How does ordering someone to play with you become your girlfriend?

Chapter 154 TV Tokyo

victory!

As the word victory appeared on the screen, Zhao Yu breathed a sigh of relief and stretched.

"I really know if I owed you in my previous life. I finally got a break, but you had to drag me back to get points." A Shui's resentful voice came from Zhao Yu's headphones.

The spring season has not ended yet, but IG's next game will not be until the end of February, so apart from training games, A Shui has plenty of time recently.

The same goes for Zhao Yu. After he came back from O-ni, he has been staying at Ueno's house for the past two days and has not gone out.

On the one hand, there is really nothing fun to do in Japan at this time, and on the other hand, I am still a little worried about the video posted by Yuka.

He specifically told Youhua not to go out for the time being, just to see if the subsequent pace would be the same as it was in China.

After all, Japan is not as big as China. If the pace is also relatively fast this time, it is better to cool down for a while.

Of course, this doesn’t mean that we will not continue doing this, but in Zhao Yu’s opinion, ensuring Youhua’s safety is the prerequisite for continuing.

"After all, I was a game host before, so isn't it normal for me to broadcast games with you? And my buddy is broadcasting live with you, which is giving you popularity, so don't be ungrateful." Zhao Yu said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, you are very popular, but what does it have to do with a lousy gamer like me? I can't be like those people on Weibo, asking you to write a song for me every day, right?" A Shui rolled his eyes.

Zhao Yu is now very popular, and many celebrities on Weibo want to find an opportunity to get close to him.

But since she couldn't find his contact information anywhere, Li Qingwan recently followed Zhao Yu to Neon. Those stars couldn't bring themselves to come to the live broadcast room to ask for songs, so they could only occasionally post on Weibo, hinting that they could invite Zhao Yu to write songs for a high price.

What a pity, these people never thought that Zhao Yu doesn't use Weibo or other social media apps at all, right? Ah Shui complained silently in his heart.

He remembered that Zhao Yu had a Weibo account before, but the updates were from a long time ago.

The same goes for this guy’s circle of friends, there is no update at all. If he wasn’t seen in the live broadcast room every day, A Shui would have thought he had disappeared.

"It's not impossible. You are at least somewhat good-looking."

If Ah Shui had a smaller head, he would actually be considered handsome. It would be better to give him one or two songs than the boy band OMG in the past, right?
The big face of ggoing appeared in Zhao Yu's mind, and he couldn't help but shudder.

In the past, the League of Legends community had some fun with professional players singing in groups, but how many people would really focus on their appearance when playing games? I can only say that the scene was really eye-catching.

"Forget it. I'm planning on winning my second consecutive championship. Playing well is more important than anything else." A Shui shook his head.

"Are you so confident?" Zhao Yu teased.

"Of course I am. My buddy is in great shape this year!" Ah Shui said proudly.

"Confidence is a good thing. Oh, by the way! Don't lose the lawyer's contact information!" Zhao Yu suddenly reminded.

"What do you mean?" Ah Shui was a little confused.

"It's okay, it's just a safety measure." Zhao Yu didn't say much and just brushed it off.

He is not worried that A Shui will make mistakes in this year's Spring Split. In the original historical process, IG was unstoppable in this year's Spring Split.

However, after the spring season, conflicts will probably arise during the transfer period. He is not sure whether A Shui will do the same as before, leaving after breaking up with IG, and then having his contract blocked by a certain team.

But if you remind him more often, he can also think of a lawyer at a critical moment, so that at least he will not suffer losses because of relatives who do not understand contracts.

"Don't worry, didn't you give me your WeChat account? I already added it. If anyone who doesn't have a card criticizes me in the future, I will send a lawyer's letter of warning!" As A Shui said this, he also joked with the audience in the live broadcast room.

【? ? Did the little black guy show his chicken feet? 】

[Implications for my brother? Only I, Kun Kun, can warn him with a lawyer's letter! ]

[There are also little black guys here, it's really annoying! ]

Should we say that he deserves to be able to play with Zhao Yu? The audience in A Shui's live broadcast room is just as abstract as that in Zhao Yu's live broadcast room, and suddenly he started to play memes.

"There's no problem on my side. How about you? What does O-ni say?" A Shui asked Zhao Yu casually.

But after realizing that he was talking too much, he quickly stopped asking questions and spoke again a little belatedly.

"I mean... this should be okay, right?"

"It's okay. I should have told my friends in the live broadcast room a long time ago." Zhao Yu said indifferently.

Because Li Qingwan turned off the live broadcast room when she answered the phone before, the audience in the live broadcast room had no idea about what happened to O Ni. They only knew that Zhao Yu was busy writing a new song recently.

After hearing the conversation between Zhao Yu and A Shui, the audience in the live broadcast room became curious.

[Oni? Could it be that Oni? What big thing did Brother Yu do without telling us? ]

[Is Yujun collaborating with O-Ni on his new song? That’s amazing! ]

[Did you hear that correctly? Is it really O-ni? ]

"Yes, it's One Music. I have recently signed a contract with them, and the Neon-language songs I create will be released by them." When asked by audiences from both countries, Zhao Yu nodded in acknowledgment.

[Wow! Awesome! I became a big shot once I went abroad! ]

[Is this considered going international? Brother Yu has made it big! ]

[I thought only people in China appreciated Yu Ge’s songs]

[You can see from the Twitter feed in Japan that Brother Yu has been dominating the trending searches recently. ]

【too strong…】

The number of comments from Chinese audiences suddenly increased. They were also happy for Zhao Yu for being able to become famous in other countries.

The same thing happened in Japan. After Zhao Yu personally admitted it, the country was in an uproar.

【Yujun’s song is finally going to be released! Looking forward to it! 】

[Will there be a physical album? I want to buy three copies! One for listening, one for preaching, and one for collection! ]

[Finally I can spend money on Yujun, Yujun... my love for you is no less than Youhua's! ]

The fanatical female fans instantly occupied Neon’s live broadcast room.

"Brother Yu is awesome! Now that you're back, more people will ask you to write songs, right? Maybe you won't even have to do live broadcasts anymore." A Shui said.

"Please spare me. I really don't want to be too tired. Earning so much now is enough." Zhao Yu said helplessly.

He had planned to sell songs when he was short of money before, but now that he is famous and doesn’t have to worry about publicity, it is not cost-effective to sell songs anymore.

"Too Versailles, you have changed, Brother Yu. In the past, you only needed enough money, and the whole country would..."

"Shut up! I was joking!"

Zhao Yu interrupted A Shui immediately. What could be more embarrassing than hearing your dark history told by your friends?
"Yo yo yo, you're starting to feel like an idol, huh?" Ah Shui said in a sarcastic tone.

"I'm not going to talk to you anymore. It's almost time for today. Let's talk about it tomorrow..." Zhao Yu said as he was about to perform traditional art.

[Wait? You only live streamed for two hours today, right?]

[Ending the show now? Too short and weak]

[Where's Yuka? The dog food hasn't been served yet, has it? ]

At this moment, the Chinese audience once again recalled Zhao Yu's shameless and lightning-fast exit from the broadcast, and immediately posted comments before Ah Shui said anything.

However, it was still a step too late. Before A Shui could say goodbye to Zhao Yu, the live broadcast room went black.

[Huh? Yujun, what's going on? ]

[Is the live broadcast malfunctioning? Should we wait a little longer? ]

The audience on the Neon side was all confused, while the old Chinese audience who accidentally sneaked into the Neon live broadcast room smiled knowingly and did not tell them the truth.

Are you kidding? They were waiting foolishly at the beginning. Shouldn’t they let these Japanese devils experience Zhao Yu’s shamelessness?
"In the past two days, Japan has set off a wave of confessions. Countless students and office workers have begun to bravely express their feelings. Many flower shops have sold out of flowers. What is going on? Let this reporter explain it to you..."

After arriving in the living room, Zhao Yu heard the voice of the reporter on TV. He looked around the living room and saw Youhua sitting on the sofa beside him watching TV intently.

Next to her were Li Qingwan who was playing with her cell phone and Shiori Nanamiya who was holding a collection of idioms.

"Where are grandpa and grandma?" Zhao Yu asked.

"They went to an event with their friends early in the morning." Youhua said as she crossed her legs and made room for Zhao Yu.

After Zhao Yu sat down, Youhua snuggled into his arms like a kitten.

"Why did I muster up the courage to confess? It was because I saw a live broadcast of a transnational couple. They were able to be together despite being separated by an ocean. I felt that I should not be a coward anymore."

On TV, the interview was still going on, and a beautifully dressed office worker was shyly speaking to the camera.

"You're awesome, Yujun! Even the TV stations reported it recently?" Youhua praised.

"It's actually on TV? O-Ni is really quick." Zhao Yu was a little surprised.

"I feel that the main reason is not them." Li Qingwan, who was playing with her mobile phone, raised her head, stood up and handed the phone to Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu took a closer look and found that this was a Japanese forum where people were discussing Grandpa Ueno's love story and Zhao Yu's song.

"Your live broadcast was cut and sliced ​​by many people and posted on YouTube, and there are also many fans here on the forum promoting it, so it may be spread from person to person?" said Li Qingwan.

"But we can't deny that O-Ni recently announced their cooperation with you on Twitter, and they also organized an event where you can win a bonus if you bravely confess your feelings." "I see..." Zhao Yu showed a look of understanding.

Only at this moment did he understand the destructive power of this timeless song.

"That's amazing. Usually, such phenomenal songs are only created by popular stars. People have remembered you just by your live broadcast. If you keep going like this, you might even be able to participate in the Red and White Songs Festival in the future." Shiori Nanamiya, who was flipping through the collection of idioms, stopped what she was doing and spoke.

The Red and White Songs Contest is a very popular program in Japan. It is broadcast at the end of every year and is equivalent to China's Spring Festival Gala in terms of status.

The singers who can appear on this program are all those who have a great influence in Japan, and among the singers from China, Zhao Yu currently only knows two: Teresa Teng and Ouyang Feifei.

"This is a bit too exaggerated. I don't think it's possible." Zhao Yu felt a little embarrassed by Nanamiya Shiori's praise.

"By the way, why are you still watching this?"

"Are you talking about this book of idioms? Yuka said that there was something wrong with my Chinese, so she asked me to start from the beginning." Shiori Nanamiya explained.

"What's wrong?"

“Maybe the application method?”

"for example?"

"I can't hold it anymore..."

"Your grandson is learning Chinese!"

"Dian."

"Okay, okay, you should do as Youhua said and study it again." The corners of Zhao Yu's mouth twitched.

He only knew that Yuka had been teaching Shiori Nanamiya Chinese since he came back from O-ni that day, but he didn't expect Shiori Nanamiya's skill points to be distorted to this extent.

She has mastered the six arts of an Internet gentleman to perfection. If she doesn't reset her skills, Zhao Yu is really afraid that he will see experience +3 in Neon.

"By the way, if the live broadcast becomes popular, then that video from two days ago..." Zhao Yu turned around and looked at Youhua.

He had actually always been a little worried about this matter, so he asked Yuka again after the live broadcast with A Shui was over.

"It seemed to me that there weren't many extreme remarks in the past two days. It's just that many people were surprised that the truth was concealed," said Yuka.

She felt that releasing it together with the live streaming clip was the right decision. At least those who were willing to click in were fans who were tolerant of interracial relationships and would not overreact when seeing things like this.

"Let me see..." Zhao Yu said as he took out his cell phone.

"Huh? The number of views was only 200 million before?" Youhua leaned over to take a look at Zhao Yu's phone and found that the number of views of that video had become 600 million. She spoke with some surprise.

When Zhao Yu heard Youhua's doubts, he had a bad feeling and quickly clicked to read the comments section.

As expected, the argument here has become so intense that some normal comments have been pushed to the back.

Some radical Japanese netizens even started asking him to go back, and this comment was ranked very high, which means that many people silently liked it.

"How could they be like this! Haven't they always supported me before?" There was a hint of disbelief on Yuhua's face.

"Isn't that because no one outside the circle has seen it yet?" Zhao Yu closed the comment section. As he expected, this incident was bound to cause a huge backlash.

"But, didn't everyone like Yujun very much in the interview? Why did their attitude suddenly change in the channel?" Youhua still didn't quite understand.

“Is that interview marked as live?”

"Maybe not."

"That's right, maybe the interview started earlier, but the comments in the channel are real-time, so this is very normal." Zhao Yu explained to Youhua in a low voice.

"Sorry, Yujun, I didn't know the actual situation would be so bad." Youhua was in a low mood.

Although she was prepared to not be understood, she still felt uncomfortable after seeing these malicious comments.

As she spoke, Youhua picked up her phone and kept deleting the comments under the video, but there were too many comments and she couldn't delete them all.

"Don't delete it, it's meaningless." Zhao Yu shook his head to stop Youhua.

This is actually the same as in China. The more you care about the comments, the worse it gets. Zhao Yu doesn't want Youhua to be affected by these people.

He even regretted having to take a look just now. He already knew what the result would be, so why did he still want to do it? Now Yuka's good mood has been ruined.

"But... Yujun would feel uncomfortable if he saw it, right?" Youhua said in a low voice.

"I won't, I'm just afraid that you will be unhappy. Don't pay attention to what they say, just do what you want to do." Zhao Yu touched Youhua's head.

At this time, Yuhua actually needs his support more, and no matter whether he is a Chinese or Yuhua's boyfriend, he should take action out of both emotion and reason.

"Xiao Wan, can you help me contact O-Ni?"

At present, it seems that only O Ni can help him temporarily divert the pressure of public opinion.

"Wait a moment." Li Qingwan also understood the seriousness of the matter, and she quickly dialed the number of the director of One Music.

A few minutes later, she hung up the phone with a gloomy face.

"He said they are only responsible for promoting your music, and other matters are not their responsibility."

"No wonder they gave us so much when signing the agreement, as if they were afraid that we wouldn't sign it." Zhao Yu finally understood why O'Ni's supervisor was so happy that day.

I originally thought he was a fool, but now it seems that I am the most naive one. It turns out that no capitalist is easy to get along with.

"How about I ask our employees in China to help?" Li Qingwan suggested.

"Forget it. They don't have any credibility in Japan. The most they can do is give me positive comments under the videos." Zhao Yu shook his head.

"What should we do then?" Not only Zhao Yu, but Li Qingwan was also in trouble.

"Let me think about it..." Zhao Yu rubbed his eyebrows.

He really hadn't considered that O Ni would stand idly by and watch this matter. It seemed that signing an agreement with him was actually a one-time deal. Even if he was completely unwelcome in Japan in the future, O Ni could still make back his money in just these few days.

After all, there are already 600 million views on the YouTube channel alone. After further fermentation, Zhao Yu will definitely become well-known in Japan.

As long as you know Zhao Yu, it is very likely that you will listen to his songs, which is more effective than any publicity.

"Yujun, look at this..." Youhua suddenly handed over her cell phone.

On the screen was a private message from Youhua's personal account. The person who sent the message claimed to be from Tokyo TV, and the content of the private message was that he hoped to conduct an interview with Zhao Yu.

"Tokyo TV?" Zhao Yu muttered to himself. He had heard of this private TV station, but his impression of it was a bit... weird.

It is a very eccentric TV station. No matter whether Japan is bidding for the Olympic Games, or there is an earthquake or war there, it never changes the program it broadcasts.

Sometimes, when there is a major earthquake, it would just add a small line of subtitles below the anime program.

In 17, they even broadcast a documentary exposing Japan's special forces, and occasionally show some great Chinese TV series.

It can be said that this is a very willful TV station that does not consider anyone at all.

"I just confirmed that this account is the official account of Tokyo TV. Do you want to go?" Yuka asked.

"Where are you going? You'd better not go out for the next few days." Shinichiro Ueno's voice came from the edge of the living room.

Zhao Yu and Youhua looked at him together, and there was a rare seriousness on his face.

"My old friend said that some members of the Nara council have started to pay attention to you recently, so you should stay quiet for a while."

"Liberal Democratic Party?" Zhao Yu asked.

"Yes...that's why I came back early. Don't act rashly. They are a bunch of lunatics." Shinichiro Ueno nodded.

He had dealt with this group of guys before, and it was completely impossible to communicate with them.

"But if we remain silent, doesn't that mean they win?" Yuka suddenly spoke.

"Yeah..." Zhao Yu suddenly smiled.

It seems that those extra comments on Yuhua’s personal channel are most likely written by them, right?
Originally, Zhao Yu was planning to do as Shinichiro Ueno said and stay out of the spotlight for the time being, but now it seems that this group of guys have already come to his door?
Yuka is right. If I remain silent, doesn’t that mean I have admitted defeat?
It's so embarrassing that I, a boy, am not as decisive as a girl like Youhua.

"Others have already taken action, and it's not like me to just stand there and hide." Zhao Yu said as he looked at Youhua.

"Go ahead and accept the interview. If they want to cover their mouths, then let them use some decent methods!"

"You guys..." Shinichiro Ueno sighed. He should have realized earlier that his persuasion was useless.

"Grandpa, it was you who told us to just go for it, and wasn't it the same when you were young?" Yuka came to Shinichiro Ueno, hugged his arm and acted coquettishly.

"Forget it, I, an old man, will go crazy with you guys." Shinichiro Ueno touched Yuka's head.

"Grandpa is the best!" Yuka cheered.

These guys haven't taken any action for so many years. Have they forgotten how the Ueno family grew up?

Shinichiro Ueno narrowed his eyes slightly, exuding a stern aura that was not consistent with an old man.

(End of this chapter)