Cub Live Farming

While Lu Fengleng was struggling, the other two viewers in the live broadcast room were already hugging each other and crying out of breath.

Ahhhhhh, the host baby is too miserable!Stop it!Stop streaming!

"Hoo, hiccup, Sister Yujie, are they really in trouble?" Lin Xin hiccupped while crying.

Li Yujie wiped her tears and gritted her teeth: "It doesn't matter whether they were in trouble by accident or by force, but Baby Juntao must have really been in trouble!"

After the two of them turned on the private mode, they logged in to the holographic network, and then they could enter a small room like a theater for two to watch the live broadcast together.

When they first saw Juntao and the three fluffy cubs "persecuting" the big black dog, they still laughed from ear to ear.Unexpectedly, after a few minutes, the tears of the two of them could not be stopped.

"Well... even if there are people behind them, won't the reward money from us make them feel better?" Lin Xin couldn't take it anymore, "If they can't make any money, will it be even worse?"

Li Yujie frowned.She is also thinking about this question.

The announcement of the live broadcast room clearly stated the relationship between the popularity of the live broadcast room, the number of rewards and Juntao's "Golden Finger".It's hard not to think of this live broadcast room as an "illegal live broadcast room" that cruelly tortures and abuses babies and forces viewers to pay.

Follow the plan of the behind-the-scenes manipulator in the live broadcast room to give rewards to encourage the arrogance of the man behind the scenes, but don't give a reward...

Li Yujie ruthlessly rubbed her smooth, long, straight brown hair: "Reward! Why don't you reward! Not only do you want to reward, but we also need to publish the ID number of this mysterious live broadcast room on the star network, so that more people Come in!"

Lin Xin sniffed and said, "Sister Yujie, what do you mean to make this live broadcast room big?"

Li Yujie sneered: "There are only three viewers. Even if we call the police, the police will not believe us. Let's make it popular! The huge number of viewers and huge rewards can attract the attention of the police and send them to jail!"

Lin Xin hesitated: "But pulling people into the water like this, isn't it good?"

Li Yujie has completely calmed down.There was a burning anger in her heart, and the stronger the anger, the clearer her head became.

"No. This live broadcast room is not about pornography, gambling and drugs, but survival in the wild, and there are no bloody and cruel scenes at present. If the anchor is replaced by an adult, we must have already tipped." Li Yujie calmly analyzed, "The announcement is written in black and white All krypton gold entries are written, if the audience rewards, it is yours and mine, we are not lying."

Lin Xin gritted her teeth, and nodded fiercely: "Yes! Those who are willing to give rewards must have the same feelings as us, and hope that the anchor baby will have a better life. What can we do to make this live broadcast room arouse? Anyone else notice?"

Li Yujie raised her eyebrows: "The post on the forum is telling the truth! A star-surviving live broadcast room that can only be searched by certain people is enough for curious people to try to enter. It's not troublesome to lose an ID."

Lin Xin clenched her fists and stared angrily, "I'll write it! I studied media in college! I know how to arouse their curiosity!"

Li Yujie said: "I'm here to buy a promotion. I happen to be saving money to change a car. What kind of car will I change? I won't change it! I'll exchange the car money for shackle money, and send a bunch of chains and bracelets to the mastermind behind the scenes!"

Lin Xin, who just started working, began to count her small coffers: "I can also distribute money, although it's not much... I'll tip the baby first!"

……

With the help of His Majesty Heilang, an acre of land was plowed in less than 10 minutes.

But Jun Tao's chubby arm is almost useless.

Jun Tao sat on the stone that Brother Heigou found, and rolled up his sleeves.

The baby panda and the little white tiger sat beside him, constantly rubbing Juntao's little arm with a meat pad to relieve the soreness and discomfort of Juntao's little arm.

His Majesty the Black Wolf circled Juntao several times, and finally stopped behind Juntao, using him as a pillow.

The little owl kept running back and forth from the opposite bank, obeying Juntao's command, looking for some flexible branches from the other bank.

"I'm fine, but my arm is a little sore, not hurt, just a little bit weak." Juntao comforted, "I thought of a new way, later I'll weave a basket that opens at one side, and I sit in the basket , it won’t be hard to work like this.”

Juntao began to describe the new tool he was going to make.

He was going to make a ring out of wood to fit His Majesty the Black Wolf's stomach; a long stick protruded diagonally downward from the left and right sides of the ring, and was connected to a basket; can touch the ground.

In this way, Juntao does not have to be so tired when doing follow-up sowing, watering and other work.

His Majesty the Black Wolf and his three cubs think this method is feasible.Juntao just sat in the basket and sprinkled the seeds and watered it, so he should not be injured again.

Now the small piece of land plowed by Jun Tao exudes a clean force of nature, which makes them begin to believe that Jun Tao does have a "system" or "supernatural power".

Juntao may be the hope to completely eliminate the signs of natural disasters.They will try their best to help Juntao.

Of course, this premise is that Jun Tao can no longer get hurt.

The little white tiger rubbed Juntao's chubby arm with a small pink meat ball, acting as a cat's claw massager, while cursing "meow meow meow".

You bastard Jun Taotao!Don't worry about the tiger!If you were my own son, you would have been beaten to death by me long ago!Discuss with us first if you have anything in the future!Even if the brains of the three of us are limited by hardware, the big black dog's brain is still not broken!

"That big black dog" rested its chin on top of Jun Tao's head, shielding Jun Tao from the sun.

He was very guilty.

His brain is indeed not broken.But he has no experience living in the wild.Asking him to give an opinion, he probably won't do well.

His Majesty the Black Wolf made up his mind that he would do his best to serve as a coolie in the future and stop howling about face problems.He probably can only do so much.

His Majesty the Black Wolf rubbed his chin against the top of Juntao's head: "Wow!" Leave all the troublesome things to me in the future!

Jun Tao narrowed his eyes, turned his head, and rubbed His Majesty Hei Lang's chin with the top of his head: "Okay."

He is not a masochist, of course he can not get hurt without getting hurt.The injury this time was just an accident, he just hadn't recovered his mature brain.

In fact, his brain doesn't seem to wake up from the rebirth now.However, the system decided to shoulder the burden of being his head, and this method was also reminded by the system.

Jun Tao knew that he was not smart in the first place.He was able to survive in the last days and live a slightly more comfortable life than the general public because he had a half-intelligent big head—the system counted as one, and he counted as half.

"Okay, my arms are no longer sore." Although being massaged by bear paws and cat meat balls is very comfortable, but it is still live broadcast, Jun Tao can't let the audience look at him in a daze.

There are only three people in his live broadcast room, and if one person is missing, the traffic will drop by one-third.

One can't be less!

"I'll weave the basket...ah, don't do it, don't do it, I'll tell you how to weave it, and I'll rest on the sidelines." Juntao was slapped by the little owl's wings and coaxed, "Although my arms are still I can't use my strength, but I still have no problem drawing pictures."

One big and three small ones stood in front of Jun Tao, warning him with serious expressions to rest well and not to mess around.

Weaving baskets or something, they manipulated these materials with supernatural powers, which were much more flexible than Juntao's hands.

Basket weaving is very simple, it is a skillful mechanical movement.

Weaving baskets by hand requires proficiency, but it is clear that the plush, one big and three small ones who only have supernatural powers, can use supernatural powers to control the branches, which is much more accurate than human hands.

Jun Tao put his elbows on his knees, and the chubby hand rested his chubby chin in a daze.

Handmade in the past life is a good live broadcast talent show point.I don't know if the audience he is facing now, the gentlemen, will like to watch.

He was thinking about it, when suddenly three rewards came in, all of which were [-] system coins.

This is the maximum reward limit for a single person per day before the upgrade of the live broadcast room.

Juntao was so happy that he jumped up from the ground: "Brother Black Dog! A Bao, A Mi, A Gu! We have a reward!"

The four fluffy ones who were weaving a basket looked back in confusion.

Juntao has spread his arms, bouncing around like a happy bird: "A good start, a good start! Thank you, all the viewers! Well, =3=!"

The four fluffy ones scratched their heads in bewilderment, and even the little owl made a gesture of flapping its own head with its wings.

"Hey, the level of the live broadcast room is low now, you can't communicate with me directly, I don't know what you want to watch." Jun Tao smiled happily while jumping, "Can I sing a song for everyone? I will sing and thank you all Reward!"

His Majesty the Black Wolf: "Wow?" Can you sing?Who taught it?

Jun Tao said: "The song of our hometown, my hometown is... well, very far, far away, and I probably can't go back to a planet."

When Jun Tao said these words, his emotions gradually calmed down.

Although the hometown was messed up by the end of the world, human beings survived tenaciously and ushered in a new era.How lucky he was to be able to close his eyes in the dawn light.

The dead are gone, including my past self.What is in front of him now is his new life that is about to start.

But it's okay to be nostalgic once in a while.

Jun Tao said: "Let me sing "Old Boy, Old Girl" for everyone. Now there are no instruments here, so I will sing a cappella."

He cleared his throat, and the four furries in the family stopped working and looked up at him.

"That is the person I miss deeply and love day and night. How should I express it? Will he accept me?"

"Maybe I will never say that sentence to him. I am doomed to wander the world. How can I be concerned?"

"Dreams are always out of reach, should we give up?..."

"Old Boy, Old Girl" is actually "Old Boy" sung by Chopstick Brothers in Juntao World in the previous life.

Daqiao Zhuomi composed the music, Wang Taili wrote the lyrics, and then sang it through the voice of the uncle who has experienced the vicissitudes of life. Many young people have sung and cried.

Jun Tao also once felt sad for this song.

But when he entered the apocalyptic world and really lost all the way, he couldn't cry when he sang this song again.

Teenagers don't know what it's like to be sad, and fall in love with upper floors.Fall in love with the upper floors, and worry about writing new words.

Now that I know all the sorrow, I want to say it.I want to say goodbye, but I say it's a cool autumn.

Xin Qiji's "Ugly Slave" said everything.

Fortunately, now that he is reborn, with a new family, a new life and new hope, he can sing this song again.

The lyrics of "Old Boy" do not have a strong reference to gender. This "Ta" can be "she" or "he". "Once upon a time in all directions" refers to a young man, but it can also refer to "adolescence".

And, if it rhymes, "Girl" is not easy to sing.

Jun Tao changed the title of the song, as if the song was for audiences of all genders.

Cough, I hope that the gender group of the audience I am targeting is male and female, so don't come with a third gender and a fourth gender.Then he would offend people by changing the name of the song pretending to be clever.

Jun Tao doesn't have much singing skills, but he has excellent pitch control.

The clear voice of the child, combined with Juntao's vicissitudes and sophistication from the inside out, made this song of nostalgia for the past a bit awkward to hear, so awkward that I couldn't help humming along.

His Majesty the black wolf's front paws overlapped, the dog's head lay on the back of the paws, and its big fluffy tail kept beating to Jun Tao's singing, and there was a small "owooooow" in his throat, as if he was cheering for Juntao. harmony.

He has been looking into Jun Tao's eyes.

The eyes are the windows of the soul.Jun Tao's eyes before were very clear and bright, like a clear stream.

When singing this song, Juntao's eyes, which are as clear as a brook, are still very clear, but a little thicker and deeper, as if the brooks converge into a big river, and the big river settles into the sea.

This is not the look a child should have.

Perhaps, Jun Tao, as he himself said, does have an adult soul inside.

"Su Hui".

His Majesty the Black Wolf has heard similar things before.

Su Hui is both a blessing and a curse.Whether it is a blessing or a curse depends entirely on the choice of the person who has Su Hui.

interesting.His Majesty the Black Wolf continued to flick his tail to beat the beat, and the sight that fell on Jun Tao was less scrutinized and guarded, and more interested.

……

"Youth is like a rushing river. Once it's gone, it's too late to say goodbye. Only the numb me is left, without the blood of the year..."

"Has the original wish come true? Do we have to pay homage now? Let the years dry up the ideals, and I will never find the real me again..."

"...If there is a tomorrow, I wish you dear." Lu Fengling sang along.

Singing and singing, he laughed.

What an amazing kid.He had never heard such a "mourning" song, and the blood that had been silenced in his heart by "mourning" actually started to flow again.

It is obviously sad and depressing, why do people listen to it and feel unwilling to be lonely?

Lu Fenglen was neither a musician nor a psychologist.He does not know the inner scientific truth.

He only knows that this song is very nice, and he wants to learn this song and sing it to himself in the dead of night.

And, he made up his mind.

The big deal is to sing this song again in ten years, 20 years, or a hundred years.

But now, he is still young, and he is still hot-blooded.