25: Chapter 25 If it had been just a little longer, the wound would have healed.

Fortunately, this awkwardness on the scene did not last long; a young girl quickly trotted over carrying a first-aid kit.

"Teacher Zhou! Let me see the wound!"

She squatted down, opened the first-aid kit, and took out iodophor, cotton swabs, and a band-aid, her movements quite deft.

Only then did Su Qing let go of the hand covering Zhou Yichen's eyes, taking a step back, but she still stood nearby, staring at his hand with a nervous look.

Zhou Yichen pressed his lips tightly together, his gaze instinctively looking toward the ceiling, and then slowly extended his fingers.

The girl took a cotton swab dipped in iodophor, leaned in to look at the "shocking" wound, and her movements paused for a moment.

The corners of her mouth twitched almost imperceptibly, but she quickly resumed a professional expression.

"Teacher Zhou, it might hurt a little, please bear with it."

"Mn."

Zhou Yichen nodded, a hint of endurance in his voice.

But soon, the very moment the iodophor touched the wound...

"Ugh ah!!!!"

Another scream echoed through the entire kitchen.

Zhou Yichen shrank back entirely, his expression distorted, and tear tracks that hadn't dried yet still hung at the corners of his eyes, making it impossible to tell for a moment whether it was caused by the onions.

"It hurts hurts hurts hurts hurts!"

This scream could be said to have thoroughly startled Zhou Yichen's fans in the live broadcast room.

[Yichen, don't cry, don't cry, you are a prince, a prince cannot shed tears!]

[I think Older Brother is so brave, he made it through such a terrifying wound]

[The people around are truly cold, isn't anyone going to take care of it!]

[Exactly, what kind of lousy show is this! Sisters, let's report it and get it taken down together!]

Scene.

The moment Zhou Yichen howled, Su Qing hurriedly rushed up again, covering his eyes with one hand and gently patting his shoulder with the other.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, Yichen, bear with it, it will be fine right away."

The girl's hand holding the cotton swab hung mid-air, her expression a bit stiff; she had only touched him once and hadn't even started applying it yet.

Now that Zhou Yichen was acting so exaggeratedly, she didn't even know if she should continue.

Everyone else at the scene also instinctively covered their foreheads, their expressions filled with helplessness.

The netizens in the live broadcast room had laughed themselves completely crazy.

[Hahahahahahaha I laughed so hard my jaw dislocated]

[A little more pain and it would have healed.jpg]

[I give up, it's a pity this acting skill isn't used in cheesy idol dramas]

[Is Su Qing truly heartbroken, or is she acting? I feel like she's even more into the role than Zhou Yichen]

[The two of them cooperate seamlessly, I suggest locking them in together directly]

[Where are Zhou Yichen's fans? Come out and walk a couple of steps]

[Older Brother is so brave (dog head)]

[Upstairs, adding a dog head is useless, the little fairy has already tracked the network cable to hack you]

The bullet comments became a complete mess, but the online viewer count kept rising.

Director Zhou saw the data, but his expression was a bit complex.

Should he be happy, or should he be speechless?

What made him happy was that the popularity had risen again, and what made him speechless was that this popularity was traded for Zhou Yichen's "severe injury".

One can only say it's a bit bizarre.

But truth be told, this popularity was indeed really high.

"Sigh."

Lu Li stayed nearby for a while and shook his head; he really couldn't stay down any longer.

It really burned the eyes.

A two-millimeter wound was wailed with the posture of an amputation, and a group of people surrounded him like they were serving an emperor.

What a majestic life.

Especially Zhou Yichen himself, who interpreted the word "actor" to the extreme.

On one hand, he pretended to press his lips together to act strong, and on the other hand, every few seconds he would let out a "hiss-ah" sound to remind everyone that he was still in pain.

Lu Li turned around silently.

He couldn't bear to watch anymore, he really couldn't bear to watch.

If he looked any longer, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to help rolling his eyes on the spot, and by then he would still be the one blasted by the whole internet.

Walking a few steps out of the kitchen, Lu Li swept his gaze across the living room and finally landed on Shen Qingxue.

Shen Qingxue didn't crowd over; to be precise, she just watched the movements of this group of people from not far away.

If one had to describe her current emotions...

Lu Li could only think of four words.

"None of my business."

To be honest, Lu Li suddenly felt that this sister was truly calm—no, it couldn't be said to be calm either, anyway, that feeling was completely indescribable.

Lu Li thought for a moment and suddenly whistled in the direction of Shen Qingxue.

"Whew."

The sound wasn't loud, but it at least ensured that Shen Qingxue could hear it.

Sure enough, upon hearing the sound, Shen Qingxue instinctively turned her head to look over.

Lu Li lifted his chin at her and tilted his head toward the direction of the kitchen door, signaling her to follow.

Shen Qingxue glanced at him, without hesitation, and walked directly toward his direction.

The two of them walked into the living room one after the other.

There was no one in the living room; the other guests and staff were still gathered around Zhou Yichen over by the kitchen.

A few cameras were still set up, but the cameramen had all run over to film the big news.

Lu Li walked over to the sofa, sat down heavily, leaned back, and his whole body sank into the soft cushions.

Shen Qingxue sat down on the single sofa opposite him, looking at him expressionlessly.

"What are you doing?"

Lu Li tilted his head to look at her and couldn't help laughing.

"I should be asking you instead, are you still watching? What is there to look at with that group of people?"

Shen Qingxue didn't speak.

Lu Li continued speaking, a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"Stop wasting time, go cook, what is there to look at, isn't this purely a siss..."

Halfway through his words, Lu Li suddenly stopped.

Because out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a camera in the corner of the living room still turned on, and the lens was pointing right at him...

Barring any accidents, this camera should be filming the small window view, and the people in the live broadcast room could still see and hear it.

Lu Li wanted to curse.

No, shouldn't everyone be filming Zhou Yichen at a time like this? Why is there still one filming the living room?

As for what word was supposed to follow his sentence "purely a siss...", anyone normal could guess it.

Wouldn't that be directly opening fire?

As for what kind of fire you ask? Sissy!

Sure enough, this scene was directly captured by netizens in the live broadcast room, and some people instantly exploded.

[Lu Li, what grade are you? How dare you compare yourself to my Older Brother!]

[Exactly, do you deserve it? What qualification does a third-rate obscure celebrity like you have to evaluate Older Brother Yichen?!]

[Ahhhhhhh! I'm so pissed off, I want to report him!!]

[Sisters, charge! Rush this guy for me!]

[Holy crap, Lu Li really dares to say anything...]

[Indeed, although this sentence wasn't finished, everyone knows what he wanted to say hahahaha]

[The little fairies have gone crazy, brothers, retreat quickly]

[Holy crap holy crap, the little fairies are attacking, I'm retreating first]

[Holy crap! Wait for me, I haven't gotten on board yet]

[Oh holy crap! Holy crap! Wait for me! I haven't gotten on board either!!!]

[Hahahahahahalaughed me to death, this generation of netizens really knows how to retreat]

For a moment, the bullet comments instantly turned into a melee between two factions.

Zhou Yichen's fans crazily flooded the screen cursing Lu Li.

Meanwhile, passersby and trolls fanned the flames in the middle, and occasionally there were a few trying to reason, but they were instantly drowned in an ocean of spittle.

The cumulative online viewer count hit a new record high.

Among them, the audience flooding into the live broadcast room were mostly little fairies coming to open fire; one person calling a van full of people was considered small.

Those with ability posted in chat groups, and a single sentence could summon a whole regiment, practically turning into Li Yunlong, pointing right at Lu Li and...

Opening fire!