Chapter 94: Don’t Make Trouble, and Watch the Match Quietly!
On Tomato TV, in the finals livestream for Tianhai University’s battle royale tournament.
Most of the people watching here were students from Tianhai University, Tianhai University of Science and Technology, and Tianhai Normal University, along with a few passersby drawn in by the title.
The number of viewers in the room was not especially high. Altogether, it had not even broken ten thousand, and the popularity score was hardly impressive either. Still, the atmosphere in the stream was fairly lively.
After all, this campus battle royale tournament, hosted by Tianhai University, had drawn considerable attention on campus. And because Tianhai Tech and Tianhai Normal had sent student teams to challenge the hosts, those two schools were also eagerly awaiting the result.
Tianhai University was the home team, after all. Most of the squads competing were from Tianhai University, so support for them was strong. But because Tianhai Tech and Tianhai Normal had organized their own backing, the combined momentum of those two sides was unexpectedly no weaker than Tianhai University’s.
Three camps, from three different schools, were all here cheering for their own teams.
For a time, the livestream comments filled with messages urging on their respective school teams.
Just then, the viewer count began to rise slowly.
The next second, it broke ten thousand outright.
This change did not draw much attention from those already watching the match in the room.
However, less than a minute later, the number of viewers surged upward at a terrifying pace.
Twenty thousand.
Thirty thousand.
In the end, the livestream stabilized at around thirty-five thousand viewers.
When some people finally noticed the change, they were stunned.
What had just happened?
In the blink of an eye, how had the viewer count suddenly exploded like this?
No one could understand why the livestream’s audience had quadrupled or even quintupled in the span of about a minute.
The change was clearly unscientific.
While some people were still puzzled, the comments in the room changed rapidly.
“Where is Brother Trickster?”
“Where’s Brother Trickster?”
“Hahaha, I’m here. Brother Trickster, come out and greet us.”
“Surprised? Delighted? Brother Trickster, we’ve arrived!”
“Why can’t I see Brother Trickster?”
“Brother Trickster, come out!”
Seeing the chat instantly flood with those three words, many people were left dumbfounded.
Who was Brother Trickster?
Had these people wandered into the wrong livestream?
That question rose involuntarily in many minds.
But the several camps that had originally been cheering for their own schools suddenly saw a huge wave of newcomers storm in and spam the chat, and some of them immediately grew annoyed.
Clearly, they took these sudden arrivals for troublemakers.
“Damn it, you’ve got the wrong stream, haven’t you?”
“There’s no stupid Brother Trickster here. Get lost.”
“Get the hell out of here and stop messing up our cheering!”
“What Brother Trickster? Never heard of him.”
“Trash, scram!”
A few hot-tempered viewers immediately started hurling insults at the group that had come over from Lin Zijin’s livestream.
Seeing those comments, many of the newcomers were enraged.
Although their arrival had been sudden, they had not done anything disgraceful. They had not even insulted anyone.
They had merely come to see Brother Trickster.
Now that they had suddenly learned Brother Trickster was here, of course they had come to show their support.
But instead, they had been cursed at.
Over the past month, under Yang Hao’s leadership and patient guidance, they had become a rare clean stream in the world of livestreams.
They did not stir up trouble, did not insult people on purpose, and did nothing to tarnish Lin Zijin’s image.
After all, as Lin Zijin’s fans, if they caused any trouble with negative effects, it could very likely damage her reputation.
They listened to Brother Trickster. They learned to stay calm. They began to love peace.
But that did not mean they could be trampled by anyone who felt like it.
Once someone crossed them, the moment they truly fought back, the other side would never be able to imagine it, let alone endure it.
If the other side had only spoken rudely, they would not have immediately lashed out.
Although Brother Trickster was not here, there were still a few respected figures among the newcomers, and with them keeping order, everyone else would hold themselves back a little.
But when they realized the other side was not only insulting them, but also insulting Brother Trickster, who had done nothing at all, they could no longer tolerate it.
Who was Brother Trickster? He was their boss!
If their boss was being cursed at, how could the underlings possibly endure it?
Though these people usually joked around with Yang Hao and spoke to him without much formality, everyone knew it was all in good fun and harmless.
The place Yang Hao held in their hearts was probably far greater than even he himself realized.
Yang Hao was different from Lin Zijin.
Lin Zijin was the idol they loved, the goddess they protected.
But Brother Trickster was their spiritual leader.
He was the one who could lead from the front and charge into battle with them.
Few people could have imagined that Brother Trickster held such a lofty position in their subconscious.
Even Yang Hao himself would probably be shocked if he knew.
They were displeased.
So they ran back to Lin Zijin’s livestream to call for reinforcements.
“Brothers, the time has come for us to step up!”
“Brother Trickster needs you. Come with me!”
When those two lines appeared in Lin Zijin’s livestream, the viewers there were shaken.
No one could imagine just how strong the cohesion was among Lin Zijin’s fans under Yang Hao’s leadership.
Almost at the same moment, Tianhai University’s battle royale tournament livestream suddenly迎来了 a scene that shocked countless people.
In less than two minutes, the viewer count soared at a speed beyond anyone’s comprehension.
From the original thirty or forty thousand, it jumped straight to seventy or eighty thousand, and it still showed no sign of stopping.
One hundred thousand.
Two hundred thousand.
Three hundred thousand.
...
With such a massive influx, the livestream nearly collapsed.
Then, the next moment, countless people stared wide-eyed at the number showing the live viewer count.
Too terrifying.
What on earth had happened this time?
In many hearts, there was only overwhelming confusion and shock.
This viewer count was far too frightening.
Everyone’s mind had gone completely blank.
They had never encountered anything like this before.
Perhaps very few people ever would.
And yet, in the next instant, when the three words Brother Trickster completely flooded the chat, they seemed to understand something.
Still, many were once again puzzled.
Just who exactly was this Brother Trickster?
Not everyone knew him.
So some people suddenly understood, while others fell into confusion.
The scene in the livestream descended into chaos.
Faced with this situation, the backend staff at Tomato TV, along with Tianhai University’s moderators in the room, were also at a loss.
Then all at once, a multicolored auspicious cloud wrapped in holy light appeared in the livestream.
At the sight of it, everyone froze, including the large group that had come over from Lin Zijin’s stream.
As the glow in the livestream gradually faded, a conspicuous golden notice suddenly refreshed on the screen.
Before anyone could react, someone in the room sent ten rocket gifts, and with the rockets came the same line repeated again and again:
“Stop making trouble. Watch the match quietly!”