Chapter 97- Continue broadcasting
He Ruge didn’t understand what “I found it” meant, but seeing how cherishing Huahua looked at the rose bookmark, he knew this flower-stealing little thief would probably mend his ways in the future.
After returning to the classroom with Huahua, He Ruge resumed the live broadcast. The barrage cried at He Ruge’s behavior of stopping the broadcast at the slightest provocation.
When He Ruge announced the temporary end of today’s broadcast after telling a few fairy tales, the barrage cried even louder.
“Is this hunger marketing?!”
“The live broadcast only lasted for an hour today. No, I don’t believe it!”
“If the broadcast is temporarily ended, when will it start again tonight?”
“Fans of Marshal Xi, come and check in~ Is Marshal not showing up in today’s live broadcast? I miss Marshal.”
“Ah! Have you seen the official lineup for the battle? The first name on the list of sixteen-star Western Hemisphere ground warfare commanders tomorrow is Xi Guican!”
“Is it true?! Wasn’t Xi Guican recovering from illness? Has he recovered?!!!”
“Ask the anchor for information!”
“Defeating a hundred enemies, invincible in all directions. The day you return will be the day of the Federation’s triumph.”
Before closing the broadcast, He Ruge saw Xi Guican’s name in the barrage. This name suddenly opened the door of longing in his heart.
Just half a day without seeing Xi Guican made it feel like a long time. Perhaps the ancient saying “a day without seeing each other is like three autumns” is not an exaggeration, but a reality.
Tonight, when he had some free time, he would video call Xi Guican. The main task for now was to bathe the cubs.
When they heard about taking a bath, most of the cubs’ expressions were reluctant. However, Shui Xirui was very happy.
As a jellyfish, she felt very comfortable in a watery environment. She cheerfully led the cubs to the bathhouse.
The air in the bathhouse was humid. Miniature blue whales were installed on the walls. Once the switch on the whale was pressed, water would spray from its back.
He Ruge and Shui Xirui each took care of ten cubs for bathing. Shui Xirui was very democratic. She rolled up her sleeves and smiled, “Whoever wants a particular teacher to help them bathe, go and queue in front of that teacher.”
Huahua was the first to timidly approach He Ruge, with Ah Lu following behind Huahua. Then, the mischievous bad duo ran into He Ruge’s queue. The other cubs looked at each other and followed their inner desires to join He Ruge’s queue.
Shui Xirui quickly said, “Teacher Shui will be very lonely alone. Is there any child willing to come and accompany me for a while?”
Hearing this, Xiong Xin Hao quickly walked towards Shui Xirui. The sloth baby also walked slowly. He was so slow that Xiong Xin Hao carried him to Shui Xirui. Xiong Xin Hao could do addition and subtraction within 20, so he quickly noticed that there were not ten cubs in Shui Xirui’s queue.
What should they do?
Teacher Shui would be sad.
Xiong Xin Hao, not too smart, came up with a solution. After putting down the sloth baby, he secretly ran to He Ruge’s queue and brought back a few cubs, including the mischievous duo constantly calling himself “Big Dummy”.
Originally, Xiong Xin Hao’s big movements attracted attention, coupled with the loud voices of “Big Dummy” echoing in the bathhouse, everyone’s eyes focused on Xiong Xin Hao.
Xiong Xin Hao belatedly felt shy and hid behind Shui Xirui, revealing only half of his chubby body. Shui Xirui patted Xiong Xin Hao’s head and smiled, “Thank you, Xin Hao.”
She took out special baby bath gel and a soft brush and began to bathe Xiong Xin Hao.
Foamy bubbles were formed in the palm of her hand and then applied to Xiong Xin Hao’s fur. Xiong Xin Hao made soft grunting noises, indicating his enjoyment. Bathing was physically demanding, but with the help of the shower, even bathing a big boy like Xiong Xin Hao only took ten minutes.
He Ruge was even faster. It only took him three minutes to bathe a cluster of hedgehogs and one minute for a sweet doughnut-like snake baby.
This snake baby in his palm was called “Autumn Dream Valley,” a blind child. He Ruge wiped the water droplets off her scales with a small towel, recalling the character evaluation Shui Xirui gave to this cub:
“Dream Valley is a very quiet child. Although she can’t see, she listens attentively in class. However, whenever she attends art class, she curls up into a ball.”
“She is sensitive, delicate, and sentimental, perhaps because she cannot see. The world she perceives is different from ours. Whenever she curls up into a ball, she seems to be immersed in a world entirely of her own.”
“But sometimes, Dream Valley also shows curiosity about the outside world. She once asked me, ‘What does the sea look like?'”
“But I couldn’t answer her because I didn’t know how to describe the sea to a blind child.”
After washing Autumn Dream Valley, the next cub was a very soft bunny-like creature. When He Ruge met its ruby-like eyes, his gaze softened instantly.
He remembered the bath day Ruanruan had experienced in the game before. At that time, Ruanruan was nervous and lay motionless in place when sprayed by the high-pressure water gun.
It was a heart-wrenching sight.
He Ruge squeezed fragrant baby bath gel onto his hand and bathed the little bunny. He rubbed its pink paws and ears, and applied a small foam ball to its head, softly calling, “Ruanruan, is that you?”
In fact, He Ruge had a vague guess in his heart. Wasn’t Ruanruan in the Poké Ball a trapped soul, and the bunny in front of him a body without a soul?
The little bunny didn’t respond. It was very comfortable being bathed. Its little head slowly sank, and it fell asleep with its face pressed against He Ruge’s palm, its eyes closed.
Just like when Ruanruan fell asleep after drinking milk and listening to “Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star”.
He Ruge adjusted the water flow to the minimum and slowly rinsed away the foam on the little bunny’s body before placing it in a drying area.
He watched as the damp fur of the bunny gradually became fluffy, like watching the process of making cotton candy. Suddenly, He Ruge knew what song he would sing during tonight’s broadcast at 8 p.m.
“The Little Bunny is Good” and “Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star,” if the emotions encountered in life could be made into a movie, then these two songs would be the opening and ending themes of his story with Ruanruan.
If it really was Ruanruan, then he would definitely have a reaction to these two songs, even if it was just feeling a sense of familiarity with the melody.
After washing all the cubs, He Ruge held the half-asleep Ruanruan and, along with Shui Xirui and the other cubs, went to the large sleeping room.
Each cub had their own small bed. He Ruge put the little bunny into its bed, and the bunny, who had already woken up, sat on the bed yawning. He Ruge found a plain white wall, leaned against it, and sat down. He made a gesture for the cubs to be quiet, and all the cubs sat quietly on their beds.
He Ruge had a unique temperament that could make every cub obedient. When he said “quiet,” every cub would try to be quiet, even the most talkative Bad Bad duo would zip their mouths shut. Shui Xirui could only envy from the side.
He started the live broadcast, waved to everyone, and greeted, “Good evening, it’s time for the bedtime singing session again.”
Xiong Xin Hao sillyly waved his bear paw at He Ruge. When He Ruge saw the little black bear resembling a beckoning cat, he couldn’t help but smile.
The barrage of hungry viewers excitedly commented:
“Good evening, God!”
“Ahhhh, God smiled at me!!!”
“Ruge is now in front of my bed, and I’m watching his live broadcast affectionately.”
“Quick, let me wake up the one in front of me.”
“I usually sleep at midnight. Ruge, why do you have to sing bedtime songs for four hours?”
“Yeah, apart from cubs, who sleeps at 8 p.m.?”
“Your smile is so beautiful, screenshot!”
He Ruge felt it necessary to educate everyone on the importance of early sleep and early waking, so he said solemnly, “Staying up late often causes baldness.”
For a moment, the barrage fell into a dead silence. In the Western Hemisphere, Xi Guican, who was silently peeking at the screen, also fell into a strange silence.
“God, are you peeping into my life?”
“I’m still young, with an amazing amount of hair. My family has no history of baldness. Staying up late is not a problem.”
“I just want to watch a sweet live broadcast, why remind me of the existence of baldness, such a harsh reality.”
“Gazing at my hairline in silence.”
“Does Ruge dislike bald people? Thinking of Marshal’s fluffy beast form, I suddenly realize that not only am I poor and ugly, I’m also bald. Indeed, only Marshal can be with God. Since ancient times, beauties are matched with heroes.”
“Ahhh, tomorrow I can see Xi Guican in the official Star Wars live broadcast room! Excited!”
He Ruge thought of his big bald cub and said gently, “I like a person for their soul, not their baldness or lack thereof.”
Just as the big bald tiger, who had just blocked keywords like “Xi Guican” and “bald,” logged into the game calmly, looking at the latest progress of the Fatherly Love transformation:
【Fatherly Love】: Except for you, He Ruge also wants to be the father of all the cute little ones. Fatherly Love transformation level 2%.
Xi Guican: “…”
You big liar.
Clearly, you care whether I’m bald or not.
If I’m not bald, I’ll be your lover; if I am bald, I’ll be your son.
What’s with you saying you like me?
He Ruge had no idea that Xi Guican was watching the broadcast with resentment because his spiritual energy was only enough to sing a nursery rhyme. He Ruge didn’t summon spiritual energy for the first song:
“The Little Bunny is Good, Open the Door, Open it Quickly, I Want to Come In~”
The barrage quickly flooded: “I’m at the scene, I’m the bunny who opened the door for Ruge!”
Nursery rhymes didn’t require any singing skills, just a simple and catchy melody, with lyrics that were easy to remember. If combined with a gentle, clean voice and a clear, white face, it formed a scene that could freeze time.
Those ethereal voices merged into this scene, becoming light and shadows that could only be captured by the soul.
Some people praised He Ruge’s face as divine and captivating, and when posting pictures, they would always attach a photo of He Ruge singing nursery rhymes during the broadcast.
His appearance was flawless, reaching the pinnacle of perfection, but what was even rarer was the exotic atmosphere between his brows and eyes. It wasn’t just these factors that shaped his divine appearance; from the moment he appeared before the world, He Ruge exuded a natural beauty, a gentleness that was unattainable yet quietly stood there.
Every night when the stars were flying in the interstellar wars, he sang nursery rhymes for the children and told them fairy tales.
It’s strange to say that every stunning beauty always had one or two typical scenes, such as when the night had just begun to fall, a young man with black hair and black eyes sat in front of a white wall, softly singing “Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star,” and then the night hung up with stars, one by one.
This scene touched the hearts of countless viewers. Decades later, when they thought of He Ruge, the brilliance of the stars that had amazed them had not dimmed.
