Miaomiao reminded: "For those with financial problems, I think it's better to stay alive."

【You can't starve to death because of your dreams. 】

"Yes, I had nothing when I first graduated, so I thought I'd save enough money before pursuing my music dream. I also didn't want to burden my family."

[Miaomiao, didn't you expect to exceed your target? This isn't just saving money, this is making a killing. It makes me want to go live streaming too. Family, how about I do a live stream of my shaman dance?]

【If it doesn’t look good, don’t watch it. 】

[What are you afraid of? Today's beauty filters are amazing. Men can be transformed into women, and even ugly people can be transformed into beauties.]

"Hey hey hey." Miaomiao patted his forehead. "I was so engrossed in watching you guys chatting that I forgot I was here for fortune-telling. Sister Ji Yu, can you please help me check which competition I signed up for?"

"You don't need to worry about that. You already have a fan base and your singing skills are pretty good, so there will definitely be no problem if you go and participate."

Miaomiao breathed a sigh of relief, but then her heart began to lift again.

"I'm not an internet celebrity, so I'm a little worried about the public opinion..."

"If you really cared about this, you wouldn't have chosen not to renew your contract, Miss Miaomiao. I believe you already have the answer in your heart. Switching from an internet celebrity to a singer, rumors and gossip are inevitable, but you're pursuing your dream for yourself, not for those rumors and gossip."

"Indeed, even if there are controversies, so what? I still have my own fans."

[What? Changing careers to become a singer? Tsk tsk tsk, forget about being an internet celebrity for such a professional career.]

[This is hilarious. I haven't even started yet, and already I'm being mocked.]

[I'm not being sarcastic, but there's a gap between influencers and singers. Even some celebrities in the domestic entertainment industry who sing don't dare call themselves singers, yet a small influencer brazenly calls himself a singer. Listen to me, just continue to be an influencer. You'll have plenty of male fans tipping you every night, and you'll even be going to meet the top person. How clean can it be?]

Ji Yu raised his eyebrows slightly and snorted coldly, "Miss Miaomiao, you have to meet the number one on the list. This is the company's requirement. If you don't meet, it will be considered a breach of contract and you will need to pay liquidated damages."

"Yes, I can afford the penalty, but I don't know what my future holds, so of course I'll save as much as I can. Besides, most of my fans are girls, and the top-ranked people I meet are generally women."

[A female internet celebrity's fans are mostly women? Who would believe that?]

[What's there to be unbelievable about? Miaomiao became famous based on her real abilities, not by skirting the rules. Absolutely amazing! Miaomiao, be brave and participate in the singing competition. We'll help you debut!]

[That's right, Meow Meow, fly bravely, I'll be watching from behind, ahem.]

"Thank you everyone."

With the encouragement from fans, Miaomiao's little worries disappeared.

"Sister Ji Yu, thank you very much."

"No, I can't help much."

After calculating the four hexagrams, Ji Yu had a brief chat with the viewers in the live broadcast room and then ended the live broadcast.

I took a shower and slept straight through the night.

*

"Captain Wang, what should we do? All those taxi drivers are stuck outside."

"You ask me? I even wonder if those drivers are crazy."

As Captain Wang finished speaking, the atmosphere in the entire office fell heavy.

Half a month ago, taxi drivers in City M began to die mysteriously one after another at regular intervals, with the tongue and limbs of each driver's body chopped off.

The footage from the dashcam shows the taxi driver cutting off his own tongue and chopping off his own limbs. The evidence was right in front of the police, and it was clearly suicide, which was a bit strange.

"Captain Wang, do you think it could be a ghost?"

"Pah, pah, pah, where do ghosts come from in this world? I've been handling cases for decades, and I've thought some bizarre cases were caused by ghosts, but what happened? They were all human. The video was right in front of those people, and it was obvious that he went crazy and committed suicide. I don't know what they're trying to do."

A young police officer muttered quietly, "But after investigation, we found that the families of the deceased were all happy and harmonious, and they had not suffered any trauma at work. It is really hard to understand why they suddenly committed such cruel suicide. It defies logic."

"Go away, what logic? Investigations rely on evidence. The dashcam footage is irrefutable proof. Those taxi drivers committed suicide."

Seeing Captain Wang so determined, the others could only shake their heads helplessly and go about their own business.

The young man who had just spoken was silent for a moment.

He is new here and graduated from the police academy this year. His name is Xue Yongsi. His father is a taxi driver. In view of the series of strange things that have happened in M ​​City recently, he has asked his father to stay at home obediently.

After getting home from get off work, he saw that his mother was the only one in the house. He asked in a panic, "Mom, where's Dad?"

"Your dad is going to buy groceries."

Xue Yongsi knew at a glance that his mother was lying. Without time to get angry, he immediately took out his cell phone and called his father to come back.

When my father got home, it was already around six o'clock.

The father was changing his shoes at the door, muttering non-stop, "You kid, what a fool! You only get a small salary every month, and if your dad doesn't go out to drive Didi, where will the money come from? Will you ever get married in the future?"

"Dad, I'm not telling you not to run, but I'll wait for a while until this storm blows over before you do anything."

"Didn't he say he committed suicide?"

My father washed his hands, sat at the dining table, and the whole family started chatting.

“Ding ding ding.”

The phone beeped, and the father took it out and saw that it was a message from the taxi driver group.

——Another taxi driver died!

"Hey, Xiaosi, hurry up and eat a few more mouthfuls of rice. Another driver has died."

When Xue Yongsi heard this, he immediately took a few big bites. Soon, his cell phone rang. It was a call from the bureau.

Before leaving, he said to his father, "Dad, why don't you unite those taxi drivers and go to a fortune teller named Ji Yu. He will definitely be able to help you. Regarding the taxi incident, one died strangely and then reluctantly said it was suicide. All of them are like this. There must be something wrong here."

Watching his son leave, the father sat in his seat, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Why don't you share this in the group chat? What you guys are doing is really weird. It's like those drivers who died didn't feel any pain."

"Yeah, thinking about it carefully, this is indeed strange. I'll ask in the group."

It turned out that I didn't have to bring it up myself. A young taxi driver in the group couldn't help but bring it up, and he quickly got support from a lot of people.