Little Taotie was completely unaware of what was happening in the outside world. After ignoring the host’s annoying questions, the little girl was imrsed in the drama.
When filming, she received an incomplete script, mostly about her character setting and the lines she needed to perform.
Because she played the female lead as a child, which was the initial part of the whole series or the interspersed content, she generally left the crew after filming. She didn’t stay to the end of the shoot and wasn’t aware of the plot’s conclusion because what you know at the beginning doesn’t an the director won’t change his mind and alter the script at the last minute.
Little Taotie was completely absorbed in the show and watched intently.
Her seriousness seed to infect the audience watching the live broadcast. Their ssage posting speed gradually slowed down, and eventually, the bullet comnts decreased until no one spoke anymore because everyone was absorbed in the plot.
The first two episodes ended, and Little Taotie exhaled deeply, her small face full of seriousness.
Because the plot ended at the most critical point, the female lead’s childhood was fraught with pain and suffering, yet she t different people through successive deals, learning about the pain and suffering of others.
"It’s so good," Little Taotie said sincerely with her childish voice.
As an official host, if one is professional enough, they should imdiately pick up on this and chat extensively with her about the plot just seen.
As a result, the host, who had been asking Little Taotie all sorts of off-topic questions, turned into a mute, saying nothing.
Little Taotie glanced at her, then lowered her head to look at her watch; it wasn’t ti yet, and she couldn’t go ho.
Little Taotie thought the black mushroom on the host’s head was too ugly; a crack appeared in the middle, with strange red and green liquids oozing out, resembling crushed tomato juice.
Little Taotie looked away, unable to bear the sight.
The host was simply killing ti; once the closing song ended, the live broadcast would be over, and she could send off this Little Plague God.
Other shows were eager to welco the "Little God of Wealth," but to this host, she was a "Little Plague God"!
The atmosphere was extrely awkward, and even the audience behind the screen could sense the overwhelming awkwardness.
Feng Qi always accompanied Little Taotie as the Empress. Upon learning Little Taotie was going to Jiangnan, she beca eager to join her.
Little Taotie refused outright; one Emperor missing and then the Empress missing, causing significant unrest among the people of the Imperial City.
If his position as the Emperor were seized, the new ruler would definitely not accommodate any old employees with talent surpassing his.
The sky gradually darkened, and Little Taotie yawned several tis, asking, "Is there no letter from Jiangnan?"
Calculating the timing, the Elder Ge and his son should have entered the chaotic circle already; everything was uncertain, and only a faint glimr of hope could be conveyed.
The eunuch shook his head, "No..."
Seeing the Emperor’s expression, the eunuch imdiately said, "There’s a letter from the other residence!"
A letter from the other residence?
Little Taotie rembered being sent out of the palace as a Prince, owning a house, specifically a small building on the outskirts of the Imperial City.
Having left there, he hadn’t heard about the small building in a long ti.
There were bloodstains on the letter, likely ntioned in the letter that Elder Ge’s grandson was beaten by a mob, nearly killing him, and later he often suffered from nosebleeds.
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