If you don't work hard, you have to marry the Pluto

"Didi——" the phone rang twice, and Chu Qiao slowly opened her eyes.

The fluff in her arms moved slightly, Chu Qiao lowered her eyes to look, and saw that Song Ningyi seemed to be disturbed by the alarm clock of her mobile phone, she turned her head restlessly.

He quietly got up and got out of the bed, pulled up the quilt that the child had kicked aside and covered it, gently stroked his face with his hands, and helped him brush aside the thorny hair.

"Your kitten will be back soon, so I'll go first." After speaking softly, after hesitating for a while, Chu Qiao kissed Song Ningyi's lips affectionately.

The door slowly closed—

"#￥@￥@~?@...&beef." In her sleep, Song Ningyi uttered a dream.

Seemingly hearing the sound of closing the door, Song Ningyi also slowly opened his eyes.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes and sat up, touching the quilt aside.

There is still a warm body temperature, but the person has disappeared.

"Qiaoqiao?" Song Ningyi got off the bed and looked around.

No one responded to him in the silent room.

"Qiaoqiao?" The sound was obviously filled with anxiety.

After searching around the house, Song Ningyi finally accepted the reality——Chu Qiao ate up everything and ran away with her pants up!

After all, it was a mistake to pay T_T

"Ding——" the phone rang, indicating that a new message had been received.

Pick it up and take a look, it's from Chu Qiao

【Yiyi, I'm going back first, I will come to see you again in a few days when I have time, and don't forget your meaty cat. 】

Only then did Song Ningyi remember that her family's Rourou was still wandering outside.

He plunged into the bathroom, washed hastily, put on his coat, and rushed to the door. When he opened the door——

"What?" A huge, plump kitten was squatting upright at the door, squatting and taking a peek.

"Fatty!" Seeing the kitten that hadn't come home all night, Song Ningyi excitedly picked it up from the ground, rubbed it with her face, and rubbed it with her fingers.

This time, Rourou didn't struggle anymore, his tail wagged like a puppy, and his two little claws tightly hugged Song Ningyi's neck: "Meow~"

The cat is brought into the house, and the nutrition cream and freeze-drying are ready.

Song Ningyi wondered if this was really meat?I remember the first time I fed him a jar, he slapped it on the wall without showing any face.

But this time, the child seemed to be starving, and his fat face was stuck in the small freeze-dried jar, and his body was arched and arched into the corner of the wall.

"Fatty, why did you become like a cat? Are you really my fleshy?" Song Ningyi squatted beside her, looking at the kitten with a motherly smile.

Pork jerky stopped and looked at Song Ningyi with aggrieved expression: "Meow~"

"What's mine is my little Rourou." Song Ningyi quickly comforted her.

Satisfied with dried pork, he ran to Song Ningyi's bed to lick jiojio.

Looking at this carefree kitten, Song Ningyi felt worried.

Seeing the time passing day by day, and there is only one week left before the deadline given by Pluto, can he really beat Qiaoqiao to win the first place in this week's time?

If you can't do it, you have to do it, otherwise, not only will you not be able to fly together with Qiaoqiao, you will even pack yourself up and dedicate your hands to Pluto as Mrs. Yazhai.

He decided to do something different that day. In this case, innovation can only win. After all, the popularity of a veteran anchor like Chu Qiao is not comparable to that of ordinary people. When the critical moment comes, don't all of them come out.

Thinking so much, Song Ningyi casually opened the Sanzhi app, clicked on the live broadcast leaderboard, took a look, originally just wanted to see the gap between himself and Chu Qiao so far——

However, it always feels a little weird.

Is this the avatar of Jiang Yanjin before?A big chinchilla cat?I remember that he himself said that Mingming prefers loyal dogs.

Taking a closer look, the name is wrong...

This is not Jiang Yanjin at all!It's a completely unheard name:

Black

Song Ningyi even forgot to cut the trumpet, and clicked in casually to find out.

System prompt: [Welcome the popular anchor Song Ningyi to enter the live broadcast room, welcome with flowers~]

This prompts when it can be cancelled, this sentence is already exhausted.

After entering the live broadcast room, I realized that the content of the live broadcast in Jifu is also full of tricks, including singing and composing, daily Vlogs, and goods, and now I actually saw people playing games here.

There is a regulation in the underworld. In order to prevent ordinary people from playing with things and losing their minds, no game app from the world can be downloaded on the device.

That is to say, those who dare to ignore the regulations and openly provoke the authority of the underworld have no other possibility except those gangsters in the underworld.

Take a look at the V certification:

Secretary Pluto?

Does Pluto still have such employees?

The live broadcast of this ghost boy is still a very popular game at the moment. It can be said that it has popularity among the people. Almost everyone from children in their teens to middle-aged people in their fifties and sixties has dabbled in it. Many people have never played it, but Everyone has heard its name.

Sure enough, if the game is well done, you can enjoy it wherever you go. The anchor Black registered a week ago, and it took only a week to be ranked third. There is only a slight gap of more than 1 fans from his own. .

The small window in the lower left corner of the screen is the true face of the anchor.

How should I put it, she is a rare beauty in the underworld, with a long high ponytail like Pluto, not exaggerating at all, her face is really only the size of a palm.

Leaving aside these things, this guy played the game really well. Although it can't be compared with the professional teams in the world, it is also remarkable. At least it can wash away the record of many so-called professional anchors.

It seems that this ghost has been practicing a lot.

Then the question came, why did such a person who claimed to be the Secretary-General of Pluto appear at such a juncture, such an important moment.

It seems that the villain Pluto has started to trip himself secretly again.

Sure enough, as soon as Song Ningyi saw a ghost in the live broadcast room, he immediately began to scan:

[Yo, isn't this Song Ningyi, why don't you come here to join in the fun if you don't make your meal properly. 】

Immediately someone followed suit: [I heard that cooks are commonly called cooks in the world, and it is a very inferior occupation. 】

【Yes, Song Ningyi, can you understand me? 】

Song Ningyi:? ? ?You asked this question, it seems that you don't take the strongest king of Ionia seriously.

This anchor named Black is also a bad person. After looking at the bullet screen, there is a mocking smile: FBJQ finishing

"If you don't tell the truth, it's good that everyone understands it in their hearts."

What, this man, how did I offend him?Why did he speak so badly, who taught him, Pluto?

[The elders are around the pot every day, can they have something to do, learn from the black brother, and the group who are good at playing games. 】

I can't bear it, I have provoked myself.

Song Ningyi's fingertips flew like flying, leaving a string in the barrage:

【Excuse me, did the fumes from my cooking choke your eyes? 】

Black's fans were overjoyed when they saw it, but this idiot is still not convinced.

A smoke ring: [Stop talking, don't you like PK, don't keep PKing these girls' chirping things, be more serious, how about playing games with P. 】

This ID is a bit familiar, it seems that he has uttered wild words in his live broadcast room more than once.

Song Ningyi wanted to laugh. It seemed that they were fishing, but they caught this big shark.

But you can't take up the challenge so easily, otherwise the ghosts may see some clues.

The macho Song Ningyi was silent.

A smoke ring: [Why don't you talk anymore, you were quite capable before. 】

Song Ningyi: [I'm not very good at playing games... I didn't play much when I was in the world. 】

Black sneered again, and he freed up one hand to re-fix the PA microphone: "Since everyone has said so, why don't we have a PK game and draw lots to decide what game to play."

Song Ningyi: [Okay...]

"But I have a condition." Black tilted his head, "Let's bet something."

Song Ningyi didn't know what she could bet with him as a poor man: "Okay, you decide the chips."

"Then..." Black smiled like a poisonous daffodil, "that cat you have now."