Otoko Game: Male protagonists, I’m just a scumbag

"Ha ha--"

Wei Lan gasped sharply, his eyes full of fear, and suddenly sat up and touched his chest.

No wounds were found on the chest.

Shit, he thought he was screwed.

He thought back and it seemed like he had a very long dream.

"Why did you get up just now? This is unlike you. Normally you're the one who wakes us up."

The roommate standing under the bed looked up at him, saw that he was sweating profusely, and teased him:

"Good boy, you're having a wet dream, aren't you?"

"Hahahaha——" another roommate laughed wildly.

"No wonder he refused to wake up even after calling me so many times!"

Wei Lan pursed his lips and rubbed his head.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Then he climbed down the stairs, started to wash up, and suddenly asked:

"what time is it now?"

A roommate casually replied, "8:45. He and I don't have first period class this morning, but it seems you do."

Upon hearing this, Wei Lan rushed over to wash his face and rushed to the classroom.

He was in a daze during these two classes, always feeling like something was wrong, and he even forgot about the topic he was supposed to code yesterday, so he didn't bring it today.

The school he attends is a university located in the capital, and there are many foreign students studying there.

As soon as he got out of class, he ran into Al, a young man with short, slightly curly golden hair. He was fair-skinned and a slightly cute type.

He is also very shy, very polite to him, and likes people who keep calling him brother.

"Brother——!" Al smiled warmly and waved at him.

Wei Lan was about to respond with a smile when someone suddenly stopped by.

"Wei Lan."

Wei Lan was stunned for a moment. What was he calling Stephen? Who was this?

He turned his head and found it was Lin. He thought he had misheard and responded to him politely.

"get out of class has ended?"

Lin nodded at him and suddenly stared at Al in front of him.

Wei Lan didn't know why, but these two people seemed to be a little hostile to each other, and it was like this every time.

"Okay, I'm going to the next class now. Bye."

So Wei Lan left quickly, with Ai'er following closely beside him.

"Brother, what's your next class?"

Al asked him with those forest eyes flashing.

Wei Lan shook his head and whispered:

"Actually, it's gone..." He paused halfway and began to explain:

"In fact, Lin is a pretty good person. I also thought he was difficult to get along with at first, but later I found that he only looked unapproachable on the surface. You will find out as you get to know him better."

His original intention was to ease the awkward atmosphere that prevailed whenever the two met.

But as soon as he finished saying this, he saw Al's dog ears drooping:

"Oh......."

Wei Lan thought he just had a problem with Lin, and seeing that he seemed a little unhappy, he quickly eased the atmosphere:

"By the way, did you have breakfast this morning? If not, shall we go together?"

"Oh yes, that's if you don't have any classes."

"!" Al immediately wagged his tail and shook his head wildly.

"No, no, let's go together!"

Wei Lan smiled, and they came to the third cafeteria. There were not many people in the cafeteria at the moment. Wei Lan ordered a bowl of wontons, and Ai'er followed his grandfather and ordered one bowl as well.

"Oh, right," Wei Lan was about to leave when he suddenly turned around and said to his aunt,

"I have a bowl that doesn't have to be spicy."

The bowl he just ordered was spicy, and Al said he wanted the same as him because he was worried that he couldn't eat spicy food.

I remember one time Al and he ate a spicy egg roll together, but Al kept crying and having runny nose during the meal and couldn't eat anything spicy at all.

When Al heard what he said, his ears suddenly turned red. He didn't expect that he actually remembered that he couldn't eat spicy food.

"Thank you."

As the two of them sat down, Al suddenly said this, and Wei Lan smiled heartily.

"What's the matter? It's okay."

The two were eating when Wei Lan's phone suddenly rang. When he opened it, the note showed "dog stuff".

The smile disappeared immediately and he lowered his face.

This is his half-brother, someone he hates very much. Now he has started working and has opened a big company.

Even though it was annoying, he had to take it.

After a moment's hesitation, he picked up the phone. However, he didn't say anything. He only heard the other end of the screen start talking:

"Why didn't my brother reply to the message I sent last night?"

The voice on the other end of the line was the kind that made people happy upon hearing it, and it was accompanied by a faint smile, but underneath it was a bit of anger that was suppressed.

Wei Lan bit his lower lip when he heard that, thinking, what the hell kind of message are you sending?

So I made up a random reason:

"I was too tired yesterday and went to bed early."

"Humph..." A sneer suddenly came from Richard's side.

"Really? But I looked at your class schedule..."

The meaning of this was self-evident. Wei Lan became angry as soon as he heard it.

"Fuck you, you are invading my privacy!"

Al was startled by his sudden words. The whole wonton went down his throat before he even took a bite. He choked and patted his chest hard.

"Hehe——" Richard couldn't help himself and a sound came out of his chest.

"So my brother is saying that the people who took those classes with you invaded your privacy?"

Wei Lan took a deep breath, but was unable to refute, so she hung up the phone on the spot in anger.

I just long-pressed the power button to shut down the phone, but suddenly I received another message.

"Go home this Saturday, or you know what will happen."

Just a few short words, but they have extremely strong oppressive power.

Wei Lan held the phone tightly in his hands, wishing he could throw it away the next second, but then he thought about it and realized that it cost money.

"Is it your brother again?" Al raised his eyes, lowered his mouth, and muttered softly,

"How could he do this? He's your brother, and it's wrong for him to control you like this. How about I go talk to him?"

When Wei Lan heard what Al said, he suddenly laughed and felt that he really had a silly vibe sometimes.

"Hahaha, no need, you're too cute."

Al looked at him and saw his smile. His Adam's apple rolled twice in surprise, as if he wanted to swallow the smile, but he retorted:

"How can a manly man be called cute?"

Wei Lan touched his head, and Ruyi felt the soft and curly hair, which was particularly comfortable.

"Why can't men be called cute?"

When Al was touched like this, his face instantly turned redder.

Wei Lan quickly withdrew her hand. Even if she thought he was cute, she couldn't do that. He was a boy after all.

But sometimes he really felt that he was not of the same age as himself, like a little brother of a high school student.

After they finished their meal, Wei Lan said goodbye to him and returned to another dormitory.

Then he started his live broadcast in the evening.

He always felt like he hadn't done a live broadcast for a long time.

He obviously broadcasts it every two or three days.

When he put on his newly bought JK pants, he found that they were still a little short and his belly was almost completely exposed.

I cursed in my heart, why couldn’t it be longer?

After changing his clothes, he immediately started the live broadcast.

He has been doing this live broadcast for half a year. Although it is not very popular, he has already gathered a group of old fans.

"xx: Oh my god! My blue sky baby! Finally live streaming again!"

[xx: Oh my god, I miss you so much!]

"xx: Hurry up and give the screen a kiss!"

"Oh, I finally changed into a JK shirt today? Why does it feel shorter? Baby, you didn't do it on purpose!"

"xx: Blue Sky Baby really understands us more and more!"

Wei Lan thought he could speak, but he was always stuttering when facing their speeches. After he put on the wig and moistened his lips, he sat in front of the live broadcast.

"Long time no see everyone."

His live broadcast room is just about singing, dancing, and playing around.

But his singing is always out of tune, and his dancing is so stiff after learning it randomly on the Internet. This is why he is not very popular.

At first he didn't believe that anyone would watch it, and he just wanted to give it a try.

Who knew that more and more people would come and say they liked his silly look.

In fact, he is not stupid at all in reality.

"Is there any song you guys want to hear today?"

Wei Lan asked the screen.

"xx: I want to hear I love you, baby!"

"xx: If you don't want to listen to the song, you can unbutton your shirt and see it?"

"xx: Upstairs, we are doing a serious live broadcast!"

"xx: Let me be the one!"

Then the screen started to display small gifts. What were they? Kisses. Touches.

At this moment, a head portrait suddenly flashed across the screen, giving a super close-up.

Then as soon as I came in, I started to brush the castle, which is the highest-level gift on this platform, and one costs several thousand.

Wei Lan was shocked again when he saw this, and quickly turned off the gift sending function in the gift settings.

Small gifts are fine; he always feels uneasy receiving big gifts.

And the other party is set to be a male.

He always felt something was weird because although there were quite a few men in his live broadcasts, most of them were girls.

As soon as he arrived, the comment section immediately went wild with people flooding the screen with comments.

[xx: Ahhhh!! The boss brother is here!]

[xx: Hey, big boss brother, you are here to pay attention to our blue sky baby again?]

"xx: Are you a man who likes my baby? This is not okay."

...

"Click——" There was a sound of a door opening behind me.

"Has it already started?" Then there was the voice of Yisheng Qingfeng Buddha's face. Wei Lan turned his head, took a look and nodded.

That was none other than Caesar, the person who was assigned by the company he signed with more than two months ago to be his agent and maintain order in his live broadcast room.

It is said that he is also a religious priest.

He was shocked when he learned about this. He thought that priests in religion could only be priests for their entire lives and could not do anything else.

Wei Lan just turned around and found that the comment section was still in an uproar.

"xx: Baby, what were you looking at just now?"

"xx: Did you see what the boss brother said to you?!"

......

Wei Lan said "Ah" and apologized.

"Sorry, my operations teacher came just now and didn't notice the live broadcast room. Can you say it again?"

Now the comment section is no longer in an uproar, as everyone has gotten used to it and has accepted it, waiting for that person to speak.

Brother: "Don't let me see you wearing such short clothes next time."

"Uh...!" Wei Lan saw these words awkwardly, scratched his head, and finally explained clearly,

"I already bought the largest size..."

"xx: Brother Boss, please don't say it out loud. We could have watched it for a while longer..."

"xx: Ahhh! Is the boss brother jealous? Hehehe, we all saw it!"

"xx: It's okay to call you Brother, but why do you talk like a boss?"

"xx: That's why I call you boss brother, hahaha."

"xx: Baby, please! Can you stretch again!"

"xx: It's pink, and I feel at ease."

Wei Lan finally understood what was going on. He had just stretched and his clothes, which were already short, were folded up, so he quickly reached out and pulled them down again.

Suddenly the comments started to slow down, and then quickly speeded up again.

"xx: Good man! Why is Blue Sky Baby so sensitive here! Last time I saw someone else talking so passionately that they could even post it!"

"xx: That's right! What I just said has been blocked!"

......

Wei Lan glanced at Xize quietly, who was operating with a calm face, even though he had mentioned to him many times that he didn't need to be so strict.

But he didn't seem to listen much.

He then started dancing again, accepting the challenge and being forced to wear fox ears.

Finally, he ended the live broadcast.

Wei Lan lay on the table and breathed heavily, but he was really tired.

"Tired? Let me take you back."

Caesar had those gentle eyes, yet they made people feel extremely indifferent.

Wei Lan thought about it and realized that tomorrow was Saturday and he would be annoyed if he had to go home again.

He has already asked for leave for tonight, so it doesn't matter if he doesn't go back to the dormitory tonight.

Wei Lan looked at the time and suddenly asked him,

"How about we go out for a drink?"

Caesar was stunned for a moment, and finally nodded.

Wei Lan got into his car and looked at his phone, and found that several people were sending him messages.

Click on Al,

Al: Brother, are you free tonight?

: How about we go out and play? I haven't been to xx place yet.

:Brother? Brother Wei Lan?

:Why don’t you reply to me?

: Are you asleep...? [pitifully]

Wei Lan quickly replied to his several messages: Sorry, I haven’t checked my phone.

：I took a leave and came home.

The other end was immediately typing, but only two words came out.

Al: Oh oh...

: If your brother does anything, be sure to call the police!

When Wei Lan heard what he said, he suddenly fainted from laughing, but he really wanted to call the police.

:it is good.

Then he looked at the next message, which was from Lin.

Lin: Are you there?

: I'm in the dormitory downstairs from you. Have you had dinner?

...

:Where have you been?

:...

Wei Lan quickly typed a few more words: Sorry, I didn’t check my phone, I guess I can’t go, sorry.

Then look at the next one.

It was sent by Luo, an underground rock singer he had met by chance before. When they first met, they disliked each other and even had a fight.

I didn't expect that we would become good friends later.

Luo: Hello! I have a show on Sunday at the old place. I’ll have someone give you the ticket when you get there. Remember to come.

Luo: Hey, damn, why don’t you reply to me?

:Where the hell have you been?

: You don’t even reply to my messages!

...

Wei Lan was silent for a moment, and simply replied with a few words, "Okay, I got it. Good brother, I will definitely come."

It took him several hours to reply to these people's messages.

. . .

The car slowly stopped, and Wei Lan looked up and found that the light was red.

Caesar took the car out of gear, held the steering wheel, and didn't even turn his head.

"So many messages, is it your girlfriend?"

Wei Lan was a little confused by his sudden question. She didn't know why she felt something was wrong.

"No, just a few friends I know."

The interior of the car was dim, with only the street light outside shining in. His expression was hidden in it, obscure and unclear.

Wei Lan thought he would not reply, but after a few seconds of silence, he spoke as the car started:

"You have so many friends..."

He didn't hear the rest of the words as they were drowned out by the sound of the horn behind him.

Wei Lan didn't think much about it.

"Yes, park over there." Wei Lan pointed in a direction, and the car finally stopped in a place where parking was available.

In the distance is a big street, brightly lit, full of flowers and people, extremely lively.