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Chapter 40 Accompany me
Zhong Jingshu, who was squeezed in the middle, only showed one face outside.
If it wasn't for Big Mao Mao's considerate feeling that humans need to breathe, the Siberian tigers who kept him warm might have drowned him.
Although it is not much different from being submerged now.
Zhong Jingshu didn't sleep well, even though the medicine he took contained sleep aid ingredients, his brows were tightly furrowed when he closed his eyes.
He was not in good condition, and the big tiger lying on the side showed no emotion on his face, but his tail flicked to the ground in agitation.
After a soft sound, the landing tail stopped visible to the naked eye, and the big tiger's expression moved slightly. Seeing that Zhong Jingshu didn't respond, he gently shook the tip of the tail again.
It was getting darker and darker.
The only person in the tent who can turn on the light is still asleep.
The night vision function of the live broadcast equipment is powerful, and it can display high-definition images even in the dark.
But it is the eyes of the Siberian tiger, with a dim light in the shooting angle, which is very intimidating when matched with its huge body.
It has to be said that a strong adult Siberian tiger will give people a very handsome feeling from the appearance.
Just when the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't take their eyes off, the live broadcast screen suddenly disconnected.
Barrage:"???"
"What happened? I read it right, is it a black screen?"
For task-type live broadcasts, the highest authority that has ever appeared was obtained by Zhong Jingshu, who can adjust the angle of the live broadcast, and now the broadcast is suddenly interrupted. This is a huge mistake that has never occurred before.
"Equipment problem, I don't think this blame should fall on the host's head."
"That's right, the breeders are doing their best @Official, and you are responsible for your own mistakes."
Before the official punishment came down, the viewers in the live broadcast room were the first to excuse Zhong Jingshu.
Among the bullet screens that praised Zhong Jingshu and reasoned with the official with fierce language, there was such a top message silently: "Received instructions from superiors, the live broadcast room is temporarily closed when the anchor is resting, and the opening time is to be determined."
In this way, everyone in the live broadcast room understands.
The black screen is to protect Zhong Jingshu.
Then the audience who frantically spoke to Zhong Jingshu just now left messages: "Watch me, aren't you?! It's obvious that I'm an outsider!"
The barrage chat in the live broadcast room was buzzing.
The tent was as quiet as ever.
Big Mao Mao stared at Zhong Jingshu, as if he was afraid that something would happen to him.
A few active cubs lost their energy at this time, and looked at the sleepy breeder eagerly.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhong Jing Shuhong's unnatural complexion seemed to have changed.
The big tiger lowered its head slowly, and rubbed its snout against the keeper's cheek.
When Zhong Jingshu opened his eyes, what he saw was the big hairy head close at hand.
He frowned, and raised his hand to touch it, but as soon as he moved his wrist, he felt a sense of powerless exhaustion spread from his arm.
In hindsight, he seemed to be sick.
sickness comes like a landslide
Zhong Jingshu just felt weak all over his body, as if he had sprinted for thousands of meters, and he didn't even want to say anything.
Looking at the big cat beside him, he braced himself to rub its fur, and said in a hoarse voice, "Good morning, big cat."
"Hey..." The big tiger raised its claws to press down his hand and cover it.
"I'm fine, I'll be fine after a night of sleep." Zhong Jingshu was helpless, his hand was covered by hairy just as he got out of the quilt.
The big tiger obviously didn't think he was fine in his current state.
Zhong Jingshu had a good physique, and thought he would be fine after the fever subsided, but the big cat wouldn't let him go, and he didn't have the energy to struggle out.
"Okay, let's lie down for a while."
There's nothing to do anyway.
Zhong Jingshu straightened his upper body a little, trying to see what the sky was like outside, but as soon as he moved, he was pushed back by the big tiger.
"..."
I feel like a flimsy piece of paper.
Obviously the big cat didn't exert any force on its paws, Zhong Jingshu himself didn't know how he fell down.
There was a momentary dizziness in front of my eyes.
He lowered his forehead with the back of his hands and sighed softly, seeing the big tiger staring at him with piercing eyes.
Zhong Jingshu hesitated for a while, and silently stuffed the hand on his forehead back into the quilt.
Seeing this, the big tiger crossed its front paws and pressed on with satisfaction.
Zhong Jingshu looked up at the sky, probably not going out today.
From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the live broadcast equipment hanging above, and he suddenly remembered that he didn't seem to adjust the camera angle during the rest yesterday.
Didn't last nightโโ?
Zhong Jingshu's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly opened the barrage, regardless of the fact that the big tiger was still in charge of him.
Because the live broadcast room is closed after the black screen, the bullet chat cannot be sent, and there is no new bullet chat message box within a few hours, only the message posted by the administrator to temporarily close the live broadcast room is displayed.
In addition, there is news from the boss.
The last one is: "Interstellar is paying close attention to your physical condition. If you wake up, remember to send me a message."
There are many more items on it, most of which are concerned with his condition.
Looking at the time, he was already asleep at the time, so naturally he didn't see this.
This will quickly reply: "The body is in good condition and has recovered."
It's still not bright outside, and it's not time to go to work when converted to interstellar time.
After Zhong Jingshu sent the message, he was about to let go, but he didn't expect to receive a message from Bufield just as he made a move.
Bufield: "If you have any other questions, please contact me in time. There will be a second wave of supplies this afternoon."
Have new supplies?
It hasn't been a few days since got the supplies last time.
Zhong Jingshu typed: "The supplies sent last time have not been used up. There are still a lot of meat and daily items, so I don't need them for now..."
It was as if he had guessed what Zhong Jingshu was going to say.
Before the words typed in the dialog could be sent out, Bufield added, "It's some medicine and nutritious food suitable for patients."
"It's not advisable to see the wind before you recover from your illness. The supplies will be distributed to your vicinity, and it will be fine for your tiger to pick them up when the time comes."
Zhong Jingshu: "...?"
It sounded like it was said by the audience in the live broadcast room.
Bufield has a cold personality, and he can't tell that he is a person who can make jokes.
Bufield: "You take a good rest, I won't bother you anymore."
Zhong Jingshu didn't send out a few messages, but Bufield's profile picture went dark.
Should be busy with other things.
In a high position, it is normal to be entangled in trivial matters.
Zhong Jingshu turned over, put his hand on Big Mao Mao's neck, his arms were buried in the thick fur, "What should I do, Big Mao Mao. My boss said that I need you to help me get the supplies this time."
Zhong Jingshu almost pressed his whole body over, the big tiger was as steady as Mount Tai, squinted his eyes and lowered his head to lick his cheek, then raised his chin to rest on his head.
I was so hot in sub-zero temperatures that wanted to turn on the air conditioner.
The warming effect of the Siberian tiger's fur is really not covered.
"What about the little furballs?" Zhong Jingshu was hidden in the arms of the big tiger, and his voice was a bit muffled.
He scanned the tent, but found no sign of the little tiger.
"Woo..." The big tiger groaned against Zhong Jingshu, as if answering his question.
But Zhong Jingshu couldn't understand.
The big cat raised its head and glanced outside.
"Are they outside?" Zhong Jingshu pulled the big tiger out of its thick fur, and supported the big tiger to sit up.
After waking up for a while, felt much better.
There is a small hole under the tent leading to the outside room, but the sky is a little dark, so can't see it clearly.
Quiet and listen carefully, you can still hear the sound of 'rustling'.
It seemed to be the sound of the furry tail rubbing against the tent.
"What are they doing?" Judging from the frequency of tail rubbing, the little furballs outside seem to be very active?
Zhong Jingshu was a little curious, what are these little guys doing in the early hours of the morning.
He went over to have a look, and the quilt had been lifted halfway with his hands, and the big cat pressed down with his paw, "Roar!"
Got yelled at.
The breeder blinked, "Big cat... I feel like I'm well, fully recovered, and I'm fine. Go out and have a look and come back soon, okay?"
The tips of Big Mao Mao's ears trembled slightly, but the paws on his body did not move away.
Zhong Jingshu didn't know for a while whether he agreed or disagreed. It was a bit like pretending not to hear it, so it should still mean disagreement.
"Aren't you curious what they are doing outside?" Zhong Jingshu hugged the big tiger's paw, raised his head and kissed it on the forehead, "Hey, take a look and save it, okay?"
Without waiting for the big cat to answer, Zhong Jingshu got away from the big cat's claws with a strong figure. He was not in a hurry to go out, but the big tiger jumped steadily, "Let's go, big cat, let's go together."
Big Tiger glanced at him lazily, obviously not wanting to join this boring game.
"Let's go... It's boring for me to go see it alone." Zhong Jingshu grabbed the big tiger's ears and rubbed it, wanting to go out for a walk with the big cat, when he got up, he patted the big hairy's back, "Come on."
Hearing Zhong Jingshu's footsteps, the big tiger got up helplessly and shook his fur, then saw Zhong Jingshu waiting in the distance, and stepped forward to follow Zhong Jingshu.
"Roar!"
Zhong Jingshu curled his lips into a smile, raised his hand and placed it on Hairy, "Let's go."
"Let's go quietly and don't disturb them."
At this time, the live broadcast equipment hanging on the tent support pole flashed twice.
In dim light, the flicker is too noticeable.
Zhong Jingshu thought of the direct download without notice yesterday, so he manipulated the device into his hand, and after reopening, let go of his five fingers to let the device turn to find its own direction.
Sitting in front of the door in the tent, Zhong Jingshu slowly opened the exit left by the little tigers.
And greeted the audience in the live broadcast room softly: "Good morning, everyone."
"... Guess what the little tigers are doing?"
The audience who were starving for food typed as soon as the live broadcast appeared.
"Morning anchor! I'm relieved to see that you can still broadcast live. I was scared to death yesterday."
"Is the breeder feeling better? It seems that there is no problem with his complexion. Don't rush to work. You can rest for a few more days. We are not in a hurry!"
"Are the little tigers eating? The anchor cut the meat for them early."
As the door was opened wider and wider, Zhong Jingshu leaned over and whispered: "I just woke up and found that the little ones were gone. The big cat told me that they were outside, so I took everyone to see them together."Look, what the morning routine of the little tigers is like."
Usually at this time, the little tiger should sleep with him, but for some reason today, he was extraordinarily active.
Zhong Jingshu acted lightly, just wanting to see what they were doing without disturbing the little tigers or being discovered by the little ones.
However, when the tent door was rolled up and he could see what was inside, he also saw three little tigers sitting in a row, looking at him in unison.
Zhong Jingshu: "..."
was found.
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