Chapter 545: Chapter 545: Deviation
It was not until Hannah had changed her clothes and prepared for bed that Jinlian remembered something important.
She ran crying to Hannah’s bedside and sat down, "Master, the live broadcasting platform is being fixed, and normal broadcasting should resume after a while."
Hannah seemed uninterested, engrossed in a novel she was reading while sitting on the bed, "I know."
Jinlian sighed, straightened up, still holding the plush kitty in her arms, circling around Hannah, "Master, even if you don’t say, I know."
Hannah remained in her lazy posture, changing her positions and continued reading, "What do you know?"
Jinlian stopped walking, became serious all of a sudden, "Master, are you brewing a big conspiracy?"
Hannah paused in flipping the pages, her gaze fixed directly on Jinlian in front of her. The smile on her face suddenly turned cold, and there seemed to be malicious intent in her eyes, "Yes, you found out?"
Jinlian was taken aback by Hannah’s expression and she flinched, "Master...Master, will you silence me forever?!"
She quickly hugged the little cat in her arms tighter.
Hannah abruptly sat upright.
There was just one table lamp turned on in the room, which was far from bright, radiating an eerie chill.
Jinlian had never felt so vulnerable, pitiful, and helpless before.
With her eyes closed, she could almost foresee her fate of being disassembled.
She was done for.
She had forgotten that people who possessed top-secret information were often dangerous, just like her master...
"You think too much."
Hannah returned with a bottle of ice water and flicked Jinlian’s head.
Jinlian blinked her eyes, looking at the person in front of her, "Master, you’re not going to kill me?"
Hannah glanced at her, "You’re not edible."
Jinlian: "..."
Probably realizing that Hannah was just joking, Jinlian relaxed immediately, but there were still important matters to attend to.
"Master, up to now, our plot has deviated significantly. If we start broadcasting now, we might meet a tragic ’death’."
"By how much?"
"About...32%"
According to the rules of the Interstellar platform, the plot can be freely improvised by the anchor, but the degree of deviation must stay within 10%. Considering their current situation, if they started broadcasting, the alarm would probably go off.
Once the alarm sounds, it will inevitably attract the platform’s attention, and at that point, simply completing the plot would not suffice.
The highest deviation from the plot in the history of the Interstellar platform was only 17%, and the punishment varied from person to person.
It could be an endless cycle of rebirth, or perhaps being sent to a remote planet to mine.
In any case, none of it was particularly pleasant.
She didn’t want to go mining, she really didn’t, she was just a helpless little dog.
"Only 32%?" Hannah suddenly sighed and looked out the uniquely dark night outside the window, murmuring in a low voice, "Sure enough, it’s still not enough."
Jinlian had started to think about what to bring to the mining to prevent hair loss.
*
The drama crew was shooting in seclusion, and actors were not allowed to take a leave unless there were special circumstances.
Tiffany Lynch was no exception.
She couldn’t go out, and her days were spent facing Hannah. Her utmost thought was how to outshine Hannah in the upcoming shoots.
Unfortunately, the scenes involving both of them were yet to come.
Not until today.
The shooting hadn’t begun yet. Tiffany Lynch glanced at Hannah, who was sitting on the side, fanning herself with a round fan. She scoffed internally, passed Hannah by and headed straight to Director Lee.
