Chapter 240: Chapter 239: Putting Makeup on Station Chief Xu

Ning Zexi completely ignored Fox Sansan’s murderous glare and swiftly put her in that fluorescent green puffy skirt.

He thoughtfully adjusted the angle of the colorful sequin headband: “Perfect! Now, step onto the West Village milk powder can!”

Fox Sansan, looking like she had nothing left to live for, stepped onto the Xinjiang milk powder can. The leopard-print little cape fluttered messily in the breeze, and the entire fox exuded an aura of “This fox is really unhappy right now.”

[Sansan: Don’t touch me]

[This expression is killing me]

[Forced to perform.jpg]

Fox Sansan didn’t want to pose at all and just stood there casually.

Suddenly, Ning Zexi leapt in front of the camera, left hand on hip, right hand with fingers elegantly pinching two yogurt clumps, posing in an extremely seductive S-curve—

“Darling, like this~”

He twisted his waist, his voice suddenly becoming exaggerated, “Relax your wrist, slightly lift your fingertips, you need to have a bit of a languid look~”

After saying this, he even threw a coquettish wink at the camera, his teddy ear headband trembling with the movement.

The comments exploded:

[Ning Zexi, you’re burning hot…]

[Help, my eyes are dirty!]

[Which genius came up with this torturous segment, Ning Zexi, what are you doing with that handsome face?]

Fox Sansan squatted in place, the whole fox petrified like a statue, ears slowly laying flat, eyes full of “What madness is this person up to.”

Xu Ying held back laughter, her cheeks turning red: “Sansan baby, cooperate with the game segment~”

Fox Sansan shook her head wildly: “…Squeak squeak”

But oppressed by the station chief’s authority, she reluctantly lifted her paw, reluctantly mimicking Ning Zexi’s movements—

But her paws were too short, and the yogurt clump fell to the ground with a “plop.”

The comments were bursting with laughter.

[Sansan: This fox did its best]

[This disdainful expression is killing me]

[Ning Zexi, teach something normal!]

Ning Zexi, undeterred: “Let’s try again! Like this——”

Saying this, he suddenly laid down on the ground, one hand propped under his head, the other holding a yogurt clump aloft, striking a pose like a drunken concubine, and even blinked deliberately.

Fox Sansan was utterly bewildered by the wind.

Comments: [Looks like being a female star isn’t that easy to be.]

[Station chief, save the kid!]

Xu Ying finally couldn’t hold back her laughter: “Okay, okay, photo time is almost here, photographer hurry up and shoot!”

Ning Zexi excitedly lay flat on the ground, raising his omi phone to adjust the composition: “Sansan! Give a wink!”

Fox Sansan: “…”

Fox Sansan gave the camera a death stare, wanting to kill this self-confident photographer.

Click!

The moment the photo came out, the comments went eerily silent for three seconds, then—

[Hahahahaha what kind of magical style is this!]

[Ugly yet crystal clear! Plebeian yet high-class!]

[Help, I somehow find it a bit fashionable?!]

In the photo, Fox Sansan standing on the milk powder can exuded a murderous aura of “I want to kill,” with the fluorescent green skirt and colorful headband sparkling in the sunlight, and the leopard-print cape flying in an exaggerated arc in the wind.

Yet strangely enough—there was something about this composition?

The product was placed just right, and the lighting effect was surprisingly good.

As an outdoor live streamer who makes a living on the internet, Ning Zexi’s photography skills were indeed on point, managing to capture a bizarre sense of fashion from this deadly outfit.

The appropriate light and shadow added a layer of soft light filter to the image, making Fox Sansan’s disdainful expression especially vivid.

The comments were flooding the screen:

[How did Ning Zexi make something tacky look classy?!]

[This photo is incredible! It’s so ugly you can’t look away!]

Fox Sansan jumped off the milk powder can, looked at the photo, then at Ning Zexi, and finally—

“Squeak!”

[Idiot, delete that!]

Ning Zexi, laughing, held the phone high: “No way! This is art!”

Fox Sansan’s fur bristled instantly, her fluffy tail standing up like a wolf’s fang club.

She kicked off with her hind legs, the whole fox turning into a flash of lightning pouncing towards Ning Zexi—

“Ouch!”

Ning Zexi hadn’t reacted before receiving a fluffy “fox punch” to the face, almost dropping the phone.

“Hitting people is against the law, Sansan!”

He retreated while protecting the phone, but was tripped up by Fox Sansan’s sweeping tail.

“Squeak squeak!”

Fox Sansan agilely leapt onto his shoulder, her little paws wildly clawing at his hair.

“It’s not against the law for small animals to hit people!”

Xu Ying added fuel to the fire from the side, not afraid of causing trouble.

Ning Zexi with a chicken’s nest hairdo ran chaotically: “Help! This fox has become a spirit!”

His teddy headband was tilted to one side, and the fluorescent green skirt still draped over his arm—the one he had tried on Fox Sansan earlier.

Fox Sansan chased him with a flying leap, biting at the edge of the phone with precision.

Ning Zexi tugged at the other end of the phone, not daring to pull too hard, the human and fox locked in a tug of war.

“Let go, let go! It’s the sponsor’s phone!”

Ning Zexi hopped anxiously.

Fox Sansan let out a threatening growl from her throat, her glassy eyes full of determination to “not stop until the photo is deleted.”

She kicked with her hind legs, hanging on the phone like a furry phone charm.

Xu Ying squatted at the scene of the human versus fox tug of war, promoting the sponsor with zero frames per second: “Everyone can see the quality of our sponsor omi phones!”

“Even after all this, the screen doesn’t have a single scratch!”

“And when you buy a phone, you get a little ear fox charm!”

Xu Ying’s fanning the flames made the crew and villagers laugh wildly.

The sponsor was also watching the live stream, and seeing Xu Ying’s sharp promotion and her clever way of highlighting the phone screen’s quality, they waved a generous hand: “Add money for Little Xu Station Chief!”

The voting result for the photo segment was announced—

Chen Su’s “Sweet Cool Diva Fox Sansan” fashion photo won first place by a landslide!

Xu Ying, smiling brightly, raised a box of yogurt clumps: “Congratulations Captain Chen Su! The prize is——”

The program staff suddenly pushed up a small cart, with not only a box of yogurt clumps but also a gold leaf task card on it.

Xu Ying curiously picked it up to read: “First place special task…”

Her voice suddenly hitched, her eyes wide open, “To do Little Xu Station Chief’s makeup???”

She abruptly looked up, incredulous, at the director: “This wasn’t in the rehearsal?!”

The director, hiding behind the camera, laughed like a mischievous child who had gotten away with a prank: “I’m the director, I decide.”

Xu Ying usually hangs out with animals and doesn’t wear makeup; today for the live stream, she only applied foundation.

The director pointed at the massive scrolling comments on the big screen, “And look, the netizens all support wanting to see Captain Chen do your makeup!”

The comments exploded in rapid succession:

[Support support support!]

[Want to see Captain Chen draw eyebrows for Little Xu Station Chief!]

[Director, well done! Want to see Black Cat Chief interact with Little Xu Station Chief!]

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