Reborn to Make Games: My Girlfriend is a Game Streamer

When "Big Brother's" warm flesh cushion stepped on Jiang Yiting's nose for the third time, she finally woke up completely in a moment of suffocation.

They instantly empathized with Chen Bainian's suffering from working day and night.

"Ugh..." She suppressed her terrible morning grumpiness and gently "picked" the arrogant "little coal ball" off her face and held it in front of her eyes.

The little guy's round, blue eyes held no trace of guilt, only a self-righteous insistence.

"Okay, okay, I'll get you something to eat right away..." she sighed helplessly.

It seems that the little guy's "polite restraint" when he stayed overnight for the first time a couple of days ago was all an act.

There was no room for her to stay in bed any longer; she quickly put on her clothes and crawled out of the still-warm blankets.

Following Chen Bonian's "valuable experience," soaking goat milk and kitten food in warm water and watching the "big brother's" round back as he ate with his head down, the world finally returned to peace and quiet for a while.

When she returned to her bedroom and picked up her phone, the explosive notifications on the lock screen instantly banished any sleepiness she might have.

The screen was flooded with @mentions from various groups and messages of concern from friends, and at the very top was a message from Chen Bainian five minutes earlier: "Are you awake? Look at these messages."

Below are some screenshots showing Ye Feng's sarcastic, malicious, and insinuating remarks in his fan group.

Jiang Yiting read it line by line, and an extremely absurd feeling welled up in her heart.

How come after I woke up, I'm now the one who got to the top through "unspoken rules"?

She subconsciously glanced in the direction of the next room. With Chen Bainian's personality, always calling her "Brother Lou," was he going to try to have an affair with her?

This rumor is so poorly made that it lacks any basis in reality.

As for luck...

She held her phone, her gaze following the half-open bedroom door to the living room.

Without this "little coal ball" that fell from the sky, and without Chen Bainian who happened to move next door with the prototype of a hit game, she really wouldn't have been able to seize this opportunity of "premiere across all platforms".

She acknowledged this.

She replied to Chen Bainian with a concise sentence: "Just woken up by my older brother stepping on me."

They remained silent regarding the content of the screenshot.

Chen Bainian replied with a "facepalm" emoji, the schadenfreude of which was almost palpable even through the screen.

Then he asked seriously, "What's your opinion on this?"

"A person who doesn't attract envy is mediocre," Jiang Yiting replied.

This is her honest opinion, and to some extent, it's another way of understanding traffic.

On the other side of the screen, Chen Bainian raised an eyebrow; this reaction was very much like Jiang Yiting's.

He thought for a moment, picked up his phone, and with the prepared text and screenshots, knocked on the door of 1202.

"Coming—" came the sound of slippers slapping the floor from inside the door.

Jiang Yiting opened the door, glimpsed Chen Bainian, and quickly looked back at her phone screen.

While frantically replying to messages, she stepped aside to let him into the room, her tone languid from just waking up and slightly annoyed: "Teacher Chen, did you know 'Big Brother' wakes me up on time, and came to watch the show?"

His slightly nasal bass voice sounded even more magnetic than usual.

She curled up on the sofa and continued processing the flood of messages.

He kept talking: "Looks like luck is truly a fixed thing. I just became popular because of the game, and then I got slapped in the face by the 'big brother' and have to deal with this kind of jealousy."

Chen Bainian carefully observed her expression.

In the morning light, Jiang Yiting's hair was casually tied into a small bun at the back of her head, and she wore no makeup.

Compared to the polished look she had when she came home from work with makeup on, or the radiant energy she exuded during her live streams, she now possessed a more relaxed and comfortable homey vibe.

But the moment he opened his mouth, that familiar sharpness and composure immediately returned.

Seeing that she seemed unaffected by Ye Feng's foul language, Chen Bainian felt somewhat relieved.

"This is the clarification statement I prepared, would you like to take a look?" He handed over his phone.

"Clarify?" Jiang Yiting raised her eyes, a mocking smile playing on her lips. "This can be clarified? Are you suggesting I do what Liu Zi from 'Let the Bullets Fly' did—cut open my stomach to prove I only ate one bowl of noodles?"

She knew that once she fell into the trap of self-justification, she would be at a disadvantage and would only make things worse by trying to explain herself.

Rather than doing that, it's better to let things cool down naturally.

She believes in her professional abilities, and that as long as the subsequent live stream content is of high quality, letting her strength speak for itself is the most powerful way to refute the rumors.

"Take a look first and then we'll talk." Chen Bainian handed the phone forward again.

Jiang Yiting took it with some skepticism and quickly browsed through it.

Seeing the middle section, she suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with a hint of inquiry and amusement as she looked at Chen Bainian: "Oh, Teacher Chen, I didn't know you had such a 'humble' dark history?"

On the screen were early chat logs of Chen Bainian asking Ye Feng to try out his rough demo, his attitude so humble it was almost obsequious.

However, Ye Feng was not easy to talk to, and even mocked him, telling him not to waste his time.

"Only after you succeed can you say it's a dark history." Chen Bainian said calmly, even with a hint of confidence.

Compared to the current game sales boom, these past events are less a dark chapter and more a necessary stepping stone on the road to success.

"Heh." Jiang Yiting quickly scanned the screen, handed the phone back, and commented incisively, "It seems this person is like this in private. No wonder he could say such things. He has a narrow mind."

"Should I post it on my blog?" Chen Bainian took the phone, his tone confident despite asking the question.

Through their interactions over the past few days, he knew that given Jiang Yiting's personality, she would never remain silent once she had such irrefutable evidence to retaliate.

"Go ahead and share it. Give me your blog ID, and I'll forward it."

"Let's call it 'Chen Bainian, the Longevity Game'."

Jiang Yiting logged into her long-neglected blog account.

I registered when I joined Game TV last year, and I have very few fans.

She found Chen Bainian's blog, a new account with only one post and the only follower being the blog's official assistant.

She followed him, becoming his first real fan, then reposted his lengthy clarification post and added a comment:

"It seems that the 'adversity education' designed by Teacher Chen in 'Getting Over It' is not only applicable to players, but also to the mindset adjustment of some colleagues. Thanks for the demonstration, the effect is remarkable. /Eating popcorn"

After finishing her task, she put down her phone and urged everyone to leave: "Alright, Ms. Chen, you can go now that you've finished. I need to wash up and get ready for work."

Chen Bainian nodded and stood up, but suddenly sniffed, a faint odor interrupting his movements.

My mind was completely focused on the public opinion crisis, so I didn't notice that the smell was becoming more pronounced in the morning air.

"Teacher Jiang, don't you smell anything strange?" He looked at Jiang Yiting, who seemed completely unaware.

"Taste? There's no taste." Jiang Yiting asked blankly, her voice still carrying that slightly nasal, deep tone.

Based on his extensive experience in "poop scooping," Chen Bainian made a reasonable guess: "Maybe... 'Big Brother' did something bad and left a 'mark' somewhere."

Jiang Yiting paused for a moment, then pointed to her nose somewhat embarrassedly: "Um... I have rhinitis."

That's a perfect "physical defense"; she really can't smell it.

"Let me help you look for it," Chen Bainian offered.

"Yes, thank you." Jiang Yiting readily agreed, after all, he was an expert.

Chen Bainian gently twitched his nostrils, much like some creature with a keen sense of smell, slowly searching for the source of the scent.

Jiang Yiting almost blurted out, "Why are you acting like a dog?", but she managed to hold back.

But as he searched in increasingly strange directions, eventually heading towards her half-open bedroom door, Jiang Yiting's heart skipped a beat.

Seeing that Chen Bainian was about to continue forward, Jiang Yiting rushed forward and blocked the doorway, a series of images flashing through her mind:

Do you just toss your pajamas, which you haven't had time to put away yet, on the back of the chair?

Are those personal little items on the bedside table too cluttered?

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