Pretty young anchorwoman: Big brother, come into my bowl!

"Drip."

It was a notification sound from my phone.

Then came another series of beeping sounds.

After finishing a dance routine, Xu Qingyi took a break and picked up her phone to check the screen.

[Mengmeng: Waaaaaaaahhhhhh!]

[Mengmeng: Baby! You're on Whale Headlines again!]

[Mengmeng: Almost all the gossip streamers are digging into your past]

[Mengmeng: My baby is so successful! (Proudly)]

[Mengmeng: Waaaaaah, I went to bed too early yesterday and didn't get to see your highlights (crying)]

She sent several messages in a row, showing just how excited she was.

Xu Qingyi pursed her lips, a hint of a smile appearing in her eyes.

[Ninety-nine attempts to catch the moon: You didn't even watch my live stream yesterday!]

[Ninety-nine attempts to catch the moon: Your punishment is to come and play with me]

Then I sent a meme of a little girl pouting.

[Ninety-nine attempts to catch the moon: But going to bed early and waking up early is good for your health, keep it up!]

She Mengmeng replied very quickly.

[Mengmeng: I went hiking with my parents, and I was so tired when we got back that I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow (crying)]

[Mengmeng: But (smirks)]

[Mengmeng: That so-and-so...you mean...right? (doge emoji)]

The gossip expert is at it again.

Xu Qingyi knew exactly what She Mengmeng was up to the moment she raised her tail.

but……

Xu Qingyi shook her head, trying to clear her head; this was just her job.

[Ninety-nine attempts to scoop up the moon: Get out of here!]

[Ninety-nine attempts to catch the moon: What's going on in that little head of his every day!]

It's an emoji of someone hammering their head.

[Mengmeng: Hehe~]

[Mengmeng: I was wrong, I was wrong!]

She verbally admitted her mistake, but that didn't stop her from enthusiastically shipping her favorite couple.

She Mengmeng gave a smug, crooked smile.

(Image of the Dragon King with a crooked mouth.)

Xu Qingyi sent an eye-rolling emoji and went back to practicing her dance.

I still need to work on mastering the homework my older brother assigned.

…………

Meanwhile, She Mengmeng was already editing videos for the couple she shipped.

Sigh, the super proactive and generous (emphasis added) Rabbit Boss? She's cutting and cutting.

Hmm, the gentle, meticulous, and generous (that's the key point) CEO Jing? She's cutting and cutting.

Oh, the young master Qi who speaks so nicely and is so generous (that's the key point)? She cuts and cuts.

That's right, she, She Mengmeng, is an omnivore; she'll eat anything! (Proudly)

With a beaming smile, She Mengmeng quickly edited several video compilations of the couples she shipped.

Not only will I do it myself, but I'll also get everyone else to do it too!

Good things should be shared with everyone in the fan group!

Thinking this with such self-righteousness, she then posted the video in Little Fluff's fan group.

This caused an uproar among the fans.

[This...this is some kind of divine treasure!]

Ah! My favorite pairing is here! So satisfying (peaceful)

Tu Zhiyan, who had been absentmindedly slacking off during the video conference, saw the clip of herself and Aibo as a couple. She sat up straight and watched it repeatedly with a smile. (ps: ignore the other versions.)

This was edited by a discerning fan; as expected of him, it's a perfect match for Aibo.

Tu Zhiyan, who was lost in thought, was hit hard on the head by a long, slender, fair hand.

"concentrate."

The sound was like melting snow from the summit of a snow-capped mountain, or like a clear mountain spring in the forest, with a hint of helplessness in its tone.

Tu Zhiyan became as obedient as a primary school student caught daydreaming by the teacher.

It was during the afternoon working hours, and Shi Yu, who was busy with work, didn't see it immediately like some other procrastinators.

"It's quite interesting indeed."

The phone, its screen still lit, was casually tossed aside, playing a video that had been shared in the fan group.

Qi Huaizhi tilted his head slightly, lightly tapped his fingertips, and the center of the target a hundred meters away was pierced, leaving only a hole reeking of gunpowder smoke.