Qishen Live Daily

Regardless of how tortuous the process was, after more than half an hour of in-depth understanding, Qi Mu and the others finally had a certain understanding of this new bug that suddenly appeared.

First of all, his name is Naoto Takeda, he is an ordinary freshman in high school, living in a happy and ordinary family.

All aspects of him are mediocre, except for some small talents in painting, so he has not excelled in other aspects until now.

Except for a few close friends, the relationship with other people is neither salty nor weak. The social circle can be said to be very narrow, and only stays in my own one-third of an acre of land.

In other words, an extremely ordinary person.

Qi Mu: Oh, I am very envious, jealousy makes him completely unrecognizable, this is simply his ideal life!

Naoto Taketa blushed, shaking his head again and again in denial: "Where are there, ordinary things, it's really distressing."

He has always been set up like a passer-by, with ordinary short black hair, ordinary academic performance, and an unpretentious appearance that is so ordinary that people will ignore it when he stands on the podium.

I couldn't help but want to cry, but because he is an ordinary person, he didn't even have the courage to cry. He could only suppress the little complaints in his heart and live a mediocre life day after day.

I remember that once in a while he mustered up the courage to help Goddess Banhua carry a thick stack of books and homework to the teacher's office.

The teacher stared at him and hesitated for a long time before he barely recognized his passer-by face, and said hesitantly, "Maeda-kun...?"

Naoto AQ is Mr. Taketa!

After leaving the office, Banhua showed a faint smile, and thanked him with a melodious, sweet voice like a lark in the woods: "Thank you so much, Maeda-kun."

She frowned and asked casually: "I don't know which class you are in, I will give you a gift next time as a thank you."

Greetings from Banhua who never owes favors easily.

Zhutian, who was originally beaming with joy, calmed down as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his head, and at the same time his heart was broken piece by piece, and he fell hard to the ground.

"No, no need, I'm really sorry." He bowed halfway, closed his eyes, turned around and ran away in a hurry, leaving behind a hastily fled back.

"What a weird person," Ban Hua rubbed her cheeks and looked at his back, muttering strangely, "Speaking of which, why does Mr. Maeda look familiar?"

"Forget it, forget about him!" She thought for a while quietly, adjusted her smile, and walked confidently into the class, "We will meet again!"

At this time, Ban Hua still didn't know how much impact her single thought had had.

At this time, Naoto Taketa didn't know what he had gained by fleeing for a while, he just felt... very heartbroken QAQ.

"So that's how it is," Tobima nodded, stretched out a leg and touched his chin forcibly, agreeing with him solemnly, "This really caused a lot of trouble."

"Right!" Zhutian wanted to cry but had no tears, and collapsed on the ground, not daring to touch the tragic story of the silent man and the woman's tears.

It couldn't be more pathetic for the unbeginning love of a teenager to be brutally cut off at the source at the budding stage!

"Ah, by the way," he got up and continued to introduce himself solemnly, "Hobbies are reading manga and anime, and collecting all kinds of figures and peripherals!"

He blinked lightly: "Boss Qi Mu, you have 66 in my collection cabinet. There is a special counter~ Of course, it is for the number that is more suitable for you, big brother!"

Qi Mu: ... Thank you so much, brother dei, so your emotional injury is no longer painful?

He stroked some wet feathers, and asked: [Then how did you become like this? 】

Takeda Naoto shook his head hesitantly: "I don't know."

He was just on duty today as he usually does every day, walking home alone with his schoolbag on his back, and even the weather was ordinary and unchanged.

There were junior high school students playing football on the small stadium passing by. He lowered his head and sighed and stared at the road, when he heard a childish voice shouting to him: "Get out of the way!"

Takeda raised his head, and the whistling football rolled up a few gusts of air, spinning and hitting his face.

He closed his eyes instinctively, but it wasn't the plain face that was about to be disfigured that felt the pain, but the middle of the back of his head.

This kind of pain was not very strong, but it made his consciousness blur in an instant, and it seemed that some moist mist surrounded him.

Just before losing consciousness, he forcefully opened his eyes a slit, and looked into a pair of black and green eyes.

[Black and green eyes,] Qi Mu couldn't help but ask him, [Who are you seeing? 】

Taketa thought hard for a few minutes, then shook his head blankly, indicating that such a person did not exist in his memory.

He only remembered that the man had short brown-red hair and seemed to be wearing a pair of brown-rimmed glasses.

If I have to say... yes, I feel like a very serious and kind person.

Qi Mu remained silent, to be honest, child, use your brain to think about it, will kind people turn you into a worm?

"But I'm very happy," Zhutian rolled several times on the table excitedly, "If I can see Brother Toikama and Aunt Qi Mu, I will die with no regrets!"

Tobima: I don't have a brother like you, thank you.

Qi Mu: Don't call me sister-in-law, you still have work to do, thank you.

And brother dei, have you noticed, you are obviously a good student, a good boy, a passer-by, A, B, C, D, why do you suddenly seem so social when you call them that name?

Has anyone ever told you that you are strong?

Takeda said sadly that he didn't, because no one remembered his name at all, and the occasional few who remembered were probably shocked by his almost tantamount to nothingness.

"By the way, boss, are you two together now?" He excitedly switched his eyes back and forth between Qi Mu and Fei Jian, so excited that the whole worm was a little red, "Emma was super excited !"

Saiki and Tobema: Hey...

Judging from the spatial position, it is true that they are together now, but... If you guess wildly, they will turn the tables!

Naoto Taketa couldn't help sighing with a long sigh of relief: "Fortunately, I saw this, otherwise wouldn't it be that I was spoiled by such an exciting scene in person?"

Qi Mu expressionless: [See here? 】

"Yes," Zhutian nodded heavily, and said solemnly and seriously, "It's a fanfiction about the two of you, called "[Comprehensive] Qishen Live Broadcast Daily".

Saiki: emmm what is that?

"And most importantly," Zhutian explained to him solemnly, "the author of this article loves you so much that she can't help herself!"

Qi Mu fell into a deep silence.

What is the meaning of this kind of cute words like advertisement placement, and you are not the author, how do you know whether she loves him or not.

So who is so insane, actually wrote him and Feijian together in the book, and formed a cp? !

Trembling, he suddenly felt very afraid.

Qi Mu glanced at the live broadcast room coolly, and asked: [Is it the book you wrote? 】

Only this group of fans who watch him 24 hours a day know these things. It’s been a long time since he brushed coffee jelly, and haha ​​he even follows others every day. It seems that it’s time to teach them how to be human.

It is enough to see the present all the time, but he still fantasizes about him having sex with Qianshoufei, even if he fantasizes, he has to write it down.

There was a lot of wailing and screaming in the live broadcast room:

"The conscience of heaven and earth is really not us, Qi Shen!"

"Woooooo trust me, I watch your live broadcast every day, and I can't spare my eyes to write anything, really, I swear!"

"Brothers, don't say anything, now only coffee jelly can let Qishen see our sincerity."

"Swipe it up ahhh!"

The long-lost soft jelly, which exudes a sweet and rich smell, was packed in the quilt and poured from the screen in the live broadcast room. After a while, it slowly piled up on the screen, making it impossible to see any pictures and barrage.

Qi Mu: ... He was wrong, you are all good fans, how could you do such a thing!

While he was hooing and putting away the coffee jelly in the storage box, he suddenly realized a serious problem.

To be honest, since there has always been a live broadcast room, that is to say, there has always been a delicious coffee jelly, then...then why does he eat so many cereals? !

Hey, really, if it wasn't for the lark to be fed, how could he accidentally have an emmm with Torima?

Oh, what is it that limits his superior imagination and IQ...

Feijian glanced at him: "That kind of thing doesn't exist at all."

Qi Mu raised one of his paws expressionlessly, exposing a sharp section, and waved at the door seemingly unintentionally, and was satisfied to see that he was silent.

Even if the species is changed, the food chain is still a wonderful existence that cannot be surpassed. If you want to blame it, you are now a worm.

"Hhh food chain or something..."

"If you want to blame it, blame you for being a wife slave, hahahahahahaha... next time."

The fans were swept away by their eyes, and silently closed their mouths and concentrated on watching the live broadcast.

At this moment, the door of the office opened, the familiar piano BGM suddenly sounded, and Skylark walked in.

He walked to the edge of the table, cast a glance at Qi Mu, and unexpectedly found that there was an extra worm lying on the table.

Skylark raised his eyebrows, a little interested: "Wow, did you go hunting by yourself?"

Saiki: ...No, there is no such thing as predation, does he, Saiki Kusuo, not want to lose face?

Skylark seldom wants to experience the feeling of feeding a beloved pet. Just like he once pinched the worm, he pinches the bamboo field and slowly puts it to Qi Mu's mouth.

The moment he went down, he felt a mysterious force conveying a wonderful resistance in the air, which coincidentally blocked the close contact between Saiki and Takeda.

What blocked him in the sky was the system that didn't even look like a dumpling, but directly turned into a little man and spread his hands.

The system stood in front of Qi Mu tightly, and Takeda Bug poked his forehead without flinching, with a ferocious smile on his small face with the size of a thumb.

"Want to dismantle the cp I prepared? No way!"

Saiki: ...So that's the point?

The author has something to say: Professional advertising, 100 years, no sugar.

emmm are all fake, this is actually part of the setting, I will talk about it later.