Chapter Seventy-Nine: A Brief Performance (4)

"Ahhhh! Yang Xiaofan, just you wait! One day, sooner or later, I will kill you!"

Chen Yi screamed hysterically, smashing her streaming computer and destroying everything in her room in a fit of rage. She had completely lost her mind—madness had overtaken her, turning her into a rabid dog.

Yet Yang Xiaofan paid her no heed. From the start, she had never been worth his attention. If she hadn’t bitten him once, he wouldn’t have spared her a second glance.

At this moment, with his vengeance satisfied, Yang Xiaofan was in high spirits, officially beginning his stream and interacting with the audience. Of course, he had promised to help his sister-in-law win the PK match, and he wouldn’t go back on his word. So, Yang Xiaofan connected with a new streamer for another PK.

This time, his opponent was a rather handsome young man with a substantial following—slightly more influential than Chen Yi. After all, streaming favored beautiful women, and if this young man’s abilities weren’t above Chen Yi’s, he wouldn’t have made it to this round.

"Hello, I’m streamer Yang Xiaofan. Nice to meet you, and please take care of me," Yang Xiaofan greeted.

The other streamer’s face darkened the moment he saw Yang Xiaofan. Hearing his greeting, he managed a wry smile and replied, "Brother-in-law, please don’t tease me. With your current popularity, I’m no match for you. I admit defeat in this PK."

He was perceptive enough to concede directly, showing Yang Xiaofan the utmost respect.

Yang Xiaofan nodded. "Thank you. But since you’re so courteous, I can’t be stingy. Here, a hundred Super Rockets for you. Have fun."

A hundred Super Rockets—a full two hundred thousand yuan—left the other streamer overwhelmed by the gesture and deeply impressed by Yang Xiaofan.

"No wonder you’re my brother-in-law; I’m truly convinced!"

"You’re welcome. I’ll head to the next PK now."

"Alright, I won’t stream anymore today. I’ll just join the fans and watch your stream."

"Thank you."

They disconnected, and Yang Xiaofan’s viewership soared by several hundred thousand, with live viewers increasing by over a hundred thousand.

Clearly, fans from the other stream had flooded in, drawn by Yang Xiaofan. He glanced at the other streamers—all were still engaged in PK matches, with no openings at the moment. At this stage, only the strongest remained, and the matches were now many times more intense than before. Quick victories or instant knockouts were rare—unless, of course, they ran into Yang Xiaofan.

With nothing to do during this lull, Yang Xiaofan couldn’t afford to idle, lest he lose fans. So, he sang two songs: "Ten Years" and "Blue and White Porcelain."

Both were widely beloved songs, and paired with Yang Xiaofan’s voice, it was as if the audience were attending a live concert—mesmerized by his performance. His fan count surged, breaking four million, and live viewers surpassed one point three million.

These numbers were extraordinary, especially for Yang Xiaofan’s very first stream. It was clear just how terrifying his influence had become.

After two songs, still with no one available for PK, Yang Xiaofan frowned and said, "Just singing isn’t much fun. Let’s play some mini-games instead."

He was in a hotel, unable to showcase many of his talents—martial arts on a bed was out of the question. Besides, he needed to be ready to perform when the next PK came up.

"Does anyone have an account for a Go game I can use? I’d like to pass the time."

"Brother-in-law, I have one."
"I do too, brother-in-law."

The chat lit up with offers—among more than 1.3 million viewers, there were bound to be Go enthusiasts. Yang Xiaofan picked one at random and opened the country’s most famous Go game, developed by the largest domestic AI company. Players could compete against others or challenge the computer in this turn-based game.

Competing against people needed no explanation, but if you played against the computer and managed a ten-game winning streak, you’d earn the right to challenge the legendary AlphaGo.

So far, very few had reached this stage, and even those who did were no match for AlphaGo. Defeating AlphaGo would earn the ultimate game prize: ten million yuan.

Yang Xiaofan chose to play against the computer for flexibility, in case he needed to leave mid-game for a PK match. Playing against real people and quitting abruptly would be rude.

Immediately, some viewers voiced their dissatisfaction:
"Are you kidding me? Even if there’s no PK, you’re still streaming. Who wants to watch you play Go? What a waste of time."
"Exactly, we might as well go watch some pretty girls."

But these complaints were instantly drowned out by an outpouring of support:
"You idiots, what do you know? Brother-in-law’s Go skills are legendary!"
"Exactly! He crushed a city-level Go champion this afternoon, like it was nothing. His skill is national level! Most people never get to see this."
"No way… I know he’s a great artist and singer, but if he’s also this good at Go, is he even human?"
"Of course he’s not human—he’s a god!"

Yang Xiaofan began his first game. The initial round was the easiest; any beginner with basic understanding could solve it. Yet Yang Xiaofan, in just seven moves, forced the computer to concede.

He immediately started the second game, stunning countless viewers.

"Holy shit! No way! He made the computer resign after just a few moves?"
"That’s the power of brother-in-law! Unbelievable."

No one suspected Yang Xiaofan of cheating—against humans, maybe, but against the computer? Unless he was a top hacker, winning so easily was impossible.

Of course, there were still dissenting voices:
"It’s only the first round. While not trivial, any half-decent Go player could win in ten or twenty points at most. It doesn’t mean brother-in-law is as godly as the rumors say!"

Before the words even faded, the computer conceded again!

Since computers react almost instantly, the games progressed rapidly. This time, Yang Xiaofan won by twelve points, once again leaving the entire audience in awe.