Chapter 65 Meow
Live broadcast room of all worlds.
【Well……】
[Boss Jian’s plot is completely out of control ==]
[Help, help, this is so funny aaaaaaaah]
[I never thought that Boss Jian’s own food would fight with me... I really want to see the expressions of the diners on both sides when they discover the truth...]
[Fu Changfeng has already been figured out by Boss Jian’s food strategy, but why hasn’t his understanding of the plot improved? 】
Many viewers expressed the same doubts.
Yes.
On the plot cracking list of the "Light in the Dark River" section, in Jian Yunlan's live broadcast room, on the day when Yu Ming was completely cured and differentiated into Alpha, his live broadcast room soared all the way up the 'plot cracking list' and became the number one by a large margin.
But in the next few days, the degree of plot deciphering in Jian Yunlan's live broadcast room continued to decline, contrary to its usual practice.
By now, he had dropped from first place to the top ten, and was about to lose his place in the top ten.
He had obviously been in contact with Fu Changfeng all the time, and even conquered Fu Changfeng with delicious food, but why didn't his level of cracking increase?
【@Wanjie Live Room. The inside story? Behind-the-scenes operation? Give back Boss Jian’s grades. User [Gu Xingzhou] presented anchor [Jian Yunlan] with a rocket launcher x1.
[Mr. Gu, I know you are anxious, but please don’t be anxious yet XD]
[+1, I have a guess...]
[Although Fu Changfeng was impressed by Boss Jian's delicious food, it only helped Boss Jian avoid the risk of being eliminated by Fu Changfeng after being discovered as a book traveler, but it did not push the ending towards a happy ending.]
[The next key plot is coming soon.] 】
Yes.
During the days when Jian Yunlan was busy setting up his stall, most of the anchors were preparing for the next plot.
——That plot is a mandatory mark.
[As I recall, Fu Changfeng and Yu Ming were in the woods or somewhere else, and they both fell into a fever. Fu Changfeng forcibly marked Yu Ming, right? 】
[Fuck, didn’t Yu Ming differentiate into an Alpha? How can he still be forcibly marked?]
[Of course, are there still many AA relationships nowadays? Alphas can also be marked, thus becoming an appendage of another Alpha (sigh), and Yu Ming is still destined to be trapped in a cage like a canary.]
【? ? ? 】
In the "Mandatory Marking" plot, Fu Changfeng actually had an inhibitor in his pocket, but he chose not to use it.
...He wants Yu Ming to be his.
Since his ideal was out of reach, he had to pull Yu Ming down with him, so that their fates would be forever entangled and they would sink into the dark river together.
Many viewers only realized the problem at this time.
In the melodramatic book-traveling challenge, success or failure determines the hero.
No matter how brilliant the operations are during the strategy process, no matter how convincing and touching the plot is... as long as the ending is not rewritten, once the challenge is over, the timeline of the bloody article will be reset to the starting point, and all efforts will be in vain.
The entry point to cracking the plot of "forced marking" is to let Fu Changfeng and Yu Ming take the initiative to use inhibitors. Many book travelers also work hard around this point.
Judging from Jian Yunlan’s current strategy progress, there’s probably no hope.
The upside-down hot pot guy lying in the anorectal department, with an IV drip hanging on him, was so anxious that he kept choking: "Help, help!"
…The nurse came in and gave him an extra sedative.
Hotpot Brother's eyelids gradually drooped, but his eyes were filled with tears.
After so many years, finally a host was able to heal Yu Ming.
Is it all going to go to waste?
The audience was so sad that they could not even cry as they watched Jian Yunlan's ranking on the plot cracking list continue to decline:
[Shit, isn’t that going to be the end for Boss Jian? ? ? ! ! ! 】
…The mandatory plot point will happen tonight.
.
It’s midnight, Longteng Summer Camp, dormitory building number three.
There was light in many people's beds.
The dormitory building seemed quiet, but in fact many people were typing frantically to defend the status of the fried chicken owner.
Liu Qin is one of them.
He kept pressing the screen of his phone, and while he was having a three-hundred-round battle with the Malatang fans on Weibo, he was also editing pictures on two threads - he took a picture of fried chicken yesterday, and although it was a little blurry, it was enough to show the flavor of fried chicken, and only needed a little bit of modification.
Taking a break from his busy schedule, Liu Qin asked Fu Changfeng next to him: "Brother Fu, how is the situation over there?"
In the dispute between the Malatang Party and the Fried Chicken Party, Fu Changfeng is one of the leaders of the Fried Chicken Party. With his iron-fisted tactics and superb dominance, he led the fried chicken gang to advance triumphantly and caught the other side off guard.
Including the "declaration of war", it was also organized by Fu Changfeng.
At this time, many spicy hot pot fans were unwilling to accept the provocation and responded one after another:
【Come on, who’s afraid of who?】 ! 】
[Let’s put this on the table. There is no way that fried chicken stand can shake up any of us in the Malatang Party. Just give up.]
[Yes, Boss Jian is supreme, all other food stalls are trash (middle finger)]
Liu Qin was so angry that his teeth were itching.
Humph, when you really get to the fried chicken stall, who knows who will be crying!
"Brother Fu? What do you think?" Liu Qin couldn't help but ask Fu Changfeng again.
But at this time, Fu Changfeng did not answer.
The room was silent.
Liu Qin was stunned for a moment, then glanced to the side -
In the thick night, Fu Changfeng lowered his eyelashes, his eyes fell on the phone, and his lips were slightly pursed, without a smile.
The fluorescent light of the mobile phone screen was reflected on the side of his face.
What was it that made Fu Changfeng stare at it so fascinated?
Liu Qin couldn't help but glance at his screen, but he didn't see anything unusual. Only the screen saver was displayed.
The screen saver was a photo of the boy named Yu Ming and Fu Changfeng. The boy was smiling happily, holding a cup of milk tea in his hand, while Fu Changfeng looked at him lovingly with a sidelong glance.
Looking at Fu Changfeng's deep eyes and the unspeakable expression hidden in those eyes, Liu Qin understood.
I see!
"Brother Fu must be immersed in the longing for his childhood sweetheart and can't extricate himself." Liu Qin sighed, "What a deep affection... It seems that even fried chicken and spicy hot pot can't separate the love between them."
Yes.
Fu Changfeng is a fried chicken fan, while Yu Ming is a spicy hot pot fan.
In this century-long battle of fried chicken and spicy hot pot, former relatives and childhood sweethearts turned against each other and fought for their own ideals and beliefs.
But even with such a huge gap and estrangement in front of him, Fu Changfeng still couldn't help being attracted to Yu Ming...
Love and hate each other, so sweet!
Liu Qin couldn't help but wipe his saliva, forced himself to come back to his senses, and re-engage in the verbal fight.
On the side, in the quiet moonlight.
Fu Changfeng's gaze lingered on the photo for a long time.
Many unspeakable emotions were deposited in his pupils: despair, complexity, depression, and unexpressible desires, all of which were deposited in the gentle moonlight.
The audience in the Wanjie live broadcast room became excited.
[Ahhhh he loves him so much! 】
[So good!] 】
[After Boss Jian's spicy hot pot ruined the plot, Fengming CP completely became a one-way relationship, but it's still good...]
[Wow, wow, the look in Fu Changfeng's eyes when he looks at Yu Ming is always the same, no matter in what time and space, with endless love hidden in the silence]
In the entire melodramatic literary world, Fu Changfeng and Yu Ming have a lot of CP fans. Different from the purely forced love model in "Paranoia", the emotional foundation between Fu Changfeng and Yu Ming is deep. After all, the two grew up together since childhood. Even if they ended up together later, the relationship between them is real.
Moreover, Fu Changfeng has a strong possessiveness over Yu Ming!
No matter when, Fu Changfeng would indulge Yu Ming and give everything to Yu Ming. Before, because of Yu Ming’s obsession with spicy hot pot, Fu Changfeng was jealous of Boss Jian for a long time.
In short, in everyone’s heart, even if the plot collapses, Fu Changfeng’s love for Yu Ming will not change.
For example, at this moment, Fu Changfeng was looking at Yu Ming's photo and reminiscing about the past...
But if someone looks more carefully, they will find:
Fu Changfeng's gaze was not entirely on Yu Ming.
——To be precise, instead of looking at Yu Ming in the photo, he seemed to be looking at it seriously, gloomily, and silently...
Looking at the cup of milk tea in Yu Ming's hand.
If someone looked more carefully, they would find that the cup of milk tea was not any kind of milk tea sold on the market. It is a cup of homemade, carefully blended milk tea with handmade ingredients, a one-of-a-kind tea.
Fu Changfeng's gaze stayed on the cup of milk tea for a long time.
After a while, he closed his eyes.
Sighed softly.
.
Three thirty in the morning.
Led by the square dance aunties, with the gym people as the backbone, and with a few high school students and police officers after get off work mixed in, a group of people arrived at the entrance of Longteng Summer Camp in a mighty manner.
They are here to fight!
Everyone was wearing a uniform red T-shirt with gold lettering, with the words "Boss Jian's Malatang, the best in the world!" written on it in bold black ink.
The diners in the Hetang community are in high spirits with determined expressions.
As they walked, they cheered each other on:
"Today we will let them know how much we love Boss Jian's Spicy Hot Pot!"
"Yes, just fried chicken, let alone one snack stand, even if there are a hundred snack stands, we will never give in."
"Oh, yes, a hundred cheap fried chicken stalls are not as good as a bowl of spicy hot pot from Boss Jian!!!"
On the other side, the diners of Longteng Summer Camp were also seated.
Under the leadership and organization of the principal and teachers, the students who were fascinated by fried chicken, holding dolls and folding fans with fried chicken patterns, finally no longer had to drill holes.
They walked out of the main gate in a dignified manner, encouraging each other as they walked:
"The fried chicken man, the fried chicken soul, the fried chicken boss is our treasure and the root of our life!"
"The spicy hotpot in Hetang Community is just a vulgar thing... How can it compare to our fried chicken, which is pure, refined and unpretentious."
"Let's welcome the fried chicken boss with our best appearance, but we must not be outdone by those heretics."
At the entrance of Longteng Summer Camp, the two groups of people unexpectedly came face to face.
In an instant, thunder in the sky set fire to the earth!
Between the fierce glances between the fried chicken party and the spicy hot pot party, the air seemed to be filled with crackling lightning.
Jiang Wolong, Lin Feng and Cui Hu, with calm eyes, stood shoulder to shoulder, glaring at the family of three opposite them in tacit understanding;
Opposite them, Song Jingan and Lu Ling were carrying their daughter Song Shixia, who was wearing a crown, on their shoulders. The three of them were like warriors returning from a bloody battle, and they were not at all inferior to the trio in the eyes!
"We are the trio of Crouching Dragon, Phoenix, and Flying Tiger. Who dares to challenge the fried chicken boss?!" The trio clasped their fists towards the family of three.
"Hmph, we are upright and have nothing to fear. The army of Mr. Jian, the boss of Malatang, and the soldiers of the Song family father and daughter are all of them!" Song Shixia said in a baby voice, his red headscarf fluttering in the wind.
Xiao Xiao led a group of female Alphas, they were heroic and agile like female eagles, stretching their strong muscles under the moonlight;
Opposite them, Duan Qiongzhi and Wang Dajian were also doing warm-up exercises. They looked at Xiao Xiao and the others with a look of heroism, as well as the dignity of defending Malatang to the death!
Xiao Xiao had a compassionate look on her face and clasped her hands together: "It seems that you are all rare heroes... It would be better for you to convert to our fried chicken boss as soon as possible, which would be considered turning back from the sea of suffering."
"Little girl," Duan Qiongzhi shook her head helplessly, her eyes flickering in a sneer, "The one who should turn back is you who have never tasted Boss Jian's spicy hot pot. Because you have never tasted the ultimate delicacy, you will regard any garbage as a treasure!"
Xiao Xiao was furious: "You——"
Of course, there was also the principal, Lao Xu, and a group of teachers on duty. Many of them had old faces and gray hair, but their eyes showed a passion for fried chicken that was no less than anyone else's.
Opposite them were the square dance aunties wearing yoga pants and holding large flowery fans. They formed a neat formation and started dancing on the spot. Their eyes are fiery and crazy, their bodies are twisted, and their waving arms extend out in waves like seaweed... The name of this dance is "Impression. Malatang"!
Under this devilish dance, Lao Xu and others couldn't help but spit out blood: "You, you sneak attack, the Malatang party is really despicable and shameless..."
The aunts smiled confidently: "Humph, shameless fried chicken party, your spirit is so fragile that you can't stand a single blow!"
Standing at the front of the two teams were Fu Changfeng and Yu Ming.
On the left, Fu Changfeng stood tall and graceful, his phoenix eyes gentle but with a hint of affection as he looked at Yu Ming.
On the right, Yu Ming stood tall as a soldier. Having grown taller, he no longer needed to look up at his brother. Those eyes were as bright as stars, and they were staring at Fu Changfeng without blinking.
They have been each other's relatives since they were five or six years old. They are each other's closest partners and friends.
The look in Fu Changfeng's eyes when he looked at Yu Ming was still doting and indulgent. The two of them were facing each other, and it didn't seem like they were arguing. Instead, the atmosphere was actually quite warm.
"Xiao Ming, I would pick even the stars and the moon in the sky for you," said Fu Changfeng.
"Brother..." Yu Ming's eyes were complicated.
He seemed to want to say something, but hesitated.
The enthusiasm of the audience in Wanjie Live Studio was ignited again: "!!!"
[Fuck, I didn’t expect to see it in Boss Jian’s live broadcast room]
[Our Fengming CP is so real, they are so happy, this doesn’t even look like they are quarreling =333]
[He dotes on him too much. Brother Fu said he is willing to do anything for Mingming! 】
However, some viewers with better memory felt a little uncomfortable when watching this heartwarming scene.
"Even if it's the stars and the moon in the sky, I'm willing to pick them for you'... But not long ago, Fu Changfeng covered the fried chicken legs he had hidden and refused to share them with Yu Ming even if he died? !
Could it be that they remembered it wrong? !
Or maybe Fu Changfeng acted so calm at this moment because he didn't know that 'the fried chicken boss' and 'Boss Jian' were the same person.
He didn't see Yu Ming as a threat to steal the fried chicken, so...
The audience shook their heads, quickly putting the terrible thought behind them.
all in all.
The two groups of people, one on the left and one on the right, glared at each other fiercely, with their swords drawn.
"Three, two, one—"
The offline competition between the fried chicken party and the spicy hot pot party has officially begun!
Then--
Everyone took out their phones in unison and started typing frantically.
……Yes.
Although it is an offline pk.
But after all, this is a society ruled by law, and there are real police officers in the on-site team. We can't really use Mortal Kombat, otherwise we will go to jail.
The most important thing is not to bring shame to the fried chicken boss/Boss Jian!
Especially for the diners at Longteng Summer Camp, the burden on their shoulders is even heavier because they have to wait for the fried chicken boss to set up his stall at four o'clock.
So, after difficult discussions, everyone reluctantly compromised and decided to conduct the PK offline this time... in the form of face-to-face and offline online PK.
Keys come!
It can also be considered a cyber gang fight.
In order to prepare for this PK, the two parties present specially set up a group face to face, dividing the camps in the group with different nicknames and avatar colors. The red avatar represents malatang, and the golden avatar represents fried chicken.
Everyone was typing quickly, the messages in the group scrolled quickly, and soon there were bright red 99+.
[Fried chicken, fried chicken, fried chicken, fried chicken. Even the king of fried chicken is delicious! The crispy outside and tender inside, the hot juice, the combination of crispy shell and tender chicken... The fried chicken boss is the god who makes fried chicken to the extreme! 】
[Malatang is the best in the world, okay? Your fried chicken is not even worthy of carrying Boss Jian’s malatang’s shoes.]
[Words are not enough. If your spicy hot pot is really delicious, why doesn’t the boss continue to set up the stall? It’s because selling spicy hot pot is not tasty and has no future (covering mouth and laughing)]
This sentence hit the snake at its most vulnerable part, and it immediately made the Malatang diners red and warm.
Everyone's eyes turned bloodshot.
They could withstand any kind of attack, but the stinging pain of "Boss Jian won't come to set up a stall anymore" was a scar that would never go away in their hearts...
Malatang diners typed with tears in their eyes:
[You talk as if your fried chicken boss really wants to open a stall. It turns out that he is a spy hired by your principal to catch students climbing over the wall. I guess he won’t come in a couple of days.]
[You are not allowed to say that!] Fried chicken boss... Fried chicken boss won't leave QAQ】
[Anyway, your fried chicken isn't delicious (giving the middle finger). It's so funny. It looks like there are a lot of additives. Our Malatang is made with the finest beef bones carefully selected by Boss Jian, and we even grind the chili oil ourselves. Can your fried chicken compare to that? 】
[Haha, it’s so funny. Our fried chicken is made by the owner himself, and the oil we use is high-quality rapeseed oil and lard. Your spicy hot pot is filled with gutter oil! Convex == convex
Various messages were scrolling wildly, filling the chat box with a large area of red and yellow. The red spicy hot pot and the golden fried chicken are fighting fiercely.
While typing, everyone looked up from time to time and glared at each other angrily.
Suddenly, a message from a strange blue avatar stood out among the red and gold avatars:
[Um... Have you ever thought that the spicy hot pot boss and the fried chicken boss might be the same person? 】
Everyone was stunned.
Even the ongoing war of words came to a halt.
The air was stagnant for a long while.
“Puff——”
An uncontrollable laugh broke the silence.
Liu Qin couldn't hold back his laughter any longer. He held his phone and laughed out loud: "Hahahaha, someone here actually said that the fried chicken boss and the spicy hot pot boss are the same person."
This laughter caused a huge uproar.
Whether it was the fried chicken party or the spicy hot pot party, everyone couldn't help laughing at this moment, and the air was filled with a happy atmosphere:
"Hahahahaha yeah, I'm dying of laughter. How is that possible?"
"One person? Can they be the same person??!"
"It's really funny. It made me laugh until tears came out."
The fried chicken party and the spicy hot pot party, who had been arguing fiercely before, now turned their spearheads in tacit understanding and pointed them at the user named "Happy Little Blue" who suddenly appeared.
[@Happy Little Blue, classmate Little Blue, are you suffering from delusional disorder?]
[That’s right, judging from our boss Jian’s skills in making Malatang, he has been a Malatang expert for at least 20 years. How could I possibly lower my own value by selling that kind of heretical fried chicken! 】
[Who is making indirect accusations here?] (Angry) Why do we lower the value of our fried chicken? If we can make fried chicken to the level of a fried chicken boss, we are national treasures, okay? Your boss Jian sounds like a shameless villain, don't even think about riding on the popularity.]
[The fried chicken boss is so noble. If he met that Boss Jian, he would probably look down on him. Hehehe:))) They are not in the same league.]
[Too humorous]
[@Happy Little Blue, let me be honest. The Hetang Community and Longteng Summer Camp are so far apart that they span most of City A. How is it possible for a snack vendor to set up a stall in both places within a week...]
Jiang Wolong was laughing so hard that he fell backwards, typing as he laughed:
[+1, I, Jiang Wolong, am putting this out there. If the fried chicken boss and the spicy hot pot boss are the same person, I will eat my phone! 】
【Then I will accompany one】
[Eat the phone if you want, who’s afraid of who? Anyway, there’s no way they can be the same person]
The happy little blue boy stopped talking.
Just when everyone thought that Happy Little Blue was persuaded by everyone and left the group in disgrace.
——"There's no need to eat your phone."
A warm and clear voice rang in everyone's ears.
With a bit of smile.
Everyone was stunned.
This offline PK was conducted online. In order to avoid accidental firing, everyone was silent on their phones and no one spoke. Therefore, the sudden sound was particularly obvious.
Moreover, this voice sounds familiar...
At that second, as if by telepathy, everyone's movements were exactly the same.
Their typing fingers suddenly stopped, they looked up blankly, and looked in the direction of the sound -
A familiar tricycle slowly approached.
Jian Yunlan smiled slightly and stopped the car:
"Spicy hotpot and fried chicken, ten yuan each!"
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