Chapter 233: Third Master’s Livestream Failed

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

The Racing League, all the teams posted well-wishing messages, and even Ferrari’s second-place winner, Taixi, tried to contact Li Jiang to visit Lu Zhiyuan.

Li Jiang rejected them all.

Lu Zhiyuan, the CEO of Global Sports Center, never met with anyone, let alone others. Since Li Jiang found out that Lu Zhiyuan is the Third Master, he hasn’t dared to mention it again. He didn’t even let him do a live broadcast to reassure the fans.

The fans were about to riot.

After winning the championship, there were accidents and incidents, day after day. The brief safety announcement from Global Sports Center did little to calm the fans.

From Christmas Eve onwards, he disappeared from the public eye.

“Where’s my trophy?” Lu Zhiyuan asked.

Gu Ci was taken aback, not expecting him to ask about the trophy first. “The Racing League postponed the celebration events. They plan to hold the award ceremony once you’ve recovered.”

Lu Zhiyuan remembered that Third Young Master wanted the championship… He wanted to give it to Gu Ci!

Gu Ci leaned against the suite door, looking at him, and remembered something, a smile tugging at her lips. “Lu Zhiyuan, since you’re awake, why don’t you do a live broadcast and chat with your fans?”

Lu Zhiyuan was confused and startled.

A live broadcast?

Him?

Gu Ci walked over and whispered, “Since your accident, you’ve been in hiding. They suspect Global Sports Center of foul play. Doing a live broadcast would reassure everyone that you’re safe.”

Lu Zhiyuan pondered. Third Young Master had done two live broadcasts with a carefree and unpredictable style. Maybe he couldn’t pull that off, but what Gu Ci said made sense. If he, as Third Young Master, remained out of sight for seven days after a serious injury, he owed his fans an explanation.

Global Sports Center had long wanted Lu Zhiyuan to do a live broadcast. They had been begging Li Jiang, but with him being the Third Master, Li Jiang wouldn’t dare to ask him. It was obvious that the request would be refused.

“All right!” Lu Zhiyuan took a deep breath. He couldn’t afford to break his image!

When Li Jiang returned and heard that he was willing to do a live broadcast, he was overjoyed. It was as if they had won the lottery. He hurriedly reported to the management team at Global Sports Center, and they were equally thrilled.

A true superstar finally emerged after much anticipation.

Gu Ci had him log into his account. “Once you start the live broadcast, I’ll stay out of the camera frame. Feel free to chat with them.”

After Lu Zhiyuan prepared, Gu Ci initiated the live broadcast. Lu Zhiyuan was accustomed to video conferences, so he was familiar with the operation. He didn’t need Gu Ci’s guidance. She went to the next room to cook soup for him.

Lu Zhiyuan was a global sports superstar. When he started the live broadcast, the camera nearly froze. A bunch of people entered and called him “husband” and congratulated him on winning. The live stream froze for more than ten seconds and then crashed.

Perfect!

Lu Zhiyuan thought to himself. With the stream crashing, the fans had seen his real face. Maybe they wouldn’t cause a commotion now.

Li Jiang saw through his thoughts. “No! This won’t do!”

It was too perfunctory!

“You haven’t said a word. You need to chat for at least twenty minutes!”

Lu Zhiyuan glanced coldly at Li Jiang, who quickly backtracked, raising his hand with five fingers extended. “Five minutes will do.”

Gu Ci was still in the next room. Lu Zhiyuan took a deep breath, silently reminding himself: “Maintain your image, stay calm!”

He started the live broadcast again.

While the server had stabilized somewhat, the comments were still filled with congratulations and terms of endearment like “husband.” It took a full three minutes before some different comments appeared.

“Global Sports Center can really make things happen. They said ‘do a live broadcast,’ and he did it!”

“Husband, how’s your recovery going? Congratulations on winning again, even though there was a little accident. You’re still the best champion in our hearts.”

“I couldn’t help but cry. I was at the scene, and the cars were falling apart. I thought you were done for. I promise to eat less meat from now on and pray to Buddha every day to protect you!”

“Husband, are you seriously injured? Will you be able to race in the future?”

“It’s okay if you can’t race anymore. We’ve won the global championship, four in a row, single champion for three years and six months. This record is unbeatable. Your safety is the most important!”

“Phew, phew, phew, you must stay safe, and continue to shine on the racetrack in the future!”

“Husband, I love you for ten thousand years!”

Lu Zhiyuan looked at the comments with a blank expression. He remembered the last time Third Young Master did a live broadcast, and it had the girls screaming. He found it troublesome. Li Jiang sent him a text message, asking, “Do you want a script?”

Lu Zhiyuan was speechless.

“Why aren’t you speaking, husband? Did the accident affect your vocal cords?”

“Oh my, did my husband become mute?”

Lu Zhiyuan frowned. The screen was filled with “husband.” He found it uncomfortable, especially knowing that in his previous life, he was married to Gu Ci and had a child. In the eyes of others, he was indeed a legitimate husband.

He said firmly, “Don’t call me ‘husband’!”

The barrage of comments continued to be filled with laughter. It seemed like they were on the verge of laughing to death!

Calling him “husband” was a playful term. These young girls on the internet might have eighteen “husbands.” Lu Zhiyuan hadn’t prohibited his fans from using such a nickname; they just shouldn’t overdo it.

“Hahaha, I’m going to die from laughter. Why do 1 feel like ‘husband’ suddenly turned into an old bureaucrat?”

“I feel the same. Did he hit his head? Is he feeling down?”

“Hahaha, ‘husband; 1 love this style too. I love you for ten thousand years!”

He corrected them seriously, but the fans escalated their teasing, flirting with him. Lu Zhiyuan looked at Li Jiang, who was frantically shaking his head, with two words prominently displayed on his phone.

Image!

Don’t forget, he was Third Young Master!

“Call me ‘husband’ again, and I’ll end the broadcast!” Lu Zhiyuan grinned mischievously. “Don’t ruin my innocence.”

The barrage of comments erupted in more laughter, and Li Jiang breathed a sigh of relief. At least… this smile seemed more appropriate, and the attitude of acting invincible was on point.

In the next room, Gu Ci, who was watching the broadcast, covered her mouth and couldn’t stop laughing.

Lu Zhiyuan continued to ignore the “husband” comments and answered questions. However, when he responded to questions, it was with the demeanor of Third Master, as if he were in a meeting with Black Hawk CEOs.

Even with a serious illness, the atmosphere felt like a boardroom meeting.

“The surgery was successful. My sternum and ribs were both broken. I’ll need a year to recover, and I won’t be racing during that time.”

As soon as fans heard a year without racing, they wailed, but they also expressed that his health was more important, and racing was secondary. After all, he had enough championships.

“Why did you start the live broadcast so late? Talking must be painful after lung surgery.”

“Will you still race in the future? I don’t know; it depends on the situation.”

Li Jiang, typing frantically on his tablet, was becoming anxious.

“Third Young Master, you’re answering so seriously,” the comments continued.

Lu Zhiyuan remained silent.

“Lu Zhiyuan, even though he’s smiling, he still looks very serious today!”

“Oh my, it feels like my boss called me for a meeting. Sisters, who feels the same?”

“Sister, you’re not alone!”

“Lu Zhiyuan, if you’ve been kidnapped, blink twice!”

Lu Zhiyuan saw this comment and said, “Who would dare to kidnap me? Your imaginations are running wild.”

Li Jiang, in front of the camera, pointed at the large words on his tablet, clearly exasperated. “Third Young Master, your acting is going on and off like a light switch.”

“What will you do during this year without racing?” Lu Zhiyuan grinned mischievously, picking up his persona as Third Young Master once again. “Heal some wounds and maybe try some romance.”

The entire screen exploded with excitement!!!

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