Chapter 15: A Ghostly Marriage with the Dead Bai Yueguang (Fifteen)

Xiao Yingying sighed, her eyes showing sympathy: "What a timid little girl..."

After recording for half a day, Jiang Ziyu seemed to be a little more comfortable and took the initiative to talk: "It can't be helped. The environment shapes your personality."

"Hearing what you said, it seems that you are quite touched?"

Jiang Ziyu was stunned for a moment, then looked up at the young man's narrow eyes with a smile. The other party seemed to be in good spirits now, and he was turning two walnuts back and forth in his hands, which looked incongruous no matter how he looked at it.

Just like the way he said this, it seemed full of deep meaning, yet also seemed like a casual question...

Of course, there is nothing to hide about this matter.

Jiang Ziyu thought for a moment and began to explain, "I grew up in an orphanage, so I can empathize with children who grow up in such an environment. In fact, material deprivation can easily lead to inferiority and cowardice in a person's character."

Xiao Yingying's eyes widened in surprise. She'd heard that Jiang Ziyu was a second-generation rich kid, so why was he being treated so poorly now? Could it be that he was trying to break into the entertainment industry, so he was already messing with his image?

That's true. My family's financial situation is actually pretty good, but after I started living on campus, my parents only gave me 50 yuan a week. Ten yuan a day wasn't enough to even feed me. I protested, but they told me they couldn't spoil me, saying their generation only paid 50 cents for a meal. When classmates asked me why I didn't eat breakfast, I said I couldn't get up. When they asked me why I always ate instant noodles at night, I said I loved them...

——Who would like to eat instant noodles? Poor little thing~ Hug you.

——Speechless, the fifty cents back then can’t be compared to what it is now.

——It’s okay. When they are old, you can give them fifty cents a day. After all, they said it themselves that fifty cents is enough to feed themselves.

——It turns out he grew up in an orphanage, no wonder he is so quiet.

——And he can't walk well. Oh my god, I really don't know why God treats him like this. He doesn't look very old...

"But I'm lucky. I was adopted by my parents when I was in high school, and now I have enough food and clothing."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yingying seemed to understand the connection between the two, and suddenly realized, "Maybe you met your current parents because of the hardships you experienced in the first half of your life. I heard your family is very wealthy... By the way, do you wealthy families have movie theaters, rooftop swimming pools, or anything like that?"

Perhaps to lighten the mood, Jiang Ziyu was amused by her exaggerated expression and nodded, "Really?"

——The clown is actually me!

— Turns out I was adopted by wealthy parents. Wow, how can I, who only makes 3,000 yuan a month, have the nerve to sympathize with others?!

Xiao Yingying looked envious: "You are so lucky."

Jiang Ziyu sighed: "I am indeed lucky to have met my current parents, but my parents were not so lucky. They actually chose a sickly child like me as their son..."

Xiao Yingying subconsciously glanced at his legs, her mouth half open, not knowing how to comfort him. The atmosphere seemed to have fallen into a low ebb.

At this moment, Yu Huo, who had brought up this topic, suddenly laughed: "I think it's their blessing to have you. Without you... they would be in such a mess."

Jiang Ziyu tilted his head and looked at him, his expression full of confusion, but before he could ask further questions, the young man in front of him had already turned his attention to the screen and started chattering in the comment section again.

"What do you mean by beautiful women always have short lives? That's because no one cares how long ugly people can live. Next."

"Why do I always feel like I look better after washing my face? Uh...it's hard to judge, but I think it might be your brain that's flooded, it's just an illusion. Next."

"What should I do if my boyfriend praises his enemy? What should I do? What else can I do? +1 to my enemy~"

"What?! Why didn't Sun Wukong let Liu Bei stop Lin Daiyu when she was uprooting the weeping willow tree? Uh... I guess it was because Lu Zhishen had just been rescued by Zhuge Liang when Jia Baoyu was forced to climb the Five Finger Mountain."

——Pfft, I strongly request Yu Huo to perform a stand-up comedy on e-Cloud Music, I will definitely buy it!

——Lu Zhishen: If I had known he was coming, I wouldn’t have come~

—Aren't you talking nonsense? I've read Journey to the West at least twenty times, and there's nothing I don't know! What the hell does Lin Daiyu, Liu Bei, and Lu Zhishen have to do with Journey to the West?

——Come and see, an honest man suddenly appears upstairs!

Yu Huo glanced at the length of the live broadcast and quickly spouted off, "You know all of this? Then let me test you. How do you pronounce the Tightening Curse? What are the names of the 100,000 Heavenly Soldiers and Generals? If the White Bone Demon has a headache, should she see a neurologist or an orthopedist? What's in the bag Sha Seng carries? Nezha has three heads and six arms. If he had a cerebral thrombosis, would he have one head clotted or all three?"

——.......I’m going to have a cerebral thrombosis.

—Emma, ​​how would I know?

——This mouth is really sharp...!

——My goodness, in just a few seconds, my cerebellum shrank several times.

——+1! This livestream made me feel like I was going to lose my soul at any moment, hahahaha.

"Okay, the live broadcast time is up. Last sentence... everyone, look at the upper right corner! Double-click 666, follow us and don't get lost. We'll see you again!"

Swish! The screen went black. Turning back, Yu Huo saw Qin She enter and announced to them, "Although I don't want to be the bad guy, I'm sorry to tell you that Group 2's live stream likes are nearly double that of Group 1."

Xiao Yingying was mentally prepared and nodded calmly.

In just half an hour, the gap was narrowed from ten times to one time. Not bad, very good.

Even if I lose, I don’t lose in a very ugly way.

Yu Huo shrugged to show his acceptance. After Qin She left, he turned his gaze to the young man sitting alone in a wheelchair. Seeing that the other person's eyes were always staring at the door, he lowered his eyes, hiding all the emotions in them.

He knows everyone's secrets...but he doesn't tell them, just for fun~

[Revenge 945:........Host, was this also the case when you went on missions before?]

Yu Huo thought for a moment: What? Are you playing tricks on me? Didn't you even check my task completion rate before I started working there?

[I've seen it. Your former partner and I had a long talk. The handover went very smoothly and I didn't have any difficulty at all.]

So what else are you dissatisfied with?

"It's because it went so smoothly, so now I think about it, something feels a little off. You've completed the mission so well, how could it be willing to leave you, this golden thigh?"

Don't think too much, it's just used to being simple and likes to endure hardships.

【Hehe, do you think I believe it? 】

You know what? I hate it when people say "hehe" to me!

【hehe! 】

What's up? Are you trying to get close to me and start a big fight?

【I am not afraid of being torn to pieces.】

"Hardcore~ Do you believe I can format it for you?"

【.......】

Yu Huo rubbed his brows, his tired eyes revealing a subtle charm. In this brief moment, he caught someone's eye and stirred someone's heart...