On the CoolCat platform, in Room 237818, there is the anchor, Brother Yan, also known as the Hidden Boss of the Emotional Zone. He’s called a Hidden Boss because Yan Yan wasn’t your typical top-tier anchor. He didn’t have the most fans in the Emotional Zone, nor the highest viewer count, but he consistently ranked as the top earner in the category. While his streaming schedule isn’t always consistent, whenever he goes live, viewers flock in droves.
Of course, the term “not a few” here is relative. Compared to singing, dancing, or gaming anchors, his viewer count might not seem high, with his highest record being 150,000 concurrent viewers in a single session. Having 150,000 viewers simultaneously in the Emotional Zone on CoolCat is a rare sight, especially considering that he also has many generous viewers who are willing to send gifts.
Over the years, the content of live streaming in the Emotional Zone has evolved from storytelling and casual chatting to include live emotional dispute resolutions. There are many anchors following this genre, and their typical format involves scripting and hiring actors, all while promoting products. However, Yan Yan doesn’t promote products. He speaks his mind, delivers sharp remarks, and maintains a logical approach. Although some suspect that the individuals involved in his disputes are actors, there’s no concrete evidence, and those sunspots are all frustrated.
Yan Yan initially started as a gaming anchor, but due to his lackluster gaming skills. However, an unexpected incident occurred when a few viewers started arguing in his livestream. He stayed engaged throughout, made a few remarks, and resolved the dispute clearly and calmly. After that incident, his loyal viewers convinced him to move to the Emotional Zone. With his charismatic voice and sharp tongue, he gradually rose to prominence, leading to where he stands today.
For his last official livestream before the Lunar New Year, Yan Yan had posted an advance notice, drawing a massive crowd of fans. Before the scheduled 8:00 PM start time, he went live ten minutes early, causing the gift notifications in the livestream to light up like fireworks.
His bosses were one thing, but even the neighboring gaming zone’s top anchor, Orange, decided to join in on the fun. The most expensive gift on CoolCat was the plush cat, costing ten thousand each, and Orange promptly sent one upon arrival. The crucial part was that this gift came with a site-wide broadcast, and when viewers saw that he was the sender, his fans and the curious bystanders flooded in.
“Orange, don’t send me gifts anymore. Are you trying to force me to offer my body in gratitude?” Yan Yan casually remarked. If Orange was boosting his traffic, he didn’t mind playing along with some CP teasing.
Yan Yan had initially met Orange back when he streamed in the gaming zone. Unlike him, who was a gaming noob, Orange was a technical anchor. Initially, neither of them had many fans, but Orange’s fan count grew quickly, making him a gaming zone bigshot with a million followers today.
Their relationship was good, with frequent interactions. When Orange had an open spot, he would duo queue with Yan Yan, gradually building up a sizable CP fanbase. Upon hearing Yan Yan’s comment, the barrage of comments erupted.
[Spread the word, Orange is flirting on Brother Yan Yan’s live stream. Just talk, but. no action.]
[I’ll ask on behalf of Boss Yan, are you willing to commit?]
[Brother Yan: Get lost!]
[So, you will only promise Orange! Let’s lock this in!]
“Moderator, ban those talking dirty.”
[Ban us? Did you ask Orange?]
[If Orange doesn’t agree, send more gifts]
[Orange #Sending Brother Yan 5 plush cats, come to the live room to claim your gifts]
“Are you here for the fun?” Yan Yan asked.
[Orange #：Not here for fun.]
The barrage exploded with viewers demanding a response from the main character, wanting more juicy details.
“If I had the Moonlight Box, I’d definitely go back three minutes and swallow those words.”
[Orange #：Then I’ll rewind.]
“Orange, don’t tease like this, that line isn’t going to fly.”
[Orange #：Once you speak something, it’s like spilled water.]
Viewers began copying Orange’s words, flooding the screen.
Zhuang Yiyun wasn’t sure what was happening in the live stream, but as soon as he heard the first sentence, he couldn’t leave. What kind of live stream was Yan Yan doing? There was even talk of “colorful things” in the live stream?
Last time, Yan Yan was streaming a little game, but he did say that he was streaming casually, so the content he usually streamed should be different, right? Moreover, Yan Yan’s tone was clearly in conversation with someone.
Who was it? What did the other person say? The conversation was only half clear, and Zhuang Yiyun found himself quite curious. He should have left as soon as he heard the first sentence, but he ended up staying for ten minutes. But he couldn’t just stand there and listen to fragments of a conversation without context; it was unreasonable. After a while, he finally left.
In the past two days and nights combined, he had only slept for five hours. After taking a shower, he lay on the bed, intending to fall asleep right away. However, Yan Yan’s words about “forcing me to offer my body” kept playing In his mind. Ke Mingcheng had said he was quite popular… and it seemed that he was, even online.
Zhuang Yiyun stared at the ceiling with his eyes open, belatedly realizing that Yan Yan might have a new target after being rejected by him?
Zhuang Yiyun: “…”
In Yan Yan’s live stream, it was time for today’s main event.
“To get back on track, today’s friends who signed up to come to the live stream are from our old platform. As you all know, I started as a game anchor at Miracle, and today’s friends are players from Miracle…”
People who entered his live room were usually those who had unsolvable conflicts. Online relationships being exposed as scams, gaming rivals trying to steal bosses, love triangles, and even scumbags being scummed – these were all common occurrences. Yan Yan proceeded to introduce the events’ background.
Today, the “seeking justice” guests in his live stream was a trio of master and disciples from the popular game “Miracle.” The client was a female player who accused her in-game lover of having an affair with his female disciple. She claimed that her lover had bought expensive in-game items for his disciple and always played in a private room with her.
It might have sounded clichéd, but Yan Yan hadn’t done any Miracle-related live streams for a long time. Moreover the client’s in game lover was quite resolute and denying everything vigorously. Both parties were adamant about their claims, looking confident. He was curious to find out what was really happening.
Yan Yan’s live stream didn’t require people to show their faces; he didn’t even use a webcam himself. So, it was entirely up to the individuals whether they wanted to use a microphone or a webcam. This time, they were all online gamers, and while online dating was one thing, there was no reason for them to show their faces to an audience of tens of thousands. As such, no one turned on their webcams.
At the beginning, Yan Yan had them each state their sides calmly, and everything was going as usual. He managed to prevent them from escalating into a fight a few times. However, as the conversation went deeper, a new character emerged, changing the entire situation.
The female disciple: “I’ve never received anything like what you’re talking about. Master only bought me one set of costumes. On the last Mid-Autumn Festival when you were also online, he gave gifts to several girls in the guild.”
The client sneered and presented crucial evidence, “You’ve never received it… Are you trying to make a fool of me? He bought items worth a hundred thousand yuan, and if he didn’t give them to you, then who did he give them to?! When I logged into his account and checked his email records, I saw with my own eyes that he sent them to your game character Qing Yuan, not to mention, who else could it be for?”
“Hold on, her character?” Yan Yan interrupted the two girls’ argument, “Here’s a new angle. Maybe he didn’t give those things to the female disciple; perhaps he gave them to the lover she mentioned uses her account at times? Have you considered your Master’s orientation?”
“Don’t spout nonsense! I only date women, I’m straight!”
“Just because you date women doesn’t mean you’re straight. In real life, some gay men even have children through fake marriages. I’d like to ask the female disciple, have you ever received in-game items your lover received on your behalf?”
“No.”
“How is the relationship between your lover and your master?”
“They often play together, but when guys play together, it’s usually for PvP or raiding. I didn’t pay much attention to it.”
The male client immediately stood up and threatened, “Yeah, what nonsense are you spewing? I’ll sue you for defamation.”
“Don’t worry, I’m just offering a new perspective,” Yan Yan thought to himself that perhaps it was a case of fairies fighting. He didn’t pressure them further, saying, “Alright, let’s go back. Client, you also mentioned something else: your lover and disciple often hang out in private chat rooms. Can you provide more details?”
“It’s his infrequently used YY channel. I’ve encountered it a few times. They would be alone in a locked room; I could see the ID, but it’s locked, so I couldn’t join. What can a man and a woman talk about?! And it’s not just once.”
“I haven’t. When I first started playing, I didn’t have friends. I did hang out in a YY channel with Master often, but that hasn’t been the case for a while.”
“You’re lying. If it’s not you, then who?!”
“Calm down; this question is straightforward. One can change information on Y like ID, gender, everything. Female disciple, can you tell me, has anyone logged into your YY or changed the account to your ID?”
The direction of Yan Yan’s words was already quite explicit. The female disciple thought for a moment, then recalled something she had overlooked. “Yes! There was one time when I found out that my lover had changed his YY name to my name. I even asked him about it, and he said he needed to use my account to clear a new instance for Master, and that was for easy recognition.”
“Do you have any evidence?”
“I have chat records! I’ll go find them; I have proof.”
“Are you kidding? What can that prove?” The male party laughed, but he seemed a bit flustered.
“So, are you saying that the valuable items you gave to your disciple’s male lover and the love talk between you two are fake?”
“What love talk? Am I sick? Why would I talk about love with a man?”
“So, the item gifting was genuine,” Yan Yan affirmed.
“No, I just… He asked me to buy it for him; I was only making a purchase on his behalf.”
“Do you have payment records? If it’s a purchase, then he must have given you money, right?”
“I do…”
“Send me a screenshot, but remember to censor personal information. I’m not responsible for that.”
“I’ve received and made payments so many times; it’s hard to remember where it is…”
“It’s okay, take your time to find it; we’re patient.”
At this point, the female disciple sent the chat records, which clearly showed the name change issue, aligning with her statement. With this, the female disciple’s reputation in the comments section took a turn, and her support significantly increased.
“So, they did hang out in a private YY channel.”
“What’s the big deal about having a private YY channel? It’s just chatting!” The man was getting frustrated.
“You jumped to conclusions too quickly. Haven’t you noticed a logical flaw in my words? This screenshot only proves that your disciple’s lover changed his name that day; it doesn’t necessarily overlap with the time your lover discovered you were chatting with him in the YY channel.”
“Overlap? It was on the same day; that was the last time I saw them alone in that YY channel!” The client immediately spoke up.
Yan Yan had sensed something unusual when communicating with the various parties before accepting the case, but he hadn’t explored this angle. Now it seemed his initial intuition was correct; this person might indeed be gay. He decided to tease him a bit.
“Actually, there’s nothing unusual about voice chats. Look at my live stream; there are many men who like my voice. If you enjoy the voice of your disciple’s lover and chat with him privately, there’s nothing strange about it. Although you seem to have paid a high price for it, there’s an old saying, ‘A thousand gold can’t buy a favorite.’ It appears that you liked it.” He thought of Zhuang Yiyun. At the beginning, he also thought that a thousand pieces of gold can’t buy a good heart, so he could go to all the trouble to coax him into fishing. Now…he had more or less given up on it.
“You even got excited when you heard my voice earlier, didn’t I?” Yan Yan raised an eyebrow, his voice becoming alluring and cool.
[What’s going on? Is the anchor saying something important? Did he just use his divine voice to tease the involved parties?]
[What did the anchor say, and how did the other party get excited? Please explain.]
“Hehe, you like this kind of thing, right? You want it to be cool, even slightly crazy. Now so many people are listening; isn’t it more exciting?” Yan Yan’s voice suddenly changed, as if he inherently knew how to use his voice. He spoke slowly, like a proud king, “Little one, now, close your eyes and turn around…”
“Good, excellent. Don’t let me catch you not obeying; you wouldn’t want to experience my punishment.”
Yan Yan swiftly muted the microphones of the other parties.
“Now, no one can interfere. Listen to me. Being gay isn’t anything special. If you’re afraid of being discovered in real life, this is the internet; what’s there to be afraid of? Once you disconnect, no one will know you. Haven’t you felt repressed all these years? Don’t you want to share your inner pain with someone?”
“Be brave like me. I have 870,000 fans in my live stream, and I heard that many of them are female fans, even my number one fan is a girl. But now, I dare to say it directly: I’m GAY, through and through, not even a bit interested in women. Purebred, only attracted to men.”
He actually had the next few sentences ready, planning to further stimulate the other party to catch a flaw. Unexpectedly, before he could continue, a loud shout came from the other party’s microphone, followed by the sound of a blunt object hitting something.
Author’s Note:
Netizen: Fuck, did this anchor just say something very important and come out, or was he lying tactically?
