Chapter 85
In the Multiverse Live Broadcast Room.
In the ‘Happy Little Blue’ live stream, the number of viewers has reached 30,000, far ahead of other child streamers at the same time.
However, the atmosphere in the stream and the overall “soft and cute” style of the “Genius Baby at Three and a Half” section began to clash more and more…
In the past, the main tasks in the section were showing off kids and attracting fans, with correcting plot bugs as just a side activity. Of course, to avoid being eliminated, the child streamers would still try to fix the bugs, aiming to stay in the challenge for longer.
But most of the time, the original plot was just part of the play between the kids and the audience.
However, the ‘Happy Little Blue’ live stream was entirely different.
[The second bug is here, here it comes!]
[Can’t help but say, when Old Mrs. Huo appears, she gives off the vibe of someone who would say, “I’ll give you five million, stay away from my son”…]
[(Laughing Crying) When Ye Qingquan left a few years ago, he really had the five million that Old Mrs. Huo gave him. Now that it’s all spent, he’s forced to start being a baby blogger.]
[Who’s this newcomer? Who’s Old Mrs. Huo?]
Because the unique style of the streamer Little Lan, more and more viewers who would never have watched “Genius Baby at Three and a Half” were drawn in.
Xiao Ye was one of them.
At first, when a friend shared the live stream with her, Xiao Ye was resistant.
As a firm believer in remaining single and child-free for a peaceful life, Xiao Ye had no interest in any live streams or videos about human infants. No matter how cute the babies were, to her, they were just noisy ticking time bombs.
That day, she only clicked on the live stream out of courtesy to her friend…
And then, it spiraled out of control.
A three-year-old child selling roast ducks.
Maybe it’s too childish for a kid, but for a 200-year-old office worker, it was just right!
Watching those freshly baked roast ducks, the fascinating process of setting up a food stall, Xiao Ye became more and more addicted. She, who had once neglected eating due to work and even caused herself stomach issues, ended up eating more meals just by watching the live stream. The various disputes between the characters about the roast duck were also very entertaining.
Even the human babies on the screen, who used to leave her indifferent, started to seem cute.
Soon, like many other viewers, Xiao Ye became a loyal fan of Little Lan. Many viewers, while saying they were “falling apart” and calling the baby-showing section a “mudslide,” actually tuned in regularly to watch the live stream and send gifts, enjoying it immensely.
As a result, more and more people started to care about the direction of the original plot bugs in Happy Little Blue’s live stream, worrying that Little Lan, by not following the usual path, might get eliminated.
Such an interesting food and cute baby stream had no substitute online!
[Old Mrs. Huo is Huo Ye’s mother. In the original work, she disliked Ye Qingquan from the start because of his unknown background. Later, she personally stepped in, offering money to make Ye Qingquan leave Huo Ye, which directly led to Ye Qingquan running abroad with the child.]
[Classic! It seems like every story where someone runs abroad has this character.]
[Sounds like a villain (thinking).]
[Yeah!!!]
[Old Mrs. Huo’s character is actually quite charming. After her husband died, she took control like an empress. She’s been in power for ten years, expanding the Huo family business. She’s decisive and merciless. Making Ye Qingquan leave was to ensure that Huo Ye could smoothly marry Mu Mingqiu, then unite their families for maximum profit…]
[Such a big shot! In the original, after Ye Qingquan ran abroad with the child, she “saw a milk bun that looked somewhat like herself, couldn’t help but soften, and immediately fell for it.” She became a grandmother who spoiled her grandkids to the sky!!! She even crazily tried to get Huo Ye and Ye Qingquan back together!!!]
This was one of the major bugs of “Genius Baby at Three and a Half” that was heavily criticized.
The character of Old Mrs. Huo, a business mogul, completely collapsed!
Even the original author couldn’t explain why Old Mrs. Huo, who once didn’t care about Ye Qingquan or his unborn child and sent him abroad to fend for himself, suddenly made a 180-degree turn.
One could say that the entire original work was designed for mindless indulgence, and logic? It didn’t matter at all.
The job of the “book transmigrator” streamers was to make the plot point of “Old Mrs. Huo’s sudden change of attitude” seem reasonable.
[So, the cute baby streamers will once again show off their cuteness in front of Old Mrs. Huo, right?]
[That’s right (nodding).]
Xiao Ye looked at the bullet comments and couldn’t help but rub her forehead.
Little Lan, you better do your best…
*
“Genius Baby at Three and a Half” World, Sister Huang’s Mahjong Parlor.
Sister Huang glanced at the commotion outside the window, feeling uneasy as she carried a fruit platter upstairs.
“What’s all the noise outside? What are they doing?”
Sister Huang looked in the direction of the disturbance. It seemed to be coming from where Aunt Wang and Uncle Li were. She knew those two never got along, so she thought maybe they were arguing again and locked the door a little tighter.
The second-floor mahjong room was reserved for Old Mrs. Huo. No matter who came, the second floor would remain closed.
Since five years ago, Old Mrs. Huo had come once or twice a month, bringing a few friends or family members to play mahjong for half the day. It seemed that Old Mrs. Huo had known Sister Huang’s father for a long time, and she came to support her old friend’s business.
Every time Old Mrs. Huo came, Sister Huang was very nervous, fearing that she might accidentally offend the esteemed guest.
On the second floor, Old Mrs. Huo was on the phone.
The other three people at the mahjong table were well-known business owners, but none of them held as much power as Old Mrs. Huo. While she was on the phone, they all waited quietly, showing no signs of impatience.
“He wants to eat roast duck?” Old Mrs. Huo furrowed her brows, tapping the table with the hand wearing a green ring. “Just buy him one, do I have to go myself? … Over there, at Zhu Yuan, buy two ducks for him.”
Sister Huang couldn’t help but marvel at this.
A big shot is really a big shot!
The roast duck from Zhu Yuan was something ordinary people could never afford in their lifetime, yet Old Mrs. Huo casually ordered it.
Old Mrs. Huo held the phone.
The person on the other end of the line said something else.
Her expression grew more impatient. She raised an eyebrow:
“Our Huo family still lacks a roast duck for Huo Yan?! Don’t bother me with these trivial matters again.”
After that, she hung up without listening to anything else on the other end.
Beep—beep—
On the other end of the line.
Huo Ran sighed helplessly and patted the little boy beside him on the head. “… Xiao Yan, it’s okay, even if grandma doesn’t want to help, it’s fine. Tomorrow, Uncle will take you to the roast duck stall to line up, and you’ll definitely get to eat.”
The little boy, Huo Yan, lowered his head, and tears gathered in his big eyes.
But he clenched his tiny fist, holding back the tears.
In the Mahjong Parlor.
Witnessing Old Mrs. Huo’s attitude toward her grandson, the people inside felt conflicted.
Huo Yan was Old Mrs. Huo’s grandson.
Old Mrs. Huo held a high position and was always indifferent toward family ties. She wasn’t especially close to her children, let alone her grandchildren.
Rumor had it that when Huo Yan was born a few years ago, Old Mrs. Huo just happened to drop by to see her daughter after giving birth but didn’t even bother to hold her grandson.
Not only that.
There were deeper rumors saying that a few years ago, Old Mrs. Huo’s son, Huo Ye, had impregnated his boyfriend. Old Mrs. Huo made the decision to send the boyfriend abroad, and for years, she hadn’t cared about him or the possible child at all.
Her son, Huo Ye, inherited the same indifference toward relationships.
In wealthy families, most family relationships only exist in glossy media reports, but in reality, they were surprisingly cold.
But despite their inner thoughts, everyone in the room still kept smiling on the surface. Those serving the fruit platter continued, and the mahjong players kept playing, acting as if everything was normal. The three people at the mahjong table, seeing that Old Mrs. Huo was calm, immediately called out:
“Come on, let’s stop thinking about those unhappy things, Miss Huo, let’s continue playing mahjong.”
“Yeah, Miss Huo, your luck is too good today, I’m going to lose all my underwear, hahahaha.”
Sister Huang also wiped her sweat and took the opportunity to place the fruit platter.
“I’ll leave this fruit platter here, Miss Huo, if you need anything, just let me know.”
It was already mealtime, and Sister Huang should have been preparing dinner for Old Mrs. Huo.
But how could Old Mrs. Huo be interested in their home-cooked meals? At the Huo family, there was an entire professional chef team to serve her.
Whenever Old Mrs. Huo came to play mahjong, she could play for hours without eating. She was so used to being pampered that she had little appetite and showed no interest in the delicious food that most people craved.
Over time, Sister Huang understood that there was no need to prepare meals. Just bringing some fresh fruit was enough.
As expected, Old Mrs. Huo glanced at the fruit platter and simply hummed in acknowledgment.
As usual, she didn’t say much.
Old Mrs. Huo focused intently on her mahjong, seemingly considering which tile to play.
Suddenly, there was a distant “boom” sound.
Accompanied by a noisy crowd.
However, the attention of everyone in the room was on the mahjong game. The mahjong parlor had good soundproofing, so no one had noticed the disturbance outside.
The first person to sense something was wrong was Boss Wu, who was sitting near the window.
While looking at his tiles, he felt that the air conditioning in the room was too cold, so he raised his hand and opened a small crack in the window…
The next second, Boss Wu froze in surprise.
What was that?
Wow, what an incredible smell!!
The rich aroma of roast duck poured out like a flood the moment the small convenience store’s iron gate was opened. Inside, the roast duck was sizzling in the clay pot, reaching perfection.
That scent, filled with soy sauce and duck meat, wafted down half the street and entered Huang Jie’s mahjong parlor through the tiny gap in the window!
The three business owners at the table, using all their self-control, tried to prevent any embarrassing sounds from their stomachs.
But, as expected…
“Grrrrr!”
A loud, unmistakable growl from a stomach echoed.
The three owners turned pale and instinctively covered their stomachs.
After a long while, they realized the growl didn’t come from their own stomachs.
It came from—
They all turned to look at Old Mrs. Huo in shock.
So Old Mrs.Hou going eat the fruit platter or order rice?