Chapter 40: A Nitpicker? Watch Me Drop the Ultimate Trump Card!

The screen was still black, and the microphone wasn’t connected yet, but the stream already had four or five die-hard fans idly chatting.

“Good evening to all the little perverts here.”

A bullet comment trolled as usual, but the few people in the stream were used to it and no longer cared.

It wasn’t that they hated him—rather, they’d feel weird without someone livening up the atmosphere.

“I heard there’s a guest today, a girl with a really nice voice.”

“Girl-on-girl bonding, hehehe…”

Most of the scrolling comments expressed excitement, though there were always those who liked to stir up trouble.

“Oh please, she’s just some small streamer’s guest. How good could she be?”

That sarcastic comment immediately annoyed the others.

They didn’t say anything, but they memorized the ID—Duli Juexingzhe.

“Hello hello everyone~ This is Shengxia’s opening~!”

The screen suddenly lit up, and two anime characters appeared in the center.

On the left was an elf girl with cyan hair and a gold monocle—the one who had just spoken.

On the right was a catgirl with white hair, white eyebrows, and a thick white skirt.

Both avatars had a slightly cheap look, but they were still cute.

The comments flooded in: “Babe, hug,” “Miss you, Shengxia cutie.”

“Haha… Xiaoxia misses you all too…”

Ye Xiqiu chuckled, then turned to introduce the white-haired girl beside her.

“This is Dongxue. Well… she’s kind of a good friend of Xiaoxia.”

“Come on, Dongxue, say hi to everyone.”

The audience grew curious—if even Shengxia said her voice was good, how good could it be?

“Hi~ Hello everyone, this is Dongxue! Nice to meet you all.”

Her voice in onee-san form carried a unique laziness, like being cradled in the arms of a big sister next door—shy but impossible to refuse.

The chat room paused for a moment, then comments erupted.

“Wow! Big sis’s voice is so gentle! So good!”

“This voice is cheating! My ears are pregnant!”

“Where did Shengxia find such a treasure? Gimme contact info!”

Ye Xiqiu secretly glanced at Dongxue.

Her virtual avatar tilted its head slightly, cat ears twitching—she seemed to enjoy the praise.

‘Good, she’s not nervous.’

Ye Xiqiu sighed in relief and was about to say something to warm up the atmosphere when a jarring comment scrolled by.

“Oh please, that voice is obviously a voice changer, just fooling you two-dimensional types.”

The comment’s ID—Duli Juexingzhe.

Him again.

The old fans in the stream immediately got annoyed.

Their favorite streamer had finally come back with a cute guest, and before they could even interact, this troll had to ruin the mood.

But before they could fight back, another comment followed.

“Exactly. What real person has a voice like that? It’s clearly modified. Female streamers these days—no real talent, just tech tricks.”

Ye Xiqiu frowned.

She instinctively looked at Dongxue, but the other girl was still smiling, cat ears not even drooping.

“Eh?”

Dongxue’s voice carried a hint of curiosity.

“This… classmate Duli Juexingzhe, are you saying I’m a voice changer?”

“What else? You dare say you’re not?”

“Haha, caught you, aren’t you feeling guilty?”

Dongxue tilted her head, her tone still as relaxed as if she were talking about the weather.

“Then… how do you suggest I prove I’m not using a voice changer?”

“Simple, just sing a song. Voice changers are easiest to expose when singing. You dare?”

The comments immediately split.

One side supported Dongxue: “Sing! Shut the troll up!”

The other was worried: “Don’t listen to him! Why should you sing just because he says so?”

A few old fans started spamming “Protect the best Shengxia and Dongxue,” trying to drown out the troll.

Ye Xiqiu’s heart tightened.

She turned to look at Dongxue—the white-haired girl beside her was resting her chin on her hand, a faint smile on her lips.

‘Can she even sing?’

‘I never asked her that…’

‘Dongxue is a cat demon, here to help me fulfill my dream… or maybe it’s a mutual benefit thing…’

‘But does Dongxue actually know how to sing?’

‘What if…’

‘What if she messes up?’

Ye Xiqiu’s fingers clenched the hem of her skirt under the desk.

Her lips moved, and she whispered, “Dongxue, how about… I sing?”

Her voice was so low the mic didn’t pick it up.

But on the stream, viewers could clearly see the green-haired elf turn her head and lean close to the catgirl.

Normally, fans would love this kind of girl-on-girl moment, but now they were too busy arguing with the troll to notice.

Dongxue held the girl’s hand and gently pressed it to the armrest.

“Don’t worry.”

Her voice was steady, and Ye Xiqiu’s heart inexplicably calmed, her thoughts drifting with Dongxue’s movement.

Dongxue’s palm was so warm.

The girl’s face heated up.

“Alright, I’ll sing one.”

Dongxue paused.

“But—if I’m really not using a voice changer, classmate Duli Juexingzhe, what are you going to do?”

“If you’re not a voice changer, I’ll eat shit while doing a handstand.”

The comment scrolled by, and the chat room burst into laughter: “Hahaha,” “Screenshotted,” “Waiting for you to eat shit live.”

Dongxue chuckled lightly.

“No need for that. Just listen to the whole stream quietly and stop being a troll.”

“Fine, sing.”

Ye Xiqiu took a deep breath, quickly pulled up the playlist, and asked Dongxue with her eyes—which song?

Dongxue didn’t look at the screen; she just patted her hand gently.

The meaning was: ‘Don’t panic, I’ve got this.’

Ye Xiqiu froze for a moment, then obediently let go of the mouse.

Comments kept flooding in.

“Go Dongxue sis!”

“Show the troll what real talent is!”

“I’ve got my recording ready.”

Only Duli Juexingzhe added another comment:

“Sing, why aren’t you singing? Don’t tell me you’re looking for a backing track?”

Dongxue looked at that comment, her cat ears twitching again.

She wasn’t angry at all.

She actually found it a bit funny.

She’d seen plenty of people like this in her previous life—trolls online, cowards in real life.

This guy, who could so easily say “eat shit while doing a handstand,” was the lowest tier.

He wasn’t even worth her anger.

But…

Dongxue calculated in her mind.

This was her first stream appearance; they weren’t even visible on Cat Station’s front page.

If she could make a name for herself by “slapping a troll,” that would be an unexpected bonus.

‘I’ll take this seriously.’

“Ready?”

Dongxue’s voice suddenly became soft, like a feather landing on water.

Ye Xiqiu clenched her fists.

‘What is she going to sing?’

The comments paused for a moment; everyone held their breath.

“Hurry up, what’s taking so long?”—Duli Juexingzhe sent another comment.

Dongxue ignored him.

She closed her eyes.

‘What should I sing?’

‘No backing track, so I’ll have to sing a cappella. Many songs from my previous life I can’t sing. Music Theory is only LV2, so I can’t belt out high notes.’

‘Plus, most of the viewers are students; they probably won’t like many songs.’

‘Then…’

‘I choose you, “Sunny Day”!’

‘Sorry, Zhou Dong…’

Dongxue apologized silently in her heart.

‘Please don’t mind. Let this be me getting you fans in another world.’