed by Feng Mogu, a fan with Lu Wei’s level 17 badge launched 10 rockets, directly overturning the PK bar between both.
Not to be outdone, Feng Mogu’s side quickly retaliated with a rocket, and as the two sides exchanged fire, the two streamers were rather unaffected, but their viewers got seriously heated.
For every plane here, a rocket was launched over there.
Just as the rocket effect took off, another side launched a Super Fire, and within minutes, the total gifts exchanged reached tens of thousands of yuan, almost breaking six figures.
Douyu staff observing in the shadows were all smiles; this was the effect they wanted. Why make two top streamers PK if they only swapped a few thousand yuan each in the end?