Cub Live Farming

Jun Tao looked up blankly: "What's wrong?"

The little white tiger glanced at His Majesty the black wolf who was plucked by the little owl, and snorted coldly: "Meow." Ignore him.

Little Panda Baby Panda pushed Juntao: "Yeah." You go to rest and let Gouzi work.

Jun Tao used his small arms to make a pose with bright muscles: "I can continue to work!"

The little white tiger smacked Juntao's calf with his tail: "Meow!" Don't reduce our work efficiency, let's go.

The little owl spat out the dog hair in its mouth, landed on the ground and said, "Cuckoo." You go to be a supervisor, and if the black dog is lazy, he will call me.

Juntao was pushed by the family's three cubs to sit under a large rock sloping at the edge of the construction site, which could also be used as a backrest to block the light and wind.

He put his feet together, his elbows on his lap, and moaned with his chin in his hands.

Jun Tao's arm was indeed sore.The eyes of the cubs in the family are too sharp, and they will push him away from the construction site as soon as he is a little tired.

Ugh.

Jun Tao felt warm in his heart.Well, well, I'm an ordinary person without supernatural powers, physical work can only do so much.

Now it's the turn of professional anchors to beg for food!

Jun Tao opened the live broadcast page of the system, his eyes and cute little mouth became round at the same time, and an egg was about to be stuffed in his mouth.

Gosh!Why are there so many rewards!

did i do something !

Jun Tao stroked his thumping little heart, rubbed his eyes vigorously with both hands...

"Ah! My eyes hurt so much!" Jun Tao cried while covering his eyes.

He forgot that he had mud and ashes on his hands, and as soon as he rubbed it, he rubbed the mud and ashes into his eyes.

The three cubs in the family immediately dropped the bricks in their hands and rushed over. His majesty the black wolf shook his fur and followed slowly.

"It's okay, I just accidentally rubbed dust into my eyes. Don't talk about it, we posted it in the live broadcast room! Many, many viewers gave us rewards!" Jun Tao smiled with red eyes, "The reward money this time , enough for us to ripen the fields to the extreme!"

After all, Jun Tao ignored the pain in his eyes, jumped up from the small stone he was sitting on, spread his arms and circled happily on the spot: "Tomorrow the rice seeds will sprout, and the day after tomorrow we can turn the dry fields into paddy fields for transplanting. Then it blooms, heads, matures, and it’s a week! We’ll have rice in a week!”

His Majesty the Black Wolf squatted on the ground, opened his mouth so big it could fit into Juntao's small head, and yawned big.

With nutrient solution, who eats rice?If you want to eat it, you can eat it, but I won’t eat it anyway.

Jun Tao didn't care to refute His Majesty the Black Wolf, he was still turning around in circles until his head almost fainted, then he stopped and bowed vigorously: "Thank you all the audience, thank you for your rewards, what benefits should I give you... Well……"

He looked at the three cute cubs at home, and Brother Heigou who was yawning continuously: "Can you raise a hand and say hello to everyone?"

The cubs and the black dog brother in the family are very proud. They definitely don't want to do things to please the audience. It shouldn't matter to say hello, right?

The commanders of the three cubs nodded, and held up a little bear paw, a tiger meat ball, and a bird's wing in a reserved manner.

"Yeah." "Meow." "Goo."

His Majesty the Black Wolf yawned a few more times, and lazily raised his dog's paw: "Wow!~"

There were so many excited words on the bullet screen in the chat room that it was hard to see what other people were saying.

"Ah, I'm dead! Why can I only tip [-] a day! Give me more permission to tip!"

"I was wrong, there is no need to prove whether this live broadcast room is real or not, now the 100 million is covered by me!"

"The poor have no money, and the poor have already started writing soft articles to promote, babies, wait! Mom will find a lot of viewers for you!"

"Squeeze the little tiger's pink meatball, oh my god, I've pinched the little white tiger's pink meatball! The meatball game is high!"

"The one in front is crazy, you didn't pinch it, you just saw it. Please allow the holographic empathy permission! I want to pinch the meat ball!"

"There are more audiences, more krypton gold, and more money, you have everything you want!"

"I'm the only one who pays attention. Can krypton gold, as Tao Tao said, shorten the time for crops to mature? Can it really be done?"

"Alien technology? Or Tao Tao's ability? It's so amazing! Tao Tao can't be a little auspicious beast that absorbs beliefs and emotions in money to increase its strength?"

"Is it true? You can see it tomorrow. Tao Tao said that the seedlings will emerge tomorrow."

"Ah, ah, Tao Tao is so cute! Tao Tao is going to sing! Why can't we video!"

The administrator said happily: "Tao Tao sings, the screen is temporarily cleared, please listen carefully."

Administrator Xiaoqingqing: "Due to the upgrade of the krypton gold level in the live broadcast room, there is an additional music player function in the live broadcast room. Tao Tao should post the songs he sang in the live broadcast room, and everyone can listen to them in a loop later."

Administrator Jun Zilan: "The songs Tao Tao sang are songs from his hometown. They should be new songs that we have never heard before. Unfortunately, there is no instrumental accompaniment, and they are all singing a cappella."

Administrator Police Dog: "According to copyright regulations, please don't pick up the score and cover it without authorization, let alone make it up and lie about creating it yourself. I have already filed the song in the live broadcast room."

One of the audience, whose real identity is You Rong, the youngest singer in the history of Beast Star, who just won the "Global Golden Melody Award for Best Male Singer", couldn't help carefully adjusting the sound settings of the holographic live broadcast room.

Alien song?Maybe it can inspire his new song!

As for whether someone will steal this song in this live broadcast room?Oh, hehe, as the King of Beast Stars, I still have a little say in the music industry.

……

"What song are you singing?" Juntao, who was brushed by the three cubs with the cleaning ability in turn, asked while wiping his eyes with a clean rag, "Do you have any songs you want to hear?"

The little white tiger lay on the ground, its round ears trembling: "Meow." Your previous song was pretty good.

They had only heard such a complete song.

"Okay, I'll sing it again." Jun Tao cleared his throat and sang "Old Boy, Old Girl" again.

This time he sang not as sadly as last time - the audience gave too much, and Jun Tao couldn't get sad.

But while the fun of getting rich overnight spoils the mood of the song, the lyrics and music still do a good job of conveying the meaning of the song.

[At the request of the audience, the music recording and broadcasting function was turned on.Reward the blueprint of musical instrument manufacturing to the host, and the materials for musical instrument manufacturing can be unlocked through krypton gold. 】

Jun Tao was surprised.Music recording function?This is a new thing that I didn't have in my previous life.

He thought about it again, he didn't need this thing in his previous life, so the system didn't enable this function.

In his previous life, the songs he sang were all songs from the earth, so there is no need for a music recording and broadcasting function.In this life, alien audiences have never heard the songs on Earth, so naturally they need to make a special summary.

The system was very pleased to agree with Juntao's judgment, and even the mechanical sound of the speech seemed to be somewhat relieved that Juntao was finally online.

[According to the interstellar copyright regulations, the earth and the beast star are not the same cosmic space plane, and the time plane is also very different, which has exceeded the scope of copyright protection.In principle, all aliens who hear the earth's song can register first.Copyright is owned by whoever first registered it. 】

[The system will open the works library in the future, and all the earth works used by the host in the live broadcast room will be recorded in the work library, and apply for copyright protection from the interstellar civilization for the live broadcast.The material has been delivered to the mailbox of one of the administrators. 】

[When someone wants to use the works of the Earth Works Library in the future, after the copyright fee is paid, one-third will go to the system; one-third will be sent back to the host’s hometown in an anonymous way to assist post-disaster reconstruction; one-third will establish the Earth Culture Foundation , used to promote Earth culture. 】

Juntao: 【...Don't you even give me a penny for the handling fee? 】

[The host is the president of the Earth Culture Foundation and has a salary. 】

Juntao is fine, Juntao is fine.

Is he working in an alien system?Send wages back to your hometown to support the reconstruction of natural disasters in the last days?Didn't expect to receive my part-time wages in my hometown where I can't go back?

Tongzi is omnipotent!

Jun Tao was even happier.

"Is this song good? I will make musical instruments later, record the accompaniment and upload the song to the music recorder." Juntao said with a smile, "All the works I promote in this live broadcast room are for my hometown, Earth. created."

After thinking for a while, Juntao added: "I will apply for copyright protection in the name of the Earth Culture Foundation, and the data will be delivered by the administrator. Please help me supervise. To celebrate this good day, I will sing another song ! A song that fits the occasion! "Today is a good day"!"

The audience who had just been immersed in the vicissitudes of "Old Boy, Old Girl" were suddenly taken aback by Jun Tao's high-pitched singing.

"Today is a good day! Anything you want can come true!"

You Rong, who was pondering the artistic conception conveyed in the song "Old Boy, Old Girl", vaguely grasped the inspiration for the new song, the fragile short line of inspiration broke off with a "pop".

"Tomorrow is a good day again! Qianjin's time can't wait!"

You Rong frowned.

"Today and tomorrow will be good days! Let's enjoy peace in the prosperous age!"

You Rong frowned, lay down and gave up.

Well, what was "Old Boy, Old Girl" about?

He has completely forgotten.

Now, in his mind, he keeps thinking "today is a good day", and he doesn't even need to pick up the score, he can sing it with his eyes closed.

This song is poisonous!

……

This song is poisonous!

After the live broadcast ended, all the viewers were thinking this way when they returned to reality.

Adorable fluffy pups and human pups?

The sad "Old Boy Old Girl"?

No more, nothing more.

Their minds go blank, save for the recurring "Good Days."

"You Rong, have you decided on a new song yet? Are you going out to collect material?"

When You Rong was sitting on the beanbag sofa, hugging a pillow and meditating, the manager opened the door and walked in.

You Rong looked up: "Today is a good day!"

broker:"???"

You Rong: "Tomorrow will be a good day again!"

broker:"!!!"

You Rong: "Today and tomorrow will be good days! We have caught up with the prosperity and enjoy peace!"

The manager hesitated for a long time, and said very euphemistically: "This is... your new song? This song sounds very festive, but doesn't it match your image?"

You Rong was silent.

The manager thought he had hurt his little ancestor, so he comforted him: "Although it doesn't match your image, you can record it first. If you are invited to sing at any official New Year's party in the future, this song can be played !"

You Rong threw away the pillow and wiped his face twice: "This is not my song, it's the song I heard in the live broadcast room. It should be an alien song."

The manager looked at You Rong with doting and loving eyes.

Alien song?Alien songs are sung in animal language?Who are you lying to?Once I wrote a popular song, I wrote it.What's wrong with admitting it?I didn't expect you to have such a good face.

You Rong saw the manager's disbelief, and said helplessly, "What I said is true. Don't spread the word, they will have to register the copyright soon, and we can't cause trouble for others."

Hearing You Rong's words, the manager felt a little convinced.The reason why alien songs are sung in animal language may be because the lyrics have been translated?

"If it's not yours, then it's not yours. What about your new song?" The manager put the matter aside, "The fans are all pressing. If you really don't have any inspiration, go out to collect materials, and then find an excuse to delay it. You Fans can understand that I have already won the crown of song king, and I have to rest for a while."

You Rong said: "In addition to singing "Good Days", the host also sang "Old Boys and Old Girls". I think the song "Old Boys and Old Girls" is very suitable for me, and I want to buy its copyright .”

The manager trusted You Rong's aesthetics in music, and said bluntly, "Buy. How did you sing that song? You sing it to me first, and I'll estimate the price."

You Rong shrugged: "I forgot."

Broker: "What?"

You Rong sighed: "He sang "Old Boy, Old Girl" first, and then "Good Day". Now my mind is full of the melody of "Good Day". What is "Old Boy, Old Girl" about? Can't get up."

The broker is silent.

After a while, the manager said: "The song "Good Day" has been washed out of your brain, and it will definitely be popular. Otherwise, you can also buy "Good Day". Give me the contact information, and I will contact the copyright owner." communicate."

You Rong gave the agent the ID number of the live broadcast room: "Can I find it?"

Agent: "There is no such live broadcast room, are you kidding me?"

You Rong sighed deeply: "I knew it. It seems that I can only contact myself."

The broker was full of question marks.What kind of charades are you playing, little ancestor?

"To contact the owner of the live broadcast room, first of all, we need to help him promote the live broadcast room and gather 100 million viewers; then, the krypton gold reward exceeds 100 million... Ah, this is very easy, I can do it myself Yes. It’s just a limit of [-] rewards a day, so it takes time.” You Rong began to think about how to help Tao Tao promote the live broadcast room without damaging his own image.

"Tell me, what should I do... Ah, what are you doing?" You Rong backed away again and again, almost falling off the beanbag sofa.

The manager withdrew the hand that was stretched out to touch You Rong's forehead, and said seriously: "The pressure is too great, we can ask the boss for leave to rest for a while. Xiao Rong, I recently met a super powerful psychiatrist. Take care of your mental health."

You Rong: "..."

He got it, and the agent thought he was crazy.