I Can Do It

Chapter 119

Jian Rong was currently in the middle of a team fight. Because of a positioning mistake, he ate the other side's CC, and soon afterwards his screen went gray.

He sucked in a deep breath of air and typed in the chat: [My fault.]

His team's support immediately replied: [No no no, it was my fault. I went to comment in God Lu's stream just now, so I didn't have time to use Mikael's1 on you.]

Jian Rong: [...]

Since it was the mid-late game, the death timer was several dozen seconds long. Jian Rong stared at the thousands and thousands of identical comments that had been spamming the barrage for almost an entire minute. Finally, he couldn't help but pull out his phone and send two comments himself:

[Guest849248: Looking forward to it, can God Lu start the game quickly?]

As soon as he hit enter, it was drowned out amidst the boundless sea of comments.

Jian Rong gritted his teeth and started typing again—

[Guest849248: Can't you all comment something with more substance? What are the people who want to properly watch the stream supposed to look at with you all acting like this?]

This time, someone paid attention to him, and they even responded to him through a private message.

[Soft's Dear Dad whispered to you: Don't be up in your dad's business about the comments being sent, and don't try to control what kind of content my son-in-law is streaming. If you wanna watch, then watch. If not, get lost.]

Jian Rong: "?"

Jian Rong clicked on the water friend's profile, wanting to ban them. It was only when he couldn't find the option to do so that he remembered this wasn't his stream, and that he also wasn't on his main account, which had moderator privileges in Lu Boyuan's livestream room.

He warned himself that he couldn't get on his main account, that he couldn't let them provoke him, as he messaged Lu Boyuan on WeChat.

[R-ong: You can silence the entire chat in the stream. If you right click on the comment section, it's the option at the very bottom. You can also set the ban time on your end.]

[R-ong: If you feel bothered... just ban them directly]

Lu Boyuan hadn't expected these people to be so capable of spamming either. He picked up his phone and checked the texts before he answered with an "okay." Then he put his phone back down and said mildly, "If you all keep spamming, the entire chat will have to be silenced for today's stream."

The barrage thought that Lu Boyuan was worried about his stream being banned, so it really did calm down a bit.

[How come we can't even say the words 'washing underwear' anymore? Is this a forbidden phrase in the stream? Who established that? Does that person not wash their underwear?]

[I'm begging you please turn on your video!]

[God Lu knows how to silence the chat? As far as I can remember, God Lu hasn't ever even banned someone before.]

Lu Boyuan said, "I just learned how."

[Dammit, which mod corrupted God Lu?!]

[You're overthinking things, the mods can't talk to God Lu. I bet that person did it.]

[Which person?]

[That person. I don't dare to go into detail, you can use your intuition. I can only help you out with two reminders: short, dyed hair]

[The one who doesn't know how to wash his own underwear.]

Lu Boyuan heard the sound of a water cup being slammed down heavily against the computer desk behind him, and he held back his laughter. "Let's play on the domestic server today."