The Civil Servant's Job is to Raise The Furries!-Chapter 254 - 253: Fox’s Words

The show had just started for five minutes, and the online viewership had already exceeded three million, with the number of viewers increasing by hundreds of thousands every minute. Its popularity was unstoppable, and #Desert Survival Law Episode 2 Premiere# had already climbed to the top of the trending searches.

Netizens clicked into the variety show’s livestream and were completely taken aback upon seeing the filming location.

[Looked at the livestream title, didn’t walk into the wrong place, I thought I had stumbled into a rural large stage.]

[I’ve only seen such interior decor in period dramas. Did the show team purposely choose such a rundown house to meet, knowing that both new guests are second-generation rich, to create an effect?]

[Already looking forward to the appearance of Lu Jinyu and Su Zhining! Especially since these two are the type to speak their minds.]

Today, Xu Ying wore a light yellow down jacket, wrapped in a fluffy white scarf, with a pinecone brooch gifted by Chen Su pinned to her chest. The bright colors made her eyes and skin glow, full of life and energy.

The stylist had given her a hairstyle today that matched the "Assist Farmer Livestream" cat ear style.

[Cheering for Little Xu Station Chief! The pinecone brooch on Little Xu Station Chief’s clothes is so cute, is it handmade?]

[The hairstyle is the same as that from the Assist Farmer Livestream, it’s like a divine hairstyle, so beautiful, just weld it to her head!]

[Sadly, this episode doesn’t have the two handsome anchors beside Little Xu Station Chief to create a contrast, boohoo.]

[Why do I feel that the show team definitely won’t miss out on these hot topics? Let’s wait and see, there’s a chance both handsome guys might appear!]

[Hold on, wasn’t the Assist Farmer Livestream hosted by three anchors? Did you all just ignore Ning Zexi?]

Just then, the wooden door suddenly creaked softly, and everyone’s gaze snapped towards the door — could the new guest have arrived?

"Wow~"

A cry, akin to a baby girl’s wail, suddenly came from outside the door, startling the guests inside.

Jia Yao widened his eyes, "Does the show allow bringing kids on the show?"

Yao Yingzhe stroked his chin, his thick eyebrows raised in surprise, "Could there be new parents among the new guests?"

As everyone speculated, a square-faced fox peeked through the door gap.

The Tibetan Fox slowly squeezed through the door, shaking its fluffy tail.

"Oh my!"

Ye Jie covered her mouth in surprise, her bright face full of amazement, "So this is the Tibetan Fox’s call! It sounds like a baby’s whimper and a crow’s call, it’s amazing!"

Xu Ying had anticipated this moment and smilingly waved at the door, "Fox Director, over here~ Did you have breakfast?"

Xu Ying had already informed the Tibetan Fox of the recording location yesterday; it was halfway up the mountain, not far from the Tibetan Fox’s home, so Fox Director had come by for an early shift.

Hearing the title "Fox Director", the Tibetan Fox raised its square head proudly and walked over with the gait of an old cadre: [Such a big show crew, and you don’t even provide breakfast?]

"Not only is there a working meal, but there’s also pay after recording."

Xu Ying winked and sneakily slipped a piece of jerky over.

The Tibetan Fox, satisfied with the jerky in its mouth, leapt lightly onto the chair beside Xu Ying, sitting properly — it had to eat properly at the table!

Jia Yao stared at the Tibetan Fox’s meme-worthy square face, shoulders shaking as he held back laughter.

Yao Yingzhe pretended to be serious, teasing, "This new guest looks more mature and composed than me, huh?"

The show team timely released photos of the Tibetan Fox as a cub — a mini-version of the square-faced fox, small yet already exuding the demeanor of an old cadre.

Seeing the Tibetan Fox, netizens couldn’t hold back:

[I see, this kid was mature from a young age.]

[Wrote a poem for the Tibetan Fox — "Fox’s Words": Ear foxes charm and please, Arctic foxes’ beauty ceases, red foxes dazzle and tease, yet Tibetan Foxes look like no one’s needs.]

[Is the Tibetan Fox the least attractive of the fox family? Isn’t it said to be a fox spirit? What kind of fox spirit looks like this and can charm anyone?]

[Why belittle one to praise another? I need to speak up for the Tibetan Fox! It’s not the ugliest fox in the fox family; go search for summer-shedding Arctic Foxes!]

(Summer-shedding Arctic Fox)

[Oh my, a black-faced Zhang Fei!]

[My image of Arctic Foxes as snow fairies is shattered now!]

Ye Jie’s laughter was easily provoked, and upon setting eyes on the Tibetan Fox, she couldn’t help but start chuckling.

Seeing such a pretty beauty smiling at him constantly, the Tibetan Fox quietly asked Xu Ying: [Little Xu Station Chief, does this pretty sister like me because she smiles every time she sees me?]

Xu Ying nodded vigorously, "Exactly, because you look so humorous and likable, quite popular in our human world."

"We humans even love using your memes, and many artists have drawn you in a cute meme style."

Xu Ying took out her phone and showcased various Tibetan Fox memes, which the Fox Director viewed with keen interest, nodding in satisfaction with a light tone: [Turns out you humans are so enamored with me.]

Yao Yingzhe squinted, surveying the Tibetan Fox closely, and suddenly burst into laughter, "Oh wow, this big face, it’s like it’s been sat on by an elephant, flattened so perfectly square!"

The Tibetan Fox’s ears twitched, tilting its square head towards Xu Ying: [Station Chief, they’re saying my face is square, are they complimenting my dignified looks?]

Xu Ying stifled her laughter and solemnly made up nonsense: "Of course! My mom said, a big face means great face, a full forehead and a square jaw, all the qualities of a leader."

Upon hearing that, the Tibetan Fox immediately straightened its posture and squinted, showing a reserved yet proud smile: [That’s great, I just love having a square face.]

Listening to Xu Ying humor the Tibetan Fox, Ye Jie couldn’t hold it in and burst out laughing, "Oh no, it really believes it!"

"Ziziz..."

At this moment, the old-fashioned radio on the wooden cabinet emitted some noise.

"Welcome to the six guests’ ’Snow Mountain Breakfast Club’—"

The assistant director’s voice, mixed with static, came through.

The camera panned across the room: fading red paint slogans, yellowing old photos, and the old mountaineering gear piled in the corner all told the weathered history of this scientific expedition base.

"Now everyone is in the wooden house that served as the first base established by our country’s scientific expedition team on the West Mountain in the 1960s."

The assistant director’s voice suddenly turned solemn, "In those years with isolated transport and poor infrastructure, every piece of lumber was manually hauled from a forest 30 kilometers away."

Close-up shots focused on the varying depth axe marks on the wooden walls and the red-painted inscription mark celebrating its completion, continuously maintained since the 20th-century 60s.

After the assistant director introduced the history of the small house where everyone ate breakfast, lively Northwestern folk music suddenly started playing.

"Now, let us warmly welcome the two new guests!"

The camera switched to the door.

A crunching sound of footsteps on snow was heard outside, the bronze bell on the wooden door rang crisply as it swung with each movement.

Backlit, a light pink silhouette appeared at the door.

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(Arctic Fox after dyeing)