Joining Mihayou, the savior, I was targeted by Ellie

"Okay, okay, why is Mei, like Teacher Jizi, who can't even tell the difference between games and reality."

"Stupid Qiyana, do you have the right to speak of others?" Bronya taunted mercilessly.

"Who was the one who cried until he couldn't sleep at night after watching the last lesson?" Zhen also added a knife.

"Until now, I have been talking about Mr. Jizi one by one."

Seeing that her younger sister is still so energetic, Urandale, who had been nervous for Qiyana just now, couldn't help laughing.

"Oh~~ I made a slip of the tongue! When dubbing, it's so easy to correct the teacher one by one."

After explaining casually, Qiyana walked up to Ye Ming again, and she stretched out her fist and said with a confident smile:

"I will work hard for the next story, at least I won't cry during the dubbing."

"Don't be so full of words."

Ye Ming also stretched out his hand and touched Qiyana's fists.

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"Ye Ming, when will the funeral be held? Players request a live broadcast of the whole process."

The next day, Zhen, who was in charge of collecting players' opinions, looked at the full comments and felt a little headache.

"It's really impatient. I'm anxious to see the funeral even before the event is over."

"Because the amount has already been exceeded, so I don't want to wait."

Ulandal printed out the players' opinions and handed them to Ye Ming's table.

"I'll see what everyone wants to see..."

As soon as Ye Ming picked up the report to read, he was rolled his eyes by the abuse throughout.

"No, these people are not right?"

Ye Ming said innocently:

"There are so many garbage activities, the values ​​​​collapse, and the characters cheat Krypton. Damn the planning."

"I don't take these blames, I have never done these things."

Having said that, Ye Ming couldn't help but suspect...

Is there really such an inappropriate plan in this world?

Do you have to fight against the players to make money?

Let everyone have fun, isn't it good to have a comfortable krypton gold?

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The second half of this chapter is mainly for teasing, and has nothing to do with the setting of the main line.

62. Say it quickly, thank you Bao Ye (the funeral begins)

"It should be that the players made a mistake. Wouldn't it be better to ignore these opinions?"

With that said, Rita brought a plate of tea for Ye Ming.

"Um……"

Ye Ming wanted to ignore everyone's opinions, but after he closed his eyes and thought about it, he had a new idea.

"No, their demands should be answered."

"Why? What they scolded has nothing to do with you, right?" Rita asked curiously.

"I can feel full of anger from their messages. They must have been treated unfairly."

"The players are innocent. Since someone treats them like this, I also want to provide the players with a chance to vent."

Having said that, Ye Ming emphasized again:

"However! I don't take the blame if it's not mine! I only serve those players who tell me about my story!"

"As for the planning of those inappropriate people, I will use holographic CG technology to restore 100% for the players, and then vent my anger on everyone."

Therefore, Ye Ming's initial plan was to hold several funerals in succession.

One is my promise to everyone, and the other is to use black technology to pull out those plans that have done all the bad things for everyone to criticize.

"Ye Ming, look at this, everyone asks you to be buried as Otto."

The girls in the studio stopped what they were doing and started to pick up the players' requests for Ye Ming.

"I understand, I understand, that Otto is too hateful! Mr. Jizi... Ahem, sister Jizi's death is also related to him!"

Qiyana also had an angry expression.

"And I saw the official manga published by Yaedo, even my mother was killed by this person."

Ulandal said with a troubled look:

"Ye Ming, I'm very happy that you can shape your mother so well, but can't there be a happy ending?"

"It's a fictional story, it doesn't matter if it's a little tragic."

Ye Ming smiled meaningfully:

"Anyway, your life is beautiful in reality, isn't it?"

"That's right."

"However, dressing up as Otto..."

Ye Ming ran to the props room to get a set of blond fake long hair. After putting it on his head, he tidied up his black hair and made it fit perfectly.

"What do you think?"

"Yeah~~!"

"This is really..."

Seeing Ye Ming's long golden hair, the girls' eyes could not wait to burst out.

"So cute~!"

"Although the ponytail is great, this wife hairstyle is also very tasteful!"

"Oops~Oops~"

Rita, who is usually dignified, is caressing her rosy cheeks with her hands, and at the same time showing a criminal smile:

"If you can be a few years younger, no...it's not impossible."

Ulandal had never seen Rita like this before, so she was too frightened to speak for a moment.

"That's not okay."

Nashida, who was sitting in A Ci's arms, said:

"Although it looks beautiful, it doesn't look like Otto at all."

"Hey, it's easy."

Ye Ming took the tools used to model Otto before, and pasted a layer of simulated skin on his face. After a while, he disguised Otto's face.

"Is it similar this time? As for the color of the pupils, it's good to wear colored contact lenses."

"Uh……"

"Also, it really looks like..."

"A little uncomfortable……"

The girls who were still salivating over Ye Ming, when they saw the "pseudo-Otto" in front of them showed expressions of being stuck by fishbone, they unconsciously took half a step back.

"I don't know why, but seeing this person gives me a headache."

Fu Hua rubbed his forehead.

"What else do players want?"

"Let me see, the black man carried the coffin, and the coffin boards jumped repeatedly, just because of dancing..."

Qiyana couldn't understand after reading it.

"Just because of what?"

"Oh, don't worry about that, I'll just go to the farmers market and buy one."

You have to prepare a set of black and white overalls.

"The rest are some very aggressive suggestions, which can be regarded as straight-ball scolding."

"Haha, that has nothing to do with me, let those who are hated plan to take the blame."

After that, a group of people chartered a car and came to the Pastoral Hall together.

Bronya was walking alone. She said she wanted to drive her own motorcycle, but was stopped by the traffic police halfway, which wasted a lot of time.

"Master Hu, can these requests be fulfilled?"

"Of course! We provide one-stop service in Xiangshengtang!"

As he said that, Hu Tao clapped his hands, and four black men in suits and sunglasses came out.

"As for the coffin planks you mentioned repeatedly jumping..."

Walnut shouted:

"Floating house!"

"coming!"

Soon, a strong man with four arms and purple skin came out.

"The world I reconstructed is really inclusive..."

Ye Ming looked at this strong four-handed man, and at the calm eyes of the others, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

Not only the beautiful girls of beast mothers, but also the images of Yashas can be accepted by everyone.

"Ooooh! You! You're not the one!"

Seeing Ye Ming, Fushe was as happy as a 300-pound child. He ran to Ye Ming and hugged Ye Ming with four hands.

But as soon as Ye Ming was lifted high, Fushe showed a confused expression.

"Oh... who are you here?"

"Floating house! You don't know Ye Ming and you still lift him up! Put it down!"

"Oh! Sorry, sorry!"

After Fu She apologized, Hu Tao stood up and explained:

"Admiral Floating House, he can throw the coffin into the sky, turn around in the air for three and a half weeks, land and catch it firmly, and then swing the coffin like a nunchuck."

"You can even play multiple coffins in one go, just like throwing bottles in acrobatics, making the coffins fly all over the sky."

Ye Ming imagined that scene, and couldn't help laughing:

"Let's leave this trick to those schemes that really attract people's hatred, and I won't participate in it."

After everything was arranged, under the watch of tens of millions of people, the funeral planned by Honkai-san began.

As soon as the screen of Xiangshengtang appeared, the barrage in the lower left corner was maxed out.

But it's really hard to see what content is swiped, because everyone is swiping gifts.

The horrible flow of gifts scared the super tube of the live broadcast platform to death, and hurriedly pushed the live broadcast room to the home page.

Not only that, but the funeral was divided into the main stage, the sub-stage, and the major anchor rooms to play together.

[Fuck!Isn't this Otto! 】

[It's really Otto!What about planning? 】

【Otto is planning, and planning is Otto】

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