novelODS Chapter 239 Fang Ningxue in Black Stockings
Chapter 239 Fang Ningxue in Black Stockings
Jiang Feng closed the door behind him and had only taken a couple of steps out of the dean's office when he belatedly realized that he had been tricked by the old dean.
What's this called again? I just saw this term on Douyin the other day: the "demolition effect"! First, make a difficult request, wait for him to refuse, and then smoothly finalize the subsequent small matters, step by step, you've ensnared him.
But the words have already been spoken, and it's too late to go back on them.
He glanced back at the tightly closed office door, and could picture the old dean's smug, secretly pleased expression.
Since enrolling, the school has indeed helped him a lot, from project approvals to various conveniences, they have been very attentive to everything. He can't exactly bring any glory to the school in terms of scientific research and academics, so cooperating in some publicity work is simply part of his job.
Never mind, never mind, everyone's having a tough time.
Jiang Feng swayed as he walked back to his dormitory.
He had asked his three roommates if they wanted to go out for New Year's Eve together, but when they heard that he had made plans with An Ke, they shook their heads like rattles and all said no. Instead, they stayed in their dorm room and started a live stream to gain a lot of fans during the New Year's Eve traffic.
It's worth mentioning that after following Jiang Feng's lead for so long, Chen Yulin and Chen Dexing have already amassed a group of loyal fans. In particular, when the two of them play pranks like swapping accounts and launching attacks, the show's entertainment value is off the charts.
Chen Yulin's self-destructive talent, combined with Chen Dexing's miserly talent, meant that the two of them could consistently maintain a viewership of 3000+ in their live stream. Sometimes, when Jiang Feng went offline, they would continue streaming, and the viewership would increase even further, often reaching 10,000 to 20,000.
It's purely a case of loving the house because of its owner!
Just as Jiang Feng tossed his coat onto the back of the chair, Chen Yulin couldn't hold back any longer and nudged Jiang Feng's arm.
"Fengzi, are you really going to spend New Year's Eve with Anke and Fang Ningxue?"
"Yes." Jiang Feng tossed his coat onto the back of the chair, his tone quite frank:
"Anke went through a lot of trouble to get her GG done at the West Lake Covered Bridge, so let's go check it out."
"You can also see the musical fountain, which is great."
Upon hearing this, Chen Yulin's face instantly revealed a meaningful expression, and she gave him a big thumbs up.
"Awesome, it has to be you, Fengzi."
There are still four hours until the meeting at Baolong Plaza at 6 p.m.
Jiang Feng slumped back in his gaming chair, twirling the mouse with his fingertips, having nothing better to do.
I decided not to overthink it and just started broadcasting.
The live stream title remains the same: Top Secret Aerospace Project, 30 Billion Yuan Challenge in Progress.
Delta Initiation!
There's no other reason than that it's highly addictive.
He had just told his fans yesterday that he wouldn't be streaming today because he was going to celebrate New Year's Eve. But now that he's suddenly started streaming, the number of viewers in his live stream skyrocketed, and the screen was instantly flooded with comments.
[Holy crap, Fengshen is streaming?! Really?]
[Huh?! Didn't you say you weren't going to stream today?! A surprise attack, huh?!]
[I was just disappointed that I didn't get to watch it today, but then this wonderful surprise came along!]
[I have no regrets about 2024!]
Jiang Feng looked at the screen full of surprises and compliments, and suddenly laughed.
If it hadn't been announced beforehand that there wouldn't be any broadcasts today, and it had only been broadcast for four hours, fans would probably have criticized it, saying things like, "You only broadcast this much? Are you trying to fob off beggars?" or "You're a civil servant on Douyin."
Now, all I hear are compliments.
Jiang Feng understood instantly.
Isn't this a kind of demolition effect?
He smiled and shook his head:
"Alright, stop playing and let's make porridge! I have to leave around 5:30."
To Jiang Feng's surprise, today's top-secret spaceflight went incredibly smoothly!
Everything went so smoothly!
Qianqian played for more than three hours, while Jiang Feng spent nearly 100 million!
The official crackdown on cheating has been intensified to the maximum extent, with immediate results. The once technologically advanced game, Juehang, is now terrifyingly green, a green that feels completely unfamiliar.
Jiang Feng successfully retreated ten times in a row! Each game only lasts about 20 minutes on average!
The more he played, the smoother his hands became, and the more enjoyable it was. So enjoyable that Jiang Feng leaned back in his gaming chair, moving his slightly sore fingers, when a crazy thought suddenly popped into his head: Why not... just skip the New Year's Eve celebration?
The Delta without the hangar is fucking fun!
The fans in the live chat seemed to have read his mind, and they frantically encouraged him:
[Such a smooth game, why not play a little longer? New Year's Eve comes every year, but such a green-clad final voyage is a rare treat!]
[Don't go! Isn't it better to celebrate New Year's Eve in a live stream? We'll be there for you!]
[Wind God, you don't want to fail to complete the 30 billion challenge by dressing as a woman, do you?]
The next second, a conspicuous comment popped up, sent by none other than Miss Coco.
【What?! It's 5:30 and you're still not leaving? Baolong is waiting for you!】
The entire live stream chat exploded instantly.
Hundreds of comments flooded the screen every second, all chanting in unison:
[Hilarious! The streamer tried to cancel but was caught red-handed!]
That wretched Anke, she actually stole my man!
Jiang Feng smiled and said goodbye to the viewers in the live stream.
"This is the last Delta live stream of the year. See you next year. Happy New Year and all the best!"
After saying that, he waved to the camera, ignoring the wailing in the comments and the New Year's wishes filling the screen. He decisively ended the live stream and got up to pack his things.
He didn't put much thought into choosing his clothes before going out; he simply picked the most neat outfit—a black casual trench coat, a simple white sweater underneath, washed denim jeans, and white sneakers. It was clean, refreshing, and understated, yet it accentuated his tall and upright figure, giving him a youthful vibe.
Jiang Feng took a taxi to Baolong Plaza. His eyes swept across the area and immediately fell on two figures not far away.
At six o'clock on a winter evening, it was already completely dark. The neon lights and streetlights in the square lit up one after another, and the warm yellow light was mixed in the evening breeze.
An Ke and Fang Ningxue were standing under a street lamp, talking in hushed tones. Both girls were dressed in eye-catching outfits, making them stand out like they had their own spotlights in the bustling square.
As if they were telepathically connected, the two of them suddenly turned their heads at the same time and looked over.
Anke's eyes lit up, and she immediately tiptoed slightly and waved vigorously at him. Her long, smooth hair fluttered in the evening breeze as she moved, and her eyes curved into crescents, full of unconcealed joy.
Fang Ningxue, standing beside him, was not as lively. She simply stood there with a faint smile on her lips, her gentle gaze falling on him, quiet and captivating.
Jiang Feng paused for half a second, his gaze sweeping over the two of them.
With skyscrapers as a backdrop and streetlights as lamps, the two girls standing there create the most stunning scene on New Year's Eve.
What surprised him most was Fang Ningxue's outfit today.
In his memory, Fang Ningxue always wore gentle and appropriate trousers or ankle-length skirts, quiet and gentle with a touch of scholarly elegance. But today, she was wearing a skirt that showed her legs.
Jiang Feng glanced down, somewhat shocked: Fang Ningxue was actually wearing a skirt and black stockings today?