The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 302 The Tragedy of the Fennec Fox King

"Follow the beat, rows four and five start with a 'woo,' unleash a powerful, epic bass; rows two and five with a short 'woo,' rows one and three with a long 'woo,' shake your heads, and make some money!"

Originally, Ah Qing wanted to take the audience to the archaeological site firsthand, but An Sheng's witty remarks changed the program. Coincidentally, among the four people, the performer was knowledgeable in music theory.

An Sheng came up with an idea, and A Qing acted as the translator. They directed Mo Yiqing and Tang You to hold foxes of different shapes and line up in nine columns in front of them, thus forming a choir.

The fox's whimpering sound is the same.

However, smaller foxes have a sharp whimper, while medium-sized foxes like Arctic foxes have a more gentle whimper.

The red fox's whimpers tend to be calm and steady, and the wider and fatter its body, the deeper its voice.

"Um... is everyone still watching the archaeological site?" Ah Qing looked at the three people and one fox who were enthusiastically forming a choir and starting to audition, and raised her hand timidly to ask the audience in the live broadcast room.

Archaeology? What's so interesting about archaeology? To put it bluntly, it's just prying open our ancestors' coffins—it's bad luck. I'd rather listen to Fox's concert on a sunny, grassy field.

【Ah Qing, step back! Look at my name, I'm a fan with a light stick on! I want to see Fox Foxes, I want to see the Fox Foxes form a choir!】

[Hey streamer, are you slacking off here? Look at Momo, she's already carrying the fox spirit, hurry up and go!]

[A new streamer? The other two seem completely unfamiliar!]

"Oh"

After being criticized by the viewers in the live stream, A-Qing reluctantly went to help move the fox.

The musicians were responsible for tuning the instruments and listening to the subtle differences in the calls of different foxes.

The four of them spent the entire morning, even skipping breakfast, integrating more than 300 foxes into the original 20-fox choir.

"Commander Xiao An, 1155665, move!" the musician said to the little fox.

"Hey!"

A series of soft moaning sounds, singing a very familiar melody, echoed throughout the fox kingdom.

Foxes of national first, second, and third grade, as well as foreign foxes, were all singing.

"Is the melody 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star'?" Sitting on the grass, Mo Yiqing hummed along for a couple of lines, then paused, immediately stating the name of the melody:
"I knew it sounded so familiar, isn't this a nursery rhyme from kindergarten?"

"Even nursery rhymes are amazing! They're foxes, we can't expect too much." Tang You sat cross-legged, with her back to the sun, and opened her phone to check in on the mobile games one by one.

Mo Yiqing rolled her eyes and said, "That brat is slacking off! Guess where the character 'Ling' in her name comes from? Her ancestors ran teahouses for eight generations, singing 'Dong Dong Qiang' for eight generations. Now, it's 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star'."

"Is that so?" Tang You was taken aback. "The actors' families have all been opera singers for generations?"

Tang You is usually a homebody and doesn't gossip about other people's family affairs. She only knows that when she goes to the bathhouse with the performer, the performer likes to sing.

"Otherwise, do you think she got her monkey-like skills from Mount Emei? She practiced them all at home."

"I really didn't care much," Tang You said with a shrug.

"I've been busy for half a day, thinking I'd hear authentic Sichuan and Chongqing opera, but it turned out to be this. When the performer comes back, I'll slap her so hard she's flat."

"Even if you don't take a picture, it's still flat! A slice might not even be as thick as a slice of meat in a Big Mac," Tang You complained.

Tang You's subconscious retort immediately surprised Mo Yiqing: "Is she that aggressive?"

"He took down two teams in one go, a double kill."

As the Fox Choir finished their song, A-Qing carried two bags of fox food she had bought from the Fox Kingdom and fed them to the foxes who had participated in the performance. The entertainer, upon hearing that Mo Yiqing was going to embarrass him, was overjoyed, then feigned displeasure and went to cause trouble for Mo Yiqing.

An Sheng glanced at the live stream and saw the donation amount in the backend. Excluding Lin Bingyun's donation, he had already received about a thousand yuan. Satisfied, he went home.

Viewers in the live stream witnessed the streamer flick his tail, wiggle his butt, and disappear into the bushes.

[Quick, Qing! Your fox has entered the forest!]

[Hey streamer! Your fox went off to ride another fox! If you don't hurry, you'll have to pay compensation!]

Xiao An is really enjoying herself; there are nationally protected female animals everywhere.

Ah Qing, who was feeding the animals, didn't notice the discussions in the live stream.

.........

"Hey, where did the fennec fox go?"

An Sheng, having slipped into the bushes, quietly made his way to the villa on the outskirts of the meadow. There, he saw a group of people with bumps on their heads, dismantling the villa's gate that had been damaged the previous night. An Sheng stood up and asked, "Master Fu Li?"

Upon seeing the boss approach, the employee's face fell, and he quickly hid the steel rod behind his back, saying, "The Fox King went to Miss Wang Ya's old house, and the boss and his wife are having a meeting on the second basement level."

"The old house?"

Upon hearing about the new exploration point, An Sheng was delighted and asked the employees where Wang Ya's old house was.

The employee pointed An Sheng in the right direction.

Although the old house is called a house, it was actually a teahouse built halfway up the mountain, and also a warehouse where smuggling gangs hid unused goods. However, it was later abandoned, and Wang Ya converted it into a villa on the mountainside to entertain classmates and teachers and store some archaeological tools.

Following the internal road built by the Wang family, An Sheng saw a villa built halfway up the mountain. It was four stories high, with a floor area of ​​about 600 square meters, and included a garden.

A truck stopped in front of the villa, and the Fox King, with a black plastic bag in his mouth, threw it off the rooftop.

"Wow--"

A sound of shattering glass echoed through the mountains, accompanied by a pungent odor that nearly made An Sheng vomit up the cola he had just drunk.

"vomit"

"It stinks even worse than the shit that Bilafu eats, what a horrible smell."

This was a scent that An Sheng had never encountered before, and she couldn't even describe the smell. However, when she smelled it, her nasal cavity and throat felt very uncomfortable.

An Sheng pinched his nose, bypassed the truck, and climbed directly up to the rooftop of the villa to see what the fennec fox was up to; the smell was stronger than shit.

At least, Ah Qing's stool doesn't smell like that.

"It smells nice here, without any of those aggressive odors."

An Sheng went up to the rooftop, but didn't see the fennec fox there. He went up the stairs to the fourth floor and heard the sound of bottles and jars coming from inside the room.

Reaching the door, An Sheng said, "Hey! How's it going with the ferocious beast thing you were asking about?! Holy crap! You!"

Arriving at the hidden door, inside the room, a very soft single sofa was placed in the center.

Inside the 30-square-meter room, the walls were filled with solid wood cabinets, and in each open compartment were uniformly sized glass bottles filled with whip wine.

Each cabinet has at least fifty compartments, and the entire room contains no fewer than four hundred bottles of firecracker wine.

"you"

Upon hearing the voice of Master Fuli, the Fox King's fennec fox, who had been perched on the ground floor, trembled and dropped the glass bottle it was holding to the ground. A highly aggressive scent filled the room.

"Ugh! It stinks!"

Startled, the fennec fox quickly jumped from the ladder to the outside and slammed the door shut.

"."

The fennec fox leaned against the door, panting heavily, as if trying to expel the strange smell from its chest.

When it raised its head, it was met with the eerie gaze of Master Fuli.

Unexpected

"Your taste is quite heavy," Master Fuli said after a moment of silence. "It's rather like Wang Lei's style, but there are just too many kinds of things in there, aren't there?"

"What's the point of storing so much whip wine?" Master Fuli added with a sarcastic remark, his eyes revealing deep disdain and a hint of something perverse.

"No! It's mine!"

After a brief moment of surprise, the fennec fox jumped up and shouted in a panic:

"Whose formaldehyde-soaked dio is good?!"

"They all belong to Wang Ya! They have nothing to do with me!"

"It's all hers! I just wanted to throw everything away before Wang Ya turned back! The pervert is the human, not the fennec fox, it's all the human's fault!"

"Wang Ya's?"

Upon hearing this, An Sheng froze, tilting her head to look at the fennec fox, and opened her mouth: "Huh???"

(End of this chapter)