The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

Si Lingling: ... Well, she is not a pure interstellar person, so she doesn't understand the intention.

During the exchange between the two, the studio started the next round of programs.

This time, several star hunters or adventurers demonstrate how to kill sporadic star beasts and Zerg in the starry sky.

That battle was actually a simulated battle. The pale golden blood of humans, the black blood of star beasts, and the green blood of Zerg made the corners of Si Lingling's mouth twitch.

She thought that after leaving the end of the world, she would never see such disgusting things again.

Unexpectedly, during the New Year's Eve, Star Citizens would be shown such disgusting things.

Even if she has experienced more disgusting and cruel scenes than this, she still cannot accept that the entertainment platform uses this kind of program to entertain the stars.

However, this is just the beginning, and the following programs will be more serious than the other.

Even if there are some less heavy tastes, they are also immature, male (happy (female (love) programs.

In the show, the love between human beings of various races in the interstellar world is so empty and ruthless.

She even saw a show about the love between the scorpions and the murlocs.

But on the wedding night, after the scorpion woman completed the ceremony with her lover, she poisoned and devoured her murloc lover.

The point is, seeing such a scene, everyone in the auditorium shouted and applauded enthusiastically.

Facing this atmosphere of strong incompatibility between the three views, Si Lingling's eyelids twitched unconsciously.

Si Lingling frowned, covered the child's eyes, and asked in a cold tone: This is your Interstellar Entertainment?

Jun Mo Yao could hear a strong chill from her tone.

He smiled awkwardly: I... I didn't know they would make this kind of show...

Ling'er, if you don't like it, I'll tell them to stop...

Taking a deep breath, Si Lingling suppressed the deep anger in her heart, and said calmly, No need.

Sensing the aura of keeping strangers away from her, Jun Moyao couldn't help feeling bitter: Ling'er...

Don't call me Linger.

Si Lingling put down her makeup brush,

Quickly put the things into the space, got up and said, It's time for my mother and son to go on stage, you can do it yourself.

When the words fell, he squatted down and let go of the child's eyes, suppressed the anger in his heart, and asked the child softly: Liu Liu, Jiu Jiu, do you still remember the little star that mother taught you?

Remember.

The siblings nodded obediently, Little Xingjing, little Xingxing.

Hey, come on stage with mom and sing a little star for everyone, okay?

Seeing the child's cute and innocent eyes, Si Lingling's slightly irritable mood calmed down, Come on, let's go on stage and perform.

The two children, one on each side, were held by their mother and obediently followed to the entrance of the stage: Okay, let's perform.

Jun Moyao opened his mouth, wanting to remind her that in the rehearsal last night, what their mother and son performed did not match what they wanted to perform now.

However, when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back abruptly.

He could feel that Ling'er was already very angry because of tonight's entertainment program.

To be honest, he himself didn't expect that Interstellar Entertainment would have such a disgusting show.

The man followed the mother and son to the entrance of the stage, watched them slowly walk towards the stage, a cold light flashed in his eyes, turned around and strode towards Qin Le's office.

asshole!

He asked them to hold a Spring Festival Gala, and they made it like this for him? It's so disappointing.

Si Lingling ignored Jun Moyao's reaction, and led the children slowly into the side of the stage, listening to the host's enthusiastic introduction of their mother and child.

She took a deep breath, bent down and asked the two children again: Let's sing Little Star.