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After all, he only went crazy on the Internet before he traveled through time.
"Owner?"
Ning Xiu raised his eyes coldly and met a pair of curved fox eyes.
After a moment of silence, Ning Xiu sneered, leaned forward slightly, grabbed Tang Muqing's collar and pulled him into his arms, raised his eyebrows, "Where are you calling? Here? Or..."
Tang Muqing's eyes flickered, and he chuckled after a while, "I don't mind changing places."
On the side, Su Ming sighed softly and covered the eyes of the two children beside him with his hands, "This is not suitable for children."
Cheng Che pressed down Su Ming's hand that was pressing on his eyes and couldn't help but retort, "Brother, I'm an adult!"
Chapter 551 Who can kick me now? !
"Is this okay?"
San Yue Qi moved a small shelf in front of Cheng Che, spread out a pile of music scores on it, and used his fingers to count the various musical instruments placed next to it, "You can play so many instruments..."
"For appearances?" Cheng Che found a stool to sit on, lowered his head to apply rosin to the bow, and spoke calmly, "It will sound better if I know more."
There is an option to not learn it, but... you might get beaten if you choose it.
"Okay." San Yue Qi responded, watching Cheng Che put down the bow, and took out an egg from his pocket. He cut his fingertips and put them on the eggshell, asking in confusion, "What kind of animal's egg is it? It needs to be fed with blood. It doesn't sound like a serious thing."
Cheng Che looked down at the pattern on the eggshell flickering weakly and shook his head, "I don't know, let's just keep it for now, anyway..."
I don’t know where Aha found it. Let him be hungry. I’ll feed him another bite when I remember.
San Yueqi squatted beside Cheng Che, stretched out his hand and knocked the eggshell with his fingernails, "Dan Heng said the egg was very hot."
Danheng's finger was scalded and a big blister formed. Xiao Qinglong used one hand to pour water like a faucet and put the other hand under the water to relieve the pain. She also got Danheng a piece of ice to help relieve the pain!
"It's not hot. I'm too hungry to be hot." Cheng Che felt the temperature of the eggshell, glanced at Sanyueqi's hand, and took out a few feathers from his bag to make a nest. He then held the egg and handed it to Sanyueqi, "Hold it for me. I need to practice."
San Yue Qi met Cheng Che's gaze and blinked innocently for a moment, "Okay, I'll help you take care of the child, and by the way, find a basin to receive everyone's tips!"
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che was at a loss for words. "You are really skilled. Did you and Dan Heng also perform to earn money when you were pioneering?"
San Yue Qi chuckled, touched the back of his head, stood up, and ran to the side.
Cheng Che sighed softly, set up the piano once again, and looked at the music score in front of him with a cold face.
"If you're passing by, take a look!"
"Family and relatives!"
The girl with orange-pink hair was holding a gong and beating it loudly. The fire-breathing performance that was just being performed paused at this moment. She put her hands on her hips and looked serious, "The general is performing in person! Family members, please come and support us!"
Next to the girl, there was a mobile phone on a tripod, and a barrage of comments flashed across it, mostly exclamation marks and question marks.
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che turned his head expressionlessly and said in a cold voice, "General? Performing in person?"
who? !
Jingyuan is here to perform?!
Is Jingyuan planning to take his job and kick him back to work overtime? !
"Family, I know!" Gui Naifen's eyes seemed to be glowing. She quickly glanced at her phone and then came close to Cheng Che and said seriously, "Aren't you the general?! You've been filling in for General Jing Yuan!"
Cheng Che: ...
He really wanted to make some excuses, but he felt that Gui Naifen wouldn't listen now.
"Hey, start now." Gui Naifen waved her hand and leaned in front of the phone screen to take a closer look. "Ah, thanks to the family of General Chen Ming for the gift of a small rocket... Eh? General Chen Ming? Sounds so familiar?!"
Before Gui Naifen could remember, another bunch of small rockets came flying at her.
Accounts with the suffix "general" started to give rewards crazily, and the popularity increased in a short time.
Gui Naifen touched the back of her head in confusion. After thinking for a moment, she took down the phone from the tripod and approached Cheng Che. "Do you think it's possible that the netizens are joking?"
Cheng Che lowered his head and spoke helplessly at an account called 'I have a raccoon slave'.
[I have a raccoon slave: Can you guys be more serious? ]
[My raccoon slave: Oh no, you used to be very serious. ]
[I have a raccoon slave: ...No one cares about me?]
[I am Jingyuan: Pay attention to me! You are trying to steal my girl but you still don’t pay attention to me?!]
[The administrator kicked me out of the live broadcast room. 】
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che was confused for a moment and asked in confusion: "So who is the administrator?"
Gui Naifen clicked it and took a look, then hesitated and said, "Maybe it's because these top guys on the list gave too many gifts that they automatically became administrators?"
As she spoke, Gui Naifen pushed the screen of her mobile phone in front of Cheng Che, revealing a directory of administrators that looked like a list of generals of the Xianzhou Alliance.
Cheng Che: 6
Cheng Che looked at the half of his face on the phone screen, then looked at the crazy gifts, and said in confusion, "I... sold my body?"
Gui Naifen looked at Cheng Che's face seriously, thought about it again and again, and then nodded, "Probably, but fortunately, we are a serious live broadcast room and never do those marginal activities."
Cheng Che covered his chest, unable to explain, "You sent me a message last night suggesting that I wear less and break a big stone on my chest."
"Just a joke." Gui Naifen sighed slightly, and the smile on her face was obviously very happy. "Although the process was unexpected, we are very popular now. Family, please start quickly."
Cheng Che sighed helplessly and was about to say something when he saw a white head appear in the crowd.
Jing Yuan came over holding the cat slave in his arms, and behind him Yan Qing carried a soft couch that looked perfect for taking a nap.
Jing Yuan sat down skillfully and put his face close to the phone that was broadcasting live, "Still kicking me?! Who can kick me now?!"
The little rocket that was rapidly flashing across the screen paused for a moment.
【? 】
【No more brushing.】
[Please move aside and let me see the new envoy. ]
[Jingyuan, are your eyes finally healed? Can you open them? ]
Jing Yuan:......
Jing Yuan held Li Nu in silence, and some ideas on how to trick his colleagues had already emerged in his mind.
After a moment, Jing Yuan curled his eyes and turned around decisively, "Brother Cheche, they bullied me."
Cheng Che looked at Jing Yuan with a puzzled look, "My friend, please act like a spoiled child to your elders. Don't use the little tricks I taught you on me."
Who is hundreds of years old acting like a spoiled brat towards a child who has just reached adulthood?
Jing Yuan curled his eyes and lowered his voice, "Cooperate with me and I'll make money for you."
"Oh, someone is bullying Brother Jingyuan."
Cheng Che had a blank expression on his face. He twisted the strings of the guitar, stared at the music score, and slowly played the first note. "I'm so sad and angry. How could anyone be willing to bully a little white kitten that can smile with its eyes narrowed..."
Jing Yuan turned his head contentedly, took the phone from Gui Naifen with ease, and became a qualified host to stimulate his colleagues to give small gifts, "What should I do? The new general seems to be angry."
Gui Naifen took a step back in silence and stood beside San Yueqi, "I feel as if I am not needed."
"Plus one." San Yue Qi nodded affirmatively, holding the egg of the unknown creature in his arms with a serious face, "General Jing Yuan and Cheng Che together, plus Sang Bo, the three of them can trick the entire universe!"
Chapter 552 Don’t let him find it!
"Come to my Taibusi to share the spoils?"
Fu Xuan crossed his arms over his chest and looked calmly at the group of people who appeared in the Taibu Division, expressionless, "General, have you handled your official business?"
The white-haired man raised his hand, "Wait a minute, I'll finish dividing it first."
As he spoke, the man had already come to the table, opened his wallet and waited for the spoils to be divided.
Fu Xuan was speechless for a moment, feeling that Luofu was really going to be finished.
The general is slacking off, there are also people in the Taibu Division slacking off, Yunqi... Yunqi's future swordsman is like a little fool, the Gongzao Division swings its hammer every day trying to scrape off some powder from the small garbage donated by Cheng Che to forge magical weapons, the Tianbo Division is very normal, but Yukong seems to be thinking of what excuse to use to go to the Xingqiong Train for a free meal.
After a while, Fu Xuan took a deep breath and said, "We in Luofu shouldn't be so poor that we need the two generals to perform in person, right?"
Forget about Cheng Che, what’s wrong with a 20-year-old kid performing for money?
Where is Jingyuan?
How can a man of hundreds of years old still be so unstable?
Stabbed Cheng Che a few times and rejuvenated himself? !
"It's okay to be rich, but you can't refuse the money you picked up for free." Jing Yuan looked at the balance and put away his phone contentedly, but suddenly met Fu Xuan's sad eyes.
Jing Yuan smiled, "Don't worry, Fu Qing, I'll give you half."
Fu Xuan:......
They are not short of money!
Does Fu Xuan need a kid to perform for her pocket money? !
"General." Yan Qing tugged at Jing Yuan's sleeve and gave his teacher an innocent and clear look.
Jing Yuan was slightly startled and asked suspiciously: "No money again?"
He remembered that Cheng Che gave Yan Qing some pocket money.
Yan Qing blinked his innocent eyes and hugged the sword tightly in his hand, "I bought a scabbard and a sword tassel."
Jing Yuan hesitated to speak, glanced at Yan Qing, then took out his cell phone to send pocket money.
Well, I finally got some money from my colleagues, but it's almost gone, so...
Continue tomorrow!
Cheng Che glanced at his wallet, which was bulging with money from buying art, and sat on a stool beside him, fiddling with the parts in his hand. "So if there's anything else the Qiongguan Formation needs, I can go find the Star God to get some money."