Wilderness Livestream: Other People Struggle to Survive While I Became Famous by Looking After a Cat

"The seniors are working, and I am resting alone..."

Yu Muhuai was about to speak but stopped.

An Sui blocked his way and waved his hand, "Hey, we won't blame you. We are just having a dinner in private, so don't think so much..."

"But I feel sorry for myself. Director An must let me do something."

Yu Muhuai bit his lower lip, as if hesitating, "Also, the person next to Qingyou is Mr. Jiang, right? Mr. Jiang is working while I go to rest..."

Hearing this, An Sui's attitude suddenly became less determined.

But you can work, but you can't disturb the two people next to you!

An Sui pointed to the other side of the dining table, "Then you go over there and chop the vegetables. Xiao He may not be able to do it alone."

Yu Muhuai didn't even look at it and said directly to Song Qingyou:

"Qingyou, I see there is still a lot of meat in the basin you have that has not been skewered. Let me help you."

Song Qingyou looked up, but before she could open her mouth, the basin of meat was taken away by Jiang Zhihan.

"There's not much meat in it, so Qingyou and I can finish it."

"More people, more efforts." Yu Muhuai smiled.

"We have this time, why not see if others need help."

"I think skewering meat is more troublesome, and I would rather help skewering meat."

The two of them exchanged words with each other, one with an expressionless face, and the other with an increasingly gentle smile. The tone was obviously calm, but the smell of gunpowder in the middle was so strong that everyone was aware of it.

An Sui was frightened as he listened, but he couldn't find an excuse to drag Yu Muhuai away.

Until the latter said in a tea-filled voice:

"Mr. Jiang, don't you think that Qingyou's beautiful hands are not suitable for doing this? Why don't you let me help..."

Song Qingyou had no intention of paying attention to the inexplicable bickering between the two, but when she heard this, she couldn't help but frown.

——What does it mean that she is not suitable for doing this?

The two people who had been paying attention to her reaction suddenly fell silent.

Especially Yu Muhuai, because he was not sure whether Song Qingyou was unhappy because of what he said, so he began to think about what he had just said.

Jiang Zhihan felt something in his heart and immediately said to An Sui:

"It's almost busy here. Since Mr. Yu wants to help, why not let him try the microphone over there."

An Sui: Got it, let Yu Muhuai go sing!

With a legitimate reason, Director An immediately dragged the person to the microphone.

When Yu Muhuai reacted, he only saw An Sui's face leaning over him and the microphone stand in his hand.

"Here, take it."

"This is what we specially prepared for you."

"When you sing the promotional song later, I will have someone film it and upload it to the short video platform."

"Try the sound first now."

An Sui would be worried about Jiang Zhihan being angry, but he wouldn't care what Yu Muhuai thought.

After explaining everything in one go, the person in charge of the accompanist came over.

After adjusting the sound, some onlookers present took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

When Yu Muhuai stood on the 'stage', his temperament was different from usual.

He sat on a high stool, leaned forward, and said the title of the song: "Meet."

The piano and guitar sounded, and most people present knew which classic song it was after listening to just one bar.

"Hearing the departure of winter

I woke up in a certain month of a certain year."

Yu Muhuai's voice is worthy of being praised by the industry as "fed by God", and it attracts everyone as soon as he opens his mouth.

Seeing that more and more people were recording videos, An Sui immediately decided to start a live broadcast.

Anyway, the crew has all the equipment and stuff.

Therefore, the official account of the "Law of Love" crew, which had not been heard from for a long time, suddenly sent a live broadcast link.

The first batch of people who clicked in happened to hear the climax:

"Whoever I meet, what kind of dialogue will there be?

The person I am waiting for, how far in the future is she?"

In the live broadcast room, among the barrage of praises, a few sentences with different styles of painting popped up from time to time:

[It always feels like Yu Muhuai is looking in the same direction]

[Do you dare to turn the camera around? Let's see, who is Yu Muhuai looking at? ]

Originally, such speculations were still in the minority.

Until I realized that Yu Muhuai didn't sing his own songs at all, and the songs he sang were mostly confessional songs...

[Ah, no big news will be revealed tomorrow about Yu Muhuai's love affair or something, right? ]

[Resist firmly! ]

[Xiao Yu may have just chosen the song based on the movie genre. What does it have to do with falling in love? ]

[More than this, I want to know who Yu Muhuai is looking at! ]

An Sui, who was reminded by the staff to read the barrage, glanced at Song Qingyou and Song Qingyou who had already run to wash their hands, and handed a note to the cameraman in charge of the live broadcast with great relief.

Then, the camera panned around.

Fans of Yu Muhuai who watched the live broadcast were immediately relieved.

[What, Xiao Yu is looking at the sea]

[As I said, singing confessional songs is related to movies]

[I don’t care, my husband is confessing to Dahai. From today on, my name will be Dahai]

The live broadcast room was finally a lot quieter.

But An Sui obviously didn't know that some people would use a magnifying glass or even a "microscope" to watch a live broadcast.

The tools and tableware Song Qingyou put down were noticed by many people.

It’s just that there is not just one set of tools above, and no matter how many ideas they have, they can only be guesses.

At the same time, the crew's barbecue dinner officially began.

Yu Muhuai only sang three or four songs before he changed from a music host to a food broadcaster.

During this period, An Sui placed Yu Muhuai in the position furthest away from Song Qingyou on the grounds that Jiang Zhihan could not appear on the scene.

The audience in the live broadcast room only thought that this was a live broadcast hosted by Yu Muhuai, and the camera almost didn't take pictures of other people, which is understandable.

As for Song Qingyou, from the moment Jiang Zhihan sat next to her, the crew who wanted to surround her stayed half a meter away.

She was very satisfied with the current situation, "With you here, I don't need to be polite to others, and I won't be toasted."

"It should be An Sui who said something."

Jiang Zhihan said as he put the roasted meat on Song Qingyou's plate.

"You eat by yourself first." Song Qingyou paused and leaned into his ear, "You should change back after eating, right? You wasted so much time today, what if you need to work?"

"It's not a waste."

"Okay, it's your own time, as long as you're happy with it."

Song Qingyou didn't notice Jiang Zhihan's hesitation at all, "I see An Sui just glanced this way several times."

"The rest of the crew have appeared in front of the camera. It's okay for me, the female lead, not to show up. Do you want to go back to the room later?"

Jiang Zhihan didn't respond, but suddenly took off his coat and put it on her shoulders.

Song Qingyou was stunned for a moment, then understood instantly, "You want to turn back into a cat and join me?"

Jiang Zhihan nodded.

When he left in the name of leaving early, he turned into a little tabby when he came back, and he unceremoniously jumped onto the seat next to Song Qingyou.

Song Qingyou put the coat on her shoulders on the back of the chair, and then took the cat into her arms.

Jiang Zhihan subconsciously raised his paw, trying to push the person away.

I heard someone whisper: "You promised me that you would let me hold you... You won't keep your word, right?"

Hearing this, the little cat could only give up resistance.