Chapter 129

"Pah! What do you mean 'brings fortune to her husband'? You're nothing but a jinx!"

"I just touched your hand, and instantly felt bad luck clinging to me!"

"Su Meng~~~~~~" Boss Yang instantly blew up.

"I do bring fortune to my husband! I just do!"

"Your bad luck clinging to you — what does it have to do with me? You're not my husband!"

"If you really want me to bring you fortune, then you be my..."

She suddenly choked up, unable to continue, her little face blushing red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The cameraman behind them nearly spat up a mouthful of old blood.

Are you two treating us like we don't exist?

Pulling and tugging, flirting and bickering right out on the street?

And you, Su Meng!

A few days ago you were still talking about having kids early with Liu Tianxian, and now you already want Boss Yang to bring you fortune again?

Scumbag!

……

"Everyone, welcome back!"

The chief director's face had bloomed into a flower.

No wonder — they'd monopolized the Weibo trending list, and the livestream's popularity had exploded. How could he not be happy?

As expected of me — the man who has grasped the supreme realm of variety shows!

"Today's work is done. I wonder how everyone's harvest was? Who's going to share?"

"I'll go first!" Hua Chenyu couldn't wait to jump out, a barely concealed smugness on his face.

"I was a rapper for a whole day today, and earned fifty-six thousand!"

"Impressive, impressive..." Quite a few people slightly furrowed their brows, perfunctorily echoing in agreement.

But in the livestream, curses had already risen from all sides.

"Bah! What kind of trash is that? You call that rap? It's not even as good as Deng Ziqi's first line going up."

"Harvesting leeks! This is blatant harvesting of fan leeks! Do you really think everyone else is blind?"

"Huahua is still handsome! Too bad all my pocket money is spent, otherwise I could've tipped him a few hundred more."

"No real skill at all. If I were on site, Huahua could've earned at least a hundred thousand!"

"If the young lady upstairs really has the skill, she might as well go beg for food with Su Meng."

……

"Deng Ziqi, how about you?" Although the chief director already had a rough idea, he still asked.

Deng Ziqi grinned sheepishly, a little embarrassed.

"I ran into a group of fans, and ended up completely forgetting about the rapper thing."

"Went to a KTV and hung out with the fans for a whole day..."

"No way?" Boss Yang was instantly consumed by resentment.

I spent all day begging for food, and you went off to play?

"So you're saying you didn't earn a single cent today?"

Deng Ziqi thought for a moment, then suddenly her eyes lit up.

"It's not like I didn't earn anything. The fans treated me to barbecue, and they ordered too much."

"There was quite a bit left over, so I packed it all up and brought it back. Does that count as earning?"

"I hereby declare that your barbecue now belongs to me. I'm starving to death."

The moment Boss Yang heard there was barbecue, she was instantly energized and directly declared ownership of the barbecue.

Deng Ziqi stared at her, her face full of curiosity.

"Starving to death? Didn't you go beg for food with Su Meng today? Didn't Su Meng say he'd take you to make big money?"

"What was your harvest today?"

Boss Yang's body stiffened, the corner of her mouth twitching several times.

"You probably won't believe it if I tell you, but the two of us begged for a whole day and only got... two flatbreads..."

Huh? The crowd was instantly dumbfounded, their gazes swiveling in unison toward Su Meng.

Weren't you pretty fierce before?

You were singing and even pulled a few hundred yuan off the chief director.

But the moment it came to actual combat, you just collapsed?

A dragon at home, a worm away?

Just a tiny bit better than the men's national football team?

Under the gaze of everyone, Su Meng didn't look the least bit embarrassed. He spread his hands and said helplessly.

"Can't be helped. My fans were too enthusiastic."

"The moment I got those two flatbreads, they bought out the entire market, not leaving me a single leaf!"

Several people listened in bewilderment, but Boss Yang ruthlessly exposed him.

"Pah! Stop putting gold on your own face. What 'your fans'?"

"They're fans of Su Meng, Boss Su Ba, Master Su, AKA Kabuda·Meng, the father of Liu Tianxian's precious child... what does that have to do with you, Su the Beggar?"

"Wait, how did I get dragged into this?" Liu Tianxian instantly grew anxious.

"What do you mean 'the father of my precious child'? I'm still..."

"Save your breath!" Boss Yang had already opened fire with everything she had.

"Today Su Meng announced it in front of everyone — there's no way he could possibly like you. Just give up on that idea!"

Huh? That explosive?

Everyone's gaze lingered between Su Meng and Liu Tianxian's faces. What on earth did I miss today?

……

In the livestream, ever since Su Meng appeared, the bullet comments had never stopped.

"Hahaha, this melon is truly satisfying — this old man is content!"

"Su Meng only got two sesame flatbreads? Don't think I didn't notice — your little assistant was the one who paid!"

"It's not that Su Meng couldn't get more; he was helping out the small vendors."

"I just made a meal for my mom, and she couldn't bear to eat it herself, kept pushing it back and forth with my dad. Da Mimi teaches so well."

"Little sis, are you sure it's just because it tasted so good that your mom couldn't bear to eat it?"

"Don't be too real, upstairs sis — go, little sis, you got this!"

"So happy! Mom's encouraging me to be a fan of big brother!"

……

At the recording site, Su Meng cut the topic short directly.

"What about you, Xiao Yueyue? Busking is your bread and butter — you should've earned quite a bit, right?"

Xiao Yueyue scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

"My skills aren't that great, and I didn't have the nerve to take too much, so I only took a hundred yuan for meals."

"Those uncles and aunties…"

"Wait, uncles and aunties?" Su Meng cut him off directly.

"Where did you go busk today? Didn't you find somewhere lively?"

Xiao Yueyue explained.

"Clappers are pretty traditional after all, so I figured middle-aged and older folks would probably like them more, so I went to the park."

"Oh, you!" Su Meng patted Xiao Yueyue on the shoulder, his tone full of temptation.

"Didn't you ever think about carrying this craft to greater heights?"

"Listen to me — tomorrow, find a place with lots of young people, and get more young folks to fall in love with clappers."

"Tomorrow I'll go with you — I'll help you out!"

"Huh? Then where to?" Xiao Yueyue blinked his little eyes, his face full of confusion.

Su Meng let out a sneaky chuckle and raised his finger to point.

"Tomorrow at the Convention and Exhibition Center, there's a comic con! And there it's all…"