Yan Muhuai also sighed, "You mean after all this time, I still don't have enough time to live for another year?"
He needs two million merit points to exchange for the other half of the broken sword and change the fate of Sanshiwu. Now time is tight and the task is heavy, Yan Muhuai needs to work harder.
"Host, don't be discouraged. The number of your fans has increased by 10,000 this morning, and it is still growing rapidly. If you continue at this rate, you will accumulate merit points very quickly." Thirty-five encouraged Yan Muhuai.
It would be great if it didn't have a self-destruct program in its body. That way, Yan Muhuai could be a leisurely little celebrity in the future, and the merit points he earned would be enough for him.
Thinking of this, it sat down on the table dejectedly, not wanting to say anything.
"Don't be discouraged. No one can tell until the last moment." Yan Muhuai felt sorry for it and reached out to rub its bald head.
Sanshiwu would be angry for a while and then it would calm down, but Yan Muhuai's gentle comfort made it even more reluctant to die, and it couldn't help crying loudly.
When Ming Fei came back after the call, she heard Sanshiwu's heart-wrenching cry, and Yan Muhuai was sitting on the sofa, frowning at it.
"What's going on? Mr. Yan, did you beat it?" Ming Fei walked over quickly and took Sanshiwu into his arms.
They had developed feelings for each other these days, and she hated to see Sanshiwu cry the most.
"No, maybe he was thinking about something sad." Yan Muhuai knew why Sanshiwu was crying, so he didn't blame him.
Sanshiwu could cry in front of Yan Muhuai, but he felt ashamed in front of Ming Fei and stopped crying quickly.
Ming Fei then told Yan Muhuai about work. "The new episode of 'My Daily Life with Friends' has been decided to be recorded at the film and television city. I just found a role for you. You can live stream while filming."
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