Start live broadcast, my fish tail can't be hidden

The dishes made by Yun Miao received rave reviews from Butler Wu. Even Feng Chengyuan, whom Yun Miao thought would look down on these dishes, rarely spoke up and expressed his approval of her cooking skills.

This made Yun Miao, who had not held much hope that Feng Chengyuan would be satisfied with his cooking skills, very happy.

At the dinner table, Yun Miao discovered through close contact that Feng Chengyuan was not as difficult to get along with as she had thought.

Just because he always has a stern face, people would first think he is a very scary person, but after eating at the same table with him, Yun Miao felt that he was actually not that bad.

Ignoring his icy temperament, his attack power was reduced to an acceptable range.

After discovering this, Yun Miao remembered his plan.

So he boldly asked, "I want to go out and find a job tomorrow. Is that possible?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the other two people at the table stopped what they were doing and looked at Yun Miao.

"Why?" Feng Chengyuan frowned and said indifferently: "I think, with my ability, I can still support you."

Yun Miao: Uh...

Yun Miao waved his hands and said with a wry smile: "What you said is just like I'm being kept."

Feng Chengyuan's expression remained unchanged, and he nodded, "Isn't it?"

Yun·Contract marriage·Living under someone else's roof·Miao:……

It cannot be refuted, how can it be corrected!

Although he felt that what Feng Chengyuan said was correct, Yun Miao would never admit it himself.

"But I don't want to stay at home all day and do nothing. I'll die."

Yun Miao said this exaggeratedly, looking at Feng Chengyuan expectantly.

Feng Chengyuan was silent for a moment, then said casually, "It's up to you."

After saying that, he put down his bowl and chopsticks, controlled the wheelchair and left the restaurant.

Perhaps it was because of this delicious meal that Butler Wu had a better impression of Yun Miao, or it was for some other reason, but Yun Miao felt that Butler Wu became much more sincere when he smiled at her.

"Miss Yun, don't worry. Since the admiral has agreed, you just need to do it. If you need any help, you can tell me."

After leaving a word, Butler Wu also left.

Yun Miao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly cheered softly.

"Great!"

Finally, we have taken a step towards a bright and free future!

The table was cleaned by an intelligent housekeeping robot. After Yun Miao put down his bowl and chopsticks, he returned to his room.

She had to check online to see if there were any job openings, and also check the routes outside.

After Yun Miao came to the Admiral's Mansion, he replaced his optical computer at the request of Butler Wu. Although it was not the latest model, it was many times better than the basic version he had used before.

After turning on the optical computer, Yun Miao couldn't wait to search for the information he wanted. After browsing for an hour, Yun Miao finally wrote down everything he needed.

Perhaps because of his anticipation for the future, Yun Miao felt a lot more relaxed and was in the mood to browse the Star Network.

After a while, Yun Miao opened the largest blog forum on the Star Network and was immediately bombarded with a variety of information.

Xingbo headlines the list of participants in the Federal Mecha Competition. It is reported that General Feng Chengyuan of the Seventh Legion may serve as a judge.

[Is the news true? If not, I will sacrifice my dog ​​head to the gods. ]

[I just want to see the real general. I heard he is very handsome.]

[I think so too. The Admiral rarely visited the Guangshi platform before, so I don’t even have a high-definition screenshot. I want to lick it. ]

【What kind of lecherous speech is this above?】

[You dare to lick an iceberg like that? Don't you want your tongue anymore? ]

【…】

Yun Miao flipped through it casually and found that many people were talking about Feng Chengyuan. The comments were both good and bad. She just read it for a while and then changed her mind.

It’s not that she has no interest in Feng Chengyuan, but she thinks getting to know someone from other people’s mouth is the most boring thing.

After closing Xingbo, Yunmiao opened a video website, clicked on a live broadcast room, and started to kill time.

The video shows a young female anchor who appears to be in her twenties. She is currently chatting with someone about the upcoming mecha competition.

Yun Miao watched for a while and was about to quit when he heard the female anchor say that she was going to sing for everyone. Yun Miao hesitated for a moment, but decided to stay and watch.

The accompaniment sounded, the female host began to sing, and then Yun Miao stared in amazement at the rotten eggs floating across the screen.

[I was careless. I was careless.]

[I thought the host's singing skills had improved, and now it seems that they have indeed improved, killing people without being seen.]

[I'd pay a lot of money for a pair of ears that I've never heard before. 】

【…】

Yun Miao found it so funny that she couldn't help laughing, but the next piece of news she saw made her fall into a brief period of contemplation.

Anchor: I can’t help it. The entertainment live broadcast is not doing well right now. People want to watch mecha live broadcasts more. I can only think of ways to benefit everyone...

[It’s better not to have this benefit! ]

[Host, you should just be a good emotional host. Listen to me and don’t cross the line…]

Yun Miao didn't continue reading, but couldn't help muttering in his heart.

The live broadcast industry in this world seems to focus more on mechas, and entertainment live broadcasts are much inferior in comparison.

But even so, his popularity is much higher than those top streamers he had seen in his previous life. If this is called a bad economy, Yun Miao has no idea what the top streamers in this world are like.

After killing some time, Yun Miao didn't take the matter to heart. He made some preparations and was going to find a job for himself tomorrow.

The next day, Yun Miao got up early and got ready.

The housekeeping robot had already prepared breakfast. When Butler Wu brought breakfast to Feng Chengyuan, he happened to run into Yun Miao who was walking out of the room.

"Miss Yun is going out so early?"

Yun Miao nodded and was about to go out in a hurry. Butler Wu asked if she needed a car to take her out. Yun Miao didn't want to trouble Butler Wu so she refused directly.

Butler Wu looked at Yun Miao's back as he left, and without saying anything more, he went straight to Feng Chengyuan's room.

At this moment, Feng Chengyuan was reading quietly on the balcony. The leisure time in the morning was a rare time for him to relax.

When Butler Wu came over, he saw Feng Chengyuan holding a book in his hand, but he was not paying attention to the book. Instead, he tilted his head to look at a certain place downstairs.

Butler Wu walked forward and took a casual look, and happened to see that familiar figure walking quickly away along the winding mountain road in the shade of the trees.

"You didn't send a car to take her."

Feng Chengyuan asked casually, his tone as if he was asking if the weather was really nice today.

Butler Wu replied: "She said no."

After thinking about it, Butler Wu showed a faint smile on his face.

“I think she might regret it.”

Upon hearing this, Feng Chengyuan withdrew his gaze, but in the instant he lowered his eyes, an inexplicable emotion flashed across his eyes.