Chapter 70 [Contains 5w nutrient solution plus update] meow meow meow
Wanjie Live Room, "Light in the Dark River" section.
Before the big screen was replaced by the picture from Jian Yunlan's live broadcast room, most viewers' screens were divided into two, with the left side showing the big screen plot of the original novel, and the right side showing the plot of the host they were interested in.
In this way, they can see most intuitively what changes have occurred in the plot after each anchor has worked hard to correct it.
But the plot of most broadcasts is not much different from the original.
At most, the relationship between the protagonist and the bottom will be slightly eased.
Everyone watched this extremely exciting plot with great relish, cracking melon seeds and eating popcorn——
Until Jian Yunlan's live broadcast room replaced the big screen.
Xiaoxuan looked at the plots of other anchors on the left, and then looked at the plot of Jian Yunlan's live broadcast room on the right:
On the left, Fu Changfeng restrained Yu Ming domineeringly and without explanation, pressing him against the tree, Fengyan was in danger.
Xiaoxuan's eyes lit up.
On the right, Fu Changfeng and Yu Ming held the inhibitors without hesitation, with firm eyes.
Xiaoxuan’s eyes went dark.
On the left, Fu Changfeng’s canine teeth proudly pressed against the back of Yu Ming’s neck.
Xiaoxuan's eyes lit up again.
On the right, the tips of Fu Changfeng and Yu Ming's inhibitor needles touched the blood vessels.
Xiaoxuan’s eyes went dark again.
On the left, Fu Changfeng and Yu Ming began to "fight" fiercely, tearing, gasping, and colliding.
On the right, Fu Changfeng and Yu Ming stood shoulder to shoulder, like revolutionary comrades, imagining the future of themselves and the snack stand with full confidence.
For the next five minutes, Xiaoxuan's eyes saw a cycle of light, dark, light, dark, light, and dark, as if he was crossing a zebra crossing so long that the end was invisible.
Finally, when the two of them said, "Let's go to the snack stand!" Xiaoxuan couldn't hold it anymore.
She rolled over on the bed holding her head, howling darkly:
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”
Like her, the millions of viewers in the special zone who were forced to watch the whole process could not hold back.
What is this? ? ? What is this? ? ? ! ! ! 】
[My head itches, as if a brain is growing...]
[Fuck, I’m really convinced]
[Seeing the protagonists, top and bottom, fighting against the inhibitors together in the small forest with mandatory marking, my heart finally died.]
[I suddenly feel relieved]
[(Banging the table) For today, I took a day off, drew the curtains, burned incense, took a bath, and prepared popcorn, all just to watch the main characters' swastika-marked truck, and in the end you show me this? ! 】
[Haha, it turns out that your dream is to make milk tea, hehe...]
[Fu Changfeng: "Live broadcast of opening a milk tea shop, but a ridiculous article"]
[What did Fu Changfeng do wrong? Fu Changfeng just wanted to shake milk tea and eat fried chicken]
[Hello, teacher. My Zi Han was writing a bloody, heart-wrenching, and tangled pseudo-orthopedic article this morning. When he came back in the afternoon, it had become a sunny and positive food article. Next time, my Zi Han will not participate in this kind of activity.]
[Urgently requesting a memory clearing surgery online, I don’t want to see such a plot ahhhh abandon abandon! 】
Of course, some are happy while others are sad.
Some people collapsed, wailed like crazy, and wished they had lost their memories, while others cried for joy and opened champagne bottles on the spot.
——Student Xiao Lan fought a great comeback!
Not long ago, everyone was still worried and thought that Jian Yunlan was going to be eliminated. Even the countdown to BE had begun, and that group of vultures were even more arrogant and boastful.
Unexpectedly, the plot took a sudden turn.
In fact, everything had been foreshadowed. After all, it was Boss Jian's snack stand that won over so many people...
As Fu Changfeng and Yu Ming laughed away their grudges, they supported each other and walked towards the snack stand shoulder to shoulder.
On the plot cracking list, the ranking of Jian Yunlan’s live broadcast room also began to soar!
In the anorectal department, Hotpot Brother was crying with tears and snot in his hand.
"Great, woooooo, woooooo, our Xiao Ming is really saved. Our Xiao Ming can join the army and realize his dream!"
"Thank you, Boss Jian. I'll drink the champagne—"
On the barrage, old viewers also started to party.
[After watching the book-crossing challenge of "Dark River Light" for so many years, this is the first time I have seen the plot unfold like this]
【Jane.jpg】
[Well done, Xiao Jian.] User [Gu Tiancheng] gave anchor [Jian Yunlan] a gift of Summer Romance x10】
[Boss Jian, ah ah ah, fly bravely (love) (love) User [Ming Ruogui] gave anchor [Jian Yunlan] 5 spaceships as a gift]
【snort. I knew it a long time ago. That's Boss Jian, so of course he would win without any suspense. User [Gu Xingzhou] gave Carnival x10 to anchor [Jian Yunlan]
【Little Blue is awesome】
[@vulture, you were very powerful when you just threatened me, why are you silent now? Are you naturally taciturn again?]
[Yes, there are also these people]
[How many of you have vowed to do this and that before? Come on, fulfill your promise. A real man should take responsibility for his actions.]
Including Xiao Hu, many "vulture" viewers in the live broadcast room have seen that there is no hope for a reversal and have gritted their teeth and are planning to delete their accounts in shame.
——This is their usual trick. After all, they are doing unethical things that expose other people’s scars. If they succeed, it’s fine, but if they fail like this time, they will immediately delete their accounts and run away.
Anyway, the Internet has no memory, and they are a group of people, each wearing a mask and hiding in the crowd.
Like a vulture lurking in a dark corner, waiting for the next prey to arrive.
Besides, no one would be so bored as to argue with them and ask them to pay the price for their evil deeds...
Bar?
Xiao Hu skillfully deleted his account, cleared his browsing history, and switched to a virtual IP address before he breathed a sigh of relief.
He had previously threatened in the live broadcast room that if Jian Yunlan could be conquered, he would carve the words "Jianmen" on his forehead.
But how could he really fulfill his promise?
Xiao Hu usually cares a lot about his appearance. In front of his family and friends, he always appears to be well-mannered and polite, and no one knows his true face.
No one knows what a boring and vicious vulture he is on the Internet, who has been responsible for many cyberbullying incidents.
In this virtual network, who can find his trace?
"Damn it," Xiao Hu said with a dark face, spitting, "What kind of shit luck is this? He's just a stinky stall vendor trying to attract attention. If he wasn't lucky, I would definitely make him lose his reputation..."
Suddenly, a new email notification flashed on the light screen in front of me.
Xiao Hu clicked on the message nonchalantly.
Suddenly, he felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave and his whole body froze.
As he read the content of the message, Xiao Hu's face became paler and his whole body began to tremble like a sieve.
In the anorectal emergency room.
Brother Hotpot was typing away on the virtual light screen, with lines of code flashing by quickly.
Information about many different people spread out in front of him on small screens.
These people are men, women, young and old, and the only thing they have in common is...
They are all 'vultures'.
[But you said it yourself,] Hotpot Brother typed with a smile, [you want to throw 10,000 carnivals, hold a sign saying 'God Jian is awesome' in front of the Wanjie Live headquarters for three days and three nights, and eat Hotpot Brother's old hotpot while standing upside down.' 】
[If you don’t fulfill your promise within three days, I will send these evidences of your online bullying to all your colleagues, relatives and friends. 】
...Of course, this statement is false.
Hotpot Brother has set up an automatic program.
Regardless of whether this group of vultures fulfills their promise or not, the evidence of the cyber violence will be spread to everyone around them.
Social death gift pack, hehe~
After handling everything, Hotpot Brother let out a long sigh and rubbed his sore wrist: "Huh, it's finally over. I'm so damn tired."
After saying that, he took a big sip of champagne.
The fluorescent light of the light screen illuminated Hotpot Brother's face. He was a simple-looking man who looked very honest and simple.
Hotpot Brother, whose real name is Li Huoyan.
He has been famous as a crazy critic and prophet in the area of melodramatic articles for several years, and many old viewers are familiar with him.
But few people know... Hotpot Brother's real job is the strongest hacker in the universe, codenamed 'Three Fires'.
All the information and traces of the entire universe were spread out before him like a book that could be consulted at any time.
The vultures' tricks of deleting accounts and changing IPs are not worth mentioning at all.
Hotpot Brother has been in the live broadcast room for so many years and has always heard of vultures, but this group of people never danced in front of him before, so Hotpot Brother just felt disgusted in his heart.
But this time...
"Humph, you dare to mess with our Mingbao's savior, your good days are over."
Hotpot Brother muttered, looking at the screen in Jian Yunlan's live broadcast room, and couldn't help but open another bottle of champagne towards the light screen, shouting:
"Jane Gate!"
Suddenly the door was pushed open.
"You're still drinking champagne in the middle of the night?" The nurse strode in and slapped him with a knife to calm him down. "You don't want your butt anymore, do you?"
Hotpot Brother: “.”
Woo woo woo, there is always something that can defeat something else.
"Boss Jian, come on, we must pass the level and let us fly far away...hiccup..."
The most powerful hacker in the universe was defeated by the offline physical attack of the anorectal nurse.
Hotpot Brother closed his eyes peacefully.
.
The plane of "Light in the Dark River".
Fu Changfeng and Yu Ming limped out of the grove, supporting each other.
——As they expected, there should be wailing and mourning in front of the snack stand at this time, and those Alphas without inhibitors can only leave with regret.
But the actual situation is just the opposite.
The two stared at the scene in front of them in amazement:
The spicy hot pot and fried chicken eaters who were at loggerheads not long ago are now in a completely different situation.
Although special-effect inhibitors are still in short supply, if we gather them together, two people can use them.
Many fried chicken and spicy hotpot diners were standing shoulder to shoulder, queuing harmoniously.
"I have an extra suppressant here, who wants it?"
"Beta is here. I still have a spot for fried chicken. I want to buy some spicy hotpot to try. Is there any friend to team up with?"
"Hehehehe, it's my turn and my partner's turn soon. Boss Jian, we each want a portion of fried chicken and spicy hot pot..."
At first, it was Xiao Xiao who took the initiative to offer to help Duan Qiongzhi and gave the extra inhibitors to her.
The fried chicken eaters were a little dissatisfied at first. As a fried chicken supporter, how could you help the spicy hot pot eaters?
But as Xiao Xiao ate the spicy hot pot and looked at the delicious food, everyone's attitude gradually changed...
Speaking of which, what were they fighting about before?
Aren’t fried chicken and malatang both made by Boss Jian?
"Didn't the flood flush the Dragon King Temple?" Principal Lao Xu wiped his sweat, took a bowl of spicy hot pot, and took a big sip, "...ahhh, it smells so good!"
Song Lanzhen thought so too.
And unlike fried chicken eaters, spicy hot pot eaters have a strong sense of crisis. After all, they have experienced the pain of loss.
Boss Jian is setting up a stall here today, but it is not certain whether he will still be there tomorrow.
Drink while you can. If she can't finish her meal today, she will die of sorrow tomorrow.
In front of the snack stand, Jian Yunlan waved the spatula skillfully with a smile on her face.
...If you look closely, you can see that because he moves between frying the chicken and grilling the chicken so quickly, he almost appears as a double image.
Secret book. The art of setting up a big stall!
"Spicy hotpot No. 37 is ready," Jian Yunlan's voice was clear and pleasant, and everyone was listening as if they were listening to heavenly music. "Fried chicken No. 42 is also ready."
The diner whose number was called walked forward tremblingly, with the inhibitor still in his left hand, and his right hand holding the chopsticks to eat: "Ah, thank God for the gift..."
As for the fried chicken, Hu Danggui was still helping to watch the fire. After trying to steal some but being stopped without hesitation, Hu Danggui held his face and sighed as he looked at the fried chicken:
"Woo woo, I'm not stealing. How can a monk's business be called stealing?!"
There was a faint glow emanating from her.
Many Alphas who hadn't gotten the inhibitors yet couldn't help but get closer to her. For some reason, they felt a lot calmer.
Apart from this, Taotie was not idle at all.
In this riot caused by Omega's fever, the big dog Maomao ran around in the crowd to maintain order, so that the situation did not seem too chaotic.
The big dog's handsome golden eyes were lazily open, and he exuded the aura of a big boss.
When Taotie once again stopped and chased away an Alpha who was in a fever and wanted to snatch the fried chicken, the crowd cheered:
"Maomao is worthy of being the security captain. He is agile and steady. I feel at ease."
"He is really a capable assistant to Boss Jian. What will Boss Jian do if Maomao is gone?"
"Moon beast, accept my worship!"
Taotie raised his head with a little pride on his face, and unconsciously showed off his skills in front of the crowd.
Speed, roll, jump and take off!
...like a skilled acrobatic dog.
More people are helping each other.
In this critical moment, everyone laughed it off, forgot their past fights and conflicts, and worked together to allow more people to eat fried chicken and spicy hot pot.
Some people share their excess inhibitors;
Some people volunteered to help move the Alphas who were in fever to the infirmary;
Someone even took the initiative to help Maomao distribute number plates to make sure everyone got their fried chicken and spicy hotpot in order...
On the other side, Fu Changfeng and Yu Ming, who had just come out of the woods, were stunned for a moment when they saw this scene.
They looked at each other.
Both of them saw the tacit understanding of growing up together in each other's eyes.
They decisively joined the crowd, queuing up and helping out.
"I have extra extended-release capsules here."
"I've been injected with suppressants and can help move people."
"Xiao Ming is here!"
"Brother Fu, one of our Alphas has lost consciousness..."
Yu Ming was originally a treasure in the eyes of the elders in Hetang Community. Once he joined, he was like a stabilizing force, and the diners in Hetang Community immediately felt at ease.
Fu Changfeng also has great prestige in the summer camp, and both teachers and students are willing to listen to him.
So, with the joint efforts of the two, order at the snack stand gradually returned to normal.
Soon, more and more diners started eating Malatang.
It was an ordinary night.
The wind in the distance has brought the chill of approaching winter, and the moon in the sky is very bright, casting silver light.
It is now around four or five in the morning. Everything is quiet and the night breeze blows warmly through everyone's hair.
A vegetable market on the other side of the city.
Many people have come to set up stalls day and night. Boss Zhao, who sells sesame paste, spreads out jars of sesame paste on his stall, but the best quality and most sticky ones are carefully placed in a basket next to him and covered with a cloth.
"Mr. Zhao, did you save the best bottles for Boss Jian?" The boss next to him said jokingly as he spread out the fresh vegetables, "Boss Jian hasn't been here for a few days. Maybe he won't set up a stall anymore."
Lao Zhao waved his palm-leaf fan and smiled: "Whether he comes or not, we have to keep it for him. What if he comes... Lao Li, don't you do the same?"
Boss Jian likes sesame paste so much. He would be so sad if he comes and can't buy it.
Old Zhao glanced at Old Li's stall and saw that he had also secretly pushed the freshest and best vegetables aside and hung a "Not for Sale" sign.
Old Li scratched his head and smiled.
Except for the two of them, most of the bosses in the entire vegetable market are like this. You keep the most tender ribs, and I keep a few pieces of the best pork belly, all eagerly waiting for Boss Jian to come and buy.
The two big dogs of Lao Zhao's family also came to the stall today after a long absence. They sniffed here and there, rubbing their furry heads against the palms of the stall owners, making people laugh.
Facing the gradually brightening morning light, everyone looked towards the nearby vegetable market with implicit anticipation from time to time. Customers gradually arrived, and it was another busy day.
On an abandoned construction site on the western outskirts of the city.
The moonlight was also silvery white.
A middle-aged man in a blue work suit sat cross-legged on the ground. He looked very plain and his face was tanned. The man held a fried dough stick and nibbled it carefully, cherishing every bite. The fried dough stick was actually cold, no longer as hot and crispy as when it was just out of the pan, but it was still very delicious.
"Lao Ma, we're going to send a few chickens to Boss Jian today," the man whispered as he ate while holding the phone, "First, scald the chickens in boiling water and pluck their feathers. After I get back, I'll remove the bones..."
There was a curse from the other end of the phone:
"Chicken, chicken, all you think about the whole day is your chicken! I'm working so hard here, trying to collect debts from the contractor and you're just being nice. I told you long ago that raising chickens and plowing the fields has no future—"
The sudden outburst of angry curse frightened the middle-aged man so much that the fried dough stick in his hand fell to the ground.
He quickly bent down to pick up the fried dough stick, brushed off the dust, and then started eating it again in small bites, with a look of grievance on his face.
…What should I do if my partner doesn’t support my dreams?
The entrance of the Gilded KTV in the city center.
The nights in KTV always last later than those anywhere else. Although it is already early in the morning, the sounds of singing and crying can be faintly heard from many private rooms.
The waiter in the hall clarified for the umpteenth time that "we don't sell fruit salad here" and then closed the door tiredly.
In the past few days, there have been many wandering "ghosts" around the Liujin KTV. They wander around the KTV with lifeless eyes, muttering the three words "fruit salad" in their mouths, and occasionally showing a silly smile.
Wang Xiaofu was wearing a lot of gold chains. After searching all the nearby snack stalls for the 101st time and failing to find Boss Jian, he finally couldn't help but sit on the ground and cried helplessly: "My mother said that money can buy happiness. Why, why do I no longer feel happy even though I have such a large sum of money..."
Next to him, Huo Huan, who had a neat high ponytail, was also sitting on the ground in frustration, covering her face with tears: "My mother said that I was a little princess, and that someone would automatically bring food to me if I wanted anything, but I just wanted to eat fruit salad again..."
Eat fruit salad again.
Feel the refreshing sweetness again, the fresh fruit flavor accompanied by the sticky and silky yogurt, flowing between your teeth.
Boss Jian, where are you?
In the Hetang community, many children have been forced to get up early, wash, eat breakfast, and catch the early school bus. Chen Shuoshuo and a few other kids were yawning as they put on their clothes, while they were tearfully mumbling “Moon Beast… Moon Superman… Malatang.”
Like Wang Xiaofu and Huo Huan, they couldn't help but ask painful questions:
Boss Jian, where are you?
Boss Jian set up a snack stand in front of the entrance of Longteng Summer Camp.
In this corner far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, on this cool autumn night, the snack stalls are brightly lit and bustling with people.
——Song Lanzhen and Xu Lijun were leaning head to head, holding the big chicken steak, eating with gusto and touching their bellies with satisfaction.
"It's the first time I've eaten fried chicken, a dish only young people eat, in all these years. I didn't expect it to taste so good." Song Lanzhen said with emotion, "I'm getting old..."
"Sister Song, aren't you the most fashionable?" Xu Lijun teased her mischievously. "On the day we reported to the medical school, you walked in with long wavy hair and red earrings, and the boys in our class were completely fascinated by you."
Song Shixia, who was also eating fried chicken next to him, tilted her head and asked excitedly, "Was grandma like this before? Grandma Xu, tell me more!"
Song Lanzhen couldn't help but blush.
She pushed Xu Lijun and said, "Stop talking. You are so old. You are half buried in the ground."
However, Xu Lijun took out an old photo that she had treasured in her wallet. In the photo, both of them looked young. Song Lanzhen was wearing a big bob skirt and a high ponytail, while Xu Lijun was wearing bell-bottom pants and had a permed afro. They both looked at the camera, made a "V" sign, and smiled youthfully.
Later, they came to City A together, worked hard, bought a house, got married and had children, but they always supported each other. They had some quarrels but never drifted apart.
When we are young, we work together to earn money, and when we are old, we can still dance square dance and chat together.
The two of them took a big bite of fried chicken in the same motion. Years of tacit understanding made them exclaim at the same time: "Absolutely!"
They smiled at each other.
——Principal Lao Xu and the teachers on duty huddled together miserably, eating spicy hot pot with their heads touching.
"Delicious..." "Oh, I have to say, it's quite delicious." "Principal, are we still going to carry out our plan to catch the wall climber?"
Some people couldn't help but ask.
Old Xu's temples were gray. He looked at the happy faces of the students around him and finally couldn't help but sigh.
"Twenty years. It's been twenty years since the summer camp was founded." Old Xu muttered, "This is the first time I see these kids look so happy."
At that time, he was still a young man who had just returned from overseas. Lao Xu's wife died early and he had no children. His original intention of establishing the summer camp was to let students make friends happily and have a carefree summer vacation.
But later, with more and more news reports, many students were admitted to prestigious universities by accident, and the policy of this summer camp changed at some point.
Fully enclosed, high strength, utilitarian...
"Maybe it's time to return to basics." Old Xu slurped a mouthful of tripe, his eyes dim, "I'm not a competent principal. For so many years, I've been on the wrong path."
The teachers didn't know what to say.
After a while, they patted the principal on the shoulder and comforted him:
"Let's go back to basics!" "Yes, we'll be with you." "It's never too late... By the way, we'll still get paid, right?"
Lao Xu: “…”
Other teachers: “.”
Good question.
——Song Jingan and Lu Ling snuggled under the tree.
They had already eaten spicy hot pot, and now each of them was holding a portion of fried chicken.
"Hide it well," Lu Ling looked around cautiously while holding the fried chicken steak, "There are many people who haven't had it yet, and they might come to grab it."
Song Jingan was touched by his puffy cheeks and alert eyes.
When they first met, Song Jingan felt that Lu Ling looked like a calm and self-disciplined academic master, but in fact -
Like a cute little hamster.
Also eats grass.
At first he just wanted to get closer to the little hamster, look at him more, touch him, and hug him... In the blink of an eye, the child was already three years old.
Song Jingan took a big bite of the chicken steak and said casually:
"Wife, you don't eat meat, would you like to give me this chicken steak? Aaaaaaaaa——"
When he said the three words "give it to me", Lu Ling's face was reflected in Song Jing'an's eyes.
…Have you ever seen a hamster transform into a Tyrannosaurus Rex?
"Are these the last words enough?" Lu Ling smiled and flexed his wrists.
When other people saw this scene, they smiled knowingly: "Oh, young couple, you have been married for seven years and your relationship is still so good, beating is love and scolding is love~"
Song Jingan: "Help, help!!!"
——Jiang Wolong, Lin Feng, and Cui Hu squatted on the ground and set up the dragon gate formation.
A bowl of spicy hot pot in the left hand and a portion of fried chicken in the right hand.
It smells so good!
Cui Hu smelled the aroma of spicy hot pot wafting from the left and the crispy and rich aroma of fried chicken from the right, and gradually a bold and terrifying idea came into his little head.
"Brother, brother, I want to..." He looked longingly.
"Third brother, no need to say more," Jiang Wolong held his mouth, his eyes equally firm, "I understand what you mean."
Lin Feng: "In this life, we only live for a few moments, right? Let's get started!"
The next second, the three of them tacitly picked up the fried chicken on the right and dipped it into the spicy hot pot on the left!
All diners: “????”
Everyone stared at the evil formula in a daze.
Jiang Wolong picked up the chicken steak dipped in the spicy hot pot soup. The crispy and golden shell was soaked in red oil, steaming hot, and presenting a glossy and rich color. Jiang Wolong couldn't wait to take a big bite——
"Ah!!!" His eyes were moist, "It's delicious, really delicious, believe me!"
The fried chicken shell is soaked in spicy oil and beef bone broth, and it has a crispy taste. It is no longer the crispy and crunchy texture, but the moist spicy taste has its own unique flavor. As you chew, the rich soup soaks into the tender and crunchy chicken, and the hot juice flows out, giving the cheese a hint of spiciness...
It's a slightly weird but inexplicably delicious flavor.
Jian Yunlan: “.”
He is still too conservative! The innovative spirit of diners knows no bounds!
Seeing the three people eating with gusto, more and more people looked at the spicy hot pot and fried chicken in their hands and became eager to try them.
Duan Qiongzhi, Wang Dajian and other fitness enthusiasts are among them.
They looked at the fried chicken and the spicy hot pot, gritted their teeth, and their eyes were full of conviction: "High protein, low calories, my sister said it's zero calories, go for it!!!"
Looking at this magical scene in front of her, Xiao Xiao couldn't help but take out her cell phone to take pictures.
On the Internet.
Since 3 or 4 in the morning, the fried chicken party and the spicy hot pot party, who had fought for 800 rounds online, suddenly disappeared. Many netizens were very curious and asked:
[How is the offline competition between your fried chicken and spicy hot pot going? Are you still fighting? 】
[=口= It didn’t hit the orange, did it?]
[It’s scary, fried chicken and spicy hot pot can be beaten like this]
…
It wasn’t until nearly five in the morning that everyone in the Malatang VS Fried Chicken super topic saw the latest Weibo post from the big V who had been fighting for fried chicken:
【笑笑小猫V】Hello everyone, we are together [picture].
The accompanying picture is a photo of a fried chicken fillet dipped in spicy hot pot.
Netizen: “…Not buddies???”
How they feel at this moment.
It's like that best friend who persuaded a couple to break up eight hundred times, and then sat at the head table at their wedding...
Netizens typed painfully on their keyboards:
Are we also part of your play? ? ! ! ! 】
“…”
The snack stalls are still bustling.
The crowd laughed and made noises happily, surrounding Jian Yunlan in the middle and watching him wield the spatula skillfully.
One portion after another of spicy hot pot and fried chicken came out of the pot and were handed to everyone. More and more people could not resist the temptation of "fried chicken dipped in spicy hot pot" and were eager to try it...
"It sounds dark, but it actually tastes pretty good."
"Sizzling hot, so spicy but so fragrant! The spicy taste of Malatang and the fresh fragrance of fried chicken are combined together, and the crispness is mixed with the juiciness, absolutely delicious..."
"I'm sweating all over."
Suddenly, someone said:
"It would be great if I had a cup of iced milk tea in my hand at this time."
It resonated with everyone at once, and many people agreed out loud:
"I want lemon tea!"
"Iced milk tea with fried chicken and spicy hot pot? You guys are going to die if you eat this much."
"Yeah, the sound of the ice cubes colliding, the smooth and sweet taste of the milk tea, wow..."
Fu Changfeng, who had just finished his fried chicken and spicy hot pot and was quietly helping to maintain order, paused when he heard this.
A light gradually appeared in his eyes.
But he didn't know what he was thinking about, he lowered his eyes again, and the light dimmed a little.
——In the dormitory, he secretly stored the ingredients for milk tea, fresh milk, tea bags, small ingredients, and even ice cubes were all ready.
But... it's too late.
He still has to help here.
Suddenly, someone patted Fu Changfeng on the back:
"Brother, go ahead. I'll be there to help you."
Fu Changfeng turned his head and saw the support and trust in Yu Ming's clear eyes.
"Isn't this your dream?" Yu Ming smiled and handed over the flyer that smelled of fried chicken:
"Carrying Boss Jian's name, go after it. You have to try your best so that you won't regret it, right?"
"Xiao Ming..." Fu Changfeng was stunned and wanted to say something.
After a while, the confusion in his eyes was replaced by conviction.
"Yeah!" He nodded.
At the same time, Yu Ming's cell phone rang with a ding-dong sound.
He turned on his phone and saw a new email from a few hours ago, but there was no signal before, so there was no notification.
Yu Ming opened the email:
[Hello, classmate Yu Ming! This email is to inform you that you have passed the pre-admission of our school...】
From the military academy that he had admired and dreamed of for eighteen years.
The heart that had been silent for a long time began to boil again.
"Brother, I passed..." Yu Ming said softly.
"Xiao Ming, congratulations." Fu Changfeng said sincerely.
The bright moonlight sprinkled on the tips of their hair, and the moonlight meandered into a shining Milky Way, spreading out on the road in front of them.
The starting point of the Milky Way and the gathering place of human fireworks is Boss Jian’s snack stand. The boss wearing a floral apron easily makes one serving of spicy hot pot after another.
In front of the snack stand, Fu Changfeng and Yu Ming's fists gently bumped together.
Then they separated again.
They turned around and took two completely different paths.
Fu Changfeng ran towards the milk tea shop that he was about to open;
Yu Ming rushed towards the school and frontier of his dreams;
All the tacit understanding, the years we walked side by side, and the childhood dreams, are all melted into the moonlight at this moment...
All the entanglements, paranoias, and regrets came to a perfect end at this moment.
In the Wanjie Live Broadcast Room, in front of all the anchors who were challenging the "Dark River Light" plane, all the pictures suddenly froze.
The broken kettle froze in mid-air, the raised hand stopped where it was, and the words that were about to come out got stuck in his throat.
A beam of light screen unfolds in front of thousands of live broadcast rooms and hundreds of millions of viewers.
"It's impossible that he also conquered "Dark River Light"?" Gong Siyuan's forehead was covered with sweat. He turned his back to the light screen and smiled casually, "Haha, that's one of the evergreens in our melodramatic literature area. It's been a hundred years... Haha, it's impossible."
Her colleagues stared at her back with expressions as if they had seen a ghost.
As if she had a premonition of something, Gong Siyuan turned stiffly. Click, click, she could hardly bear to read the words on the screen carefully:
"Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host [Jian Yunlan] for clearing the plane "Dark River Light", cracking 75% of the plot, and successfully changing the ending to be. The latest happy ending "Fu Changfeng and Yu Ming's bright future" has been unlocked and will soon replace the current timeline."
"The host [Jian Yunlan] became the first challenger to complete "Dark River Light". His name was compiled by Qi Qi and recorded in history."
"The timeline of the Dark River Light plane is unlocked, and residents of all planes have gained access to the Wanjie Live Broadcast Room. Let us welcome their arrival—"
The entire Wanjie live broadcast room was boiling!
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