The Strong Female Lead Versus The Most Miserable Male Lead-Chapter 175 - : The Angry TV Drama

Chapter 175: Chapter 175: The Angry TV Drama

Nian Shutong responded with a knowing smile.

“If they’re willing to scold you, it means they haven’t given up on you yet.” Nian Shutong looked over the comments Daodao had shown her, most of which said he was biting off more than he could chew, not knowing the immensity of heaven and earth.

“Book friends have a higher level of insulting skills. Look at the idioms they use, much more impressive than the average person.”

“Ah? Master, you’ve been reading for so long and that’s the conclusion you came up with? Don’t you love Daodao anymore?”

Lying on the couch, Nian Shutong shivered all over, borrowing the words Daodao had previously said.

“Daodao, borrowing a phrase from Rubble, there is no future between us.”

If the Daodao in the Sea of Consciousness had eyes, they’d definitely blink. This phrase sounds familiar?

I think I said something similar before, but it was: borrowing a phrase from Rubble, you’re too ugly.

“Master, your sense of revenge is too strong, it’s been a long time.”

“Not exactly, not exactly. It’s not too strong, it’s ‘give tit for tat.'” Nian Shutong said firmly and proudly.

Is this a flaw? She didn’t see it that way.

Would you offer the other cheek if someone slapped you on the left?

Or, would you simply not care and forgive them on the spot?

In Nian Shutong’s view, magnanimity isn’t like that. The generosity she envisioned was an attitude toward life, not a forbearance in conflicts.

“Absolutely, master is right.” Daodao flipped through the comments, finding some endorsed genres.

“This martial arts one has a lot, detective stories too.” Nian Shutong showed interest, laughing at one point.

“Daodao, why do they send you a knife after liking?”

“Ha ha ha! Too cute.”

“Look how neatly arranged they are, like a knife formation.”

Daodao saw these comments too, silently listening to Nian Shutong’s joyful laughter, but then he heard something?

“Eh? How does this work? I want to send you a knife too.”

“Master——”

“Alright, alright! I’m done playing! But let me just join in the fun.”

After browsing for a while, Nian Shutong switched to her Earth Bar account and, with Daodao’s help, tagged Text Mover and posted an update.

Earth Bar: Others laugh at me for being crazy, I laugh at them for being blind. Wengong, charge!

Sent.

Text Mover’s account immediately replied to Earth Bar’s account: Just wait and watch.

The two accounts started interacting.

Star Blog, Earth Bar account’s comment section.

[Do you want me to kill someone to add to your fun?]

[Wengong speaks a bit too gently, not used to it.]

[Ha ha ha ha! The above is so true!]

[What exactly is the relationship between these two?]

[Male-male? Male-female? Male-beast? Female-beast?]

[This imagery is too strong!]

[Just two lines, and I feel the wild arrogance.]

[Loved it! Loved it!]

[I’ve already used it in my Star Blog signature.]

[Above… go fast!]

[I see a future where many will laugh at others for being blind.]

[Ha ha ha! So true.]

The netizens below started to complete two lines of poetry into four, believing that ordinary poems consist of just four lines.

Bizarre answers gathered in the comment section, turning into a playful game of sequence linking, though most of them really had limited skill.

“Others laugh at my madness, I laugh at their inability to see through.

They say I am too crazy, I say you all aren’t crazy enough.”

“Crazy, crazy, what does it matter, foolishly, foolishly not by choice, others laugh at my madness, I laugh at their inability to see through.”

“Ugh, can’t you have a bit of self-awareness? My eyes are sore from watching.”

“I’ve already installed prosthetic eyes.”

Only these two fan groups were buzzing on the internet, but Cultivation and Daodao didn’t care and just let them play!

The more they played, the hotter the topics became, the two old guys from the Cultivation World spontaneously learned how to heat things up.

When it was past five in the afternoon, Fu Yunhe walked out of his room and immediately saw Nian Shutong munching on a cucumber, watching the big screen.

“Ah! Just slap him!” Nian Shutong was watching a TV drama where the female lead caught her boyfriend with another woman in a hotel, and instead of reacting immediately, she cried and cried for ages before finally forgiving him.

Nian Shutong felt her worldview being greatly shocked, so angry she wished she could jump into the scene and beat up the treacherous couple.

“I’m so angry! I’m not watching anymore! No more!”

She turned off the screen with a swipe and took a deep breath.

She couldn’t watch any more, it would affect her Dao Heart’s stability.

It was the first time Fu Yunhe saw Nian Shutong this annoyed and helpless, and a trace of indulgence he himself didn’t recognize swelled in his eyes; he walked over and sat down on the couch.

“Do you still like this sort of show?”

“Not at all!”

Fu Yunhe, looking at the assertive Nian Shutong, waved his hand and turned the screen back on.

“Since you don’t like it, we can change it.” Fu Yunhe began to navigate the options, but he had to narrate his actions as he went.

As she listened to Fu Yunhe’s voice, Nian Shutong’s eyes held a touch of annoyance. Stupid Daodao!

Daodao had told her to watch it to pass the time, while he himself went off to cultivate.

But Daodao hadn’t mentioned she could switch channels. Nian Shutong thought about changing it but didn’t know how to operate it and had even whispered to the screen for a good while, feeling foolish.

“Do you like this? All this fighting, it should be fun.”

“Indeed, it’s nice. I like it when it’s thrilling.”

Fu Yunhe mentioned something that caught her interest. “You should try playing games, sync with the virtual world, it will be exhilarating.”

Nian Shutong, completely clueless, turned her head to look at Fu Yunhe.

“When we get back, I’ll teach you. You’ll also be helping me test something; I’ve been developing a game, and if it’s a hit, we could make more money.”

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“Okay.”

After they agreed, they both went out together to find Yu Zeming and requested a kitchen.

Yu Zeming hadn’t left work today, specifically waiting for the two of them. When all three arrived in the kitchen, Yu Zeming and Nian Shutong sat on stools on one side, leaving Fu Yunhe busy alone.

“Oh my, I’m so excited! What are you making?” Yu Zeming watched Fu Yunhe mixing dough, clueless about what was being made, yet his mouth was already watering.

“I’m making spring pancakes, which will also be the main content of tonight’s livestream.” Fu Yunhe skillfully maneuvered, placing neat little balls of dough in a tray.

By this time, Yu Zeming could no longer sit still; he stood in a spot where he wouldn’t be in the way, watching Fu Yunhe’s moves.

Rolling the dough, brushing on oil, then rolling it thinner.

Such thin pancakes? Won’t they tear?

Once all the pancakes were rolled out, Fu Yunhe started steaming them.

He then turned to start cooking, beginning with bean sprouts he brought from the small wooden house.

He was also planning to make stuffed bell peppers, which should be delicious.

As he deep-fried the peppers, Yu Zeming helplessly squatted beside the pot.

His eyes never left Fu Yunhe’s spatula, the focused, heartfelt gaze making Fu Yunhe, who was cooking, feel somewhat uneasy.

Nian Shutong, on the other hand, wanted to laugh, feeling a bit superfluous.