Chapter Sixty-Six: That Is My Best Friend

"Mom, please listen to my explanation!"
"Mom, Ma?"
Beep—
The call was cut off, leaving Little Dazed Girl stunned.
"You bastard, was this your doing?"
Little Dazed Girl was furious, glaring intensely at Bai Qingming.
"Ahem."
Bai Qingming pretended nothing was amiss and coughed lightly. "The weather's really nice today. Oh, right—what should we have for dinner?"
"Eat your own damn dinner! I'm done with you!"
With that, Little Dazed Girl lunged at Bai Qingming.
Her posture startled him.
If he remembered correctly, her period wasn’t over yet, was it?
Wasn’t it said that girls on their period become fragile and weak? How come she’s even fiercer now?
Who could withstand this?
...
Seven o’clock in the evening.
Another day of living as a couch potato had come to an end.
Gathered on the five major streaming platforms, Bai Qingming started his livestream.
"This guy finally went live!"
"What’s our spiritual leader streaming today? Will you sing us a song?"
"I’m here to learn skills, want to see the Single Godfather play ranked on the Canyon Peak server. Heard he once carried Poetry Fairy and showed off his VN in front of Uzi."
"You’ve come to the right place, upstairs. If it's skills you want, this is the stream to watch."
In less than a minute, the stream had over ten million viewers.
Some fans had been waiting for ages, others rushed in as soon as they got the notification; everyone enthusiastically sent barrages of comments, and some wealthy viewers showered him with gifts, almost as if to insult the streamer.
"Let’s start with some perks, shall we? I’ll pick ten lucky viewers for a cash red packet of 8,888 each. Just send a comment to participate for free."
Bai Qingming was generous and willful as ever.
The chat was soon flooded with "666," "Streamer is awesome," and similar phrases.
To be honest, Bai Qingming hadn’t decided what to stream today.
Truth be told, this batch of viewers was quite demanding.
His popularity was still rising, but not as quickly as before, and it would be a long time before he reached the next reward milestone.
So today, Bai Qingming simply planned to take it easy.

But seeing the fans' enthusiasm, his professional ethics wouldn't allow him to slack off. In a flash, Bai Qingming decided to liven things up.
At that moment, a quality comment caught Bai Qingming’s attention.
"Can I ask everyone something? Today, I found a girl who chats frequently and ambiguously with my boyfriend on his phone. When I asked who she was, he blamed me for looking at his phone and even hit me. But I really love him. What should I do?"
Clearly, this was sent by a female viewer, and her words were full of grievance.
As soon as her comment appeared, warm-hearted viewers responded.
"Break up! Why keep such a boyfriend for New Year’s?"
"Once there's a first time, there'll be countless more. The sooner you break up, the better."
"Honestly, you got hit and still say you love him? You deserve it."
"I'm twenty, gentle, don’t smoke or drink, a warm-hearted guy with no bad habits, healthy, regular checkups, you can manage my salary card, if you and my mom fell into water, I’d save you first, I’ll buy you pads if you’re on your period and won’t force you to drink hot water. Miss, why not break up and be with me?"
"Everyone come quick, there’s an honest guy here!"
"Honest guy, did you dig up your ancestors’ graves?"
"Stop arguing, let me ask, what is the planet of happiness?"
...
The comments were going fine, then suddenly erupted into arguments. Bai Qingming was baffled.
How could they start fighting over this? Unbelievable!
Watching the chaos unfold, Bai Qingming was about to say something to ease the tension.
At that moment, the female viewer who said her boyfriend hit her sent another comment.
"Thank you, kind people, for your advice. The main issue is, my boyfriend’s family is threatening to call the police and demanding compensation.
His ribs were broken in two places and his lower leg is fractured—all because I hit him. He’s now in the hospital, and his parents want to hold me accountable, forcing me to break up with him. I refuse. Is there any way to salvage this? Waiting online, urgent."
The moment this comment appeared,
the entire livestream fell silent.
No one dared speak.
"I remember there was an honest guy earlier? Will you take this one?"
"Break up, girl, there’s an honest guy in the chat who wants you."
"Is the honest guy still here? Please speak up."
"Honestly, taking over isn’t a big deal, but can you handle being beaten?"
...
From the start till now, Bai Qingming hadn’t said a word, but he’d been laughing for ages.
The mature viewers had learned to keep the chat lively and create topics on their own.
This was peak entertainment.
Inspired by his viewers, Bai Qingming had an idea.

Since the fans were so enthusiastic, he couldn’t help but want to play along.
"Brothers, today I won’t sing or play games. Let’s do some interactive voice calls—you can ask any questions, like issues you can’t solve, or relationship advice, whatever you want. How’s that sound?"
His words instantly drew support from the viewers.
"Alright, let’s welcome our first lucky caller!"
No sooner had Bai Qingming spoken than a quick-handed viewer chose to connect.
"Hello, streamer."
The speaker was a male viewer, sounding like a man in his thirties or forties.
"Hello, please begin your performance."
After a brief greeting, Bai Qingming prompted him.
"Here’s the thing, streamer—my question might be a bit tricky."
"No worries, ask away."
Bai Qingming gestured, already prepared.
"My question is: a man claiming to be God appears before you and gives you a red button. Then, with a wave of his hand, your best friend appears in front of you, tied up.
God tells you that for every press of the button, you’ll get ten million, as many times as you like, no limit, the button won’t break. But each press forces your best friend to eat three pounds of excrement—exactly three pounds, not a mouthful less, and if he vomits, it’ll be poured back in.
Faced with this, between friendship and money, what would you choose?"
The viewer asked.
Instantly, the comment section exploded.
"Money is just a worldly possession, so I choose money."
"I’d choose friendship, because this question is fake; if it’s real, ask me again, and my previous answer doesn’t count."
"My friend wonders where he can encounter a good thing like this? If you know, please share."
Confronted with the question, Bai Qingming was momentarily stunned, then sighed.
He had underestimated it—this wasn’t just tricky, it was profound.
It seemed simple, just a choice, but it was a test of humanity.
After thinking for a while, Bai Qingming slowly opened his mouth and gave his answer.
"Three pounds?"
"But that’s my best friend!"
"Make it more excrement!"
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