SFS Chapter 241 I Came for Her
Chapter 241 I Came for Her
"I hadn't thought about it. The reason I agreed to participate in the show was because Sister Nanxi would be there; I'm a fan of hers."
The boy had short, neat hair, sharp eyebrows, and bright eyes. He looked intently at the camera as he spoke, and his arrogant and unruly aura had subsided considerably.
"Wow! I know that 9 God interacts with Teacher Song on Weibo. Could it be that the girl 9 God likes is Teacher Song? No way!" the host exclaimed dramatically.
Qi Jiu sneered, watching the host laugh so hard he was doubled over, and he curled the corners of his lips.
The overly indifferent response caused the host's smile to freeze, and he awkwardly fell silent.
Qi Jiu: "Do you think you're very humorous?"
The host, a young man and a somewhat well-known commentator in the e-sports circle, was stunned upon hearing this: "What?"
"I only have one piece of advice for you: you hosted very well, but don't host next time."
After Qi Jiu finished speaking, she stood up straight.
Because the camera was to be aimed at his upper body, the camera position was adjusted to be relatively low. When Qi Jiu suddenly stood up, his long legs, which seemed to have nowhere to go, couldn't fit on the screen at all.
The previously noisy live stream chat was instantly flooded with screams from Qi Jiu's female fans.
【Aaaaaah! My husband's legs are longer than my life!】
[Holy crap, bro, why did you suddenly stand up?!]
My gaze involuntarily drifted to... I'm sorry, I'm guilty.
[The challenge is to not look where you're acting... a good failure.]
Seriously, 9 God, aren't you ever considering going straight into the entertainment industry?! I support you in pursuing your dream of becoming a star and winning over your wife!!
Honestly, I'm starting to ship them.
[The host is definitely pushing his own agenda, isn't he? I've disliked this guy for a long time, he's been digging traps for 9 God. If he wants to be Su Su's lapdog, he can be that. My 9 God is noble, and that guy is not worthy.]
With Su Su's looks, she could easily make it into the entertainment industry, so why isn't she worthy? It's more like the fans of a certain female celebrity with a ton of scandals who can't sit still after seeing someone prettier than her? Hilarious!
[To all those who force a particular fandom affiliation, explode! We're saying anyone with eyes can see who's high-class and who's low-class, right? Sister Song's livestream is right next door, why don't you go check it out?]
……
The interview with Song Nanxi went relatively smoothly.
The organizers repeatedly emphasized that Song Nanxi's needs should be put first.
She may not be the biggest star, but she has a lot of big names standing behind her!
After the interview ended, the host left, and the staff said that he could go on stage in a little while.
Just as Qi Jiu was about to knock, the door opened.
The host quickly greeted him, "Hello, God 9."
Qi Jiu gave a curt "hmm" and walked in sideways.
The host, who had been unjustly attacked, was completely bewildered.
Who offended this big shot?
"how?"
Song Nanxi saw Qi Jiu approaching in the mirror. The boy had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, with incredibly defined facial features—a rare, dashing look in the entertainment industry. With a change of clothes, he could totally cosplay a young swordsman.
Qi Jiu pursed his thin lips and shook his head sullenly.
He looked at Song Nanxi, his eyes lighting up instantly.
"Sister, did the host give you a hard time?"
Song Nanxi understood and asked in return, "Were you put in a difficult position?"
Qi Jiu was happy that Song Nanxi paid attention to him, and his mood was a little cheerful. After thinking about it, he shook his head, "Not really, she just asked some really stupid questions, and she couldn't stop talking about women. I don't understand, do I look like a lecher?"
I really want to smash that idiot host's head in.
"Pfft, maybe it's because the e-sports scene is a bit chaotic?" Song Nanxi stroked her chin.
Grass!
Qi Jiu quickly clarified, "I don't sleep with fans! And—I'm still a virgin! As a man, I strictly adhere to male virtues, okay!"
"Ah...is that so?"
Song Nanxi blinked.
That's it!
"Alright," Song Nanxi said as she passed by, casually patting his head. "Little brother, you don't need to explain it to me in such detail."
The two prepared to go on stage together.
Qi Jiu followed behind her, looking at her aloof and tall figure, pursed her lips, and asked awkwardly with her ears turning red, "So, do you believe me or not?"
Song Nanxi's gaze was drawn to a few people in the first row, and she didn't hear clearly, "Huh? Believe in what?"
Qi Jiu said dejectedly, "Never mind, it's nothing..."
Since he had already said that, Song Nanxi naturally wouldn't ask any further questions.
She's not some confidante.
The first row of the audience seats, although they were all separated by more or less strangers.
But their unique demeanor and physique made Song Nanxi recognize them at a glance.
Two girls separated Yan Xingxue and Ling Sheng. Jiang Mu was also sitting with Chi Hao, with the Crown Prince crouching in his lap. Perhaps to prevent the Crown Prince from making a sound, he had specially put a very cool muzzle on him.
The Crown Prince saw Song Nanxi's figure in the distance and, as expected, became excited.
She squirmed in Jiang Muye's arms, trying to rush over to her.
Jiang Mu also cursed under her breath, then lowered her head, seemingly scolding the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince whimpered pitifully, looking at her with wet eyes.
Chi Hao had grown his hair long and simply tied it into a small bun at the back of his head, giving him a rather artistic air.
They're laughing uproariously right now.
Song Nanxi looked on with interest, then turned her head to glance at Qi Yu, who was standing on the side of the staff, and curled her lips into a smile.
With a twisted sense of humor, I wondered if these people would start fighting on the spot?
Qi Jiu was more than half a head taller than Song Nanxi, and when he turned his head, he saw the smile on Song Nanxi's face.
It is a joy that comes from within.
He followed Song Nanxi's gaze, first seeing a dog, and then his eyes fell on the man holding the dog—
The young man had the face of a scumbag, with slightly curly silver hair and black tattoos extending from the collar of his hoodie, resembling some kind of mysterious totem.
'Crown Prince's Father'.
In an instant, the name flooded my mind.
Qi Jiu knew all the information about Song Nanxi that was publicly available online, and naturally she also knew that the man called 'Crown Prince Dad' had a close relationship with Song Nanxi.
But none of these are the most crucial points—Qi Jiu never expected that the owner of the TGY team was actually one of Song Nanxi's men!
Qi Jiu's hands, hanging at her sides, clenched involuntarily. With her eyes downcast, she thought irritably, "Is Jiang Mu crazy? Doesn't he usually never show his face? This time, he brought a dog and dressed up in such a flashy way, as if he's afraid the netizens at the scene won't recognize him?"
You're always causing trouble for your sister!
He was grinding his teeth so hard that Song Nanxi glanced at him in surprise.
"Did you see your enemy?"
Qi Jiu's eyes were filled with resentment, and she looked a little aggrieved.
"The thoughts of boys this age are really hard to fathom," Song Nanxi thought to herself.
"I'm sure everyone here, as well as our fans in the live stream, is eager to get started!"
"Now, please welcome our guests to the stage. The rules for this event will prohibit guests from forming teams privately; we will use a live draw to assign teams. Additionally, the four invited esports players can choose which team they wish to support and help their favorite team achieve victory."
"Wow, I wonder who the big shots will choose? I can't wait!"