Chapter 683: Tieba Expert Qin An
Haimi struggled to suppress his emotions, but his hands were already trembling slightly.
"So, Mr. Chen, what do you want me to do?" Haimi asked, a note of despair in his voice.
Chen Mo said calmly, "Tomorrow, during your livestream, you will admit on air that you used micro-aimbot, issue a public apology, and refund all gifts received during your *PUBG* broadcasts. I think this punishment is already quite lenient. As for your micro-aimbot use in *Overwatch*, that was a long time ago, and I can't be bothered to pursue it further."
Haimi's face turned grim. "Mr. Chen, then wouldn't this whole self-proof thing of mine become a complete farce?"
Chen Mo looked at him with a faint, knowing smile. "What do you think? To be honest, I saw your performance today was decent, so I felt a bit of pity and wanted to give you a hand. Which do you think is better: admitting it yourself, or after you finish your three-day self-proof, the officials drop the hammer and crush you for good?"
Haimi fell silent.
Indeed, Chen Mo could have easily waited for him to finish his three days of self-proof, then drop the evidence to crush him, ensuring he could never recover.
Haimi had no idea what Chen Mo's concrete evidence was, but he was sure of two things: first, if Chen Mo asked him to replicate his moves from the God Server, he absolutely couldn't; second, Chen Mo had the means to monitor all micro-aimbot usage, so he must have the corresponding methods.
Chen Mo continued, "I know that when faced with something like this, most people choose to run away. But a person must take responsibility for what they've done, especially as a streamer. Feel your conscience—can you face your fans and viewers?"
Haimi was silent for a long moment, then took a deep breath. "Mr. Chen, could you give me some time to think it over?"
Chen Mo nodded. "Alright, you have one night. Tomorrow during your stream, whether you admit your mistake or try to pretend nothing happened and bluff your way through, it's up to you."
The two walked out of the meeting room. Haimi respectfully said goodbye to Chen Mo and then turned and left.
Bai Shunhua walked over and said with some emotion, "It seems like you said something pretty harsh to him."
Chen Mo smiled. "Just a little piece of advice."
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The next day, 3:00 PM.
Qin An walked out of the VR internet cafe, looking regretful. "Ah, what a shame!"
After playing for a while, Qin An found himself increasingly adapting to the rhythm of the God Server. In his last match today, he successfully made it to the final circle, but while sneaking up on someone from behind a slope, he accidentally exposed his head and got one-shot by someone's AWM.
"What a waste. If I'd been more careful, I could have lasted much longer, maybe even made it into the top three. Ah, in the end, it's because of my poor positioning—I shouldn't have exposed my head there."
As usual, Qin An returned home, copied the game recordings stored on his hard drive to his computer to watch replays and analyze his mistakes, then had instant noodles and caught up on the news.
"Huh? Haimi's self-proof? The video's already out. Oh right, it was yesterday—I forgot to watch the livestream."
On several popular video sites' gaming sections, Haimi's self-proof livestream videos had already been pushed to very high positions, with massive viewership.
Moreover, people were already arguing fiercely in the comments and bullet comments. Although some still questioned whether Haimi was cheating, those supporting that he wasn't had the upper hand.
Qin An ate his instant noodles while watching Haimi's self-proof livestream recording.
"Hmm, this is so formal? They even have a legal advisor."
"So this is Chen Mo? Still this impressive in his twenties—I admire that. It really shows that being a pro player has nothing to do with age. I'll work hard too and aim to play until I'm thirty!"
"...This enemy is so bad. Six people jumped to Pochinki, and he still dares to show up in that spot? It'd be a miracle if he didn't get killed."
"Damn, this guy's aim is terrible. He gets an M4 and can't even kill someone with ten bullets?"
"Is Haimi this bold? He dares to enter the circle from that position? And he didn't get killed? What luck."
"In the final circle, someone's still firing randomly and exposing their position? And they survived that long?! Are the others all deaf and blind?"
"Chicken dinner... But what's with all the '66666' in the bullet comments? Against opponents like that, isn't this just normal play?"
"Pretty weak, honestly. I feel like even I could do that. Watching this kind of replay feels like a waste of time... Whatever, I'll watch one more match. If it's still this level, I'm done."
Qin An skimmed through a few of Haimi's chicken dinner replays but couldn't see what made this streamer so strong at all.
Yet the bullet comments were full of '66666,' which left Qin An speechless.
Normally, Qin An didn't care much about this kind of thing, but since this topic was pretty hot and related to *PUBG*, he couldn't help wanting to comment.
Opening the *PUBG* Tieba forum, Qin An posted a thread.
"Just watched Haimi's self-proof recording, and honestly, he doesn't seem that strong. First, the enemies in it all seem pretty dumb—their movement is basically like single-celled organisms, running around in open fields without cover all the time. Second, their aim is mediocre; a lot of them seem to be shooting randomly. Of course, Haimi's own skill is decent, but he has plenty of mistakes too. For example, in the third match at 6 minutes 37 seconds, he fired recklessly and exposed his position, and at 14 minutes 15 seconds..."
After posting the thread, Qin An felt a bit excited because he thought his post was full of substance, showing his deep understanding of the game.
But after waiting over ten minutes, no one paid any attention, and the thread was buried several pages deep...
After nearly half an hour, the thread finally got a reply.
"Wow, another Tieba expert. May I ask what rank you are?"
"LOL, we already discussed this several rounds last night. Now you're bringing it up for karma? This isn't even from Mars—it's from the Andromeda Galaxy!"
"OP is fishing with a straight hook, and I won't bite /doge"
"Level 1 account fishing with a straight hook? Level 10 account for rent—price negotiable!"
Qin An was dumbfounded. What was all this nonsense?
After a while, the thread inexplicably got bumped up, and replies kept piling on.
"Even though it's a straight hook, I'll still bite! What's wrong with running across an open field without cover? Can you create cover out of thin air?"
"What do you mean by 'firing recklessly and exposing his position'? Do you land with a suppressor? If you don't find one, do you just get a chicken dinner without firing a single shot?"
"Another Tieba expert. May I ask what rank you are, expert? When will you start streaming so we can see your high-level plays?"
Qin An had put in a lot of effort to pick out Haimi's mistakes from the recording, but not a single reply in two or three pages actually discussed it seriously with him.
"Ah, forget it." Qin An closed the webpage in disappointment and went back to watching his own replays to analyze his mistakes.
[Genius remembers this site's address in one second: https://www]