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But before it could hit Cocolia, Hoshi's voice came from off-screen.

"March, time to eat."

Upon hearing this, March 7th snapped out of her daze and closed her notebook.

After the door closed, the camera panned out, revealing the cover of a notebook on the table with the words "..." clearly written on it.

The Bizarre Adventure of March 7th (To be continued)

Chapter 331 I Want to Destroy This Doujinshi

Even after the program on the screen finished, the audience at the scene smiled knowingly.

"Haha, what March 7th Storytelling?"

"Don't even mention it, the way Little Three Moons drew his bow at the end was so cool!"

"High-tech capability!"

"When are you going to give our Little March a new form? Of course, it would be best if she doesn't get nerfed!"

After watching the program, even Xing looked at March 7th beside him and asked a question.

"You don't actually have a collection of stories like this, do you?"

"Uh...more or less?"

As the program ended, all sorts of incredibly creative fan works emerged.

For example, "Jing Tan Jiaotong" tells the story of Jing Yuan, before he became a general, randomly selecting passersby in Xingchahai to popularize transportation.

As a result, they unexpectedly encountered time travel, and all sorts of strange and wonderful things appeared, which also gave rise to the famous meme "Chenghua Avenue".

There's also "Destiny's Journey," which brings together many different factions of the Star Gods, and even Scott's heartfelt single "I'm Donating Crude Oil to the Company." In short, the audience couldn't stop laughing throughout the entire show.

And on the other side.

The bluebird dog cautiously peeked out from the corner, looking around, then seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Phew, thankfully there are a lot of people here. We've finally shaken off the Grand Diviner. Now, what's next..."

Qingque headed straight for a fan fiction stall. What she was about to do next must not be discovered by the Grand Diviner!

After Qingque left, Fu Xuan emerged from the shadows with his arms crossed.

"So you finally couldn't hold back anymore, Qingque? I'd like to see what it is that interests you so much."

As he spoke, Fu Xuan followed Qing Que's figure to a stall.

The queue here was much longer than at other stalls, so much so that Fu Xuan couldn't even see the stall names.

Helpless, she could only join the queue a few places behind Qingque.

Strangely, according to Fu Xuan's observation, this line of soldiers was much slower than the other lines.

When it was finally Qingque's turn, she stepped forward and whispered to the stall owner.

"Hey friend, want a notebook?"

As if they had met a secret code, the two huddled together and whispered to each other, which allowed Fu Xuan to memorize the code.

The stall owner here is Pella from the side business area, and at this moment the two of them shed their disguises on each other.

Seeing the bluebird right in front of her, Pera was also very excited.

The two had known each other for a long time in the online fanfiction community, and Qingque had provided a lot of personal details, especially in the fanfiction related to Pera.

For example, Tai Bu will snore like a cat during his lunch break, and after finishing his milk tea, he likes to lift the lid and suck up the remaining milk tea ingredients, etc.

Therefore, the various plots created using these details make fans' blood boil.

At this moment, after Qingque finished communicating with the stall owner, she left with a large stack of notebooks. Soon after, it was Fu Xuan's turn.

Although it was a bit strange, Fu Xuan still followed Qing Que's example and whispered.

"Hey friend, want a notebook?"

Pera was taken aback when she heard this. Wasn't this the secret code between Miss Qingque and herself? Ordinary fans didn't use this phrase.

But I figured they were probably friends, so I took out some hidden items from my stall and started showing them off.

Even the most knowledgeable and experienced diviner was stunned by the incredibly explosive names on these fanfiction books.

Titles like "Nightly Forced Pleasures: The Diviner's Mandatory Overtime Requirement," "Diviner, the 'Poor Diviner's Observation Formation' isn't for this occasion," and "The Salted Fish Diviner Ran Away with a Baby and Became the Diviner's White Moonlight," etc.

At a glance, there were a ton of articles about the diviner, and the explosive headlines made Fu Xuan's forehead veins bulge.

Especially after seeing those details of his own life, the diviner immediately made the deductions.

Alright, Bluebird!

So that's why I kept saying I wanted to come to Pinocchio!

Just as he was getting angry, his gaze suddenly fell on the notebook next to him.

"The Final Battle of Lin Yuan Realm: The General Tells Us to Get Out," "The Defeated General Infused with a Destructive Will," "The General Who Grows Ears When Excited," "The Out-of-Control God"...

It has to be said that when you feel you're in a bad situation, seeing someone in a worse situation than you can be quite comforting.

Moreover, these names... are indeed quite alluring.

So Fu Xuan waved his hand and bought a copy of each of those books before chasing after Qing Que.

Pera felt a strange chill run down her spine at their menacing demeanor.

It feels like...someone's going to be in trouble...

Meanwhile, Qingque, who had just bought the notebook she wanted, sat contentedly in the corner and began reading. At that moment, she was reading the climax of the story.

On the table is the milk tea that the Grand Diviner has finished drinking.

The sight of the transparent milk tea cup, with its accumulated, unsuckable milk tea residue at the bottom, constantly drew the attention of the diviner.

However, since all the other diviners around him were currently at work, and out of consideration for his reputation, the Grand Diviner decided to wait until after get off work when no one was around before taking action.

As the clock struck midnight, the fortune tellers gradually left.

But strangely, there was only one person who refused to leave.

Qingque remained seated, glancing with interest at the impatient Grand Diviner.

"Damn it, Qingque! He's usually so eager to leave work, why is he acting like this today!"

The diviner inwardly complained, his emotions fluctuating with the gradually dissolving ingredients in the milk tea cup.

Fortunately, it wasn't long before Qingque got up and started packing her things.

But before they could even feel happy, they saw Qingque walk towards the Grand Diviner.

"My Lord, I'm off work now. I'll take care of the trash here for you."

Fu Xuan exclaimed in surprise, and then Qing Que's lips curled into a playful smile.

"Oh? Your Excellency, you don't mean you're going to extract all this material as well, do you?"

Her slender, jade-like fingers gently pinched the straw that Fu Xuan had used, seemingly touching the spot where Fu Xuan had sucked before.

Then, Qingque slightly twirled her fingers, and the straw began to stir the dissolved ingredients in the cup, as if she were trying to stir the mind of the Grand Diviner.

The once aloof and arrogant diviner was now blushing with shame, weakly protesting in a low voice.

"So what if it is, Qingque, give it to me now!"

Seeing the Grand Diviner reach out to grab her, Qingque nimbly dodged and circled behind the Grand Diviner, then whispered in his ear.

"Don't rush me, I didn't say I wouldn't give it to the Grand Diviner."

"What...what trick are you playing now!"

Under Fu Xuan's turned gaze, Qing Que parted her small cherry lips slightly and actually pressed them against the straw that the Grand Diviner had used!

"you you you!"

The Grand Diviner had never seen such a scene before. At that moment, he felt as if his brain had exploded, and his cheeks flushed crimson.

Then, under the bluebird's sucking, a pearl was drawn into the straw.

Seeing this, Qingque pulled it out with satisfaction and then stretched it straight towards the Grand Diviner.

"Master, please have some."

The bluebird, biting the straw, made indistinct sounds, while saliva flowed into the straw.

As the straw drew ever closer, the diviner's mind went completely blank.

The plot in the book made Qingque's eyes sparkle, and her mouth unconsciously formed an "O" shape.

Just as I was reaching the climax, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind me.

Chapter 332 So that's how the Blue Sparrow is used.

If you were to ask Qingque about the worst scenario in her life, she would probably have to think about which game of cards she was robbed of.

But if we're talking about the most deadly scene in life, it's undoubtedly right now.

When your boss catches you reading a notebook, and the subject of the notebook is your boss, the sheer embarrassment is enough to make Qingque's brain completely shut down on the spot.

"Ahaha, isn't this Lord Taibu? Please, please have a seat!"

Qingque hurriedly hid the notebook and instinctively stood at attention, her guilty gaze completely avoiding Fu Xuan's eyes.

Seeing Qingque's panicked state for the first time, Fu Xuan felt a strange unease.

In the past, whether it was working overtime or other demands, Qingque would complain on the surface, but she always handled everything with ease.

Now, perhaps after seeing the contents of the book, Fu Xuan seems to have opened up a new world.

Seeing the nonchalant Qingque with this expression, Fu Xuan couldn't help but smile with amusement.

"What's wrong, Qingque? What were you doing just now? Why are you so flustered?"

The question, though asked knowingly, gave Qingque a glimmer of hope.

Perhaps the diviner didn't see it just now?

In a flash, Qingque's clever mind prevailed, and she immediately took out an item from her bosom to explain.

"Ah, Your Excellency, it's nothing really. I'm just trying out some perfume I just bought! It's from COLORS, a makeup brand that collaborates with Robin. You can't even buy it on Xianzhou Island. Your Excellency, would you like to try it?"

As he spoke, a small bottle of exquisite perfume appeared in his hand. What he said was indeed the truth, only it was diluted a little.

In the past, the Grand Diviner would have probably let the matter rest after hearing these words, but today is different!

Just as Qingque was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she saw Fu Xuan's eyes still staring straight at her.

Those beautiful eyes didn't have their usual serious and meticulous look; instead, they seemed to carry a hint of playful scrutiny.

"Oh, really? Then I'll have to give it a try."

Fu Xuan slowly spoke, then took the perfume and began to experience it seriously.

As expected of a major interstellar brand that collaborated with Robin, the perfume is made with local Pinocchio iris flowers, with a delicate and soft scent that lingers on the fingers. Even Fu Xuan, who is very particular about such things, thought it was quite good.

However, the focus right now wasn't on the perfume. Seeing Qingque's still somewhat guilty look, Fu Xuan felt a strange sense of pleasure.

"Your judgment is indeed excellent. This journey has broadened even my horizons."

"Not at all, Your Excellency, you are truly awe-inspiring..."

Just as Qingque was showering him with compliments, Fu Xuan was seen applying a drop of perfume to his fingertip.

"Such a fine product should be given to you to experience."

As Fu Xuan slowly approached with his index finger extended, an ominous premonition immediately enveloped Qing Que's entire body.

"Uh... My lord, that won't be necessary, I..."

Just as she was about to decline, Fu Xuan had already come up to her and placed his index finger on Qing Que's left cheek.

The contact that crossed the safe distance shattered Qingque's hopes, and the electric shock-like sensation coursed through her entire body like an electric current.

This was the first time Fu Xuan had observed Qing Que up close, especially her brief moment of absent-mindedness, which made his smile even wider.

Then, the finger that was touching her cheek slowly moved down, as if to spread the paste evenly, towards Qingque's fair and delicate neck.