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Chapter Twenty One
The east is white, and the morning light is full of light.
A black Didi parked on the side of the road, carrying two impermanence.
Perhaps it was because Didi was about to go home to rest after running all night. As soon as Lian Xi and Weichen got into the car, the driver master looked at them in the rearview mirror. The car started, and the driver sitting in the front row laughed and said, "I just left the house so early, or I haven't returned all night."
Master Hei Wuchang would of course not pay attention to him, even Xi is not good at words.
But after a few seconds, Lian Xi still bit his head and said: "Just go home."
The master nodded and looked at them: "You young people, the nightlife is so rich." This is when they ran to the nightclub for a whole night and just came home.
Lian Xi fumbled to deal with it.
Seeing that the driver's master was about to chatter again, and his scalp was numb, he felt that it was more difficult than dealing with a kid. Suddenly, the mobile phone in his pocket rang and opened it.
It's a WeChat message.
[Xu Lang: Liancheng, I took a look at your live data over the past few days. It's better than before. Last night it was pretty good. 】
Taking this opportunity, Lian Xi hurriedly lowered his head to reply, and stopped paying attention to the driver's master: [Hmm...]
Xu Lang replied in seconds, a little surprised: [Are you not asleep, or just awake? 】
[Not sleeping. 】
【Is it ok to accept phone call? 】
Can't even ask for it: [Yes. 】
The next second, the phone rang, and the driver in the front row had to shut his mouth.
Xu Lang: "Hehe, your live broadcast data hit a new high last night, not bad, Liancheng."
Xi Xi laughed twice.
From dozens of spectators to more than one hundred spectators, it is indeed a record high.
Xu Lang: "I have arranged a very good recommendation for you tonight. You can prepare it and make some live broadcast effects."
Hearing this, Lian Xi remembered: "Don't waste me a recommendation."
Xu Lang laughed instead: "What is waste? I am very optimistic about you. Tonight this is Quandouya's best homepage recommendation. Don't waste this opportunity and keep working hard. I remember the first hydrogen gas experience three years ago. After being recommended, I gained 300,000 fans in one night and received tens of thousands of gifts."
Even with Xi's lips moving, he didn't say much after all.
...Tens of thousands of RMB a night.
I really want it.
To be a man always has to have dreams.
When I was in kindergarten, Xi Lian wanted to be the conductor of the choir in the garden, because everyone likes to be friends with the conductor and talk to him. But unfortunately, Lian Xi practiced singing songs at home for a week. On the day when the teacher chose the conductor, she didn't let the children run for election at all, but directly called a child to go up.
The child's father is the deputy dean of the Suzhou Park Hospital.
Later, Lian Xi wanted to be a scientist, an astronaut, and a millionaire...
People always have to have dreams, you see, doesn't he rely on demolition to become a millionaire?
So now, Lian Xi still has a lot of dreams.
In case one is not careful, he also receives a gift of tens of thousands of yuan tonight?
With excitement and nervousness, at 8 o'clock in the evening, the dumb studio officially started broadcasting.
At the computer desk, the handsome young man breathed slightly, and he opened the live studio seriously. In the next second, saw that the number of viewers in the live broadcast room rose from 100 to one thousand in an instant! Then, without giving people a chance to react, swish, swish, the number of fans has risen to 10,000!
Lian Xi: "!"
Su Jiao: "!"
Hao always stood aside, arms folded.
Hey, don't understand what these two humans are excited about.
Su Jiao: "I see, this is too powerful, you are going to be the anchor!"
Even Xi was very excited, but his cold and indifferent white face was still very calm and could not see any fluctuations: "It's still very early..."
With the attention of more than 10,000 viewers, the live broadcast officially began.
[Who is this anchor, Liancheng? I haven't heard of it. 】
[Recommended on the homepage, for pesticides. What is the anchor of the anchor? 】
[Wow, the anchor was recommended on the homepage tonight, awesome, should I develop a big anchor? I watched the anchor when there were only 300 fans! 】
[This anchor mainly plays Ma Chao and Sun Shangxiang, and is a national server. 】
Lian Xi silently added: Thank you, Zhuge Liang and Zhao Yun.
The live broadcast room was very lively, but Lian Xi seldom spoke, and he might make two noises at most in a game. Slowly, there are fewer and fewer people in the live broadcast room. Even if a new audience clicked in from the recommended spot on the homepage, and watched the dumb live broadcast for a few minutes, they felt bored and ran away.
Slowly, only a few thousand people remained in the live broadcast room.
[Anchor, say something, you are not really a dumb live broadcast room, right? 】
[Why don't the anchor sing a song? 】
There is also an old audience: [The anchor was your roommate who spoke last night, you sang a song with him. You two sing together, I will brush the plane for you. 】
airplane? !
One hundred dollars!
Lian Xi's eyes lit up.
But he quietly turned his head and glanced at the impermanent lord who was sitting on the sofa and rarely went out to work today...
Forget it, he can't make a hundred dollars.
Lian Xi: "He doesn't like singing."
[Wow, the voice of the anchor is very nice, please talk more. 】
[Very good, I'm paying attention to the anchor! Your roommate doesn't like to sing. The anchor can sing a song yourself. 】
Even when Xi was about to say that I don't like singing, I saw this audience say again: [I really don't want to sing, or you can tell a story for the anchor. Anyway, you are so strong in the game, torture and kill, tell us a story with one mind and two purposes. Tell a story, I will give you a plane. 】
Lian Xi suddenly came to his senses. He recalled a moment in his mind and spoke slowly.
"Then... I'll tell you a story."
[Talk about it! 】
[Send a blood bottle to the anchor! Come on! 】
Lian Xi was silent, and while manipulating the characters to play the game, he told the story in a gentle voice.
"I heard this story from a university roommate. My roommate, he is from Yancheng, Jiangsu, and his middle school is Yancheng Middle School. Their school is very large and has many campuses. Among them, the middle school campus is located in Yancheng City. The district is an old campus. It was established in the last century and has a long history of 93 years."
[Wow, people from Yancheng report! 】
[The sense of substitution is here! 】
Outside the door, the dwarf roommate passed by after taking a shower. Hearing that Lian Xi was telling a story, he sat over curiously.
Master Heiwuchang also raised his gaze from the impermanence certificate. He looked at Lian Xi. From his perspective, he could just see the smooth chin line of the youth.
Lian Xi said quietly: "Yancheng is the revolutionary base of the New Fourth Army. There is a two-story building on the old campus of Yanzhong. It is a two-story building. Many famous generals have lived there, such as General Chen Yi. So this building The building is also called Chen Yilou by the locals."
"The old campus has a lot of flowers and plants, and many trees are the kind of towering trees. Even if the sun is strong in summer, unless the sun hangs above your head at noon, you can walk on the campus. Many places are not exposed to the sun at all, and they are all tens of meters away. The tall tree blocked it."
[Real-name recognition, the anchor does not seem to be making up a story. The flowers and plants in our salt are extremely luxuriant, and the big mosquitoes in the salt don't want to remember. 】
[Alumni recognize relatives! Don't want to recall +1! 】
Slowly, the number of people in the live broadcast room increased again.
Lian Xi glanced at the bullet screen. After the game was over, he didn't play a new game, but put down his phone and told the story seriously.
"Every school has many horror legends. The simplest and the most widely spread one is that every school is built on a cemetery. First, you can use the students’ honesty to suppress evil, and second, the cemetery is cheap. , The school does not care about these.
"My roommate said that when he was in junior high school, a horror legend was popular in the school.
"Say there are ghosts in the small woods behind Zhengbei Tower..."
[Fucking ghost story? 】
[My pants are all off, you tell me a ghost story? 】
"At that time, my roommate had just entered the first grade of junior high school, and he was a boarding student. There were eight people in the dormitory, six first-year juniors, and two senior second-year seniors. Those two second-year seniors secretly told them that the windows on the first floor of the dormitory were actually It's bad. As long as you break it slightly with your hand, the iron railing will bend. People who are thinner can get out. They often get out to play like this at night.
"When he said that, the six first-year students were very excited and wanted to go out to play. That night, after the lights were turned off, they ran to the first floor together. As the two second-year students said, the window railings are It's bad, but they broke it hard for a long time, and only bend it a little.
"In the end, there were only enough for two second-year students, my roommate, and a thin man with glasses, four people got out.
"There are security guards patrolling at night, but there are too many trees, flowers and plants in the salt. It is September when school just started, and it is very hot in summer. The security guards are not willing to drill into places with lots of flowers and plants. They are all mosquitoes and insects. They hide in these places. In the tall grass and trees, I quietly ran to the Zhengbei Building and all the way to the small woods."
[Is there a small forest behind Zhengbei Building? The elder sister who graduated ten years ago said that she had forgotten all of them. 】
[Anchor Modo Modo! 】
"Four kids, just running and running like this, after getting into the grove, my roommate and another first-year junior suddenly became scared.
"Will the teacher find out? ’
‘Is there really a ghost here? ’
‘Shall we go first? ’
"Two second-year students told them that if you want to hell, it's very simple. Find the thickest tree in the small forest, put your face to the tree, and silently recite the countdown for a hundred seconds. After one hundred seconds, if When the ghost appears, it will pat your shoulder. At this time, you must not look back. You can ask the ghost a question, and the ghost must answer you honestly. After he answers, he will ask you to look back at him. But no matter what he does You can't look back even if you are bullying and temptation.
"Then they found the thickest tree, covered their faces... and started counting down."
[...In the middle of the night, let's play the game as the anchor. 】
[Swipe the plane for the anchor! Keep talking, I love to listen! 】
[The voice of the anchor is so good, the ghost stories are not scary anymore. 】
In the room, Su Jiao hugged Lian Xi's pillow and swallowed.
Heiwuchang calmly leaned against the sofa, with one leg raised, and leaning on the back of the sofa, with his single eyelids slightly closed, as if he was casually listening to the story.
Lian Xi: "100, 99, 98...
"Finally, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1...
"My roommate shouted, has anyone slapped you on the shoulder?!
"The other three people shook their heads, each covering their faces and daring not to take their hands away, saying that no one patted their shoulders.
"The four children waited so fearfully for a few minutes, and there was still no movement, only the wind blew behind them.
"My roommate and his friend were frightened. Suddenly, the two second-year juniors laughed.
'No way! Are you taking it seriously? ’
‘I’m so ridiculous, new students are so stupid. ’
"My roommate was angry and was scared to death by them in the middle of the night. The two second-year students were like the real ones. A lot of the old students' hell things were said along the way, but the result was fake. The other wears The first-year student with glasses was also very angry, so he let go of his hand.
‘You guys are so boring! Chen Kai, let's go, ignore them. ’
"The two first-year freshmen made up their minds not to pay attention to the two second-year students, and they would return to the dormitory together. As a result, they turned their heads...suddenly! Two gloomy faces suddenly appeared in front of them, with white eyeballs. Almost put on their eyelids!
"I saw the heads of the two second-year students slowly twisted their heads, looked at them with a grinning grin, and asked...
‘Hee hee hee, didn’t you tell you...Don’t look back? ’"
In the live broadcast room.
【……】
【……】
【……】
[Get off. 】
[The scary anchor is out. 】
[Anchor 88888. 】
Lian Xi: "..."
You let me tell the story!
Seeing that more and more people are clearing the customs, the audience who promised to send the plane at first disappeared. Even Xi felt a pain in his heart and hurried to save him: "Fake stories, obviously, are deceptive. And they are not scary. My roommate said it was a dream. When he woke up, he found that there were a total of six people in their dormitory. He made up the two in the second year of the second year, and there is no such thing as the second year."
[I won’t check if the anchor sings a song. 】
[Sing and sing! 】
Lian Xi: "..."
How can it be so difficult to be an anchor!
After the broadcast, Lian Xi was sweaty and panting, only feeling that he had experienced a catastrophe.
The dwarf roommate still has lingering fears: "The story you told is quite true, a bit scary, it turned out to be a dream."
Lian Xi glanced at him: "It's really just a dream. It's just that my roommate told five other people in the same dormitory about this dream the next day. All four of them found it funny. Only the thin roommate with glasses did not speak. When eating at noon, the roommate with glasses quietly grabbed my roommate and told him...
"He also had the exact same dream."
Su Jiao: "..."
NS!
Su Jiao: "Bored! I'm gone! Go to sleep!"
In the quiet room, there were only Lian Xi and Lu left.
For some reason, Mr. Hao didn't do his duty to go out to catch ghosts and reincarnate, and it is very strange that Xi didn't even ask.
After the broadcast, Lian Xi closed the live broadcast room, and soon his WeChat turned on.
Click to take a look.
[List boss-fried squid: how about the anchor, my national service Zhuge Liang list is ready, August is about to end, can I have the national standard next month? 】
Lian Xi lowered his head, silently watching the flashing messages on the phone screen.
[Liancheng: Well, it's done. 】
[Danzi Boss-Fried Squid: OK, then I will pay you the remaining balance after we get the national standard at the beginning of next month. Hey, don't not work hard at the end of the month and save yourself as a brother. By the way, anchor, the ghost story you told tonight is quite interesting, really you made it up? I am from Yancheng, and I feel quite immersive to hear your story. 】
[Liancheng: Well, it's fake, it's meaningless. 】
[Sanzi Boss-Fried Squid: It's okay, it's interesting. You can tell more ghost stories in the live broadcast. Next time, I will fly you the plane. 】
[Liancheng: Do you find it interesting? 】
[Single boss-fried squid: It's fun, why? 】
[Liancheng: Then you might as well look back now. 】
[Order Boss-Fried squid:...]
[Danzi Boss-Fried Squid: Hahaha, do you want to scare me [doge]]
[Boss Shanzi-Fried squid: Let me tell you, I have been scared since I was a child, and I am not afraid of anything! Let me make a video for you to see if there are any ghosts behind me. 】
A six-story residential building in Yancheng, Jiangsu.
In the small narrow room, a young man with a flat head was sitting in front of the computer, his shriveled face reflected in the blue light. He grinned and looked at the words of the king anchor on WeChat deliberately scaring himself. He smiled nonchalantly. He turned on the phone camera and planned to take a video to the little anchor to see how bold he was, and then bit by bit.
He turned his head.
Crunch.
Crunch.
In the dimly lit room, there was a sound of needle falling. Turning around, the smile of the flat-headed youth suddenly froze on his face.
He saw a pair of feet...
He raised his head, his eyes stopped abruptly when he saw the man in black behind him.
In the dark light, the man's profound and beautiful features are as sharp as an axe. He lifted the corners of his lips and smiled softly.
"You should be reborn."
The flat-headed young man's eyes were wide and his lips were wide open. Before he recovered, he turned into a ray of white light and dissipated in the air.
At the same time, Sioux City, hundreds of miles away.
The black impermanence adult who sat on the sofa in a daze for several hours slowly closed the impermanence certificate in his hand, his slender legs fell on the ground, and he stood up.
Huichen looked down at his colleague and raised his eyebrows: "Let's go, go out, work."
Lian Xi obediently got up and changed clothes.
When the two went out, Xi thought for a while: "You look very happy?"
Miaochen: "Yes?"
Lian Xi nodded: "Yes."
This fried squid looked for Lian Xi Da's national service Zhuge Liang's list last month, so he added a WeChat friend, and it has been appearing in Lian Xi's live broadcast room in recent days. After Lin Xi finished his list this morning, he was contacted by WeChat, and it was his mother who returned. Only then did Lian Xi know that the squid had died suddenly from overwork three days ago.
Even though he was on the live broadcast, waited for nothing, and caught a ghost who had forgotten that he died and did not go to reincarnation, it was indeed an achievement.
But always waited for this ghost for several hours!
With this time, Hao can always go out to catch three ghosts.
But he looks quite happy...
Walking onto the street, the cool evening breeze is oncoming.
Lian Xi: "You are very happy because you accepted a ghost?"
The black-clothed man with a grim face put his hands in his pockets, and after hearing this, he laughed in a low voice: "Oh, that's really happy."
Lian Xi didn't know why: "Why?"
"Why?" The man looked back at him, his deep eyes flashing dark teasing light: "Because, this is not a ghost that belongs to Su City."
Lian Xi was taken aback, and it took a few seconds to react, and then: "..."
It is said that a wife is worse than a concubine, and a concubine is worse than stealing!
Dare to love you because you have stolen Yancheng's poor performance, so you are extremely excited now? !
Quietly took a look at Heiwuchang next to him, and even Xi Xin said: If there is an object in the future, why don't you go out and steal the fishy every day?
Hei Wuchang's low voice sounded: "Are you scolding me?"
Lian Xi: "?!"
The youth looked calm and raised his head: "No."
Hei Wuchang smiled: "Oh, remember, communication is not only based on language, but also on words... Be careful."
Lian Xi: "..."
Heiwuchang is so handsome.
Impermanence is so powerful.
Master Heiwuchang has boundless mana, and has passed the gods!
……Did you hear that?
Lu Chen looked at Lian Xi meaningfully, and Lian Xi also looked at him.
The two looked at each other and smiled at each other.
At the same time, after Lian Xi and Lu Chen left home to work, a bedroom door slowly opened in the top corner of the house corridor. A short roommate with a facial mask stood inside the door. He raised his hands and smoothed the folds on the mask while looking at the door of the house. After a while, he snorted coldly: "I think you are blinded by lard, shit!"
"It's impossible to live in this place."
The dwarf roommate squeezed his mouth, cursing inexplicably, dog-legged on top, taking out his suitcase and starting to pack his things.
"I want to move back to school! Can't live! Can't live anymore!"
The author has something to say:
CC: At first glance, he is a scumbag, Aquaman, who likes to steal!
Mo always raised his eyebrows: Did you steal you? So excited.
after a long time.
President Ha:………………
CC: Heh! Ah!