System: Interstellar Planting Daily

Ye Qingluo didn't go anywhere during the winter vacation. He just stayed at home and slept in, completing his daily tasks of brushing the system's planting area and the plane trading platform.

It cannot be said that he has no human contact.

After all, in the game, he got along well with Qin Leyi and Wen Duo, and even got into the harem and played well with his concubine and three children.

Recently, as long as Ye Qingluo broadcasts live in "Homeward Bound", he will definitely live broadcast the daily life of the three cute children, eating, playing, studying, no matter what they do, they are cute.

Netizens in the live broadcast room liked this very much. Yun Yangwa and other things attracted a large number of fans.

In addition to the interpersonal communication in the game, in the system, Ye Qingluo confronts Qiao Yuanqing and Xiao Rui every three days, and occasionally has contact with Meng Nan from the prehistoric world and the sleeping maniac in the game world.

I have to mention Mengnan here. Without unified words, it is really difficult to communicate. You can only express what you want by purchasing the amount of goods each time.

Mian Kuang has a lot of high-end equipment here, but it's a pity that Ye Qingluo can't buy it.

If a trading group could be established here, Mian Kuang's high-end equipment should be able to be sold to Qiao Daxian, and Mian Kuang should also be able to purchase some of Qiao Daxian's techniques and elixirs.

Unfortunately, the system trading platform matches trading objects randomly.

In addition, Ye Qingluo also wants to live broadcast on Xingbo.

It’s not that he just has nothing to do to interact with netizens, but that he has to complete his homework.

That's right, the plantation and cultivation department's winter vacation homework is to let them live broadcast science popularization of various planting and cultivation-related contents.

Ye Qingluo quite likes this homework. It feels very meaningful and very popular among flower growers and citizens.

Can you believe that there are many times more people watching him do homework than watching his live game broadcast!

Every time he does his winter vacation homework live broadcast, looking at the surge in the number of people online, a voice always pops up in Ye Qingluo's mind: a live broadcast that is more suitable for Chinese babies!

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The pace of every day is slow, neither busy nor material.

Ye Qingluo thought that these beautiful and ordinary days would last until around New Year's Eve.

But I didn’t expect that there was a big star from the Star Alliance years ago!

On this day, Ye Qingluo was browsing Xingbo, picking out comments from netizens and replying to them. When he saw the news push prompt, he directly canceled the flashing without clicking on it.

But soon, some netizens on his Xingbo mentioned the news just now.

[What a big melon! The United States and Yamato both change their choices! ]

[I saw it, I saw it. It is said that it is not just as simple as stepping down~~]

[It must be related to what was reported before! ]

[Real punishment? Can it be punished? How long can the sentence be? ]

[If I had to give a deadline, I hope it would be ten thousand years! ! ! ]

[The upstairs is too simple. Even if you choose ten times or eight times, the ones you choose will probably be the same.]

[I agree with you upstairs. I’m afraid you don’t know. It is said that in the United States, people in prison can also participate in elections~]

[...unconscious]

[It doesn’t matter, let’s just treat it like it’s a melon, anyway, it’s not the flower growers who are in trouble]

Having said that, you still need to pay attention.

Ye Qingluo has a group of big guys. If you are curious about anything, you can ask directly. It is better than first-hand news!

Thinking this, Ye Qingluo rolled over from the bed and sat up.

"Hey! I feel like this is still not formal enough. I'd better get up!"

Ye Qingluo got up and got out of bed, sat down at the desk, then opened the boss group and sent a message to inquire about the news.

Sure enough, as most people expected, as long as the plutocratic foundation remains unchanged in the United States and Yamato, it will be useless no matter how many presidents and prime ministers are replaced.

"The bosses told me not to worry about the world and just focus on my own live broadcast..."

"Hahaha! I'm laughing so hard. Are you being disliked? I'm underage!"

Ye Qingluo, a minor, curled his lips and said, "If you don't want me to control it, just leave it alone. I'll take the trouble too!"

The international giant melon tastes extremely delicious, especially when you eat it with everyone, the pleasure is doubled and you just can’t stop eating it!

So much so that I ignored the passage of time. When I looked up, it was getting dark!

When Ye Qingluo rushed downstairs, he happened to meet Ye Chong who was going upstairs.

Ye Chong glanced upstairs and asked, "What are you busy with up there? Someone has to ask you to come down for dinner."

Ye Qingluo scratched his head: "I'm eating melon."

"Melon? Watermelon or melon? What kind of melon should I eat when I have to eat?"

Facing his father's serious face, Ye Qingluo couldn't laugh or cry: "Dad, this is not the same thing. I mean I was just browsing Starblog upstairs and joining in the fun to watch the videos of bloggers!"

Ye Chong, who was rejected by his son for not knowing how to "eat melon", slapped his son on the shoulder, then put his arms around his son's shoulders and said like a father, "Let's go, eat first!"

Ye Qingluo bared his teeth, threw away his father, and ran to the restaurant to complain: "Mom, my father hit me! My shoulders are almost blue!"

"Come, mom, take a look. If it's not green, I'll slap you again." Qing Ning pulled Ye Qingluo, ignored her son's struggle, pulled off his collar and glanced at his shoulder.

"Oh, mom, please pay attention, my son is also a handsome young man!"

"Go aside!" Qing Ning raised her hand to scare Ye Qingluo. After Ye Qingluo shrunk his neck and shut his mouth, he turned and glared at Ye Chong:

"Look! I didn't know how serious it was when I started. My son's shoulders are really red."

Anwar jumped onto his big chair next to the dining table and couldn't help but taunted: "Lolo is so brittle, he will be hurt if he touches her even slightly."

This is not the end of the sentence: "Well... you can't say that. People who can be hurt without touching them are not suitable to be described as 'crispy'."

"???Shut up, please!"

"Hey hey hey, we are eating, why should we shut up~"

It's fun to watch these two brats bicker.

Qing Ning and Ye Chong looked at each other with smiles in their eyes.

Shaking his head, the family of four gathered around the table and had a warm dinner.

In distant Jingxingxing, Ye Qinghe was doing the final rehearsal.

The program he participated in was appreciation of ancient songs, with two singers, three performers, and five or five backup dancers.

And he was just one of the backup dancers.

After Hua Lingchen finished his work in the company, he went to the rehearsal site to accompany Ye Qinghe.

In Hua Lingchen's eyes and heart, Ye Qinghe is naturally the best.

This time, Ye Qinghe received a direct invitation from one of the directors of the "Spring Festival Gala". After knowing that Ye Qinghe was only a backup dancer in the show, Hua Lingchen did not approve of his participation.

But Ye Qinghe wanted to participate. Hua Lingchen said nothing, but Ye Qinghe knew in his heart that this guy was unwilling.

After taking a sip of the hot pear soup brought by Hua Lingchen, Ye Qinghe bumped his shoulder into the person next to him and said funnyly: "Okay, I always have a sullen face every time I come here. Last time the director asked me if you were Do you have any opinions on the program team?”

"I have an opinion."

"Hahaha...cough!" Ye Qinghe suppressed laughter and took the trouble to explain: "You, you really said that there is no protagonist in the show I participated in, it can be said that they are all protagonists.

Whether it’s singing, playing, or acting, they complement each other and are indispensable. Only singing and playing are just a feast for the ears. Some people are born with an inability to appreciate music..."