Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Suddenly Made a Comeback!

Chapter 115: Chapter 115: Jiang Yan’s New Follower—Richard!

Jiang Yan was woken by a loud crowing noise.

Annoyed, he opened his eyes and saw that the hen, which should have been on the chopping block yesterday and at his mercy, had somehow barged into the room again, pecking at something on the ground and occasionally stretching its neck to crow a few times.

Jiang Yan clicked his tongue and looked at his PD.

The PD remained indifferent, “It came in by itself, I didn’t get involved.”

Director Sun had asked him to play a loudspeaker, but he hadn’t had the chance to fetch it yet.

But immediately after, Jiang Yan realized something was off, his eyes widened as he looked at the chicken still crowing with a body of white feathers.

“Fuck, aren’t you a hen? How can you crow?!”

Was he still not awake, or was there something wrong with this chicken?!

“Hens crowing, although very rare, is not unheard of.”

Jiang Li, who had just finished her morning exercise, came in, followed by PD Wang, who looked ashen. Jiang Yan’s PD immediately gave him a sympathetic glance.

Jiang Li continued after glancing at the hen now strutting to a corner: “Clearly, the hormones of this hen must have mutated, leading to its newfound ability to crow. There’s no need for alarm; after all, there has been the saying ‘a hen crows at dawn’ since ancient times.”

[Let me enlighten everyone, ‘a hen crows at dawn’ means that the hen crows in the morning, which in ancient times was a metaphor for women overstepping their bounds.]

[Jiang Li’s knowledge is quite extensive, she even knows such an obscure idiom, did she fail her college entrance exam and that’s why she went to a community college?]

[I’m dying of laughter, how did the Young Master encounter such a rare phenomenon as a hen crowing! The hen seemed perfectly normal yesterday.]

[As bizarre as it is, after seeing Jiang Yan chased and falling into a mud pit by out-of-control cows yesterday, I don’t find this so bizarre anymore.]

[Perhaps there’s something off with the magnetic field around the Young Master? Maybe Jiang Li should seriously do a divination for him to change his luck.]

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yan also had a surprised look, even his anger from being woken up dissipated a lot.

“Mutated? This thing can mutate? It couldn’t be…”

A weird smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he then grabbed the hen.

Oddly enough, the hen had grown much calmer after spending a day at Uncle Zhao’s house, and even now, being picked up by Jiang Yan, it didn’t struggle fiercely.

Jiang Yan was even more pleased.

“I know the reason, it must be because my masculine hormones are too strong, so they infected this hen and caused the mutation.”

Jiang Li: “….”

The two PDs: “…..”

The viewers in the livestream: “……”

Jiang Yan’s fans were at a loss for words too.

What to do?

Their idol seemed to be growing a thicker skin.

Is it still not too late for them to unfollow him?

However, what shattered their expectations even more was yet to come.

Jiang Yan changed his attitude towards the hen, not only softly placing it on the ground but also gently stroking its feathers with utmost gentleness.

“Since you’ve escaped death, I, as your Young Master, will spare your life. From today on, you’re my follower. I shall bestow upon you a name—how about Richard? It sounds so international at first listen!”

[Help, am I dreaming? The Young Master actually named a chicken Richard? And it’s a hen?!]

[This is even more outrageous… Could it be Jiang Yan has been driven mad?]

[Director Sun, come and see what’s become of your guest under your torment.]

[Ahahaha, Richard, I can’t stop laughing, the disdain can’t be hidden from Jiang Li’s face next to him!]

As time passed, more and more people poured into the live broadcast, just in time to witness this scene.

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In an instant, Jiang Yan’s live stream room became the number one in popularity, and the screen was filled with a sea of “hahaha” comments.

At the same time, the hashtag #JiangYan’sNewFollowerProudlyOnDuty# also made it onto the trending searches.

Those who didn’t know better might think that the notorious Eldest Young Master Jiang was bullying the weak again.

But once they clicked into it.

This weakling was a chicken.

A hen that had undergone hormonal mutations and learned to crow like a rooster, no less.

[Pure bystander, wasn’t Jiang Yan known as a notorious playboy? When did he turn into a comedy act?]

[In two days, Jiang Yan has hit the trending search three times thanks to a chicken. It’s only right to give the chicken some recognition.]

[I nearly choked from laughter in the live stream room. What kind of treasure is Jiang Yan? He has such an intriguing spirit and is so handsome. Say no more, I’m paying tribute with a follow!]

The bizarre method of gaining attention successfully brought Jiang Yan’s fans count past one million.

Meanwhile, Jiang Yan himself was completely oblivious to this, stepping out of the main hall while cradling the chicken in his arms.

At this time, Jiang Li had just finished making breakfast, and when he saw him come out holding a chicken, he turned his head and went back into the kitchen with his bowl.

Jiang Yan: “….”

Was it really necessary? His Richard was clearly so adorable!

Uncle Zhao, who had been out, also came back, and Jiang Yan, quite excited, ran up to him to show off.

But how could the honest and straightforward Uncle Zhao possibly understand his actions? Despite this, he still listened earnestly and then gestured several times to Jiang Yan with his hands.

Jiang Yan was still clueless about sign language, rubbing his chin as he pondered deeply.

“Are you saying that the name I picked is good?”

Uncle Zhao waved his hands, and seeing that he didn’t get his point, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a cloth bag to hand to Jiang Yan, indicating for him to open it and see.

Jiang Yan was surprised, “Is this for me?”

Uncle Zhao smiled and nodded his head.

Jiang Yan opened the cloth bag, and when he saw what was inside, he was stunned.

Inside the bag was a brand new red Tibetan outfit.

Even though it wasn’t as exquisitely made as the one he had dirtied, it was thoughtful enough.

“So, you went out early in the morning just to buy me clothes?” asked Jiang Yan.

Uncle Zhao nodded, his smile growing even more genuine.

He gestured animatedly, wanting Jiang Yan to hurry up and try it on.

Jiang Yan’s grip on the clothes tightened, and suddenly his eyes felt sour.

Ever since his father had died in an accident, he had not received such a meaningful gift.

Real men do not easily shed tears, especially not in front of a camera.

Then next second, Jiang Yan was back to his usual expression, clearing his throat somewhat stiffly as he thanked Uncle Zhao.

[Wuuu Uncle Zhao is so nice, knowing that the young master likes such clothes and even going out to buy one for him.]

[Is Jiang Yan moved? It seems he’s not as unruly as he appears to be.]

[My tear ducts are weak, don’t make me watch this, I’m about to cry a river.]

This scene was also fully witnessed by Jiang Li, who followed them out.

Their father had passed away from an illness when she was five years old. At that time, Jiang Yan was only seven, right at the age of rebellion and mischief.

She vaguely remembered that Jiang Yan had been gloomy for a long time, and afterward, he became increasingly unrestrained and fell deeper into decline.

Looking back now, the rebelliousness and obstinacy in his bones were probably because he lacked paternal love and care during his childhood.

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