Chapter 317: Chapter 317: All of the Above are Wrong Examples
Shen Yi kept staring at the screen without blinking, while Sang Ning’s hand was already sore from waving, yet he still showed no reaction whatsoever.
"Looks like this friend’s internet speed isn’t great. How about we cut it off?"
Just as Sang Ning was about to cut off the split-screen livestream, his expression suddenly relaxed, and he blinked several times in rapid succession.
Upon closer inspection, Shen Yi’s eye sockets were red, with a faint hint of moisture, as if he was about to burst into tears at any moment: "Alright, my talent show is finished."
Sang Ning: "??? Sorry, but can I ask what exactly you performed—lagging as an act?"
"The challenge was not blinking for one minute. That’s the talent I brought to everyone today," Shen Yi explained solemnly.
Sang Ning: "..."
Commenter: "..."
"Haha, thanks to Shen Yi for bringing us such an amazing talent show. This connection ends here!" Sang Ning said some polite closing lines, but ruthlessly cut the connection, leaving Shen Yi no chance to explain. She was truly fed up.
Before the screen cut off entirely, Shen Yi reached out, trying to stop Sang Ning, but she acted so quickly that all anyone saw was Shen Yi’s blurry afterimage before he disappeared from the frame completely.
[Sang Ning: Can you guess why I didn’t laugh? Is it because I’m naturally serious?]
[Sang Ning disconnected the call so fast. I can see Shen Yi clearly still had more to say to her.]
[Sang Ning: Sorry, but my mom told me not to befriend boys lacking common sense.]
[I really let my guard down. I had high expectations, thinking Shen Yi, being so cool, would bring something impressive to the table. And yet, this...?]
[I might be the only one shipping Shen Yi and Sang Ning here, am I? For someone as aloof as Shen Yi to do something so childish for Sang Ning, he must really have feelings for her!]
[Please, can you CP fans stop obsessing over imaginary pairings? Shen Yi and Sang Ning are just friends. You’re making this awkward for them!]
Sang Ning took a deep breath and slowly exhaled: "Alright, that’s three viewers we’ve connected with. Next up is the last viewer for today, and then my mission will be complete."
[Even through the screen, I feel Sang Ning’s frustration. She probably has her fists clenched—if Shen Yi were in front of her, he’d have gotten a beating by now, no doubt.]
[Sang Ning: If I’ve done wrong, let the law punish me, not a bunch of nutcases tormenting me!]
[Hahaha, let me laugh at Sang Ning for a minute—this is honestly too funny.]
[It’s evident Sister Ning is streaming purely out of obligation for her fans.]
Sang Ning successfully connected to the fourth viewer. The environment on the other side seemed poorly lit, with the screen engulfed in darkness. Only a faint, blurry silhouette was visible, making it impossible to discern the viewer’s features.
But Sang Ning let out a sigh of relief. If they were willing to show their face, perhaps they weren’t here to cause trouble.
"Welcome, friend! Please say hello to the viewers in front of the camera," Sang Ning gestured at the camera with a wave.
"Hello to all the viewers in Sister Sangsang’s livestream! I’m Song Shiye—it’s been a while. I’ve missed you all so much!" The figure in the split-screen warmly greeted everyone.
Upon hearing the familiar name, Sang Ning felt completely deflated.
Great. Did they all plan this together today, deliberately setting up a reunion of acquaintances to mess with her?
"Song Shiye, isn’t it study time right now? And how did you even get your hands on a phone?" Sang Ning asked with a suddenly stern tone.
"Sister Sangsang, hold on—technically, it’s break time, not study time," Song Shiye chuckled mischievously, "Sister Sangsang, I really missed you! I always feel like centuries have passed since I last saw you. Studying is so exhausting—even phones are off-limits. Sigh, studying really isn’t for me!"
[What’s going on with Song Shiye? Didn’t he say he was temporarily dropping out of the scene for a year to focus on studying? Why is he livestreaming now—is this just for show? Was his studying just empty talk?]
[Who knows? Being a star earns way more than studying—staying offline for a year, he’d lose so much money. Can he really bear that?]
[When it comes to showbiz, just watch for entertainment. If Song Shiye truly focused on studying for a year without accepting a single gig, then I’ll believe him.]
[Haha, calm down. Do you really think he cares whether or not you believe in him?]
"Song—Shiye—" Sang Ning growled through clenched teeth. "After all the tutoring I gave you, if you don’t study seriously, do you believe I’ll march to your school and beat you senseless?"
Sang Ning knew Song Shiye’s school was very strict—similar to Sang Chuan’s new school, it required all senior students to focus on closed learning for an entire year.
Furthermore, Song Shiye wasn’t even part of an arts class, so the management would naturally be much stricter.
But for someone who had been at school this long to still have such an attitude—it really made her want to clench her fists.
"Sister Sangsang, don’t be mad... What I meant was, studying is *extremely* suitable for me. I’ll definitely study hard and won’t let you down. You can trust me a hundred times over!" Song Shiye quickly pledged his allegiance.
At that moment, an unwelcome off-screen voice rang out from the split-screen: "Song Shiye, did you steal my phone, you brat?"
From the voice, it sounded like a middle-aged woman, probably around forty.
The next second, the split-screen suddenly brightened, accompanied by Song Shiye’s panicked voice: "No, Teacher Wang—wait, no—Mr. Wang, hear me out, I can explain!"
"You little rascal, trying to cover it up? You thought I wouldn’t recognize you because you threw a school jacket over yourself?"
Mr. Wang pulled off the jacket covering Song Shiye’s head and swiftly snatched the phone from his hands.
Glaring at the phone, she and Sang Ning locked gazes, exchanging a look before Mr. Wang furrowed her brows in disdain, saying: "These livestreamers nowadays really have no boundaries—even targeting students."
Then, with a scowl, Mr. Wang tapped the screen, and Song Shiye’s split-screen disappeared entirely from the livestream.
[I’m dying of laughter—it turns out Song Shiye stole his teacher’s phone. That’s true commitment to being Sister Sangsang’s number one fan, risking everything just to watch her livestream.]
[Dear student viewers, please don’t imitate behavior like Song Shiye’s—this is absolutely not acceptable!]
[Looks like Mr. Wang doesn’t recognize Sang Ning—mistaking her for a shady streamer. This has got to be today’s biggest misunderstanding.]
[I’ve decided—this incident officially becomes a permanent, irremovable black mark on Song Shiye’s life story.]
Sang Ning stared at the screen in silence for a long time. With friends like these, she really felt like saying "Thank you" sarcastically.
"Dear fans, the four viewers we connected with today all provided incorrect examples of behavior. Please don’t imitate them and strive to be mentally balanced individuals, alright?" Sang Ning, though exhausted, maintained her professional smile and continued streaming.