The Zerg's Rebellious Male is Bai Yueguang

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Finally being released, Qingya didn't dare to let himself look too idle, and hurriedly went to find the chef with the notes he had sorted out.

He originally wanted to ask the chef to help him take another look, but he didn't expect the chef to almost kneel down in front of him after looking at it.

Qingya quickly stopped him, feeling scared and speechless.

He didn't see the chef's troubled look.

Finally, the chef told him his thoughts.

Qingya thought about it for a few seconds and then agreed.

After obtaining Qingya's consent, the chef contacted the publishing house and published Qingya's recipe on the platform through the publishing house's Star Network account.

The recipe not only includes some improved local recipes, but also various dietary practices that Qingya learned on Blue Star, including medicinal food.

Of course, it is difficult to satisfy everyone, and Qingya does not force all Chong to have the same taste. Therefore, he specifically emphasized to the chef Chong that he should add reminders such as "For reference only", "Contains major allergens xxx, xxx..." on the inner pages of the recipe.

Although there is only one name in the author column in the center of the cover, there are many names recorded in the recipe pages and before the table of contents, including well-known chefs and lesser-known names.

Although netizens did not understand why the publishing house suddenly released such a book on the platform, out of curiosity, they clicked in to read it.

Once you see it, you won’t be able to get out.

You Chong was stunned for a moment when he saw the author's name. Only after repeated confirmation did he have to believe that the system search result had only that one.

"Qingya".

Qingya???

Isn’t this a male insect???

It’s not that there are no male insects who can cook, but most of them have to learn a skill in order to make money.

Regardless of male or female, insects of too low a level will be looked down upon.

No female insect is willing to get close to a male insect of too low a level, and government subsidies are barely enough to satisfy their basic needs. If male insects want to earn money for other expenses, they must of course find a way to make money.

But Qingya doesn't need it at all.

His level is so high, is he still worried that there will be no female insect willing to raise him?

To be honest, few people would believe that Qingya studied cooking out of interest or hobby.

They would rather believe that Qingya had misappropriated the results of other insects than believe that it was his hard work.

Although many bugs questioned the authenticity of Qingya's level, they had to admit that the contents of the recipe were very attractive to bugs.

Those who have a lot of free time have already started trying it.

Most of the voices on the Internet are questioning Qingya.

However, Qingya had already foreseen this result and had prepared himself mentally, so he did not plan to read those posts on the Internet.

However, after a while, some new voices appeared on the Internet.

These voices affirmed the content of Qingya's recipes and expressed their desire to chat with Qingya or other recipe collaborators about their experiences.

Qingya only realized that there was a bug looking for him on the Internet after being reminded by the chef.

Andier had cleaned up the internet in advance and deleted many posts with violent content, so when Qingya logged into his account, he was surprised to find that there were many well-intentioned private messages in his background.

After interacting with a few insects that seemed genuinely sincere, Qingya felt a little relieved.

He still hopes to be recognized.

It is impossible to say that he is not nervous at all and does not care about outside comments at all. No one likes being questioned or even maliciously speculated.

Qingya also saw the bad comments about him that were specifically tagged in the background. He pursed his lips and glanced past them without stopping.

He is no longer the weak Qingya of the past.

No one knows what he has been through, as long as he knows it in his heart.

It was just a long dream. Qingya had seen too much. He had heard countless malicious remarks like this, no matter whether they were directed at himself or at his fellow insects (humans). There were so many unpleasant words.

If he cares about every bad word and every bug that has malicious intentions towards him, then he might as well never go online.

Netizens are all strangers to each other. Is it worth paying attention to them? Why should we pay so much attention to their comments on us and even feel sad and upset?

Qingya asked himself.

Of course it's not worth it.

There are too many background messages, and they fill up the inbox, so I have to send a reminder to check whether they have been read with one click.

Qingya clicked "no" and patiently read the messages that were either comforting or curious, and sincerely thanked the bugs that comforted him.

But some messages were too purposeful and it was obvious that they were trying to find out his real-life information, so Qingya would not reply to them.

When he received messages that raised serious questions, he responded one by one.

It took Qingya almost two days to read all the news.

He thought for a long time and finally posted the first post under his account.

He typed a lot of words, responding to some bugs' questions, thanking some bugs for their comfort, and sharing some things that happened to him during the compilation of this cookbook, both good and bad.

In addition to the text, he also attached hundreds of pictures, all of which were photos recording the kitchen and the scenery along the way. Among them, more than a dozen photos were of other insects. Qingya added the photos only after obtaining the insect's consent in advance.

Those photos full of vitality and breath of life include evenings filled with pink clouds, paths shaded by green barriers, the vast blue sea, and layers of red maple trees on the mountains... There are also kitchens with different styles, strange animals and plants, and chef bugs fighting each other after getting angry.

At the end, Qingya lowered his eyes and wrote:

"I can't force all bugs to accept and understand my hobbies, but I hope you can respect them because this is a bug's choice and has nothing to do with other bugs."

"Whether I am a male or female insect, gender is only a division of the physical structure and cannot be a constraint on the development of an insect's hobbies."

“It’s a part of my life that I’m very passionate about and that I attach a lot of special meaning to.”

"I stick to my hobbies without hurting other people, and I don't think this is a reason I should be criticized for."

"I know some people don't believe the authenticity of this book, but I regret to tell you that it was written by me."

"If you, or you all, can slander me because of your own prejudice, then I can file a lawsuit against you according to the severity of the case in order to protect the rights of an individual insect."

“Thank you for your interest in this book. I am happy for you to discuss the life of animals and plants with me with questions (laughs)”

After reading it, Andier was silent for a long time, and finally lowered his head and smiled, his eyes full of tenderness.

Really grown up.

At the other end of the palace, Wen Xi pushed aside the branches that blocked his view and bent down to emerge from under the dense canopy of the flowering trees.

A smile appeared on the fair and handsome face of the attendant.

He weighed the basket in his hand, raised his head and whispered, "It is a blessing for you to be favored by the young master. Grow faster."

The wind blew, the treetops swayed slightly, and a few pink flowers fell on the hair and shoulders of the attendant, as if in response.

The chef on duty today had red eyes and held up his laptop as he murmured, "Your Excellency will not forget any bug."

The young chef next to him chopped a melon open with a knife, turned around and smiled, "Because he is very gentle."

"Yes, I'm so proud to have met a gentleman who likes to go into the kitchen in my lifetime, and he's such a good little gentleman. I'm so proud to tell others about it."

"Go away, you just want to show off."

"Hahahaha so what?"

"..."

The young bugs next to him were talking to each other, and the chef bug couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

As long as there are insects, there will be competition.

His Majesty the Insect King doesn’t care who the insects are in the kitchen, but the chefs do.

They want to squeeze out their peers and climb up, they want to show their abilities and value, so why would they chat and laugh in a relaxed manner like they do now?

It seemed that with the arrival of Lord Qingya, all the insects had retreated.

At the beginning, they were not close to Qingya, not only because they were afraid of offending you, but more because they were worried about losing their jobs after making you unhappy.

But Lord Qingya is too sincere and gentle, and no normal insect would be willing to retaliate against such an insect with malice.

Chef Chong couldn't describe how he felt about Qingya. Love, jealousy, pity, respect... all these emotions intertwined, causing his heart to feel heavy and soft whenever he saw Qingya.

Today's StarNet is bustling again.

To be honest, with such a huge number of netizens, the hot search list is constantly being refreshed. Except for those extremely influential insect things, basically no insects will stay on it for long.

For a user like Qingya who has a low user level and low popularity, his posts should not have such a large number of views, at least the data would not increase so quickly.

Qingya was stunned when he saw the number of views of his post a day later. He clicked in and out repeatedly, unable to believe it.

Does everyone have nothing to do?

He asked Fei Yi, and Fei Yi comforted him, "It's normal. It's probably because you've been more active on StarNet recently, so the system will automatically recommend it to users who have browsed relevant information about Qingya."

Having said that, Qingya still felt uncomfortable. He had never attracted so much attention before. It must be because his book was so controversial.

However, he is not unprepared, and he will not pursue remarks that do not touch his bottom line.

There was a lot of noise on Starnet for a while, but because of the emergence of other new things, the popularity on Qingya's side gradually decreased, and the focus of hot searches shifted to Bie Chong.

Qingya finally felt a little quieter.

You know, your computer keeps ringing every day. Even if you mute it and don't want to hear it, it will jam to the point of crashing as soon as you log into the account system background. It's really annoying.

He is a mature insect and should calm himself down slowly instead of throwing his brain away just because he is upset.

So Qingya went to the kitchen to chop melons and vegetables, and the chopping board made a loud noise.

The young chefs next to them didn't dare to make a sound and quietly shrank into the corner to work.

The young man chopped the vegetables violently with a calm face, and Andyle was so amused that he leaned back and forth holding the light head.

But when he was in front of Qingya, he changed his appearance again:

"Baby, if you're really unhappy, go hit the sandbag. Don't make things difficult for our chopping board."

The female insect's tone was gentle and her eyes were sincere, and Qingya almost agreed.

Then, the female insect silently turned her face away. Qingya was silent for a second and asked, "Your Majesty, are you smiling?"

Andyle paused, turned around, and said innocently: "No."

"I saw."

"You're wrong."

"..."

Qingya closed his eyes and didn't want to pay attention to him.

Andyle laughed happily at this time, but he couldn't laugh anymore at night.

The little male insect locked him outside the door and said coldly: "The weather is too hot. I want to sleep alone. Your Majesty, please go back to the study."

Andyle: "..."

Yes, Qingya occupied Andier's bed and sent him to the study, regardless of whether he could sleep or not.

It would be strange if Andier could be such an obedient insect.

He climbed in through the window in the middle of the night, looked at the sleeping face of the little male insect, sat quietly all night, and climbed out the window before dawn and returned to the study.

When Qingya woke up, he didn't see Andier. He didn't react at first and just sat there blankly, hugging the quilt.