I'm not in a hurry, I can wait for you to finish watching, really!
The girl's eyes were sincere, her expression serious, and she looked as if she truly meant it.
However, Hong Ya waved her hand and politely refused:
No need, I'll take my time to watch it later. Your matter is the most important right now.
With that, she reached out to pick up the girl, preparing to put her into the soul-storage bag.
Don't, don't, don't!
The girl immediately started crying anxiously, kneeling down and looking at Hong Ya with teary eyes.
"Lord Wuchang, but I won't have time to watch dramas anymore!"
"I still want to see how their story ends, and what happens to the second male lead..."
The more she spoke, the sadder she became. "Lord Wuchang can take his time watching."
"But she won't have time anymore!"
"We're both drama fans, Lord Wuchang must understand this feeling, right? Wuwuwu..."
"You have a point."
Hong Ya nodded, thinking seriously.
"In that case, I'll give you a spoiler in advance."
"Wuwu, I knew Lord Wuchang would understand!"
"What?"
The girl, mid-cry, suddenly realized something was amiss.
A look of confusion appeared on her face.
"This drama hasn't even finished airing yet, right? I heard that there isn't even a novel online yet."
Hong Ya: "Yes, I saw the script because I was following the author closely before. Although there are some minor differences between the script and the final product, the ending should be the same."
The girl blinked. "Then what about 'The Love of Treasure X'?"
"Oh, that. I was on set during filming, so I know a bit about it."
"What about the novel 'Forbidden Kiss X' that's being serialized online?"
"I haven't finished this one because the author hasn't written it yet..."
The girl was about to breathe a sigh of relief when Hong Ya continued:
"But I've seen the author's outline."
The girl fell silent for a long time.
She suddenly remembered an anime that had been updating for ten years without finishing.
It was rumored that the author himself was still refining the outline step by step.
"What about 'The Cultivation Daily Life of Immortal King X'?"
"This one..."
Hong Ya picked up the young girl.
As she spoke, she stuffed her into the soul-storage bag.
"By the time you're reincarnated in your next life, you should be able to see it. No rush."
"Streamer, someone is luring your team members to slack off... Wait, it seems like everything is fine now."
"!!!" A new mode of watching dramas has been opened! So informative!
"The last sentence caught me off guard with its twist."
"The last sentence really hit home, do we really have to wait for the next life?"
"Next life, see you anime series +1."
The viewers in the live stream were initially a little nervous.
After all, based on the previous situation, this Lord Wuchang also had a drama-watching soul.
If the team members didn't do their jobs well, the streamer would likely be in trouble.
However, they were caught off guard by the twist later on.
Even though this Lord Wuchang watched dramas, she clearly separated work from personal matters!
When it was time to do serious business, she was never hesitant.
Moreover!
This Lord Wuchang's way of watching dramas was incredibly cool!
Everyone, whether they were watching dramas or not, couldn't help but feel envious.
"I wish I could watch dramas like this too, ahhh!"
"Shedding tears of envy, tAt."
"You reported your name as Hong Ya when you arrived, right? 666!"
"I also want to know what questions I'll encounter in my interview tomorrow."
"Please, what happens next in 'I Was Stunned When I Became the Empress's Contract'?"
Unlike the excited viewers.
Jiang Lin watched quietly.
His purpose this time was to observe and understand.
He wasn't here to interfere or correct anything.
Moreover, as far as he could see, Hong Ya wasn't neglecting her duties.
She just had a very unique style of doing things.
Perhaps, for Hong Ya,
This kind of daily life was what she pursued.
Online.
The social media accounts of many mentioned film crews and authors were being bombarded by netizens.
At first, these people who were tagged were a bit confused.
They recalled what they had done recently and checked the trending topics.
There was nothing related to them?
They hadn't done anything significant recently?
When they learned from netizens that there was a Bai Wuchang named Hong Ya in the "Underworld Healing Daily" live stream who loved watching dramas, they were instantly stunned.
At the same time, they felt a chill down their spines.
Film Crews: "When they were filming, a Wuchang was watching nearby!?"
"My goodness! This is a disaster!"
"No wonder I sometimes felt a chill around me."
"When they were filming/makeup/changing clothes, were they seen the whole time?"
Authors who always wrote alone in their rooms couldn't help but shiver.
They instinctively glanced behind them.
"What's going on?"
"A Wuchang was watching them while they were writing?"
"And saw their outlines?"
"Is this some kind of supernatural horror story!?"
"It's over, it's over..."
Some authors felt they were doomed.
Originally, they could only concentrate and write in their private spaces.
But now.
They always felt like there was something else in the room.
Some kind of...
Creature that couldn't be explained by science.
Thinking about it, the authors and film crews collectively posted a message:
"Please spare us."
It was unclear whether this "spare us" was directed at the netizens or at a certain Lord Wuchang.
Meanwhile.
After collecting the girl's soul, Hong Ya glanced at her work log.
There was still some time before the next soul.
And judging by the cause of death and profession, they probably wouldn't be watching dramas.
So, she decided to...
Go shopping!
The viewers in the live stream followed along as she shopped.
They watched Hong Ya stroll from one end of the street to the other, occasionally browsing in bookstores or clothing shops.
Then she went from the street into a school.
At the university.
The sounds of "Heh-ha, one-two, turn left!" echoed through the campus.
Many people were reminded that it was the time for new student military training.
In the scorching summer heat, rows of freshmen in camouflage uniforms stood on the field.
Enduring the summer's heat.
After Hong Ya entered, she sat cross-legged above the basketball hoop.
Dangling her legs, she watched the suffering freshmen below with excitement.
The viewers had their eyes opened.
It seemed that even among ghost messengers, even among Bai Wuchang,
Their styles of doing things were not entirely the same.
There was the streamer who quietly waited for souls to appear, there was Ji Yin who couldn't bear it, and there was Hong Ya who took the opportunity to relax.
She was really out for a stroll.
"I'm actually strolling in a live stream, watching military training."
"I feel like the streamer has a great mindset. If it were my boss, no matter how busy, they wouldn't allow abjsdhsadh during work hours."
"Maybe the streamer is also shopping? (doge)"
"The one above, are you okay?"
"The one above the one above, probably beyond saving. (mourning)"
"Turn right!"
As the instructor gave the order, a formation turned right in unison.
At this moment, those who turned left were particularly conspicuous.
The instructor's veins bulged on his forehead.
It's been several days of military training, why can't they still distinguish left from right!
Why can't they correct this?!
The two freshmen who were glared at quickly adjusted their bodies, shrinking their necks and not daring to look at the instructor's expression.
They didn't want to either.
"Pfft, I was like that too."
"I actually liked military training, and the military drills in it."
"Huh? What's that over there?"
Just as the viewers were engrossed in watching the freshmen's military training, suddenly in a corner of the live stream.
They spotted a familiar figure.