104: I'd rather make a mistake than do nothing.

Everyone in the livestream room was collectively stunned by Gao Xiaofan's words, the thought that Brother Wo Zi had gone crazy popping into their minds.

He just escaped with his life today, and he's going to toss and turn again? And the day after tomorrow?

Even those fans who sensed he was about to stir up trouble again felt it was a bit much.

Suddenly, at that moment, a piece of background music began to play in the livestream room, slowly building up, hitting them right in the head and echoing continuously in their minds.

Stereo sound, Dolby—everything became trash in front of this background music.

A heavy hammer struck, a low melody began, becoming more and more impassioned!

"Every rule needs to be broken once!"

"I'd rather make a mistake than do nothing at all!"

"Tomorrow is the thing I worry about the least!"

"Don't give up until you get it right!"

Everyone watching the livestream was dazed for a long time; even Gao Xiaofan stood frozen in place, listening to the voice echoing in his head.

Why does this BGM feel like some pyramid scheme recruitment? It even got his own blood pumping.

After a while, the bullet chat began to surge rapidly.

"Holy crap, I'm freaking grocery shopping, it's so noisy, then suddenly this BGM went 'Duang~' in my head."

"That's so freaking hype! Where did Brother Wo Zi find this material? These sound effects are terrifying!!!"

"What Brother Wo Zi said suddenly gave me hope to keep going. Thank you, Brother Wo Zi!"

"I was planning to comfort Brother Wo Zi, but ended up being comforted by him instead. Family~ who understands this?~"

Gao Xiaofan looked at the constantly refreshing bullet chat and smiled; he hadn't expected the little gadget from the system to be so interesting.

"See you in two days! You guys should rest early too. As for me, I'm going to keep having fun~"

Gao Xiaofan tapped his phone and shut down the livestream while the audience was still in a daze.

Stuffing his phone into his pocket, he saw everyone in the hall staring at him with wide eyes.

"Brother Fan, are you really planning to travel and fish across the whole country?" Zhao Fu couldn't help but ask with a frown.

Gao Xiaofan took the cigarette out of his mouth, blew a smoke ring, and smiled.

"Brother Quan, you haven't become as cowardly as Little Stove, have you?~"

Zhao Fu's eyes widened.

"Him? That little noob??! No way, not in this lifetime."

"Then that's that. We're all men, why act like a timid little girl?"

By now, the banquet hall had completely livened up.

If Brother Wo Zi says it's okay, then it's definitely okay!

This man who had waded a path of survival through a debris flow—as long as he refused to fall, he wouldn't.

Everyone's hearts were influenced by the BGM, giving them a mysterious sense of trust in Gao Xiaofan~

It lasted until after 9 PM. Finally, Gao Xiaofan couldn't hold on any longer; he had a low alcohol tolerance to begin with, so he said his goodbyes and slipped away with Zhao Yuling.

Reaching the front desk, he found the bill had already been paid. No need to think—it was definitely Brother Quan.

Gao Xiaofan thought for a moment, sent a message to Zhao Fu, and then quietly smoked a cigarette downstairs.

Before long, Zhao Fu came down. Gao Xiaofan pulled out his cigarettes and shook the pack, gesturing for Zhao Fu to take one.

After Zhao Fu took one, the two of them squatted on the ground, while Zhao Yuling walked to the side.

"You paid the bill~"

"Yeah, of course~"

The two shared a smile.

"Brother Quan, I'll refund the gifts you sent during the program."

Zhao Fu stared wide-eyed. "What are you doing? I never take back what I've gifted!"

"True, what enters Gao Xiaofan's pocket usually doesn't leave either~"

Gao Xiaofan smiled with the cigarette in his mouth.

"But we're friends, not to mention you saved my life this morning. How could I possibly take it back?"

Zhao Fu didn't say anything, then nodded.

Gao Xiaofan finally breathed a sigh of relief and hooked his right arm tightly around Brother Quan's neck.

"Brother Quan, thanks!"

"Damn, what are you talking about? I'm going back up. When this is over, I'm heading back to T City. You head back with your Little Yu, and drive safe."

Gao Xiaofan nodded, then walked toward Zhao Yuling.

Gao Xiaofan was very happy. Having known him for a while, he naturally knew what was on the mind of a wealthy young man like Brother Quan.

This money might mean nothing to Brother Quan; he might have even forgotten about gifting it.

If someone offered to return it, Zhao Fu wouldn't accept; his Super Tycoon persona wouldn't allow it.

But when he was willing to accept the money, it meant he truly considered Gao Xiaofan a friend, setting aside his tycoon persona to consider Gao Xiaofan's feelings.

This was a true friend.

Gao Xiaofan happily puffed on his cigarette, strolling along behind Zhao Yuling.

"Xiaofan, where are you staying?"

"Eh???" Gao Xiaofan was stunned by her question.

Then he said uncertainly.

"The hospital?"

Zhao Yuling's mouth hung open. "You didn't book a hotel room?"

Gao Xiaofan froze, suddenly acting bashful under the streetlight.

"Little Yu, this isn't quite right, is it? You know my left hand is injured right now~"

After saying that, he quickly added another sentence.

"But, actually, it's not impossible. My arm won't affect my battle power~"

Zhao Yuling's face turned beet red.

"Xiaofan, what are you saying? I was asking where you're staying~"

Gao Xiaofan chuckled, then began to think. After a moment, he called Qu Lang.

"Hello, Brother Lang, have you guys left yet?~"

"Not yet~ after such an accident, how could we leave so quickly? There's a ton of stuff waiting to be handled."

"Do you have a place to stay over there?"

"Aren't you in the hospital? I went to see you this afternoon, and you were sleeping like a log~"

...Gao Xiaofan hung up and tossed his head.

"Done~ Let's go, I'll take you to sleep~"

Zhao Yuling didn't speak, just nodded with a blush and followed behind.

It was the same hotel. Some of the production crew and guests had left, but a few management members were still there.

Gao Xiaofan led Zhao Yuling straight to Qu Lang's room. He suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen his wuling divine vehicle or his fishing gear; surely they hadn't been swept away by the debris flow?

When the door opened, Qu Lang stood inside. Seeing Gao Xiaofan covered in bruises and his left arm limp, he couldn't help but feel a pang of sorrow.

They had only been apart for a few days, yet it felt like a lifetime away.

"I say, Brother Lang, where's my car?~"

As soon as Gao Xiaofan entered, he lay on the bed without ceremony and asked.

Qu Lang's face darkened; it was still the same Gao Xiaofan, not changed one bit.

"Gone~"

"The Program Production Crew will compensate you for the depreciated value~"

Gao Xiaofan propped his head up with his right hand, lying sideways on the bed.

"Then shouldn't that be eighty or a hundred thousand?~"

Qu Lang ignored him and looked at Zhao Yuling next to him.

"Let's find a room for your friend to rest first. I happen to have some things to talk to you about. Sigh."

After saying that, he prepared to head out. Hearing this, Gao Xiaofan got a bit anxious.

"What's there to arrange? How can I be at ease with her sleeping in a room alone?~"

Qu Lang's face darkened.

Hearing this, Zhao Yuling's face turned as red as an apple, looking radiant under the room's lights.

"Xiaofan, I'll be fine on my own. I'm going to wash up first—I'm covered in mud. If you need any help tonight, just call me."

After saying that, she ran out of the room with a blushing face.