The Strong Female Lead Versus The Most Miserable Male Lead
Chapter 372 - 370 Xiao He Begins Live Streaming

Chapter 372: Chapter 370 Xiao He Begins Live Streaming

How is it?

Nian Shutong wanted to say, it was freaking awesome!

"Fu Yunhe!"

Nian Shutong shouted Fu Yunhe’s name, startling him into looking at her nervously, a bit of a stutter in his voice, "Did I... do something wrong?"

"Not at all!"

Nian Shutong burst into a smile, resting her hands on Fu Yunhe’s shoulders, their faces close together, to the point where Fu Yunhe could even feel Nian Shutong’s breath.

"You did great!"

"I’ve decided, I’m going to give you a gift!"

A gift?

Fu Yunhe hadn’t recovered from Nian Shutong’s gaze when he felt her arms leave his shoulders, and he was slightly reluctant to let go.

"Yangyang!"

"Meh———"

Cute and soft, with shiny big eyes and fluffy little curls, a small lamb about thirty centimeters tall came bouncing over, stopping at Nian Shutong’s feet.

"Let me introduce to everyone, this is Yangyang, just like Jing Bai, Little Fen, and Silver, they are all pets of the small wooden house, and everyone should take good care of them."

"So cute!"

"I really want to pet it!"

"Feels so soft."

Quite a few girls around, as well as children, particularly liked Yangyang.

It was like it hit everybody’s cuteness spot.

Everyone was familiar with Jing Bai, as it truly was a dedicated good dog, patrolling the surroundings of the small wooden house every day, and was somewhat aloof, refusing everyone’s feeding attempts.

As for Little Fen and Little Silver Snake, everyone was not as familiar with them.

After Nian Shutong finished introducing, she turned to Fu Yunhe and asked, "How’s that?"

"Me? A gift?"

Fu Yunhe looked at the adorable little lamb on the ground, somewhat reluctant to accept it.

After all, he was a grown man, wasn’t keeping such a cute little lamb a bit out of place?

"Exactly!"

Deciding to have the small lamb follow Fu Yunhe was a spontaneous decision by Nian Shutong.

Regardless, the two of them were now close friends, and she took into account that Fu Yunhe needed to recover. No matter how he had died in his past life, there had to be a conclusion, right?

The little lamb’s greatest ability was healing, ideal for someone like Fu Yunhe who was destined to venture out from the small wooden house, out from Blue Star.

As for feeling reluctant, there wasn’t any at the moment.

As long as the two remained friends, then the little lamb could stay with Fu Yunhe.

Nian Shutong’s matter-of-factness made it difficult for Fu Yunhe to decline.

After all, how could he politely refuse when someone was giving him something?

And that person was someone he liked.

"I like it, I like it a lot, thank you."

Nian Shutong, looking at Fu Yunhe who reluctantly said he liked it, felt no guilt at all. She crouched down and patted the little lamb.

"For now, follow him."

Then, Nian Shutong also whispered to the little lamb through her Divine Sense, "As long as it doesn’t harm me and as long as he and I are friends, then help me protect him always."

Yangyang obediently agreed to Nian Shutong.

Nian Shutong picked up Yangyang and placed it into Fu Yunhe’s arms.

"Not bad, not bad, a beauty holding a beautiful lamb."

"Xiao He, with this look, you’re especially enticing, which is also pretty good."

Nian Shutong’s words made Fu Yunhe glance at the little lamb in his arms.

He actually felt Nian Shutong was right; he was no longer the Commander of his previous life and wouldn’t take the same path as before.

Playing weak could also be a good tactic.

"I understand now, it really does suit my current situation."

Nian Shutong was very pleased with Fu Yunhe’s understanding. After arranging for the little lamb, she shouted to the people preparing the packing boxes, "Hard work everyone, a bonus for all after we finish!"

"Yeah!"

"Boss is the best!"

"Go for it!"

Everyone was full of enthusiasm, fully equipped and ready to go to war with the express delivery.

Nian Shutong began to contact Little Eight and purchased seedlings from him.

In the open space of the small wooden house, big boxes of seedlings appeared on the ground, and twenty-one delivery lines were immediately activated.

Delivery had started!

At this time, it was two days before the auction.

That evening, the Yu family’s father and sons refused all opportunities to communicate with others, keeping the identity of the carving artist a secret, not uttering a word.

After collecting the money from the auction, they left as quickly as possible.

As for the sculpture, it was snatched up by the He Family.

It was the lifestyle and entertainment He Family, and also He Xinchun’s family.

He Xinchun’s grandfather had secured "Ma Dao Gongcheng" with the highest bid.

Had it not been for the semi-confidential nature of the auction, the headline the next day would definitely have been about the sculpture "Ma Dao Gongcheng."

But even so, the sculpture had become the talk of the town among the wealthy and merchant circles.

Rumors even spread that just one glance would make one’s wishes come true.

No matter how, the sculptor had become the person everyone most wanted to meet.

Today was also the seventh day since Little River Live went off the air, and the eighth day of the nine billion seedlings.

On Star Network, it seemed like the topic was losing its heat; what more was there to say, surely it was a no-show for the delivery.

Indeed, who could really provide so many seedlings for everyone, and for free at that, how much money would that take.

Just as everyone’s gossip enthusiasm began to wane, a message, like a meteor forging through the night, ignited a spark of stars.

"Little River Live is back on air!"

"Little River Live is back on air!"

"What? How is that possible!"

"Stop doubting and go check it out!"

"It’s true! It’s true!"

This message spread like wildfire, continuously propagating through Star Network.

Countless people began flooding into Little River’s livestream.

Even the big families like the Chi Family, Nian Family, and Tang Family opened Little River Live.

They really wanted to see what tricks Little River Live was playing.

This broadcast was set at midday, not Little River Live’s usual time slot, but that didn’t deter everyone’s enthusiasm.

Working? No problem, skip lunch to watch the live stream.

In school? Can give up the lunch break to watch the live stream.

On business? Why not watch the live stream with clients?

Shopping? Stop shopping, prioritize the live stream!

Selling goods? Why did the live stream have to be right when it was time to earn commissions, perhaps take a peek at it too?

Every line of business, whether at home or not, working or not, everyone wanted to see the live stream.

This live stream was the hottest and most sensational event in interstellar space; not knowing about it seemed to disconnect one from society.

When everyone surged into the livestream room, there was a prominent red countdown.

Livestream countdown, three minutes fifteen seconds.

The digital clock ticked away seconds—tick! tick! tick!

Each beep changed the numbers.

How long are three minutes?

When you stare at the numbers changing one by one, it seems really long.

The countdown had entered the last minute.

By then, the number of people in the livestream room had reached twelve billion; this number, achieved at the start, showed just how popular Little River Live was.

Ten, nine, eight, seven...

Three, two, one.

"Hello everyone, I’m Xiao He."