Accidentally Entering the Circle of Big Shots' Live Streams

Now, Zhao Feifei and Wu Hao, along with the rest of their group, were constantly glued to their phones, waiting for XY to go live. If they missed a live stream, they would settle for watching replays. They could spend an entire day rewatching the same replay without getting bored, always finding new excitement in XY's flawless skills.

They were practically die-hard fans.

"Hey, do you guys have any idea who XY really is? He's insanely good. I wonder what would happen if Ji took him on," said Lu Xing, stroking his chin thoughtfully, clearly itching for such a showdown.

"Ji, why don't you challenge him? That'd be epic!" someone suggested.

Zhou Sixue, who had been practicing her English speech, overheard this and immediately turned red with indignation.

"Of course Ji is the best! How can you even question that?" she snapped.

She didn't care about anything else—Ji was simply the greatest in the universe!

Poor Lu Xing was left utterly speechless, unable to defend himself.

He rubbed his nose awkwardly. "I—I never said Ji wasn't great."

Zhou Sixue: *Hmph!*

Lu Xing felt wronged but knew better than to argue further.

Zhou Sixue stood up suddenly. "Ji, let's practice English!"

Ji Chuxing put away his phone, nodded, and began speaking in rapid-fire English that no one else could follow. The others stared blankly, completely baffled by the exchange.

Even though none of them understood a word, they were thoroughly impressed.

And damn, did they think it was cool as hell!

Ji Chuxing seemed satisfied with Zhou Sixue's progress. "Not bad. The competition's next week, right?"

Receiving praise from Ji Chuxing made Zhou Sixue happier than winning a trophy. "Yes, it's next weekend! Ji, will you come watch me compete?"

Her eyes sparkled with anticipation as she looked at him.

The city-wide selection competition was being held at the municipal gymnasium. Ji Chuxing nodded. "I'll be there."

"That's awesome!"

Everyone around chimed in enthusiastically. "We're all going to cheer for you, Sixue!"

Zhou Sixue was so thrilled she nearly jumped out of her seat.

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After school, Ji Chuxing headed straight to the lab as usual.

The lab was spotless. The girl slipped into a clean lab coat, donned her mask and safety goggles, and positioned her phone at just the right angle.

Then, she got to work.

First came a chemistry experiment, followed by a physics one. She only performed one at a time, but given the complexity of each procedure, even a single experiment took well over ten minutes.

Meanwhile, the phone displayed a live stream interface. What was truly astonishing was that tens of thousands of viewers were tuning in to watch this seemingly mundane experimental process.

The chat was buzzing nonstop.

"Master, how precise does the amount of copper oxide need to be in that last chemistry setup? Down to 0.0x grams?"

"Master, I wanted to ask—what's the exact pressure requirement for that small reactor you used earlier?"

"Master, there's an experiment I've been stuck on for half a year. Could you demonstrate it for us?"

"Wait… I clicked here from the trending topics page. Did I stumble into the wrong stream? I don't understand a thing, but for some reason, I can't stop watching."

"I never thought I'd use a live science experiment as dinner entertainment."

"Uh… excuse me, was that name in the chat just now referring to the first-place winner of the Chinese division in the International Physics Competition?"

"What kind of elite circle have I wandered into?"

Off-screen, the person conducting the experiments remained faceless. All that was visible was a pair of slender hands clad in white gloves, moving deftly and precisely across the lab bench.

No one could have imagined that one day, something as dry and technical as an experiment could be transformed into something so mesmerizing—an art form, almost.