WCG Chapter 57

Inside the speeding car, the members of TLG were all resting with their eyes closed, except for the rustling sound of a plastic bag coming from the back seat.  

Yu Hui, who was closest to the source of the noise, endured it for a while but eventually couldn’t hold back. He opened his eyes and glanced at the person next to him. “Jiang Lele, can you be quiet?”  

Jiang Lele, nibbling on a piece of bread, blinked innocently and replied with a hint of grievance, “But I’m hungry.”  

Then, generously, he handed the bag full of bread resting on his lap over to Yu Hui. “It’s not like I won’t share. Why are you being so mean?”  

Yu Hui’s temple twitched. His early morning irritation had nowhere to go, so he simply put on his headphones, turned his back to Jiang Lele, and pretended not to see or hear him.  

Jiang Lele, seeing that Yu Hui wasn’t eating, reluctantly pulled the bread back, muttering, “If the Little White Hair were here, he’d probably finish the whole bag.”  

Having no one to fight over food with just felt weird.  

He turned back, thinking of offering some to Zhao Jiu, but saw that Zhao Jiu was already fast asleep, snoring. 

Left with no other options, Jiang Lele looked toward the front passenger seat.  

Xie Xu was wearing headphones, resting with his eyes closed, but the phone beside him was lit up, showing a live stream on Little Bear TV.  

Worried that Xie Xu couldn’t hear him because of the headphones, Jiang Lele stuffed the remaining bread into his mouth and raised his voice slightly. “Captain, do you want some bread?”  

But as he spoke and ate at the same time, he accidentally choked, pounding his chest a few times before finally swallowing it down.  

He opened a bottle of mineral water and took a sip. The icy water made his teeth ache. “If I’d known, I would’ve grabbed a bottle of milk from the Little White Hair before leaving.”  

At least milk wouldn’t freeze his teeth.  

With all his commotion, Xie Xu couldn’t ignore him even if he tried. He opened his eyes, initially intending to decline, but after a moment’s thought, he reached into the bag and took a piece of bread.  

As Xie Xu grabbed the bread, his other hand moved, tilting the phone screen slightly. Jiang Lele caught a clear glimpse of the figure with the unmistakable white hair on the screen.  

“Captain, are you watching Little White Hair’s livestream?” Jiang Lele paused and realized something was off. “Wait, why is that brat live streaming at this hour instead of sleeping?”  

He instinctively reached for his own phone to sneak into the stream, but Xie Xu stopped him. “He’s just playing a few games by himself. Don’t join.”  

If Jiang Lele entered the stream now, it would definitely rile Jiang Shi up.  

At that very moment, Jiang Shi was facing an awkward situation in his live stream.  

The voice message from [18 Years Old Pure Female College Student] had been captured crystal-clear by his microphone, and now everyone in the stream knew he’d been secretly reading inappropriate fanfic.  

[This guy’s ears turned red instantly! Is he really that shy? Hahaha…]  

[I can’t stop laughing. T Bao, how are you this innocent?]  

[I beg you to change her ID already. Let Pure Girl send those fanfic to Xu and let us enjoy the show too.]  

[Looking at this shy little fool, the fanfics are probably about him and Xu, huh?]  

[Oh no, now that you mention it, T Bao, are you really getting this kind of material in private?]  

Jiang Shi saw these comments, and his eyelid twitched violently. Quickly assessing the situation, he grabbed his phone and tapped a few times. “Group admin, I’ve already left the group. You should’ve received a notification on the backend—yes, that was my alternate account.”  

Recognizing the need to retreat when necessary was one of Jiang Shi’s survival skills.  

Not only did he back down quickly, but he also clicked on Pure Girl’s avatar with his mouse. This time, instead of being aggressive, he spoke in an exceptionally sweet and polite tone. “Jie, managing such a large group must be exhausting. Thanks for all your hard work.”  

His innocent smile, paired with his clean and delicate face, could easily soften anyone’s heart.  

[18 Years Old Pure Female College Student: …]  

[18 Years Old Pure Female College Student: What a bootlicker.]  

[Little White Hair, if you’d been this sweet earlier, our father-son relationship wouldn’t have deteriorated so much!]  

[This kid used to sweet-talk his fans all the time, but ever since he joined TLG, his attitude has been insufferable. He’s even too lazy to stream now.]  

[He’s probably using all his charm on Xu instead.]  

[Admin, don’t fall for his tricks. Just send the fanfics to Xu and expose him publicly. Let the little idiot experience social death live on stream!]  

The fans, ever eager to stir the pot, began tagging Xie Xu relentlessly.  

[@TLG-Xu, this Little White Hair hides under his blanket every night reading naughty fanfic. If he ever seems tired in the morning, it’s because he’s been up to no good!]  

[@TLG-Xu, Xu, hurry up! T Bao sleeps every night looking at your shirtless photos. Such audacity!]  

[@TLG-Xu, I’m formally reporting that Time does inappropriate things in his room at night. Please conduct a surprise inspection! (And stay over.)]  

[@TLG-Xu, the other night when Time knocked on your door, it wasn’t to say goodnight — he wanted to get **** by you.]  

Some comments were so explicit that the system automatically censored them.  

Jiang Shi stared at the chat, veins throbbing on his forehead, his earlier meekness evaporated. He began to kill his “relatives” for the sake of upholding justice, slamming his mouse down and muting every offender in the chat. With a scowl, he declared, “Don’t waste your time. The captain’s napping in the car and definitely isn’t watching the stream.”  

He kept the viewer list open the whole time and hadn’t seen Xie Xu’s username appear once.  

Besides, if Xie Xu’s account did join, its flashy entrance effect would’ve immediately caught his attention.  

[You’re allowed to have an alternate account, but Xu isn’t?]  

[The sister above reminded me, I think I know Xu’s alternate account. Let me check the viewer list.]  

[Your captain is probably watching you act like a fool in the stream with a dead-serious expression. Just wait until you get home and get spanked.]  

The word “spanked” made Jiang Shi’s thoughts suddenly scatter.  

Something crossed his mind, and his gaze wandered as he pulled the scarf higher, covering his ears and most of his face. He coughed lightly and muttered, “Why would I get spanked, anyway?”[mfn]in the og CN, Jiang Shi basically asked “what game is spanking”, but the context is that he’s more confused as to why it is in sexual context, so I phrased it this way.[/mfn]

He hadn’t come across that one in the fanfic he’d read.  

[?]

[…….] 

[I’ve figured it out. Although this Little White Hair talks big, he’s actually just a pure-hearted elementary school kid with zero experience.] 

[I suspect he’s trying to learn tricks from those fanfics to use them on Xu.]  

[I have to admit, he’s putting in the effort, but I don’t think T Bao has the upper hand. This kid can’t outplay Xu at all.]  

[T Bao, let this auntie teach you a few tricks. For example, the scarf around your neck isn’t just for keeping warm — it can also be tied around Xu’s arm or leg. That way, he won’t be able to move. Do you understand?]  

[Although you look like you’re the bottom, navel orange[mfn]slang for cowgirl[/mfn] is good too. If you’re worried about Xu bullying you, you can tie him up and take control yourself.]

[These things go both ways! If you like getting spanked, you can behave and let Xu explore a little.]

Jiang Shi stared at the barrage of ridiculous comments on the livestream, typing quickly into his phone’s memo app. 

In between, he even opened a bottle of milk and took a sip to refuel.  

On the other side of the car, Jiang Lele saw that Xie Xu wasn’t eating his bread but was instead looking down at his phone, seemingly checking the livestream chat.  

“Captain?” Jiang Lele called out curiously.  

Xie Xu snapped out of it, turned his phone facedown on the seat, took out one earbud, and replied, “What’s up?”  

“Oh, I was just asking if you wanted some water. This bread is a bit dry,” Jiang Lele said, reaching for a bottle of water, only to see Xie Xu magically pull a bottle of milk out of his coat pocket.  

Xie Xu opened the straw. “No need, this will do.”  

Jiang Lele glanced at the familiar packaging and asked, confused, “Why are you carrying that?”  

This was definitely something that Little White Hair would do.  

Not long after Jiang Shi joined the team, Yuan Yang had taken them to a photo shoot early in the morning. 

Little White Hair had carried a bottle of milk, claiming that drinking milk on an empty stomach helped with nutrient absorption and growth.  

Xie Xu didn’t hide it. “Time handed it to me before getting in the car.”  

He quickly finished the milk and bread and tossed them into the trash bag. 

Then, leaning back into his seat, he closed his eyes, his features still showing a trace of early-morning drowsiness.  

Jiang Lele hadn’t intended to say anything but couldn’t help muttering softly, “Captain, I thought you were sleeping. Why did you suddenly start watching T Bao’s livestream?”  

Did Jiang Shi do something wrong recently? Xie Xu seemed to be keeping a close eye on him.  

Last time, when Jiang Shi cornered Jiang Lele in the restroom, it was Xie Xu who intervened. Jiang Shi had been tricked out with a glass of honey water and was ready to settle the score, but Xie Xu had hooked his belt and dragged him back before he could do anything, leaving Jiang Shi flailing and growling like a helpless puppy.  

At that time, Xie Xu had glanced at Jiang Shi’s disheveled outfit.

Jiang Lele’s brain — rarely quick on the uptake — suddenly clicked.  

Could it be that Xie Xu was still hung up on Jiang Shi’s earlier outburst?  

For a moment, Jiang Lele felt both touched and conflicted. “Captain, you don’t need to—”  

Before he could finish, Xie Xu cut him off.  

“I was worried Time might be bored at the base, so I checked his livestream,” Xie Xu said flatly. “No other reason.”  

Jiang Lele: “…”  

Xie Xu then put his earphone back in, looking ready to nap again.  

Jiang Lele mumbled, “Captain, why do you even listen to livestreams when you sleep?”  

Listening to Jiang Shi’s voice in his earbuds, Xie Xu paused and replied, “Maybe because it helps me sleep?” 

Jiang Lele: “…”  

If he wasn’t a regular in Jiang Shi’s livestream, he might’ve believed it.  

Xie Xu wasn’t exactly lying. During the earlier part of the stream, Jiang Shi had been focused on ranked games, and the rhythmic sound of keyboard clacks was indeed quite relaxing.  

However, the topic had since strayed.  

At this moment in the livestream, Jiang Shi was taking notes while asking viewers for input on some minor details, creating a peaceful atmosphere. But as the conversation went on, the fans couldn’t sit still.  

[@TLG-Xu, Little White Hair is being so proactive. Don’t you think you should give him a live demonstration?]  

[@TLG-Xu, are you even capable? Why haven’t you shown up yet?]  

By now, Jiang Shi was unfazed by these tags, showing no concern at all.  

Everyone on the bus was likely napping. Who had the time to watch his stream?  

Besides, if they wanted to watch, they would’ve shown up long ago.  

Feeling confident, Jiang Shi even had the presence of mind to tease, “Actually, if the Captain were at the base, I’d really be looking forward to—”  

He stopped halfway, leaving his fans hanging.  

[Looking forward to what?]  

[How dare you stop mid-sentence! I curse you to run out of toilet paper next time!]  

[Wait, this sounds familiar. I’ve got a bad feeling.]  

[Fck, you’re a professional player now! This is your official streamer account. Shut up!]  

Under the horrified reactions of his fans, Jiang Shi double-checked that recording was off and that the viewers were all long-time supporters before confidently continuing, “Of course, I’d look forward to him spanking me~.”  

[…]  

[6. I knew it.]  

[You’re so shameless.]  

[Nobody’s controlling him. So T Bao’s gone feral.]  

[Someone come! Shut his mouth up!]  

Jiang Shi grinned, his mood lifting as he spoke his mind.  

There weren’t many viewers at this hour, all of them loyal fans with high-level badges. Plus, this wasn’t the first time he’d said something like this on stream.  

As long as Xie Xu didn’t hear it, he could do whatever he wanted.  

Feeling smug, Jiang Shi finished his milk, crushed the empty carton, and tossed it into the trash. But as he glanced at the screen, the chat had taken a sudden turn.  

[Oh fck, I think I really found Xu’s alt account.]  

[?Wait, for real? Which one?]  

[That string of random characters, sh63ywn5bndh. I took a screenshot once when Xu forgot to close his private chat during a stream.]  

[Now that you mention it, I remember that too!]  

Jiang Shi frowned as he scanned the viewer list and actually found the account.  

He froze, pulling his scarf up over his head.  

The chat immediately shifted from tagging Xie Xu to tagging that random string of numbers, spamming demands for a spanking.  

Meanwhile, Jiang Lele had just closed his eyes when the sound of repeated notifications disturbed him. He quickly pinpointed the source: the co-pilot’s seat, where Xie Xu’s phone was vibrating nonstop.  

Xie Xu’s streaming account didn’t have notifications muted, and now, bombarded by Jiang Shi’s fans, his phone was lagging.  

After silencing the notifications, Xie Xu received a new message on WeChat.  

[Obedient JiangJiang: Captain, are you there?]  

[Xu: Yes.]  

Xie Xu watched the screen as the indicator [The other party is typing…] appeared for a full two minutes before Jiang Shi finally sent another message.  

[Obedient JiangJiang: Where are you?]  

Xie Xu glanced at the livestream, where Jiang Shi was hiding under his scarf, his ears red as he sent the message.  

A smile tugged at Xie Xu’s lips as he replied:  

[Xu: In Time’s livestream channel.]