Even the listless Sun Jiao chid in:
"Yeah, yeah, that handso guy is really charming. Sotis I can’t bear to turn off his stream. He speaks so softly and gently. Watching his lips move is just so enjoyable... Xi Langyue? He doesn’t even asure up to Mr. Shen’s leg hair."
Beside her, Xi Rubao felt uncomfortable listening: "You gossiping blabbermouths, don’t ntion my second brother’s na and insult him! How dare an internet celebrity compare with my second brother, a bona fide star? You moronic fans, cut the crap, will you?"
She had glanced at Shen Jiaqi’s stream before. To be honest, he’s quite good at setting the mood, but not really her type, nor does she dislike him.
But fans using Shen Jiaqi to belittle Xi Langyue is going too far.
Hmph, she had more fans than Shen Jiaqi for a few hours. Did she say anything?
Gu Pinting wasn’t having it: "Xi Rubao, you’ve also stread for a few days. Are you saying Shen Jiaqi isn’t the nationwide male idol? He sells products worth millions in one night, can you do that? You couldn’t even last two days before quitting. And you dare to comnt on my Brother Qi? Oh, by the way, after you left, my Brother Qi won the male and female idol battle contest, unrivaled!"
Xi Rubao pouted: "As you said, it was his turn only after I left. What’s there to brag about? I couldn’t care less about that stupid contest."
"You just say that because you can’t have it."
"Are you Shen Jiaqi’s dog, barking so enthusiastically for what?"
"...You!"
Facing the argunt master, Little Cannon Xi Rubao, Gu Pinting was no match and lost quickly in a few sentences.
It was Gu Shiyin who casually broke the tension: "Oh, Jiaqi’s fan value has risen a lot, nearly nine million now. He should hit ten million fans in the next couple of days. Shall we support him in the next stream?"
Gu Pinting was excited: "Support Brother Qi!"
Sun Jiao echoed: "Support Brother Qi!"
Her husband, Gu Pingzhi, frowned: "The family is already mired in debt. Don’t spend money recklessly. And Pingting, hold back a bit. Have you gotten the pay from your film crew yet? Aren’t they still holding onto the money?"
Xi Rubao chuckled: "Brother Qi, huh? Why does it sound like you’re calling him your seventh son?"
That comnt left the star-chasing mother and daughter a bit speechless.
Gu Shiyin also showed a slight discomfort and ca over to diate: "Alright, Dean Yang will be here soon. Pingting, co with to greet him."
"Okay, Aunt!"
The two left the ward, making it noticeably quieter.
Qin Tao, looking worriedly at Mr. Gu still unconscious, said, "I wonder how many good deeds Jing Yan has done already. He promised over the phone, but who knows if he’ll find opportunities along the way..."
Zuzi smiled lightly: "It’s all about human effort. Xiao Yan can do it, have faith in him. You could remind him that helping small animals counts too."
Qin Tao nodded blankly and quickly conveyed the ssage verbatim.
On the other end of the call, Gu Jingyan saw a farr on the outskirts with a tricycle loaded with pigs, overturned on the roadside, and hesitated.
He stopped to help the farr load the pig onto the back seat of the vehicle.
Does this count as helping small animals?
But just as he was about to leave, he noticed that the tightly bound pig had wet tears at the corners of its eyes, and its long eyelashes conveyed a sense of sadness.
Gu Jingyan was moved; can pigs cry?
Oh my gosh, it was the first ti in his life he’d seen a crying pig.
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