Chapter 248: Chapter 246: Do Not Leave Chapter 248: Chapter 246: Do Not Leave Ding dong, Mr. Yu’s arms shot out instantly, fully extended like a protective mother hen.

“Don’t move! Everyone, stay still!”

Mr. Yu felt his heart tight, an unprecedented sensation.

He opened his Light Computer and saw a reply from Earth Bar, he held his breath halfway, uncertain whether it was good or bad.

Clicking on the email, a glance at the word count left him slightly disheartened.

Nine words.

What could that possibly say?

Oh well, might as well take a look.

Mr. Yu’s eyes moved downward as he read the email.

“I want all, won’t leave, thank you.”

Those simple nine words conjured a look on Mr. Yu’s face, a smile best described as “elder’s indulgence.”

Not bad, someone who listens to advice.

On the other side, Yu Zeming, noticing Mr. Yu’s unusual smile, had already sidled up to his brother Yu Zeling, elbowing him in the ribs.

“Bro, have you ever seen Dad make that face?”

“No.”

“Me neither,” Yu Zeming pondered. “What if Earth Bar turns out to be some old geezer?”

Yu Zeling’s normally composed sitting posture stiffened upon hearing this.

That mental image was too beautiful, unfit for imagination.

But…
“How do you know it won’t be a charming old lady?”

With that remark, Yu Zeling got up and walked away.

Leaving Yu Zeming alone on the couch, endlessly pondering that thought–old lady?

Stepmom?

He swallowed hard and thought, well, stepmom it is, as long as I can use the song.

After weighing it for a while, Yu Zeming resolutely decided to trade his old man for the song’s rights.

Unfortunately, Mr. Yu ultimately refused him, insisting that he had already said too much today and couldn’t say more.

He asked Yu Zeming to wait two more days.

Yu Zeming had no choice but to leave disappointed.

Never mind, if he couldn’t use it, no one else could, and with that thought, he indeed felt more at peace.

As Yu Zeming left the Yu House, Mr. Yu quickly called Yu Zeling, and they started planning what event to organize.

It must be their Poetry Club being too quiet; they definitely needed some noise.

After a discussion, their core focus was how to attract Earth Bar to participate.

“Dad, maybe offer a higher prize?”

“Nonsense! Someone who writes poetry like that wouldn’t care about prize money!”

Yu Zeling had a differing opinion, but he put it diplomatically, “I believe Earth Bar views money as dirt, but expenses are inevitable, right?”

“And besides, it can’t just be one person participating, right? What about other people? They need a reason to come, don’t they?”

Mr. Yu wasn’t really an old fogey, and though he occasionally lost his temper, it was mostly with his two sons.

“Alright, then more. We gave five million for the song contest, let’s double it, make it ten million.”

“I refuse to believe our Poetry Club can’t make it big.”

With a final word, a ten million prize poetry event was set into motion.

Of course, this was still under secret deliberation; otherwise, Nian Shutong would have certainly made Mr. Yu realize whether his lofty and virtuous ideals could be tempted by money.

At this meanwhile, Nian Shutong had finished dinner and was watching Fu Yunhe prepare for a live stream.

“Xiao He, what are you streaming tonight?”

“Minced Garlic Oysters and Sizzling Squid.”

“Squid?” Nian Shutong thought of the time an octopus fell on Fu Yunhe’s head during their first sea outing and joked, “You’re taking your revenge a bit late, aren’t you?”

While setting up equipment and arranging ingredients, Fu Yunhe didn’t even need to look up as he earnestly replied, “A gentleman’s revenge is never too late even after ten years.”

“You’ve said that before.”

“Haha… not bad, not bad. One can indeed learn.”

After exchanging a few words, they each got ready in their respective positions.

Fu Yunhe was preparing for the live stream, while Nian Shutong and his crew were getting ready to watch it.

Looking over at the opposite side, Fu Yunhe always felt like he was the sole breadwinner supporting a bunch of spendthrifts.

At that moment on the other side of the live stream, Nian Shutong was in the middle with Dou Dou and Ji Sisi beside him, and further on the sides were Elder Hua and Rubble. Ha Ha sat right in front of Nian Shutong, looking up.

Most important of all, this bunch was exceedingly well-prepared.

A plate of strawberries, a serving of beef with sauce, a portion of garlic pork ribs, accompanied by some tomatoes and cucumbers, and even honey water.

Are you guys really here to support the live stream?

“Start already!”

“Xiao He, it’s already seven.”

Ha Ha and Rubble urged, making Fu Yunhe divert his attention, feeling that by the time he ended the stream, there would be nothing left.

Nevertheless, work must go on.

At seven, the live stream began.

“Hello everyone, I’m Xiao He.”

“Today’s live stream features minced garlic oysters and iron plate squid.”

[New stuff, new stuff!]
[Get started!]
[What’s an oyster?]
[What kind of fish is a squid?]
Fu Yunhe had already begun the introduction, taking out an oyster and placing it under the camera–a greenish, uneven stone-like thing displayed under the lens.

This time, the people in the live stream room weren’t so surprised; after all, crabs look inedible but turn out to be delicious.

“This is called an oyster. It doesn’t grow deep in the sea, but on the rocks at the shore. When the tide goes out, you can go to the beach to see them.”

“Using a tool to pry it open, inside is something like this, which is the oyster.”

“We keep the shell below, sprinkle on some seasoned minced garlic, and put it on this iron plate to slowly roast. When the fragrance of garlic fills the air, it’s about ready.”

Having quickly introduced how to prepare the oysters, he next took out a very ugly fish.

[Oh my! What’s this?]
[This isn’t a fish!]
[Can you even eat something like this?]
[It’s better with a hard shell like crab; this soft squishy thing with suckers looks unappetizing.]
Fu Yunhe had grabbed a fresh squid, but now it had its suckers stuck to his wrist, and he had been trying to remove it for quite some time.

[Hahaha! Although it’s sad for Xiao He, I want to laugh.]
[It’s really funny.]
[This fish, it must fancy Hand Brother’s hand.]
[Hahaha! A lustful fish too.]
Fu Yunhe didn’t know whether this octopus was lustful or not, but he truly couldn’t get it off.

He had no choice but to look helplessly towards the other side, where only Nian Shutong seemed reliable.

Nian Shutong thought the same, so he had no choice but to stand up and come over.

The next moment, another good-looking hand entered the frame of the live stream.

This hand merely used two fingers to gently pinch a tentacle and with what seemed like a casual tug, pulled it off.

Not only that, another hand entered the frame.

But the next moment, the image had a somewhat violently beautiful aesthetic.