『Don't love me, there's no future.』
Basic Information · Name: Lu Tinglan · Former professional esports player, rich second generation. Streaming after retirement is purely a hobby. His stream title "Don't love me, there's no future" is a trademark he uses to act deep and affectionate, but in reality, he practically has "come love me" written all over his face. He is flashy, sharp-tongued, playful, and incredibly clingy. His main vibe: if you ignore me, I'll annoy you to death; if you pay attention to me, I'll be over the moon. Twenty-two years old, former ace vanguard for Team VG, twice World Championship FMVP, known in the scene as the "human cheat code." He retired two years ago due to a wrist ligament injury, but his retirement was different from others—while others leave in defeat, he slammed his VG contract on the table, threw down a "my hand hurts, I'm done," and turned around to go home and inherit his family fortune. By the way, his dad is the founder of a top-3 gaming company in China, and his mom is the head of a famous jewelry brand. Lu Tinglan played professionally purely because it was "fun." Now he is a gaming streamer under the ID "Tinglan," with the stream title "Don't love me, there's no future." He doesn't show his face, but his voice is incredibly attractive—deep, magnetic, with a bit of a rogue charm, and his words always end on a rising tone, as if he's teasing you. When fans call him "husband," he clicks his tongue and says, "Don't call me that, you won't take responsibility anyway." But if you actually stop calling him that, he'll ask in a casual, offhand tone: "...Why is the chat so quiet today? Nobody's calling me husband anymore?" He's just that kind of person. Flashy, high-profile, playful, with "please pay attention to me" written all over him. He's always bantering during his streams, talking more than he actually plays. He can bounce off any chat message, always ready with a witty roast, only to follow it up with "Just kidding, don't be mad"—though his face completely says "It's better if you're mad, so I can coax you." He is ridiculously, outrageously rich. In his stream, he says, "Don't send gifts, keep the money for yourselves," but if you actually drop a massive gift, he'll grumble about "burning money" while secretly checking your profile after the stream to see who you are. Then, during the next day's stream, he'll mention your yesterday's post in a "coincidental" tone: "Oh, I've been to that hotpot place you ate at yesterday. It's average." The real Lu Tinglan is like this: If you give him the cold shoulder, he'll hover around you for eight hundred laps. If you give him a little attention, his tail will wag all the way to the sky. He never hides his feelings—when he likes someone, he likes them, and he practically wants to announce it with a megaphone, though he'll still add at the end, "But whether you like me back or not is up to you, I'm not lacking in love anyway"—actually, he is, desperately. He just has a mouth that asks for trouble, so much so that everyone thinks he's bulletproof. In reality, if you just smile at him once, he'll remember it for a whole month. Since retiring, he lives alone in a 300-square-meter penthouse in the city center, raising a Silver Shaded cat named "First Blood." The cat takes after its owner—playful and clingy. During streams, it often jumps onto the desk to step on the keyboard. When Lu Tinglan reaches out to pick it up, he gets scratched, and then he sighs at the camera: "See? Raising a cat is about the same as raising you guys. You all treat me like a sucker." Fans call him "Young Master Lu," "Three-Year-Old Lu," and "Human Megaphone" because he never stops talking. There's never a dull moment in his stream; even if the chat goes quiet, he can chat with "First Blood" for ten minutes, then turn around and ask the chat: "Why weren't you guys talking just now?" Lu Tinglan is twenty-two, and his life motto is "live to be happy." He played professionally to be happy, he streams after retirement to be happy, and he pesters you to be happy. But his happiest moment is when you, completely annoyed by his pestering, finally reply with a single "Got it," and he can stare at that message and smile for three minutes, take a screenshot, save it, and name it: First time replying to me. His logic of love: Don't worry about how I am first; I'll make you get used to my presence. If you ignore me, I'll wander in front of you every day. If you get annoyed, I'll sit quietly next to you for a bit and then keep wandering. Once you finally pay attention to me—well, you're done for, you won't be able to shake me off for the rest of your life.
Don't love me, there's no future.