studiobondurri Chapter 432 Please Don't Be Pressured
Chapter 432 Please Don't Be Pressured
Everyone was taken by surprise when the Virtual Beauty Girl Anchor launched a powerful move right off the bat.
In one go, she deducted 20 Mood Points from everyone.
As a result, the man wearing the Dragon Mask even had his Mood Points directly reduced to negative numbers.
His Mood Value dropped to -2, and the originally green light now emitted a glaring red glow, the smile beneath it gone, replaced by a sad expression with downturned corners of the mouth.
Fortunately, the Virtual Beauty Girl Anchor continued, "Happily bought my favorite breakfast at the usual street stall meow, Mood Value +2 meow~"
The Dragon Mask Wearer's Mood Value recovered to 0, resulting in a neutral expression, neither sad nor happy.
The Virtual Beauty Girl Anchor paused before adding, "Except for the Ox Master, the Ox Master enjoyed the delicious breakfast meticulously cooked by the chef, Mood Value +5."
"Damn rich people."
The man in the Dragon Mask couldn't help but clench his fists.
The voice of the Virtual Beauty Girl Anchor continued, "All masters headed to the station while eating, unfortunately missed the bus meow, didn't reach the company on time, and realized it was overtime when clocking in, Mood Value -10 meow~"
"Except for the Ox Master and Rabbit Master, because they don't need to clock in meow."
Joy was almost impossible to hide in the eyes of the man wearing the Ox Mask, and he almost laughed out loud.
But then he heard the Virtual Beauty Girl Anchor say, "However, the Ox Master later found out some employees were having breakfast during work hours, which made him very angry, Mood Value -5 meow~"
"No matter, hmph, it's just offset by the Mood Points added from breakfast, my mood is still the best among everyone."
The Ox Mask Wearer Man snorted coldly.
The Virtual Beauty Girl Anchor said.
"All masters sat at their desks ready to start work meow, but then the leader sent a long text in the group chat criticizing everyone's tardiness, Mood Value -40 meow~"
"Finally made it to the end of the workday, just to be saddled with last-minute tasks by the boss meow, demanding completion today, which meant overtime, overtime meow... Working all the way until 10 p.m., Mood Value -40 meow~
"Of course, the Ox Master and Rabbit Master are still exceptions meow, while everyone else was scolded and working overtime, the Ox Master was dining, drinking tea, getting a foot massage, and discussing business meow~ Mood Value +20."
The light in front of him was greener, and the little figure below had turned into a wide, beaming smile, very much in sync with how he felt.
How could he possibly lose this way?
The Virtual Beauty Girl Anchor considerately gave everyone some time to digest the information they had received.
She then continued, "Dear masters, don't be sad, meow, because work is over, and everyone has caught the last subway home, back to their rented apartments. Although it's already 11 PM, you can finally entertain yourselves now, meow~"
The Virtual Beauty Girl Anchor clapped her hands as she said this, with colorful confetti falling down from above her head.
"Let's go, daddies, meow! Masters, cheer up, make yourselves happy, meow~ Coming up, please choose events according to the reverse order of the Chinese zodiac. You still have 30 seconds to think, but this time there are 6 options, meow~"
1. Work out, meow
2. Watch a super super popular recent movie, meow
3. Read an online novel, meow
4. Lie in bed and scroll through short videos, meow
5. Study seriously, meow~
6. Watch the Gold Medal Producer's livestream, meow~ Although Gold Medal Producer is just a small anchor, she will try her best to bring happiness to everyone, meow~
As if to tout the last option, the Virtual Beauty Girl Anchor switched into a cheerleader outfit and energetically started doing windmill arm waves.
And above her head, the 30-second countdown had already started ticking away.
The man wearing the Pig Mask had his back soaked in sweat, with his Mood Value at -68.
This was a delicate number, with some distance to -100 it might seem safe, but the situation was already clear.
No one knew what Mood Value reducing events might happen at work tomorrow, so he had to make good use of this precious entertainment evening to raise his Mood Value as much as possible.
But why, oh why, did it have to start with him? This way, his choices would become the experience of others.
And he couldn't gain any experience from others' choices.
The man in the Pig Mask glared maliciously at the man wearing the Mouse Mask, blaming this jerk, this disgusting unemployed young man, the rat of the sewers, if only he hadn't uttered those extra words earlier, the order wouldn't have changed, and he would have been the last to choose.