The transmigrated younger sister of a powerful figure in a novel is forced to become the beloved pet

Chapter 231 The House Swap Dispute

What she needs to do now is to do a good job with her live stream and seize this opportunity to gain more followers.

This opportunity was rare for her; if she missed it, it would be gone forever.

The more trouble Su Mingyue causes, the more wronged she becomes, and perhaps netizens will even feel sorry for her and help her gain more fans.

This is better than anything else.

The comments section was exactly as Lin Yan had predicted.

Su Mingyue's outrageous actions led to a barrage of criticism, which even drew attention to other live streams.

Some netizens also felt very sorry for Lin Yan, which led to an increase in her fan count.

Tu Sibo's live stream was even more bizarre and dramatic than Su Mingyue's.

The adobe house that Tu Sibo drew had not been lived in for a long time; the bed and the floor were covered with a thick layer of dust.

In order to avoid being homeless that night, the two had no choice but to bite the bullet and clean up.

But Tu Sibo, as a popular singer, has never done this kind of work before.

If you accidentally knock over a basin of water while wiping a table, the floor will immediately become dirty as well.

I grabbed a broom and almost tripped over a chair leg next to me and fell flat on my face.

Fortunately, Tu Xiangchen helped him up, preventing him from making a fool of himself in front of netizens.

Looking at my cousin who never lifts a finger, and the house that gets more and more chaotic the more I try to help.

Tu Xiangchen couldn't help but sigh.

If we let Tu Sibo help us again, I'm afraid no one will be able to sleep tonight.

"Brother, I can clean it up by myself. It's dusty inside. You can stay outside for a while."

Tu Sibo hesitated. He had long been unable to stay there, but he was also afraid that netizens would have a bad impression of him because of this.

He remembered that his agent had told him to perform well before he came.

Seeing that Tu Sibo had not made a statement, Tu Xiangchen became anxious, fearing that Tu Sibo would insist on staying here.

He immediately said, "Brother, you should go out now. Dust is bad for your voice. Your voice isn't very good to begin with. If dust affects your ability to speak, then..."

Under Tu Sibao's murderous gaze, Tu Xiangchen quickly shut his mouth.

The comments section was already bursting with laughter.

"The investigation is over. Tu Xiangchen didn't come here to do a TV show; he came here to pick up where his brother left off."

"No, he's here to collect a debt from his brother."

"Hahaha, so you're saying Tu Sibao came here to be publicly executed!"

"I really envy Tu Sibo. His mental fortitude is amazing. Even after Yuan Yangyang exposed his sugar daddy, he still had the mood to record the show."

"Those are all baseless rumors. Our Brother Tu is upright and has nothing to fear. Trolls, get lost!"

Tu Sibo has a lot of fans in the duo's live stream room, and even if there are negative comments, they will be controlled by the fans in time.

The fans controlled the trend in the comments section until later, when Tu Sibo visited Yu's live stream, the trend gradually became uncontrollable.

Tu Sibo originally just wanted to get some fresh air in the yard, but he felt bored, so he decided to go visit other people's houses.

Unexpectedly, upon seeing Senior Yu's five spacious brick houses, they were instantly captivated.

The house is new, and the rooms are clean and spotless.

There were five rooms in total, each as big as two of his mud-brick houses. The key point is, these were rooms that people could actually live in.

Compared to his mud-brick house, which was short, small, dilapidated, and dusty, it was worse than a cowshed.

Without comparison, there is no harm; but with comparison, sending Tu Sibo back to his mud-brick house would be worse than killing him.

Tu Sibo tried to convince himself that this wasn't his house, and that he should hurry up and leave.

But Dead Legs had his own ideas and wouldn't listen to him at all.

Tu Sibao forced a fawning smile and said to Yu Junliang, "Senior Yu, I see you have quite a few rooms here. Can I stay here for free?"

I had terrible luck; I drew the worst mud-brick house. I'm afraid it'll collapse in the middle of the night.

In order to move into the big brick house, Tu Sibo went to great lengths, even resorting to playing the victim.

But that didn't mean Junliang had made a statement yet; Director Wang, watching on screen, couldn't sit still any longer.

Holding a walkie-talkie, remotely commanding.

"There are flaws in the construction of the houses. Each house can only accommodate two guests, otherwise there is a risk of collapse!"

Tu Sibo looked at the tall, sturdy tile-roofed house, his face full of confusion.

I wish I could jump into the walkie-talkie and have a good talk with Director Wang.

His face seemed to say: You're telling me this house will collapse? Are you kidding me?

Yu Junliang was speechless; the director's explanation was really careless.

I've never heard of a house being able to recognize the number of people. Director, even if you're making excuses for trouble, at least put some effort into it.

However, he won't expose it.

After all, he no longer had to rack his brains trying to figure out how to refuse Tu Sibao, which was great.

Yu Junliang felt relieved, thinking that since Director Wang had spoken, Tu Sibo would probably back down.

However, he underestimated Tu Sibao's obsession with the new house.

Just then, Qi Cheng finished tidying up his room and came over to see if Senior Yu needed any help.

But Tu Sibo caught him just in time.

Tu Sibo's eyes immediately lit up, like a demon who had been starving for three days seeing the flesh of Tang Sanzang.

The main problem was that Qi Cheng's timing was too perfect; he just happened to run into Tu Sibo's gun.

Tu Sibao was worried about what excuse to use to stay, after all, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous in front of his senior.

Although Yu Junliang doesn't have as many fans as him, the other party is more senior and older. If he's not careful, he could easily be labeled as disrespectful to his elders.

Therefore, even if he had eight hundred tricks up his sleeve, he wouldn't dare to use them recklessly in front of the camera.

The alignment results are different.

Tu Sibo didn't take the complete amateur who had never appeared in the entertainment industry seriously at all. Even if the person was good-looking, he had no fame or fans.

Since Yu Junliang's path was blocked, he decided to try another one.

"You've come at the right time. Qi Cheng, right? There's something I'd like to discuss with you."

Before Qi Cheng could speak, Tu Sibao added, "I have great respect for Senior Yu, and there are some things I'd like to discuss with him regarding acting."

However, this would make it very inconvenient for me to live elsewhere.

"How about we switch places? That would be much more convenient for both of us."

Yu Junliang frowned; he had nothing to discuss with Tu Sibo.

Moreover, he was very disgusted that Tu Sibo was using his name to do favors for himself.

Tu Sibo was completely unaware of this.

He said, "Although the conditions in the mud-brick house are not as good as this, you are in the entertainment industry. If you suffer now, your good fortune will come later."

"After the show airs, I'll make sure to ask someone to take good care of you."

Having been a celebrity for a long time, one gets used to being high above others and being fawned over and indulged by everyone, without feeling that there is anything wrong with it.

There was a hint of superiority in his tone, as if being chosen by him was a great honor.

After all, in his view, what newcomers lack most is connections and resources, and he is a hot commodity placed in front of them.

If Qi Cheng weren't stupid, he wouldn't have refused.