Rebirth is fine, but I get eight hundred dollars right from the start?

"Ahem... Lao Fang, Lao Fang, there are security cameras here."

Qin Yijie suddenly realized what was happening and reached out to cover Fang Han's mouth. Fang Han turned his head away, frowned slightly, and didn't say anything. Qin Yijie chuckled to himself and quickly tried to cover it up: "Girlfriend or something... cough cough, it's just about exchanging feelings, normal social interaction for young people."

His eyes darted around, taking in the three stunned young men opposite him. He realized simply covering their mouths wasn't enough; he needed to change the subject. So, with a wave of his hand, he exposed Fang Han's true nature: "This guy in front of you is an eighteen-year-old top student at Renmin University, currently pursuing a combined bachelor's, master's, and doctoral degree!"

Luo Yu dropped the half-eaten bun he was holding onto the table.

Li Ye almost spit out the soy milk from his nose.

Zhao Yicheng didn't make any big moves, except that his chopsticks stopped in mid-air, the piece of pickled vegetable he was holding hovered for three seconds, and then he slowly put it back into the dish.

The live stream chat window crashed instantly.

Wait, wait a minute, what were they just saying?

[Eighteen years old, two years of studying in South Korea? A combined Bachelor's, Master's, and PhD program?]

[I'm bad at math, and at 18, shouldn't I have just finished the college entrance exam? What exactly is a combined bachelor's, master's, and doctoral program?]

[I, who am currently preparing for graduate school entrance exams, let out a sharp, explosive sound.]

Is this reasonable? No, it's not!

Compared to their academic achievements, things like being a Challenger rank in Ionia or having several Korean girlfriends don't seem so surprising anymore.

The comment above makes sense.

No, I'm actually quite envious of Fate dating several Korean girlfriends at the same time. I'm genuinely jealous, as someone from south of the Yangtze River.

Of course I'm envious! Aren't you all envious?

[Ahem, this topic isn't suitable for discussion in the live stream, it might get us banned!]

So I want to ask, what are you two doing here?

The trio present asked the same question. Luo Yu picked up the steamed bun that had fallen on the table, not caring whether it was dirty or not, and stuffed it into his mouth, asking indistinctly, "So... why are you two here for youth training?"

Qin Yijie shrugged, his expression nonchalant: "Oh, I just wanted to play for a couple of years. Anyway, I've finished my studies, and my family isn't in a rush for me to work, so I was thinking of playing esports for a couple of years to see if I could win a couple of championship trophies and earn some pocket money."

After listening, Luo Yu's lips twitched, and he silently stuffed the remaining soy milk into his mouth—he felt that he was not worthy of talking too much with this kind of person, afraid of being intellectually overwhelmed.

"I……"

Fang Han moved his lips, clearly not wanting to continue the topic.

He poked at the porridge in his bowl with his chopsticks, but after a long time, he didn't put it in his mouth. His eyelids were drooping, and his expression was unreadable.

Unexpectedly, Qin Yijie stretched out his arm, put his arm around Fang Han's shoulder, and patted him on the shoulder: "As for him, due to some special reasons, he has entered an EMO state, which has greatly affected his studies. I was entrusted by his aunt to be his psychological therapist, so I thought I might as well bring him along."

Fang Han's shoulders stiffened, and he turned his head to glare at him: "Why are you telling everyone this?"

The tone was a mix of annoyance and helplessness, as if there was nothing that could be done about this person.

"Hey, tell me what's wrong?"

"We've known each other for so many years, you can't yell at me over this, can you?" Qin Yijie waved his hand dismissively. "Besides, do you really plan to keep going like this? Don't you know what Auntie said?"

"It's not just your aunt," Qin Yijie paused, lowering his voice to Fang Han's ear, but the microphone was on the table, so no matter how low he lowered it, it couldn't be very low, "my younger sister also asked me to keep an eye on her brother—"

"You dare get close to my sister? I'll kill you!"

Fang Han suddenly looked up, his eyes piercing like knives. His previous nonchalant and carefree demeanor vanished instantly, and he looked like a cat with its fur standing on end.

"Hey, hey, speak properly, speak properly!"

Qin Yijie quickly raised his hands in surrender, leaning back in his chair to dodge Fang Han's outstretched hand. "I have a girlfriend, why would I go and ruin my own little sister? Don't worry!"

"Don't even think about it." Fang Han sneered, his eyes narrowing. "It's precisely because you have several girlfriends that I'm worried."

"That's all in the past! In the past!"

Qin Yijie coughed twice, looking a little embarrassed. He glanced at the camera out of the corner of his eye and said in a low voice, "It's a live broadcast, bro, give me some face."

"Why didn't you try to save face for me when you exposed my secrets?"

"That was just to change the subject..."

"Then why aren't you spinning anymore?"

"I……"

Qin Yijie opened his mouth, but for the first time, he was choked and speechless.

Li Ye watched in stunned silence, forgetting to even chew the bun in his hand.

Luo Yu held the soy milk cup, unsure whether to drink it or put it down, his whole being in a stiff state of "Did I hear something I shouldn't have heard?"

Zhao Yicheng's expression remained unchanged, but he picked up the pickled vegetables much faster than before, and his ears were more perked up than anyone else's.

[Hahahaha, Fate got its comeuppance!]

Fang Han's question, "You have several girlfriends?" was a killer line!

So how many girlfriends did you have? Were they all Korean? And simultaneously?

[You've really missed the point... but I also have a question.]

These two are a perfect match: one a playboy pretending to be innocent, the other aloof and easily angered.

I suddenly find this show much more interesting than I expected.

[I initially thought they were all internet addicts, but then I saw an 18-year-old academic genius pursuing a combined bachelor's, master's, and doctoral degree, and someone who seems to be a Korean server pro?]

Wait a minute, Fate is a top student too? Didn't he say he'd finished his studies?

[It's chilling to think about; just who are these two people...?]

Forget it, stop thinking about it. Thinking too much will only make you doubt the meaning of life.

[I'm starting to question the meaning of life. I'm five years older than them, and I'm working as a construction worker, while they're eighteen, ranked in the top 1000 in King of Glory, and have bachelor's, master's, and doctoral degrees, plus several Korean girlfriends.]

Stop talking, stop talking, I'm breaking down.

Fang Han withdrew his gaze, picked up the bowl of porridge again, took a couple of sips, and his expression softened.

Qin Yijie wisely shut his mouth, lowered his head to eat, and occasionally stole a glance at Fang Han's expression. Seeing that he was no longer angry, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Over here, Luo Yu, one of the three autistic members, finally swallowed the bun in his mouth and whispered in Li Ye's ear, "Brother, I will never say that I am a genius again."

Li Ye patted his shoulder, her voice deep and serious: "Me too."

Zhao Yicheng put down his chopsticks and glanced at the two people opposite him.

Fang Han noticed the gaze and looked up to meet it.

Neither of them spoke, but they stared at each other for a moment, as if they were looking at one of their own kind.

Fang Han first looked away, picked up the bowl, and finished the last mouthful of porridge.