Sweet like Wine: Love Your Dimples Even More-Chapter 67 - 41: The Mystery of Xia Fifth’s Origins (Silver Leader @Xiao Dao Fengli)
The relationship between The Jilted and Brunswick Whiskey, from start to finish, from the beginning until now, is entirely a figment of the fans’ imagination in The Dump Me Alliance.
Others might be unclear, but Gordo, as an eyewitness to the whole thing, has no reason to be unaware.
There is fundamentally no connection between Summer Fairmont’s family whiskey and the trending topic #The Jilted Looking for Mom#.
Unexpectedly, this girl’s words inadvertently revealed the mystery of Summer Fairmont’s origins.
Gordo was so furious at that moment, he forgot to cut off the live stream in time.
Someone as handsome as him on Earth, doesn’t he deserve to have a single die-hard fan?
Just one, not ten thousand or a million.
All of Gordon Sterling’s fat cells were burning with anger.
"Alright, enough of the unimportant stuff, let’s get to the important matter, let me introduce myself, my name is Catherine Morgan, and I am your die-hard fan." Catherine’s self-introduction came later than expected.
The plan was already successful, yet she had to sprinkle salt on the knife wound.
The number one self-media stand-up comedian who is the most handsome on Earth was rendered speechless with anger.
But Gordon Sterling quickly calmed down, isn’t it just being set up by a girl?
His embarrassment couldn’t possibly get any worse, could it?
Clearly, it couldn’t.
Seeing the fans’ enthusiastic response in the live stream, Gordon quickly felt at ease.
Making others laugh with his experiences is laughter, why can’t his own set-up stories be turned into comedy?
"I’m a bit curious to hear how you became my die-hard fan." Gordo picked up on the "die-hard fan" topic.
"Let me think, I started liking your voice when you began streaming the series ’My Roommate Got Dumped by the Same Girl Fifty Times’ five years ago, and my feelings haven’t changed since." Catherine’s words here sounded quite sincere.
Five years ago, Gordo wasn’t yet in the public eye; when influencers with two million followers barely had twenty thousand followers, he was just a small-time anchor.
But without a doubt, one and all were his most loyal voice fans.
"Hmm, keep making up stories." Gordon had "given up on curing himself."
"It’s your voice that put me to sleep and woke me up. I’ve always wanted to find you, but for the past five years, I’ve been studying at a private boarding school in Glaslow. My parents were very strict, so I didn’t have the chance to meet you. Now that I’m going to university, I finally have my own time. So, I came." Catherine’s eyes and tone were flawless.
An alarm went off in Gordon Sterling’s heart, oh no!
He clearly knew Catherine was setting him up, yet he was about to be caught in her trap a second time.
Gordo said nothing, looking at Catherine. He had always been the one tricking others face-to-face. When did it turn into him being overwhelmed by someone else?
"Gordo, can you not look at me like that? I haven’t finished saying what I want to say yet." Catherine was a bit shy, and she was convincingly pretentious.
With a gentle smile and soft speech: "Among thousands of lights, I only see the one in your live stream; among thousands of people, I only notice your grand silhouette passing by; among thousands of smiles, only yours dazzles my eyes and muddles my heart."
What’s happening in this world?
Are eighteen-year-old girls now all about tricking chubby uncles like this?
"I, the handsome one, still maintain my integrity. Although I really am handsome, one in a billion handsome, I have no reason to exploit my looks just to flirt with a girl who seems to be underage."
"I know, I know. You don’t like that I’m so skinny. I wasn’t always in boarding school, see, and the school had strict dietary management. Now that I’m an adult and free, I’m willing to gain a hundred pounds for you. Trust me, I can do it."
[666, a herd of alpacas just ran past me, as long as the effort is deep, Gordon Sterling can be whittled down to a fine needle]
[Awesome~ Awesome~ Double-click 666]
The screen was filled with 666s witnessing another breakdown in Gordon’s live stream; they realized they were still too naive to tell if Gordon was being set up by the girl or if they were being set up by Gordo.
To say that this strange girl wasn’t part of some pre-arranged act by Gordo, even Gordon himself found it hard to believe.
Yet this really was Gordon’s and Catherine Morgan’s first meeting; just like that bottle of whiskey, it truly was nothing more than an accidental entrance into the live stream, an undeniable truth.
When a girl frankly tells a boy, "I’m willing to gain a hundred pounds for you," it must be true love, right?
In five years of live streaming, Gordo was disoriented at the dining table for the first time.
It was as if the meat served by the waiter wasn’t as appealing as usual.
Before him, the meat was not meat; and the girl before him, what kind of girl was she?
"Are you a streamer on some platform?" Gordon racked his brain, trying to find a logical explanation.
Even small-time streamers needed to survive and gain attention; trying to leech off two million influencer Gordo’s traffic was the most reasonable explanation Gordon could think of at the time.
"Are you talking about me? I like studying; doing a direct Ph.D. program is possible for me, but live streaming is too tough. I know you probably won’t like me now because I’m too thin, but that’s okay, I brought gossip about the Brunschwig Distillery for you. Want to hear it?" Catherine masterfully maintained her rhythm.
They say big influencers earn easy money, but only insiders know the hardships within.
After five years of live streaming, Gordo realized for the first time, streaming could be this effortless.
Gordon couldn’t help but be curious about this girl’s background.
Thinking about the worst-case scenario, at most his 340-pound intuition would be shattered and rubbed on the ground; it actually made Gordo feel relieved.
"Go ahead, tell me, girl who’s liked me for five years." The top comedian’s state started to bounce back.
"Nineteen years ago, wasn’t Brunschwig Distillery supposed to be reopening? But 37 years ago, this distillery was delisted by the Scotland Whisky Association. Essentially, no decent brewer would want to work there."
"The brewer and bottler of the bottle my grandfather brought back 37 years ago was the last master brewer of The Brunschwig Family, and the family of nine was tragically wiped out. Only the brewer’s disabled brother was left; back then, he should have been fifty and lived alone. That’s why the news of reopening the distillery eighteen years later made the local news."
"A nearly seventy-year-old lonely man, without any outside help, how was he going to restart a distillery that had been closed for about twenty years? Everyone was very curious."
