OFR – Chapter 312 Holiday

Around noon, close to 12 o’clock, the buzz triggered by A Bit Cold’s string of gift announcements finally began to fade.

However, many decision-makers from top and first-tier teams still felt an inexplicable sense of unease.

Though they were all convinced that A Bit Cold wouldn’t be able to stir up any major waves tomorrow in the face of the mighty Patron Alliance, they couldn’t shake off a lingering anxiety deep down.

Especially when they saw just how fanatical users across countless live streams were in their support for A Bit Cold—they could feel firsthand that the entire Douyu platform’s enthusiasm seemed to be concentrating solely on him.

He was just a patron, a team leader.

Logically speaking, such a role shouldn’t be the focus of this much attention.
He shouldn’t even match the popularity of an average streamer.

Yet right now, in virtually every major stream—including those of top-tier streamers under Guan Zong, Luo Tianshen, Yuanyang Army, and others—there were a flood of bullet comments all praising A Bit Cold.

And not just casually—they were full of admiration and reverence.

This clearly showed that A Bit Cold‘s popularity and reputation had reached a point where even the most influential streamers competing for the Power Rankings could only look up to him in awe.

Blazing at his peak!

Indeed, his momentum and prestige on Douyu had truly reached a blazing zenith.

Without even realizing it, this man who had only emerged a few months ago had already become a living legend in the eyes of the Douyu community.

“So… just how much will it cost to crush a legend like this tomorrow?”

That question lingered in the minds of many decision-makers within the Patron Alliance, as they saw A Bit Cold’s name repeatedly light up across streams and chats.

Meanwhile, Mu Bai, the very person everyone was talking about, had simply said a quick hello in a QQ group after finishing his gift spree—and logged off.

As for tomorrow’s Power Rankings battle, he handed over full responsibility to core veterans like Haiqing, Jingbao, Zhang Yuyan, Awen, and Xiaoyue.

It wasn’t that Mu Bai wanted to play hands-off manager.

Rather, he simply hadn’t been in the live streaming scene for long—and this was the first time he’d even heard of the “Power Rankings Battle.”
He didn’t understand the rules, strategies, or what tasks needed to be distributed.

So instead of trying and failing to micromanage, he figured it was best to leave it to these seasoned pros like Haiqing and Jingbao.

That said, he would definitely tune in tomorrow to watch this major event in the streaming world.

After all, the personal storyline mission and the currently paused random mission he had… likely both hinged on what happened tomorrow.

But for now, Mu Bai didn’t intend to spend much more time online.

Because the 29th day of the lunar month had arrived—Chinese New Year’s Eve was tomorrow.

Mu Bai planned to head out in the afternoon to pick up some New Year’s goods.

The villa already had everything it needed, and there wasn’t really much he had to buy—but it wouldn’t feel like the New Year if the atmosphere remained this cold and quiet.

Even though fireworks were technically banned in luxury areas like Xuanwu Zhongshan, no property management team would dare try to stop the wealthy residents who lived there.

Plus, nearby Xuanwu Lake Plaza allowed fireworks displays.

Every year, near the end of the year, the plaza would host elaborate firework shows—colorful, spectacular, and worth a fortune.

As a result, residents from the area would flock to the plaza every year to enjoy the fireworks.

So Mu Bai also planned to buy a few fireworks for himself.

After shutting his laptop, he picked up his phone to check the time—it was already past 12 noon.

Time for lunch.

Coming out of his bedroom and heading downstairs to the living room, he saw Xiao Qing busying herself in the kitchen.

Mu Bai had originally planned to take her out for lunch, but before he could say anything, the aroma of freshly cooked food hit his nose.

So he swallowed his words with a chuckle.

“Mu Hao, you’re down? Come eat, lunch is almost ready!”

Xiao Qing turned around and smiled brightly when she saw him.

“Alright.”

Mu Bai nodded, walked over to the dining table, and sat down.

Today’s meal looked more elaborate than usual, and incredibly appetizing.
It was clear that Xiao Qing’s cooking skills had improved significantly over the past few days.

A few minutes later, after Xiao Qing sat down at the table too, Mu Bai—remembering the holiday—said:

“By the way, Xiao Qing. Tomorrow’s New Year’s Eve. I’ll give you a week off. I’ll transfer your salary directly to your bank card.”

But as soon as he said that, Xiao Qing panicked:

“Ah?! Mu Hao, are you firing me? Please, don’t! If there’s anything I didn’t do well, just tell me!”

Her face was full of pleading and anxiety.

Truth be told, even if she didn’t have the absolute beauty of a Mu Xiaoxiao, Qian Yiwen, or Han Mengyun, Xiao Qing was still a rare beauty among average girls—the kind many young men would fight to pursue.

Very few men could resist the pleading of a girl like this.

Although Mu Bai didn’t feel any emotional stirrings, he couldn’t help but smile.

He had simply wanted to give her some time off to visit her family, but it had obviously been misunderstood.

“Alright, silly girl,” he laughed. “I just meant it’s the holidays—you should go see your family. Why would I fire you? Take a week off, but be sure to come back after the fifth!”

After his explanation, Xiao Qing’s expression brightened again. She replied happily:

“Mm-hmm! Thank you, Mu Hao! I was actually planning to stay here this year and keep you company. But since my dearest boss gave me time off, I’ll go home! If you need me, just give me a call—I’ll come back right away!”

Her words were full of genuine joy and sincerity, and that little hint of flattery didn’t feel awkward to her at all.

To her, pleasing her boss didn’t require a reason—especially when her boss was kind, gentle, and refined like Mu Bai.