Crossing the Book: The Vicious Female Supporting Woman Was Whitewashed by Fighting with the System

The last time I checked, the points had barely exceeded six figures.

But this time, the points suddenly rose sharply and were approaching seven figures.

Zhao Ling didn't expect that her mall points could rise so fast in such a short period of time, and she even wondered if she was mistaken.

The system said: "After you told everyone frankly, many big fans in the live broadcast rooms who like you spontaneously called on everyone to help you with rewards. There are some small live broadcast rooms that you have not even clicked on.

, in fact, there are many loyal fans.”

After the system finished speaking, it released those small plane live broadcast rooms that Zhao Ling had not noticed at all.

These planes are in a fantasy world, some of which Zhao Ling has never seen before, and they don't even understand the language. Zhao Ling cannot understand the words floating on the barrage.

But in every live broadcast room, there are indeed some long-term fans who like to watch her daily life.

Zhao Ling looked through it, feeling extremely emotional and becoming more confident in his goal.

The system said: "But the one who contributed the most is probably Fairy Ji Hua from the Xianxia plane. She holds banquets on Penglai Immortal Island again and again, and then invites all the immortals in the immortal world to come. Those immortals can't go empty-handed.

You can’t bring gifts that you can’t get out of your hands, and everyone gave them rare fairy fruits and artifacts.”

"So after hosting several banquets, she made a lot of money. But she didn't keep any of the things she got. She gave them all to you as a reward."

Zhao Ling was stunned when he heard this, and his emotions were even more complicated. He didn't know how to respond to Fairy Ji Hua's kindness, which was more important than Mount Tai.

Thinking about it carefully, she didn't have much interaction with Fairy Ji Hua, and they only discussed the topic of "love" in their last private message.

But it seems that Fairy Ji Hua has always been supportive of her from the beginning, and even now uses the method of "holding a big banquet to receive gifts".

Zhao Ling was silent for a while and asked the system in confusion: "Why do they support me like this? We are obviously strangers and have never met each other in real life. Even they don't know whether what I said is true or false."

The intelligent system began to intelligently analyze: "It's probably because you like it, because only when you really like someone, you only want to give without asking for anything in return."

Zhao Ling was stunned for a moment. Before she could think through these words, Xiaohua's cheerful voice came from outside.

"Mom, you've been sleeping in all day, get up quickly! Daddy said we are going to the workshop for dinner!"

Only then did Zhao Ling come back to her senses. She hurriedly sat up and got dressed, then started the live broadcast and walked out the door.

The weather is very good today, but because I watched the replay video for too long, it is already evening.

She basically spent the first day of the new year in bed.

The live broadcast room also opened relatively late, and as soon as she opened it, all the fans rushed in and posted comments.

【Happy New Year, Sister Ling】

[Where is the beautiful scholar? Why didn’t you see it?]

[What’s going on with Sister Ling today?]

[It’s almost dark before the live broadcast starts. Sister Ling doesn’t have KPI, right? 】

[Why do you look so tired, like you haven’t slept well?]

[Tell me honestly, Sister Ling, what did you do last night?]

[Yes, what are you doing? There was no live broadcast last night]

[That’s right, he usually chats with us before going to bed at night]

【……】

Looking at the chatter on the barrage, Zhao Ling said casually: "I didn't sleep all night last night, and I lay in bed all day today, so I'm a little listless. I haven't gone out yet, so I don't know what I'm going to live broadcast for you...

"

She was talking about her day in a matter-of-fact manner, but people on the barrage gradually started to think differently, and the topic even went in an uncontrollable direction.

[Didn’t sleep all night??]

【In bed all day again today??】

【Qi Xiucai is so strong?】

[Looking at the weak scholar, is he so fierce? 】

【I'm going, it's so exciting】

【It’s true that people cannot be judged by their appearance!】

[Sister Ling, are you okay? Qi Xiucai went too far]

[Be in control, be in control, even though you are still young]

While everyone was talking to each other, Zhao Ling didn't have time to watch the barrage and just left the house to find Qi Shu.

The father and daughter were talking to someone outside the gate. When they noticed Zhao Ling coming out, Qi Shu turned around.

He smiled and asked concernedly: "Is it cold?"

"It's not cold." Zhao Ling shook his head and asked Xiaohua, "Is Huahua cold?"

Xiao Hua jumped up and raised her head, a little excited: "Hua Hua is not cold, mother, give me a hug."

Qi Shu picked her up first and said, "Mom is tired, dad is holding you."

After saying this, Zhao Ling happened to glance at the barrage in the live broadcast room, and then saw everyone saying "real deal".

Zhao Ling was confused and slid the barrage forward, and then saw everyone's sarcastic comments.

Her eyes widened immediately. She wanted to refute immediately, but she felt that the time was not appropriate, so she had to type a reply in the live broadcast room: "You misunderstood, I didn't sleep last night because I was watching the live video replay, and I didn't do what you guys did."

The kind of thing you think about.”

I just didn't expect that after she replied, everyone would still tell her not to cover up. Covering up is an explanation.

By chance, Qi Shu reached out to hold her hand and said, "Ah Ling looks a little haggard. Just have a good rest tonight and don't do anything else."

The eyes he looked at Zhao Ling were always gentle, but the eyes of everyone in the live broadcast room showed ambiguity and profound meaning.

Zhao Ling felt that even if he jumped into the Yellow River, he wouldn't be able to escape, so he simply didn't want to explain.

Her bad attitude made everyone laugh, but it also made Zhao Ling feel hot for no reason.

Because she saw the scene in the live broadcast room where Qi Shu turned into a "tough guy" in front of her.

The live broadcast was on at the time, so the process was also recorded.

I was thinking about these things in confusion, and when I came to my senses, I had already arrived at the workshop. Yun Niang and others had prepared dinner and were waiting for Zhao Ling and others to come and eat.

There were a lot of people in the workshop. A group of people gathered around, burning a brazier and eating hot meals. It was quite lively.

On the second and third day of the lunar month, the Zhao family came again to ask Zhao Ling and others to go to dinner. After failing to refuse, Zhao Ling had no choice but to take the people back.

The next few days were leisurely, but the workshop was about to start work again, and Zhao Ling was not idle, finishing the equipment diagram of the new machine.

After finishing the drawings, she began to plan to purchase materials for making equipment, and Qi Shu also had to prepare for the opening of the school.

In February of spring, there will be the first county examination for children. There are several teenagers in Qishu's school who plan to try it out. If they pass both the county examination in February and the prefectural examination in April, they will get

Tong Sheng's identity.

In another year, when the academy examination begins, they can also take the examination for scholar.

Among these young men, Zhao Lingyun, the eldest grandson of Patriarch Zhao, was among them.

On New Year's Eve, Li Lingqiao sent a knife of meat and a lot of eggs and pastries. On the one hand, he wanted to thank Zhao Ling for taking care of him, but on the other hand, he probably hoped that Qi Shu could give Zhao Lingyun more advice.

After Qi Shu collected the things, he naturally had to do things well.