The Strong Female Lead Versus The Most Miserable Male Lead-Chapter 467: Fatal Embarrassment

Little River Live was about to start broadcasting.

All eyes turned to Nian Shutong’s spot, where she, resembling a nearsighted old lady, was stretching her neck, squinting at the Light Computer as if she had presbyopia, and occasionally bumping into the old man beside her.

"Hey, look, is it about to start broadcasting, what time does it say?"

"Let me see."

Fu Yunhe also craned his neck, his eyes squinting as if he couldn’t see clearly, then pretended to pull out a pair of glasses from his pocket and put them on.

"Ah... it really is about to broadcast, starting in just ten minutes."

After Fu Yunhe spoke, he turned curiously towards the two scammers with a chuckle and asked, "You guys are really good people, aren’t you? You must think we’re bored sitting on the Starship and are preparing to entertain us with a performance, right?"

"Oh my, does that mean I can appear in the broadcast?"

Nian Shutong stood up dramatically and said to Fu Yunhe, "Do you think this outfit is alright? I’ve lived so many years as an old woman and have never been on TV."

"Granny, it’s not TV, it’s live streaming."

Nian Shutong waved her hand indifferently, "Doesn’t matter, anything goes."

The three of them played off each other, not giving the others a chance to interject.

By now, sweat began to bead on the forehead of the man opposite them. What should he do?

Why would Little River Live start broadcasting out of the blue?

They had researched thoroughly; once Little River Live announced a stop in broadcasting, the timing only ever increased, never decreased.

The female scammer behind the male tugged at the corner of his clothes, prompting him to shout irritably, "What?"

The loudness of his voice drew frequent sideways glances from others. Was this Little River?

The man realized his slip and immediately made up for it by saying, "Boss, we didn’t bring that many ingredients. If you wanted to broadcast, you should’ve told me."

"It’s my fault. How about we change locations? It’s a bit cramped here, and I still have some ingredients."

Her suggestion immediately had the man nodding in agreement, but before he could finish speaking, Master Huo from Nian Shutong’s group stood up.

Although he didn’t understand why, it was obvious the master wanted to keep these two people around, so there was nothing more to say.

No need to be polite," said Master Huo as he stood up and took a few steps to the front of the VIP room, using his Light Computer to scan the wall in front of the room.

The wall, in the eyes of everyone, slowly opened up, revealing a clean, tidy, spacious, and brightly lit kitchen.

"This kitchen is at your disposal; consider it a token of goodwill. Meeting is fate, after all."

Master Huo’s generosity caught the two scammers off guard.

Behind them, "Master Fan," who had been carrying a large black pot all along, now stood up and said, "I’m going to the bathroom."

The first to flee by pretending to pee was deemed the most successful.

Unfortunately, Master Huo was still present.

"There’s no need for the chef carrying the pot to trouble himself; there’s a private restroom here. This way, please."

Master Huo’s invitation stopped the would-be escapee mid-step, making him reluctantly retract his foot.

"Thank you, you’re so kind."

The man’s ambiguous comment did not change Master Huo’s expression; he simply continued with the inviting gesture.

He even addressed the two people who were pondering their next move, "Aren’t you two going to prepare?"

"Heh heh..." The fake man laughed awkwardly. What to do now?

"Oh my, I really am in for a treat. You two better start preparing the ingredients."

It was that well-fed man again, the one who had already paid for his purchases, the first to respond.

Nian Shutong looked down and chuckled to herself. They really were all in cahoots. What did you call this?

On Earth, this is called a shill.

The rotund man’s words had the two scammers immediately stand up and say to everyone, "We have some ingredients outside, we’ll go get them right now, please wait a moment."

"No need, whatever you need, I’ll provide," said the ever-helpful Master Huo as a cabinet in the kitchen rose from the ground. The transparent shelves displayed a variety of over a dozen vegetables, and some meat as well.

The scammers’ steps were interrupted again as they glared at Master Huo with fire in their eyes, "How could we possibly use your ingredients?"

"Don’t worry about it, didn’t you just offer my big sister a peach? As her little brother, I’ve got to show some gratitude," Master Huo retorted, pointing to Nian Shutong, who had been enjoying the commotion, and introduced her very naturally, "My big sister, and her husband."

"Whoa, look at the time," said Nian Shutong, raising her Light Computer to check the time and gazing at the two scammers, "What are we eating today?"

"Hey, hey, hey, when did Little River Live start? You guys aren’t live yet?"

Fu Yunhe also stood up at just the right moment; on his Light Computer, the live stream from Little River Live had just begun, and noises could be heard coming through.

"Is it on yet?"

"Ha ha, move aside, I’m the chef."

"No, a good Samaritan told me to help you out."

"Don’t disturb the chef."

"It’s started, we’ve begun."

"Can you do it, Rubble? Otherwise, let Master Fan take over!"

The voices of Ha Ha and Rubble followed one after another; they were still talking even as the live stream had been on for a minute. frёewebnoѵēl.com

On the other side, before the live stream could properly start, another voice joined in.

"Rubble, you handle the equipment while I cook."

"Ha Ha, you go wait across the street."

Master Fan’s voice steadied the situation.

"Hello everyone, this is Little River Live, but I’m not Little River."

"Boss and Xiao He are out, so for the next few days, Rubble and I will be filling in for them."

"I’m not much for words, just here to cook for everyone. You watch, you eat, and we wrap up perfectly."

"I’ll be making you a ’Squirrel Fish’—sweet and sour, delicious, and it looks just like a fish dressed up as a squirrel."

"Alright, let’s get started."

Master Fan on the other side, indeed, began preparing the ’Squirrel Fish’, with Rubble’s voice acting as a voiceover.

Rubble’s voice, devoid of any emotion and mechanical, began a very unique live broadcast explanation for everyone.

"Choose a mandarin fish, which is high-bodied and laterally compressed, with a pronounced hump behind the eyes, and a moderately large head..."

"This mandarin fish measures thirty-six point eight centimeters in length, about seven centimeters in width, making it a rather plump one."

During the live stream, Rubble’s voice continued, but the person doing the voiceover had fallen behind schedule.

While the fish on that side was almost ready for the pot, the narration was still discussing how "plump" the fish was.

Today’s Little River Live was indeed a live stream with its own unique flair.

However, Nian Shutong’s side seemed even livelier.

At this moment, everyone understood that these were scammers.

Rubble and Master Fan were both at home, so these three were fraudsters, with one of the robots even trying to impersonate Rubble.

The man, trying for one last struggle, pointed at the person by his side and said, "We have several robots named Rubble, and Master Fan is just one of our many Master Fans."

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