Chapter 020 People live for

Qin Mengmeng almost fell into a deep sleep.

It's so funny. I suffered from insomnia every day when I was in college. After graduating from college and starting working, I have to work overtime every day with dark circles under my eyes.

When she was woken up, she stared blankly for three minutes before her eyes could focus again.

"It's time to go home from school." Zhang Sanri sat opposite her, looking a little disheveled.

Qin Mengmeng glanced at the gradually opening gate of Xincheng High School across the street and asked Zhang Sanri, "Has Yu Jiuye been here?"

Zhang Sanri nodded weakly: "I am here."

He took off his flat-frame glasses, held the frame of his glasses and pondered for a long time before saying, "Anyway, the matter has been resolved."

When Qin Mengmeng saw him acting like this, she knew that something must have happened.

And he tried to gently ask her not to ask.

Then don’t ask.

Qin Mengmeng has always been very considerate.

What's more, he is a famous lawyer, and she will need his help in many things in the future.

Zhang Sanri suddenly winked and whispered, "Can the one inside... actually come out?"

Qin Mengmeng said, "You mean the little ghost?"

"If things outside can be transported in, then things inside can naturally be transported out."

① of the four privileges of lv.1 anchor: consume incense to change the status of items, and carry the required items to travel between the two realms.

As for why the little ghost is considered an item... She also wants to know why the gambler can actually treat herself as a gift!

Qin Mengmeng smiled and said, "I already know that Yu Jiuye is coming to cause trouble for me. My whole family is here. Would I wait for him alone with my bare hands without any preparation?"

It is true that some anchors are targeted by fans who cross the Internet to seek revenge on them.

But as a host, it is also your responsibility to sit back and wait and call your friends.

Zhang Sanri broke out in a cold sweat, but not because of the subtle aggression in Qin Mengmeng's words.

He said vaguely: "Wouldn't that mean... the world would be in chaos? In the real world, originally..."

Qin Mengmeng propped up her hands, held her chin and looked at him for a long time, then said, "You came to me for this, didn't you? To grab a position in the new era."

"I can't say I don't have this idea." Zhang Sanri said.

"In short, if you expect something like the boundary between yin and yang being broken, the world changing drastically, spiritual energy reviving, demons and ghosts appearing in the world, and humans being trapped in a desperate situation and forced to fight back to show the brilliance of humanity - that kind of thing."

Qin Mengmeng said with certainty.

"Unless I die, then anchor number 78 will take over."

"As long as I'm in the live studio, that kind of thing won't appear in the studio."

Zhang Sanri held the glasses frame in his hand, pondered for a long time, and finally said with a wry smile: "This live broadcast room can really change the world."

Qin Mengmeng smiled: "My mother has always said that I am selfish since I was a child. This is a very objective evaluation and it is absolutely correct."

"I know it can change the world, but I won't do it." Qin Mengmeng looked outside the door and saw high school students who were finishing school walking into the milk tea shop one after another.

“I always do what I want to do,” she said.

Zhang Sanri looked at her calm face and didn't understand why a family that only became well-off five years ago thanks to the Internet dividend could raise such a person.

Everyone can recite a few lines like "The marquis of the past was nothing but dirt", "Fame and fortune are like passing clouds to me", "Drag my tail in the mud".

But that's only because they never got the chance to succeed overnight.

"Then," he smiled bitterly, "what do you want to do?"

Qin Mengmeng smiled: "People live to devote themselves to their dreams. There is no need to worry about so many things and set so many rules. People live to work and build houses. I want to build wooden houses, stone houses, concrete houses, and houses made of new materials!"

"Build Chinese-style houses, American-style houses, Italian-style houses! Build schools, build castles, build villas deep in the woods with rivers flowing around them!"

"If there's nothing to build in reality, go build it in another world!"

“If people don’t build houses, there is no life! Architecture is the center of human life.”

Zhang Sanri: “…”

What happened.

Why does it feel like the style of painting is suddenly not right?

It seems like a cult scene.

The Pope of the Church of Architecture delivered an important speech: "Of course, we must build houses that meet national building standards, and always remember to check and renovate them."

She pointed to the New Town High School across the street: "It looks like that kind of old building from decades ago. It should have been demolished and rebuilt long ago."

Zhang Sanri: “…”

Good job.

He had always thought that the anchor was a normal person?

Although she is very calm, a little too dedicated to her work, and has little sense of crisis, she is too mature for her age...

He should have known that anyone who wanted to renovate an old house in that environment could not be a normal person.

"Are you serious?"

"No, I'm just having fun."

"Anyway," Qin Mengmeng said, "Let's go to the school and check it out without further ado! I'm sure it won't pass the test."

Two people were walking against the flow of people towards Xincheng High School, when suddenly a yellow-haired man jumped out from the crowd.

"Sister Meng! Sister! I knew you would come again."

It turned out to be the yellow-haired guy who brought Qin Mengmeng to Xincheng High School last time.

He said loudly to the students around him: "I told you a long time ago that I know a reporter."

It was just after school and people were coming and going. There were not only students but also teachers and security guards at the gate.

As soon as he raised his voice, Qin Mengmeng knew something was wrong.

Sure enough, the security guard who basically didn't care about anything became particularly diligent when he heard the word "reporter".

Qin Mengmeng sighed, grabbed Chen Liu's collar and pulled the little yellow-haired boy aside. His classmates who wanted to follow him were all sent away by Zhang Sanri, who took out a stack of red bills from his pocket and gave each of them one.

"What a ungrateful person!" Chen Liu was stunned, watching his brothers take the money and leave him alone to go surf the Internet without saying a word.

"What if you are human traffickers? Are you just going to abandon me like this?!"

"Alright, alright, stop talking." Qin Mengmeng said impatiently, "Does your school have a back door or something, or a place where you can climb over the wall to get in?"

Chen Liu laughed and said, "Sister Meng, I am a good student."

Qin Mengmeng was speechless.

Zhang Sanri handed over a red bill at the right time.

Cash is much more effective than QR code transfer or a cold string of numbers on a mobile phone.

It is no wonder that construction sites still go to the bank to withdraw money and pay workers in cash one by one when paying their wages.

Chen Liu took three red bills and took two people to sneak into Xincheng High School from a place without surveillance.

Qin Mengmeng only went to two places.

The teaching buildings and dormitories have the most people.

"If this school caught fire," she said calmly, "at least 40 or 50 people would die. The stairs are so narrow and the floors are so damn high. There's no way to escape. Even if they jump off the building, several people will die."

Zhang Sanri said: "But there won't be open flames in these two places, so there shouldn't be any problem."

Qin Mengmeng slammed the table and said, "I want to report it!"

"I can help with this matter," Zhang Sanri said, "but it may take a few days. Compared with the fire safety of Xincheng High School, live broadcasting is more important, isn't it?"

Qin Mengmeng said: "That's true."

"Besides...this kind of thing could be dangerous."

"I know it very well." Qin Mengmeng said.

But she won't be afraid.

She jumped from the tenth floor and was smashed to pieces. She survived a desperate situation where one hundred and twenty people would die.

Now she is not afraid of anything.

Apart from the tears of her family, nothing in the world could hold her back.