Chapter 936 - 955: Sister Xiangxiang, Think, Eat
Chapter 936: Chapter 955: Sister Xiangxiang, Think, Eat
It was currently a slow news season. The major entertainment headlines mostly focused on the Federation’s annual livestreaming preliminary tournament, while minor headlines were largely clustered around movies, television dramas, or the dramatic feuds of wealthy families. However, small-time independent media and public accounts simply couldn’t piggyback off news of such high caliber.
So, upon hearing that a passerby had submitted a real-name report against an "internet pervert," a small Federation online media outlet immediately caught wind and sprang into action. Using a few connections, they tailed a police car straight toward a private residence, blaring its sirens, WEE-WOO WEE-WOO.
On the way, the reporter started a livestream. Gripping his microphone, he spoke with impassioned fervor. "Hello, viewers! This is *Federation Citizens’ Morning Scoop*. We are currently on the front lines of apprehending a perverted predator. We have now crossed XX Street. According to the information obtained by the police, the suspect has already been locked onto!"
Because this was a trending topic, there was a quite high number of viewers online. To keep the hype up, the small-time media reporter naturally kept interacting with the bullet comments.
"That’s right, we absolutely must pay attention to comments like these.
"Children are the flowers of our Federation, and they must be cherished and protected at all costs.
"Anyone who extends their demonic clutches toward little kids is the Scum of the universe."
He continued spouting passionate rhetoric until they quickly arrived at their destination. The officers stepped out of the vehicle, and he hurriedly followed. The group moved with aggressive efficiency, ready to bust open the door to the family’s home.
However, the scene inside was completely different from what they had imagined. The person who opened the door was a bespectacled, gentle-looking scholarly man. Seeing the crowd outside, he was just as surprised. After everyone communicated, they finally discovered that the scholar’s seven-year-old son had actually stolen his living room projection ID to leave those comments online.
The reporter was left speechless, wondering if his breaking news story had really just died like that.
No, this wouldn’t do. He decided to salvage the topic! He first recorded a video of the police officers "educating" the child. Then, after they left, he requested an exclusive interview with the little boy.
"Little boy, why do you want to bite people lately?" The reporter’s mind was racing. He had already decided to produce an educational parenting segment. "Is it because your teeth are itching?" If that was the case, he would need to remind his vast audience of parents to buy teething sticks when their children’s teeth were acting up.
"No," Little Douding said, swinging his little feet. "It’s because the little girls all smell way too delicious."
The reporter paused. He thought that this kid’s statement was slightly terrifying.
"Too delicious?"
"Uh-huh!" As he spoke, his mouth went GURGLE GURGLE, and a bit of clear drool dripped from the corner of his lips. "I want to eat them so badly, but Daddy said I can’t bite girls. If I casually bite other girls, I’ll have to take responsibility for them." Little Douding revealed a terrified expression. "Then my toys, my clothes, my little bed, and all my things will have to be shared with someone else!"
"Then why did you say earlier that you were going to bite a little girl?"
The little boy chuckled twice. Cupping his face, his eyes darted around. "Because the cutest girl in my class has also become Xiangxiang. If she’s the one sharing my food, I’m still willing."
The reporter thought the kid actually had quite a bit of principle, leaving him completely flabbergasted in the wind. Meanwhile, the scholar dad had already walked over carrying tea. Hearing his son’s words, he rolled his eyes.
"What are you thinking? If you dare to bite anyone, I’ll come straight back and give you a good smacking.
"If you like that smell, I’ll go buy it for you."
"Buy it?" the reporter asked.
"Yeah. This kid... It seems a little girl at his school recently loves wearing a very fragrant perfume, and he really likes it too."
Just as the reporter was wondering what kind of perfume it was, the doorbell of the house rang again, DING-DONG.