The Strong Female Lead Versus The Most Miserable Male Lead-Chapter 249 - 247 Why Can You Listen to Music

Chapter 249: Chapter 247 Why Can You Listen to Music?

Chapter 249 -247 Why Can You Listen to Music?

In the live stream, there were four pairs of hands that looked good to the extreme.

Who knows how many hand-enthusiasts were frantically taking screenshots, saving, saving.

Such scenes are rare in a thousand years, definitely worth saving.

As they were being saved, what were those hands behind doing?

One hand held down the octopus’s head, ignoring the tentacles that entwined around its own hand, while the other hand lifted, lifted.

“Smack”

Killed it!

Yes, a squid was just like that, smacked to death or knocked out.

[I guess that squid is dead]

[The movement was so fast, I didn’t even have time to react.]

[You’re not alone upstairs; I was taking screenshots, but the next second, violent fish killing appeared. But I want to say, how beautiful!]

[Truly beautiful, so satisfying!]

[Another one!]

[Another one]

Everyone in the comment section was clamoring for another one, and Nian Shutong felt no embarrassment, it was just a matter of slapping.

She reached out for a few more and with several smacks, several squids were already obediently lying on the table.

“That’s about enough, we can’t eat that much.”

Fu Yunhe spoke up to halt her; if she prepared so many, when would he be done grilling?

They didn’t sell these squids; they never sold any seafood they showcased in their live streams.

It’s very cheap; everyone can go and buy it themselves, chances are some are already out at sea fishing.

As for the interstellar community not having fishing boats, Fu Yunhe thought that wasn’t a problem at all—if you can make money, you’ll think of every possible way.

[Haha, why do I feel like you two are so adorable together?]

[Me too, me too.]

[The second pair of hands belongs to a woman, right?]

[Not sure, just beautiful.]

At this moment, the beautiful hands had already withdrawn, leaving only Fu Yunhe’s handsome hands. He had already started demonstrating the method for making grilled squid.

[Ying ying ying—how could you do that; the fish was already so pitiful, why treat it like that!]

[You upstairs are crazy, right?]

[Are you here seeking attention?]

[Crazy, get lost!]

Fu Yunhe hadn’t spoken yet, and this whiner had already been chased off by a crowd of netizens.

Most people in the interstellar community are belligerent by nature; although there are no great wars in their lives, the fight against the Insect Race has never ended, with constant sacrifices happening all the time.

Not to mention anything else, just take seafood, for instance—it gives many warriors new meals to eat, so they don’t always have to rely on unpalatable nutrient liquid.

Fu Yunhe also glanced at the person’s account, quietly making a mental note of it.

Not truly foolish, but rather premeditated.

However, the live stream continued.

“Grilled squid is best made on a griddle like this; after using scissors to cut open the squid, take a sharp lead like this to string it up. This will prevent it from bending during grilling.”

“Then use the scissors to cut the sides too, into fine strips about a centimeter wide like this.”

“Finally, use a flat spatula like this to keep pressing down on it.”

The sizzling sound kept ringing out.

[Feels a bit fragrant now.]

[After such processing, it doesn’t seem scary at all.]

[Why all the nonsense talk, I want to eat.]

Fu Yunhe grilled while talking about other things.

“This squid can also be stir-fried, and there are other ways to cook it, which we will record and upload videos of to Little River Video. Everyone is welcome to check them out often.”

“Everything from the live stream can definitely be found on Little River Video, but not everything from Little River Video will be featured in the live stream. Sometimes, we will upload videos of our daily meals there for everyone to see for themselves.”

“If anyone needs authorization, you can go to the Star Network yourselves. Our business hours for authorizations are Fridays and Saturdays; we’re available both days of the week, and we won’t handle any requests outside of these times.”

This was a policy set by Nian Shutong; after all, she couldn’t arrange for someone to be on standby just for these people.

Fridays and Saturdays should suffice.

As the squid needed a bit more time to grill and the oysters took quite a while, Fu Yunhe usually spent this downtime answering questions about Mechas, which, during this period, had garnered him a group of intellectually voracious fans.

These people had discovered that Fu Yunhe explained things even better than their teachers, so even if they weren’t there for the gourmet food, they would still want to listen to his explanations about Mechas.

But why hadn’t it started yet today?

[Boss, the Mecha Q&A?]

[I’ve been waiting all this time.]

[Me too, there are several questions I don’t quite understand.]

“Today we’re not going to talk about Mechas, we’ll do that tomorrow,” Fu Yunhe calmly flipped the squid and continued, “Today, please listen to a song instead.”

Listen to a song?

[No no no! I don’t want to listen!]

[I want to study!]

[I want the lesson!]

[I need problems solved!]

[What even is this live stream? I just came in and I’m a bit confused.]

[Brother, don’t be confused, we do gourmet food and part-time Mecha streaming.]

[What? You can do both at the same time?]

[Ha ha ha ha ha! This place is a miracle.]

No matter what the netizens said, the song had already started playing.

That familiar melody, those familiar lyrics, wasn’t this the hottest song on Star Network Mountain today?

Yu Zeming, who had been watching the live stream, suddenly stood up with a start, knocking his chair far behind him.

You can’t play it! You can’t play it! There’s no copyright!

Yu Zeming immediately tried to communicate with Fu Yunhe’s Light Computer, but there was no response.

With no other choice, he reluctantly called Nian Shutong, and finally got through.

A lazy “Hmm?” came from the other end.

Yu Zeming instinctively straightened up and blurted out his point in one breath, and he couldn’t quite remember exactly what he had said.

“You can’t play the song, there’s no copyright.”

Nian Shutong, who had answered the communication, casually said, “But we have the copyright!”

“Huh?” Now it was Yu Zeming’s turn to be confused. He hadn’t secured copyright, so where did hers come from?

“Do you really have the copyright? May I ask how? You must confirm it with Earth Bar first.”

“I know, we’re good buddies, didn’t you know?”

With Nian Shutong’s mention of good buddies, the floodgates of Yu Zeming’s memory were opened.

Right! These guys had previously supported Little River Live with great enthusiasm, and here he was plotting to beg his dad for the rights, how foolish he had been.

Yu Zeming cautiously, almost ingratiatingly, spoke up.

“Um, could you trouble yourself to contact Earth Bar for me? I’d like to use their song.”

Nian Shutong was lounging casually, nibbling on a slice of sauce-bathed beef. She was about to agree when Yu Zeming’s next words made her even happier.

“We’ll pay.”

Pay? What are we waiting for then!

Nian Shutong sat up straight, happily agreeing, “Go ahead and use it, I’ll get you the copyright.”

And with that, the communication ended with a single sentence.

Nian Shutong: Another chance to make money!

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Yu Zeming: Big shots like her make it look so easy to get copyrights!