Why didn't you tell me earlier that my little sister is still waiting for me?
Chapter 572 Justifiable Defense
When Sang Biao heard that Lin Bufan was going to seal his Douyin account, his eyes widened instantly, and his fur stood up. He darted to Lin Bufan's feet, tightly grasping his calves with his two front paws, rubbing his head against them like a rattle.
"Woof woof woof!" Sang Biao was so anxious that he kept shouting, and slapped Lin Bufan's trouser legs with his claws, indicating that he had something to say.
Lin Bufan squatted down, gently stroked Sang Biao's head, and then said with a kind smile: "Biaozi, I know you are anxious, but don't be anxious!
Don't worry, the platform review will just be a formality, you just need to cooperate and get through it!"
Sang Biao tilted his head, a glint of doubt in his eyes: "Really? You don't know how to play tricks?"
Lin Bufan patted his chest and assured, "Biaozi, we've known each other for so many years. When have I ever lied to you? Besides, platform audits rely on evidence. You're innocent, so what could possibly happen?"
Although Sang Biao possessed human intelligence, he was still too naive to believe Lin Bufan's lies. He actually thought that as long as he did nothing wrong, he wouldn't be afraid of ghosts knocking on his door in the middle of the night.
Then, Sang Biao instantly regained his previous arrogance: "I am upright and stand straight, you dare not do anything to me!"
Peng Jiahe's eyes rolled around, and he suddenly moved closer to Sang Biao and lowered his voice mysteriously: "Uncle Biao, can I talk to you for a moment?" As he spoke, he winked at the awning in the corner of the studio.
Sang Biao glanced at Peng Jiahe suspiciously, but still walked over with his head held high. Peng Jiahe made sure no one was around, then immediately squatted down and grabbed Sang Biao's gold chain: "Uncle Biao, you're done! My brother's move was too cruel!"
"Woof?" Sang Biao tilted his head and took out his phone to type: "Little girl, stop scaring me!"
"Did I scare you?" Peng Jiahe's eyes widened exaggeratedly, and he tapped his phone screen with his fingers. "Uncle Biao, you're too naive! Which internet celebrity can withstand scrutiny these days? They can just find an excuse for revealing clothes or spreading negative energy to restrict your traffic!"
Peng Jiahe suddenly lowered her voice. "Last time, there was a dancing streamer with millions of followers. Because she refused to sign a contract, her account was blocked the next day. The reason was that her performance of dancing Yangge in Hanfu was vulgar!"
Sang Biao's ears perked up, and his gold chain swayed. His paws quickly typed, "What does that have to do with me? My videos are full of positive energy!"
"Positive energy?" Peng Jiahe sneered, pulling out her phone and scrolling through videos Sang Biao had posted before. "This one, you steal a customer's lunch. Does that count as theft? This one, you whistling at a female Teddy. Does that count as sexual harassment? And this one—" Peng Jiahe clicked on Sang Biao's most popular house-demolition video. "Destroying private property. That's enough to get your account banned three times, right?"
Sang Biao's sunglasses slid down to the tip of his nose, and his eyes widened. He typed hurriedly: "That's all for show! My fans all know!"
"The platform review doesn't care about these things!" Peng Jiahe patted Sang Biao's head in a condescending manner: "With my brother's instructions, Sister Lucy will definitely obey. When the time comes, Uncle Biao, you can--" Peng Jiahe said, making a neck-wiping gesture, and added a "click" sound effect.
Sang Biao's fur stood on end, and he typed as his paws trembled: "Then...what should we do?"
Peng Jiahe immediately put on a philistine expression, rubbing his fingers and winking at Sang Biao: "Uncle Biao, this matter is not hopeless. It depends on whether you understand the situation well~"
When Sang Biao heard Peng Jiahe's words, his eyes widened, and even his sunglasses tilted to one side. His claws clattered as he typed on his phone: "I give you five million yuan in pocket money every month, and now you're blackmailing me when something happens? Has your conscience been eaten by a dog?"
"Uncle Biao, what you said is wrong!" Peng Jiahe put his hands on his hips and said confidently, "Let's put one thing in another! The five million was a gift of filial piety. I've always called you Uncle Biao, but this is life-saving money. It's a different matter!"
Sang Biao was so angry that he was spinning in circles, his gold chain snapping. He suddenly stopped and typed fiercely: "Okay! How much do you want? I can afford it!"
Peng Jiahe's expression suddenly changed. He hugged Sang Biao's head and rubbed it fiercely: "Oh, Uncle Biao, it's so hurtful to talk about money with our relationship!" Peng Jiahe blinked his big eyes and said sincerely: "Am I, Peng Jiahe, the kind of person who is greedy for money? What do you take me for?"
Sang Biao was so stunned by this sudden enthusiasm that his sunglasses fell to the ground. He took two steps back cautiously and asked in a typing voice, "So what do you want?"
"Actually..." Peng Jiahe rubbed his hands, a sad expression suddenly appearing on his face. "My grandma is old, and I can't always be with her. I was thinking, can I pick a well-behaved dog from Biaoge Paradise to be a comfort dog for my grandma?"
"Woof?!" Sang Biao's fur instantly exploded, and he typed frantically with his claws: "Don't even think about it! Those are my beloved relatives and friends!"
"Oh~" Peng Jiahe's face immediately fell, and he turned and walked away: "Forget it~ I'll go tell my brother that Uncle Biao doesn't care about a broken Douyin account. If you have the guts, you can block his Weibo account too!"
Sang Biao rushed in front of Peng Jiahe and blocked her way, tapping his phone with his paws. "Wait! I agree! You can pick any dog from Brother Biao's paradise!"
Peng Jiahe's eyes rolled around, and he suddenly raised two fingers: "Two!"
"Woof woof!" Sang Biao was so angry that he jumped three feet high on the spot and slapped the phone screen frantically with his paws: "Greedy! My dogs are all carefully selected!"
"Forget it then~" Peng Jiahe turned and walked away, humming a little tune. "I don't mind. At worst, I can just hire a nanny. But if someone, no, someone, gets their account blocked, it would be a huge loss!"
Sang Biao leaped and grabbed Peng Jiahe's calf, his face filled with grief and indignation. With trembling paws, he typed, "Two is two, no more!"
Peng Jiahe squatted down and poked Sang Biao's nose: "Uncle Biao is still good to me!"
Sang Biao was quite annoyed by Peng Jiahe's blackmail, so he decided to scare Peng Jiahe to prevent him from being blackmailed again!
I saw Sang Biao slowly raise his front paws, scratching three deep claw marks on the concrete floor, and gravel flew everywhere.
Peng Jiahe stared at the claw marks that could cut through cement, and his throat rolled unconsciously.
Sang Biao slowly took out his phone and typed, "Little girl, if your account is really blocked—" He slammed the screen to the ground, covering the claw marks. "I'll show you what it means to be desperate."
Peng Jiahe's back was covered in cold sweat, but a sweet smile was plastered on his face. "Uncle Biao, don't worry! I'm going to go and throw a tantrum at my brother right now. If he doesn't agree, I'll lie under his wheels and won't be able to get up!"
Peng Jiahe didn't dare to delay for a moment and ran towards Lin Bufan. Sang Biao squatted on the spot, his dog mouth opened a sinister arc, and sneered in his heart: "Little girl, I can't scare you to death!"
"Brother—" Peng Jiahe rushed to Lin Bufan and slid to her knees without saying a word, leaving two white marks on the concrete floor. She hugged Lin Bufan's thighs and begged with her face tilted up, "Brother! Uncle Biao's account can't be blocked!"
Lin Bufan crossed his arms and looked down at Peng Jiahe. "Why can't it be banned? Wasn't that bastard very arrogant just now?"
Peng Jiahe clung to Lin Bufan's legs tightly, refusing to let go. Tears welling in her eyes, she complained, "Uncle Biao has it so hard! A dog works so hard making videos, and it's hard to accumulate 20 million followers! Do you know how many videos he has to make every day to become popular? Do you know how much hair he loses just coming up with creative ideas?"
Lin Bufan's mouth twitched: "It's losing its hair because of the hot weather, right?"
"No way!" Peng Jiahe retorted excitedly, his nose bubbling. "That's because of the pressure! Think about it, brother, it's not easy for a dog to support so many followers and maintain the operation of Brother Biao's Paradise!"
Lin Bufan swung his legs impatiently: "Let go! There's no room for negotiation!"
Seeing that Lin Bufan was unmoved, Peng Jiahe was so anxious that he broke out in a sweat and turned his head to wink at Sang Biao. Sang Biao walked over slowly, with a dog-like face full of reluctance.
The man and the dog started to make crazy eye contact:
Peng Jiahe glared: Come here quickly!
Sang Biao rolled his eyes: Didn’t we agree that you would handle it?
Peng Jiahe frowned: I promised to help you, but you have to show your appreciation too!
Sang Biao curled his lips: "Why? I am the emperor!"
Peng Jiahe bared his teeth: If you don’t come over soon, your account will be gone!
Sang Biao finally and reluctantly moved to Lin Bufan's feet. He imitated Peng Jiahe's behavior, his front paws softened, and the whole dog slid to the ground. He took out his phone and typed with trembling paws: "Father, please calm down. I know I was wrong..."
"Get lost!" Lin Bufan kicked Sang Biao away in disgust. "Who is your father? Stop trying to be related to me!"
Sang Biao rolled over after being kicked. When he got up, his face wrinkled up and he winked at Peng Jiahe frantically: "Didn't you say you could handle it? What should we do now?"
Peng Jiahe's eyes darted around, and she suddenly noticed Duan Jiabao standing nearby. She immediately let go of Lin Bufan's thigh and scrambled towards him, "Sister Dabao! Please try to persuade my brother! If Sang Biao's account gets blocked now, netizens will definitely think it's because he posted a video supporting Luo Yan! Then this matter will be even more difficult to explain!"
Duan Jiabao was stunned by this sudden turn of events: "Ah? This..."
Sang Biao immediately understood and quickly used his claws to pull at Duan Jiabao's trouser legs, with pleading written in his eyes.
Duan Jiabao looked at the man and dog kneeling on the ground, then looked at Lin Bufan who remained unmoved. He hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Um... do I need to kneel down too?"
"No, no!" Peng Jiahe grabbed Duan Jiabao's hand and said, "Sister Dabao, just stand there and talk!"
Duan Jiabao took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to say to Lin Bufan, "Prince, what Jiahe said makes sense. Sangbiao's video is helping Shitou clarify things. If his account is suddenly blocked, it will easily cause misunderstandings. Please be magnanimous and show some mercy!"
Lin Bufan narrowed his eyes and stared at Sang Biao for a long while, then suddenly sneered, "Alright, since the three of you have spoken, it would be unreasonable for me not to give you this face!"
Sang Biao's dog ears immediately stood up, and his eyes looked at Lin Bufan with sparkling eyes.
"But..." Lin Bufan changed the subject and said slowly, "This bastard must agree to my three conditions."
Sang Biao took a half step back cautiously, typing quickly with his claws: "What are the conditions?"
Lin Bufan raised a finger and said, "First of all, I must wag my tail and say hello when I see you from now on."
Sang Biao's dog face instantly fell, and his paws trembled as he typed: "I am the king of a country..."
"If you don't agree, forget it." Lin Bufan pretended to make a phone call.
Sang Biao was so anxious that he was spinning in circles. Finally, he reluctantly typed: "Deal."
Lin Bufan nodded with satisfaction and raised his second finger: "Second, from today on, you have to post a video praising me every day for a month."
Sang Biao's dog eyes widened, and he slapped the phone screen frantically with his paws: "You are insulting me too much!"
"Then I'll call now." Lin Bufan shook his phone.
Sang Biao stamped his feet anxiously, and finally typed with gritted teeth: "OK!"
Lin Bufan smiled triumphantly and raised his third finger: "The third and most important thing is that from now on Jiahe will call you Uncle Biao, and you must call me Grandpa!"
"Woof woof woof!" Sang Biao's fur instantly stood up, and all the hair on his body stood up. He pounced at Lin Bufan angrily!
When Lin Bufan saw Sang Biao rushing towards him, his eyes flashed and he shouted, "Everyone saw it! It was this bastard who started it!"
Before he finished speaking, Lin Bufan took a quick step forward, accurately grasped the back of Sang Biao's neck with his right hand, and smashed his head with his left hand: "I am acting in self-defense!"
"Ouch!" Sang Biao felt pain and kicked around in the air with his four claws, causing his sunglasses to fly off.
Lin Bufan continued to move, beating Sang Biao while explaining to the stunned staff around him: "I am acting in self-defense, self-defense, self-defense, please don't misunderstand me!"
As he said that, he threw the ball over his shoulder again. Sang Biao fell to the ground with a "bang", and stars appeared in his eyes.
"Woof! Woof woof!" Sang Biao struggled to get up, but Lin Bufan stepped on his tail.
Lin Bufan was smug in his heart: As expected, I should use my brain first when encountering problems. I vented my anger and beat up the dog, and I didn't have to bear the stigma of being a barbarian. I am such a genius!
Thinking of this, Lin Bufan's movements became even more fluid. He lifted Sang Biao up with one hand and quickly flicked his head seven or eight times with the other hand, his movements so fast that afterimages appeared.
……
In the end, after venting his anger, Lin Bufan magnanimously chose to forgive Sang Biao again!
Of course, Sang Biao also deeply realized his mistakes and made a sincere apology for his previous provocative behavior!
Seeing that the man and the dog had finally stopped, Duan Jiabao cautiously approached and said, "Prince, His Majesty Sang Biao, how about... I treat everyone to a meal?" As soon as she finished speaking, she received a dangerous gaze from Lin Bufan. She immediately realized that there was something wrong with her address and stammered, "That... I mean Biao... Biao..."
"Just call me Brother Biao!" Peng Jiahe put her arm around Duan Jiabao's shoulders and said, "Sister Dabao, you can't forget me! If I hadn't intervened, things wouldn't have gone so smoothly for you!"
Duan Jiabao thought about it carefully, but still couldn't figure out what role Peng Jiahe played in this. However, she had planned to invite Peng Jiahe from the beginning, so naturally she would not refuse: "Please! Both of you!"
Lin Bufan wanted to refuse at first, but then he thought of Liang Shuang, who looked exactly like Peng Jiahe, and a playful smile appeared on his lips: "Okay, let's do it tomorrow night. I have something to do tonight."
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