Zongman: Kulaixiku, resurrection!

Chapter 352: Extra Spicy Ramen and the Letter of Allegiance

Miao Mengqin turned off the live broadcast camera on his mobile phone with trembling hands. The half-smile on his face was almost unsustainable. He did not respond to the pink-haired girl next to him who said "Today's live broadcast was a great success" but started to stare blankly at himself.

I have to admit that in the field of live streaming, especially in creating live shows, I am just a rookie in front of Ain, my loyal little fan.

Seriously, for example, this little girl can really keep the overall shape of the latte art roughly unchanged while drinking up all the coffee liquid. This amazing ventriloquism is simply amazing!

The good news is that the hundreds of online tickets were all sold out within two hours. Not only were they distributed, but the number of people in the live broadcast room reached a gratifying 2,000. Although it is less than half of his peak period, it is worth celebrating for a small and out-of-date anchor like him who is not even at the bottom of the list.

The bad news is that most of the audience came to see the little girl next to them, smiling at them with her little fangs showing. God knows if there has been any major change in the current aesthetic trend. A succubus with an angelic face and a devilish figure like Miao Mengqin is not as attractive as a pure child like Aine.

Because of the economic downturn, are people starting to like girls with small breasts in order to satisfy their desire for conquest and boost their confidence in financial investment?

Miao Mengqin fell into deep self-doubt, but Aiyin, who was sitting nearby and was subject to all kinds of dark speculations from Miao Mengqin, did not notice at all that her favorite beauty blogger was actually thinking of killing her because of her success and that she would be abandoned after her failure. She was just happily holding a half-drunk cup of hot coffee, and her slightly sweaty calves wrapped in white woolen socks and black sneakers were shaking rhythmically, keeping the beat of the little tune Aiyin was humming.

"Meow Dream Kiss? Why are you unhappy?"

Ah, these pure and innocent eyes like a child, how could I have the heart to speculate about this cute little girl who was wholeheartedly helping me sell tickets?

Miao Mengqin felt like she was about to be sunburned to death by the radiance of Saint Ain. She felt like a vampire hiding in a dark corner, breathing only on garlic and silver every day...

"Ah, it's nothing, I'm actually very happy."

"Miao Mengqin doesn't even have a smile on his face. He looks unhappy."

"This is... a new character design. I'm going to design a more elegant makeup look so I can get used to it in advance."

"Oh, I see."

Then both of them fell silent. Even if Aiyin was dumb, she could at least guess that Miao Mengqin didn't really like her. But Aiyin racked her brains but couldn't figure out how she had offended Miao Mengqin, so she just smiled awkwardly, and the tapping of her little feet gradually stopped.

The coffee gradually cooled down, and Aine's grey eyes slowly lost their intensity. She opened her mouth to say something but immediately stopped herself.

Does Meow Mengqin not like me at all? He was like that when we first met, but he wasn't just tsundere like Soyorin. He looked like he hated me completely...

If a heart is hurt on both sides, it will eventually cool down no matter how hot it is.

In fact, Miao Mengqin also felt quite embarrassed at this time. A sense of inferiority arose spontaneously as he was easily surpassed by others in the field he was best at, and it filled his entire inner world like air.

I'm the live streamer on the channel, so why is this guy so skilled...

Actually, this is not a big deal. The main reason is that he doesn't know his diligent little fan very well, so he has nothing to say. The reason why Miao Mengqin is at the bottom is that he doesn't have the ability to find something to talk about like the godly Little Blue Hat, and the ability to get along well with anyone. At this time, there is nothing he can do except be awkward.

"Hmm...Aine-san, do you want to go get some ramen?"

"Eh?"

"Eat ramen, eat ramen! I'll treat you."

Miao Mengqin was referring to the extra spicy devil ramen that he and Mana had eaten together after their street performance yesterday. The chemical weapons-grade devil pepper imported from Mexico not only penetrated Miao Meng and Mana's mouths and taste buds, but also gave Miao Mengqin an idea for recording a video.

"Is this what they call eating broadcast? Meow Mengqin is amazing!"

Listening to the exaggerated statement of his little fan, Miao Mengqin felt helpless and embarrassed. Eating broadcasts have been everywhere for a long time, and he was just eating other people's exhaust gas. He could only wave his hands shamefully.

"Shall we go? This ramen is horrible, you should think carefully."

The extra spicy ramen was indeed horrible, but the bitter drink the doctor gave me yesterday was a miracle cure. I just drank half a bottle, and both I and Mana went from being completely speechless to having a slightly husky voice with a hint of sexiness like today.

What do we have to be afraid of if we have a doctor to back us up? If the doctor gets impatient and wants to scold us, just act cute and beg him. Doctors are the kind of people who are tough on the outside but soft on the inside. I have to say that men with this kind of personality are quite cute.

The ramen restaurant is located in an alley in Shibuya. The Ascension Devil Ramen and the cosmic-sized hamburger on Central Street, of which even Yoshiko could only barely eat two, form the left and right arms of Tokyo's exotic food world.

Miao Mengqin had never successfully challenged the latter's big hamburger, but he had barely eaten two bites of the former, so he ordered two bowls as soon as he entered the door. The boss had an impression of this pretty girl, so he served it to him very readily.

"Meow Dream Honey...why don't we just go?"

Aiyin was reluctant to eat. Even though Miao Mengqin had done some ideological work on Aiyin, it was natural for her to be reluctant to eat after seeing this bowl of ramen filled with black and red noodles, with lots of skin and chili sauce, and eating a mouthful of the noodles that would make her unable to open a restaurant in her lifetime.

"Aine-san," Meow Mengqin said, feigning seriousness as he patted the pink-haired girl's shoulder, who looked rather grim. He had to admit that while the pink-haired girl's figure was a bit off, her arms were soft and her muscles were reasonably well-developed. "We're not particularly familiar with each other, are we?"

Aine nodded somewhat dully.

"Originally, we wouldn't have had any intersection, but because of the doctor and Mana-chan, our fates suddenly became entangled. So, it's necessary for us to get to know each other better, right?"

"Yes, but ah Meow Mengqin..."

"Don't worry about that!" Meow Mengqin revealed a resolute expression that was almost out of character, and Aine's heart surged. "This bowl of ramen is our token of loyalty. After we finish it, we'll be friends for life!"

"So we're good friends then?"

"Good friends! Lifelong friends! Good friends like me and Mana-chan!"

“…Okay! I’ll eat it!”

Aiyin's enthusiasm was also aroused by Miao Mengqin's passionate speech. She closed her eyes and was ready to give her life to the embrace of the Mexican devil pepper.

"My name is Chihaya Aine, please take care of me, Meow Dream-sama... It's so hot, so hot, so hot!"

"My name is Yutenji Wakami. Please take care of me from now on, Aine-san! Huhuhuhu la la la!"

Later, when the two of them were looking for a doctor with swollen red lips and making gestures to beg for help, Miao Mengqin remembered that he had forgotten to turn on the camera.