The Silly Shou Transmigrated Into a Book - Chapter 28

Gu Qiuyi said to W, “Brother, let’s split the money fifty-fifty later, okay?”

W: “…”

Gu Qiuyi: “…I’ll take twenty percent and you take eighty, that’s fine too—boo-hoo, I’m just sorry for making you suffer, Brother.”

W actually went and “fed” (intentionally died).

Gu Qiuyi sent a message to his team’s Jungler and Support: “Can you guys please not report us? Add me on WeChat later and I’ll send each of you 20 yuan.”

Who wouldn’t want to make easy money? The Jungler and Support naturally agreed readily.

Gu Qiuyi then said to Orange Soda: “Don’t go back on your word later, you must pay up!”

Orange Soda: “…”

Watching this whole operation, he was practically incensed into laughter. He played his side-lane in silence. Likely because he was the benefactor, the enemy side-laner didn’t dare hit him; wanting to make money, they simply cleared the wave and went with their teammates to besiege the Marksman.

Orange Soda single-handedly pushed his lane all the way to the end.

Gu Qiuyi’s mind was still full of making money. Seeing that Orange Soda had almost led the minions to the enemy Crystal, he quickly spoke up: “Don’t push, don’t push! The Marksman has only died seven times. Are you a sore loser or something?”

Orange Soda: “…”

It was madness. He actually stopped pushing and just stood there in a daze. What was this? Why was he indulging this scammer so much?

“Brother” this, “Brother” that—who knows how many people he’s called Brother? So flippant and casual, yet he had actually added him as a game friend. Why add him? Was he unable to let go of that bit of sunk cost? The kid was clearly a scammer beyond a shadow of a doubt.

Gu Qiuyi’s soft and inexplicably sweet voice rang in his ear: “Brother, keep it up! We’ve already made 800 yuan! Let’s try to make 2,000 this match!”

Orange Soda: “…”

Heh, this ‘Brother’ of his sounds truly sweet.

Looking at that Marksman again, the guy was actually throwing himself into death without a second thought. His score was gradually becoming legendary in a bad way.

The game was nearing its end. The Marksman’s score of 0-20-3 was eye-catchingly terrible. Gu Qiuyi sent his WeChat ID and messaged “All” to the enemy heroes: “You guys add each other on WeChat first, then add me. We’ll split the money.”

Then he said to Orange Soda: “You send yours too. Be an honest person, no backing out.”

Orange Soda messaged “All”: “Enemy Jungler, come out and add me on WeChat for the money.”

This match was settled perfectly. Gu Qiuyi said to W with great delight, “Doesn’t this count as an unexpected harvest? Making 2,000 from one game. Brother, you take 1,600 and I’ll just take 400. That’s enough for me to eat five good meals.”

Returning to the room after the tally, Gu Qiuyi didn’t kick Orange Soda this time. Instead, he asked him: “Are you still paying for the next game? Or better yet, let’s cut out the middleman. You just pay me directly and I’ll have ‘Brother’ go feed.”

Orange Soda: “…” He was defeated.

W typed: “Chiu-Chiu, don’t take his money. I’ll give you money.”

Orange Soda: “??”

Orange Soda typed a question: “Are you two in a Sugar Daddy/Sugar Baby relationship?”

W: “?”

Gu Qiuyi was shocked. “How can you speculate about my pure friendship with Brother like that!”

Orange Soda: “…” Those words sounded familiar.

Gu Qiuyi got angry. “Your thoughts are truly filthy! I’m kicking you!” After saying that, he kicked Orange Soda.

W said: “Don’t add people randomly in the future. Many people like boys like you.”

Gu Qiuyi believed this. After all, this world was a BL novel; it was common for everyone to be into BL.

Seeing that he didn’t speak, W thought he was being indifferent and added emphasis: “Don’t disbelieve me.”

Gu Qiuyi said: “Brother, I know. I won’t add people randomly anymore. Actually, if it weren’t for you asking me to play with you, Brother, I wouldn’t usually play games.”

If there weren’t money to be made, he wouldn’t play this game. Compared to gaming, he preferred staying alone and quietly reading novels or sleeping.

W said: “Let’s continue. I’ll carry you up the ranks.”

Gu Qiuyi: “Yay!”

He ignored Orange Soda, who kept requesting to join the team in the top left corner, and re-entered a match with W.

Orange Soda—that is, Chu Yueguang—was fuming. He went offline and registered a new WeChat account to add Gu Qiuyi. He wanted to see exactly what kind of demon this person was.

Gu Qiuyi played another match. When he came out and saw a new friend request, he thought about it and ignored it. He logged off the game, opened WeChat, and saw a friend request. After accepting it, that person transferred two thousand yuan to him.

After receiving it, Gu Qiuyi replied “Thank you” and transferred sixteen hundred to W. “Hard work, Brother.”

W, however, transferred fifty-six hundred back to him and said: “Just keep it all.”

Gu Qiuyi had been receiving his money all this time, but this time he felt a bit embarrassed. He couldn’t quite explain it; perhaps it was because W always protected him in the game with various small details, making him feel unable to take the money so righteously.

However, this feeling lasted for about two seconds. In the third second, he accepted the transfer. “Thank you, Brother!” Then he asked curiously: “Brother, you transfer so much money to me every day; won’t you run out for yourself?”

W said: “No, my family doesn’t limit my spending.”

Gu Qiuyi: “Wow, I’m so jealous. My family only gives me three thousand yuan a month. Boo-hoo, they wouldn’t even reimburse my taxi fare before. Do you know? Taking a taxi from that house to school and back costs three hundred yuan; that’s nine thousand a month! Three thousand wasn’t enough at all, so I moved into the dorms.”

W: “…”

Seeing this reaction, Gu Qiuyi immediately said: “Brother, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to ‘sell misery’ (act pitiful). I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I just said it because it came to mind. I’m truly sorry for making you unhappy. I don’t think I’m that miserable either because I’m a student and don’t spend much. Since I’m living in the dorms now, I can save a lot of money.”

W didn’t know what to say, so he simply typed in ten thousand yuan and initiated a transfer.

Gu Qiuyi: “??” Gu Qiuyi: “Brother, I’m really not asking you for money. I just mentioned it in passing. Please don’t misunderstand, Brother.”

After saying that, he saw the words “The other party is typing…” appearing at the top. He scratched his knee and continued typing: “Brother, don’t feel pressured. I really just said it casually; I didn’t mean to make you unhappy. I won’t accept this money. Although I do love money, I don’t want to make money from someone’s pity. That’s not good. However, if you ask me to play games with you and pay me, I’ll accept it thick-skinnedly.”

W finally replied: “This is a prepaid fee for your accompaniment. Play five matches with me tomorrow.”

Put that way, Gu Qiuyi had no reason to refuse. He accepted the money. “Alright then, Brother, I’ll continue playing with you tomorrow!”

W: “En.”

Gu Qiuyi checked the time; it was getting late. “Then, Brother, I’m going to sleep. Goodnight.”

W: “Goodnight.”

However, after a long while, W sent another message: “If you don’t go home for National Day, where will you go?”

Gu Qiuyi had already lain down. Seeing his phone light up, he picked it up and replied: “I don’t know yet. I might go stay at a classmate’s house for the seven days.”

W was silent for a while before asking: “Do you have any brothers?”

Gu Qiuyi: “Huh? What brothers? Biological brothers? I don’t have any.”

W: “…”

Gu Qiuyi saw the ellipsis and felt something was slightly off. “What’s wrong? Why did you suddenly ask that, Brother?”

W said: “Nothing.”

Gu Qiuyi didn’t think much of it. “Then I’m sleeping. You should sleep early too, Brother. Goodnight.”

W: “Goodnight.” W: “Sweet dreams.”

Not long after Gu Qiuyi lay down, his phone pinged again. He fumbled for his phone and saw it was the person who had just transferred money to him.

This person’s profile picture was a red balloon with a smiley face painted on it. The nickname was a bit artistic: Drunkenly Reclining in the Star River. He sent a: “?”

Gu Qiuyi: “?” Drunkenly Reclining: “?” Gu Qiuyi: “??” Drunkenly Reclining: “.”

Gu Qiuyi: “…What are you doing? Who are you?” Drunkenly Reclining: “.”

Gu Qiuyi: “Crap! Who on earth are you! I’m going to get angry!”

Drunkenly Reclining transferred him 6,666.

Gu Qiuyi: “!!!” He accepted in a split second. “Brother, do you need something from me?”

Drunkenly Reclining: “…”

Gu Qiuyi: “…Brother, why do you always send punctuation? You’re so strange, Brother.”

Drunkenly Reclining: “Do you call everyone ‘Brother’?”

Gu Qiuyi said: “No. See, I didn’t call you Brother just now.”

Drunkenly Reclining: “.”

Gu Qiuyi: “Brother, you’re really strange. Why do you like sending punctuation so much?”

Drunkenly Reclining: “…”

Gu Qiuyi saw the frequency of the familiar punctuation and had a flash of inspiration. “You’re that Orange Soda, aren’t you??”

Drunkenly Reclining: “.”

Gu Qiuyi: “…It really is you, Brother Orange. You’re so strange, it’s like you can’t speak.”

Drunkenly Reclining: “Who was that person just now? Calling them ‘Brother’ so intimately?”

Gu Qiuyi sat up, staring at the screen and typing away: “Just a brother of mine. But you, Brother Orange, your thoughts are so filthy. You don’t seem like a normal person.”

Drunkenly Reclining sneered: “Indeed. If I were a normal person, I wouldn’t be chatting with you.”

Gu Qiuyi: “?” Gu Qiuyi: “Are you throwing shade at me?”

Drunkenly Reclining flatly denied it: “No.” Drunkenly Reclining: “Answer one question for me.”

Gu Qiuyi: “…Go ahead.”

Drunkenly Reclining: “Just how many ‘Brothers’ do you have?”

Gu Qiuyi: “? What do you mean by asking that?”

Drunkenly Reclining: “Brothers like ‘W’—how many do you have?”

Gu Qiuyi: “No, you really are a bit strange. Why would you ask such a question?”

Drunkenly Reclining transferred him 10,000. “Answer me directly.”

Gu Qiuyi: “!!!”

He accepted the transfer instantly. “I don’t have that many brothers. W, Brother Orange, Brother MQ (Muqing), Brother HS (Hansa), Brother KH (Kou Huai). That’s only five.”

Drunkenly Reclining: “. Only. Five.”

Gu Qiuyi: “Brother Orange?”

Just as this message was sent, a bright red exclamation mark appeared.

Gu Qiuyi: “???” What kind of person is this, blacklisting me?

Gu Qiuyi couldn’t help but complain: “He’s sick!”

Well, he didn’t lose out. He got 10,000 + 6,666 + 2,000, totaling 18,666 yuan. It was just so strange—do rich people nowadays like to randomly send money and then blacklist people?

Gu Qiuyi wasn’t angry; as long as there was money, his mood was high. He put down his phone and was about to sleep when it pinged again. He picked it up with some irritation and saw it was still Orange Soda—apparently, he had pulled him out of the blacklist.

He asked: “Are you sure there are only five?”

Gu Qiuyi: “?”