Chapter 648: Uncle Feng, what are you doing?

Feng Yulin's award ceremony was over. When he left the stage, he looked at Ling Jue with a dim gaze.

Ling Jue caught his gaze and curled her lips. The crazy master seemed to be very angry.

Lu Yilie gulped. Ling Jue actually called him Uncle Feng... Why did he suddenly want to mourn for Ling Jue...

The senior looked at Feng Yulin who had left sadly. She could only sigh softly and continue to host the ceremony with a smile. "Next, let's welcome the juniors from Class A 2. This time, our principal will personally present the award."

Ling Jue and the others heard this and walked backstage. They were finally no longer needed.

Lu Qingyun handed his phone to the vice principal beside him. "Help me broadcast for two minutes."

The vice principal nodded repeatedly and watched him walk onto the stage.

He was a little shocked when he saw that the number of people watching the live broadcast had already reached six million. He quickly replayed the live broadcast.

After all, six million people were watching. If it wasn't recorded properly, it would definitely have an impact on the school.

Lu Qingyun walked up and handed the trophy to An Xiaomeng of her class with a smile. "Not bad. Molk feels honored to have all of you. Thank you for your hard work, little friends."

The people from Class A 2 took the trophy with a smile, but they looked reluctant.

"Thank you, principal."

"..."

"Very good, very good."

Lu Qingyun turned around and walked off the stage. He took the phone from the vice principal and continued the live broadcast.

However, there were no more people who were buying gifts now, and the number of people who were watching was decreasing.

[Ling Jue has left the stage.]

[Feng Yulin has left the stage as well.]

[It's boring. Let's go and eat some chicken.]

[Are there any clansmen who want to join us in Pesticide? The 50-Star King God is bringing the flying clansmen!]

[God, wait for me! I've added you!]

More and more people went offline. Lu Qingyun also felt that it was no longer interesting. He looked at Feng Yulin who was sitting next to him and chuckled.

He sent a few words. "The livestream ends first. Everyone can follow the official Weibo. If there is a next time, we will definitely livestream again. Alright, thank you for your gifts. Goodbye."

Then, he turned off the livestream and looked at his own livestream income backstage. He could not stop smiling.

Feng Yulin did not want to ridicule him anymore. It was disrespectful for his old age...

However...

Feng Yulin moved closer to him and chuckled. "Half for each person."

Lu Qingyun was stunned. "You're short of money?"

"I earned this for my Xiao Jue. He's short of money."

"..."

"Keep it for me." Feng Yulin stood up and walked backstage.

Lu Qingyun was shocked. Was this kid shameless?

He was tired from holding up his phone for so long, alright? So what if he gave him some hand-raising fees!

And half for each person... In his dreams. This was his retirement money. He could not rely on his son, so he had to earn some on his own...

...

Feng Yulin knew that Ling Jue must be in the washroom, so he went straight to the washroom backstage.

Sure enough, he found Ling Jue washing his hands in the washroom.

"Why are you here?" Ling Jue had her hood removed. She was about to enter the washroom to change her clothes when she saw Feng Yulin enter. She was shocked, but before she could finish her sentence, she was dragged into the washroom by him.

"I need to change my clothes." Ling Jue did not know whether to laugh or cry. "What do you want?"

Feng Yulin laughed evilly and lifted his chin with his finger. "What do you think I will do?"

"Hmm, Uncle Feng, don't molest a minor in public." Ling Jue put her arm around his neck. The man was angry.

'Hahaha, could it be because I jokingly called him uncle just now?'

"There doesn't seem to be anyone here. It's appropriate to do something..."