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"During the live stream, our staff will keep a close eye on the pace of the stream. If there are any unexpected situations, they will notify you through your headset immediately."

Regarding Princess Di Sa, she wanted to ask if you needed to communicate with each other before the live stream to ensure a smoother broadcast.

"No need. You can communicate with her staff who are in charge of the live broadcast. If they need my cooperation, just let them know."

"I am quite heavy right now, and carrying five people is really strenuous. I hope you can understand and help me convey my apologies to Princess Di Sa."

How could Mo Li not sense Princess Di Sa's haughty attitude? There was no doubt that if she agreed to communicate, she would definitely go there. In that case, she would truly be at a disadvantage in her eyes.

Even though Mo Li didn't care about this, she still disliked the feeling of being looked down upon and belittled, not just because she had once stood at the top of the social circle.

Rather, even when she stood at the top, she never looked down on anyone. She truly didn't have any innate arrogance; she viewed all beings as equal.

"Okay, I completely understand how hard it is for Goddess Mo to be pregnant. Leave everything else to me, you just need to rest well."

The head stylist, head makeup artist, and their respective teams finally finished their discussion.

最后

Mo Li's makeup and styling were absolutely perfect. To show that they were working seriously, they consulted her and then did a little touch-up work for her, applying a light layer of lipstick to her lips and wearing a necklace of round, full pearls around her neck.

"So beautiful, Goddess Mo. With just this simple touch-up and a pearl necklace, she becomes radiant and dazzling. We blush just looking at her."

"Girls also have the right to appreciate beauty. Besides, only we girls truly understand the beauty of Goddess Mo."

"Goddess Mo, are you satisfied with what you see?"

Mo Li looked at the way they were looking at her and found it inexplicably funny. If she hadn't been used to those admiring, sparkling eyes, she probably would have felt really embarrassed.

"Yes, I'm very satisfied. You've worked hard. You're a truly professional team. I even want to look at myself in the mirror."

"Goddess Mo, you really know how to talk. No matter how professional we are, we can't do anything with you. Your looks, figure, and aesthetic sense are just too good."

"I hope to have the opportunity to have a good chat with Goddess Mo. I wonder if such an opportunity will come?"

"I suppose I'm just an amateur, so I really can't share much with you. I can only offer my own little bit of experience."

"Experience? We love it! Goddess Mo's experience is sure to amaze people."

To be honest, it actually sounded quite rhyming to Mo Li, and her gaze lingered on the person who said it for a couple more seconds.

She was a young female stylist with a round face, smooth, fair skin, and especially captivating, bright, and expressive eyes that seemed to speak volumes, drawing people in irresistibly.

What Mo Li didn't know was that her glance almost made the little girl clutch her heart and scream like a groundhog, her inner voice churning with joy.

for a while

The little girl had a brilliant idea:

"Goddess Mo, when you need a styling and makeup team for future events or live streams, could you please give us priority consideration?"

Her words resonated with the others who had come with her, and all eyes turned to Mo Li. Although they didn't say anything, the meaning expressed in their eyes was crystal clear.

"Okay."

"Yay, yay, this is really great! Goddess Mo, how can you be so kind and easy to talk to? Hmph, hmph, we must promote this properly. I wonder how many people will envy us."

The head makeup artist smiled and looked at the young girl with appreciation: "Xiao Gu did a great job. Your salary and bonus will be doubled this month."

"Ah, ah, Goddess Mo, you are simply my goddess. When I get home, I must enshrine your photo and worship you morning and night, just like the ancient records on Earth."

Mo Li: "......"

"Me too, I want to come along..."

"I......"

Mo Li had the illusion that she was watching a live stream chat, and when she realized that many people were paying attention, her lips twitched involuntarily, and she quickly raised her hand to stop them:

"No, really, there's no need for that. We're just mutually beneficial. I need your expertise, please don't idolize me, I'm just a mortal."

Although she has been adored by the entire galaxy ever since she became pregnant with five adorable babies, she hears and sees countless compliments about her and her babies every day, both online and offline.

As her pregnancy progressed, coupled with her daily live stream interactions, and sometimes, to increase the fun of the streams, she received invitations to connect with top-tier, high-traffic streamers for online interactions, causing her popularity, likes, and followers to skyrocket.

The main ones are:

Her unborn child has already reached the top of the entire interstellar traffic pyramid. They have become the traffic code, especially now that holographic ultrasound can fully reveal the appearance of their tiny fetuses.

I don't know if it's an innate sense, but every time I have an ultrasound, the five little ones are incredibly cute, each showing off their unique charm, completely melting everyone's hearts.

Not to mention the StarCraft fans who download videos and watch them over and over again; "virtual baby-watching" has become their daily routine.

The adorable images of the five little ones are deeply etched in everyone's minds, and the level of adoration is simply outrageous...

This explains why Mo Li has remained so calm since the beginning of this period.

"Goddess Mo, are you hungry? Are you thirsty?"

"I specially found a way to buy this fruit. It's especially helpful for the babies' development, and it tastes great."

"Goddess Mo, this juice is freshly squeezed by me and is kept in a safe. Would you like to try some?"

"Goddess Mo..."

Mo Li didn't know why the style of the conversation suddenly changed, and why she started feeding her again.

The thermos cup that Dongfang Yuju was handing to Mo Li in mid-air froze in mid-air. He looked a little embarrassed and displeased, which he managed to hide very well.

No, can anyone tell him?

How did he, the rightful husband, end up being marginalized?

Can't you have some sense of boundaries? Ali is his, his.

What are you all doing?

Everyone was eager to do his work.