Chapter 1 Chapter 1 Sketch
July 2, 2015, the third day of Pei Qing’s live broadcast.
At 11 o'clock in the evening, the live broadcast ended. She turned off the computer, looked at her mobile phone, and hopped to the door on one foot to open it for Han Heyue.
Han Heyue was standing at the door carrying a large bag of barbecue and a few bottles of beer.
Seeing the door open, she quickly squeezed in.
Han Heyue put the things on the table in the living room and said, "It's so hot."
Pei Qing sat at the table, took the barbecue out of the bag, took out the cans of beer and arranged them, then put his hands together to express his complete gratitude.
"Thank you, Sister Han. You are my real sister. You came to bring me barbecue so late at night."
Just as she was about to open the beer, Han Heyue hit her hand.
"You broke your knee and you're still drinking beer!"
Pei Qing looked over pitifully.
"I can eat barbecue, so what's wrong with drinking some beer? I haven't had a drink in a long time."
Han Heyue: "Forget it."
She looked at the bag and gave her the bag of barbecue without chili.
“You eat this.”
Pei Qing felt extremely pitiful.
At the end of June, a few days after Pei Qing took his graduation photos, he went to the God of Wealth Temple in Chongshan District.
After all, she planned to work as a freelancer and support herself by taking on writing assignments.
She is quite confident in her level and plans to do live streaming to attract fans. With more fans, the price of her articles can go up.
She had accepted orders on a small scale before, but the price could not be raised. The target audience was still students and they were all regular customers. She couldn't bring up the issue of price increase. She could only find a platform to see if she could gain some followers and maintain an account.
For this purpose, she took Han Heyue to the Temple of the God of Wealth and prayed to the God of Wealth to bless her to get rich soon.
She was fine when she went there, but she didn't know what happened when she came back. She fell flat on her face when she was leaving the Temple of the God of Wealth. She also broke her knee. She was wearing knee-length shorts at the time, and the blood from her knee flowed down her fair skin, and even got on her white shoes.
She was stunned at that time.
Pei Qing thought: Damn it, does this mean that the God of Wealth will not bless her with wealth?
No!
She was taken to the hospital by Han Heyue with trepidation, and along the way a kind-hearted person gave her a whole pack of tissues.
After Pei Qing thanked him repeatedly, he felt that he shouldn't be so unlucky.
Han Heyue was speechless: "I was just going to buy a bottle of water, how come you fell like this?"
Pei Qing sighed, he didn't make any money, so he went to the hospital to spend some money.
When I left the hospital, the injury on my knee had been treated.
Pei Qing was extremely nervous at the time and said to Han Heyue: "Have I offended the God of Wealth?"
Han Heyue held her phone and sent a message, angrily scolding Pei Qing: "It's the 21st century, don't be feudal and superstitious."
Pei Qing: "Haven't you heard the saying? As long as you stand on the wind, even a pig can fly. But where does the wind come from? This is not something that can be controlled by human subjective efforts. Of course, we have to worship the God of Wealth. Look at those rich people in Hong Kong, each one is more superstitious than the other."
She limped and was helped into the taxi by Han Heyue.
Fortunately, she found a house and moved out of the dormitory early, otherwise it would be difficult to find a house now with her lame leg.
Han Heyue sent her to the door of her house and told her to order takeout for everything and to go downstairs less often to avoid hurting her knees.
Pei Qing hummed a few times and waved to Han Heyue in a casual manner.
"Go to work!"
Then she limped into the elevator.
After that day, Pei Qing originally thought that his live broadcasting journey would be very bumpy, but unexpectedly it was incredibly smooth.
On the first day of the live broadcast, the platform pushed a wave of traffic to the newcomers. For someone like Pei Qing who had just started broadcasting, it was good enough to have dozens of people coming.
Pei Qing obediently took out his pro, intending to attract some traffic for himself by drawing a classic character from a TV series.
She drew the line draft first, and when she finished, she looked up and found that the number of viewers at the top of the screen had exceeded one hundred.
Why?
Pei Qing felt happy that she had made the right choice for the classic role. She continued to read the comments, which were all praising her hands.
[The hands are really beautiful. ]
[This skin is so white. ]
【Show your face. 】
[You can even see the veins on the back of my hand. Wow, just imagine how exciting it would be to have my bony white fingers grasping the black sheets!]
[The dead of night is indeed a good time for sex. 】
…
Is there something wrong?
Pei Qing: I am live streaming painting, not selling my hands.
But no matter what, the more audiences there are, the better.
Pei Qing then typed on the public screen: [The anchor is new, only his hands are shown without his face, he is selling paintings live, Q-version and illustrations are both acceptable. Big sale for the opening of the new store, limited to three days, the first three orders are free! ]
The audience was quite supportive.
【It’s free. 】
[Okay, okay, my dog is having his birthday soon, and I just wanted to draw a Q version of him. ]
Pei Qing immediately typed: [Sure, if you have photos, you can send me a private message.]
There was a red dot on Pei Qing’s private message. She opened it and saw that it was a husky.
Pei Qing had a good foundation and Q-version drawing was easy to do. She finished it quickly and showed the Pro to the audience.
[Very cute dog.]
[Oh, my wife has processed it a little bit, what is the bag in her mouth? ]
Bag? Pei Qing glanced at it casually. She had just drawn it.
She began to type: [If you don’t like it, you can delete it. ]
The viewer who came to place the order said with a smile: [No, it’s fine like this. My dog likes to pick up things. If I didn’t watch him every day, I don’t know what he would pick up for me. ]
The first customer was very satisfied with the product and gave it a five-star rating, and subsequent orders went smoothly as well.
Pei Qing has been in a good mood these days. Except for the dull pain in her knee, she is satisfied with everything.
While eating barbecue, she showed Han Heyue the paintings she had drawn in the past few days. The paintings were all on the pro, and Han Heyue finished flipping through them in a few seconds.
She was not a professional, so she just used two words to dismiss Pei Qing.
"nice!"
Pei Qing happily took back the pro and listened to Han Heyue talking about her unfortunate job.
There is no such thing as overtime in the programmer industry. Han Heyue just graduated and is still in the probation period. The company is a top company in the industry, so she has to find ways to perform well and stay.
Han Heyue is very motivated: "When you are young, you can make a million dollars a year."
Even the most motivated people have to drink beer and curse at their crazy bosses and annoying colleagues.
Han Heyue: "I have to pretend to be harmonious when I return to the company. What a damn life."
Pei Qing comforted her: "Think about money, treat them as gold coins."
Han Heyue: “Huh.”
After the two of them finished chatting, Han Heyue asked again: "Did your mother call you in the past two days?"
Pei Qing: "One called me a few days ago and asked me for 100,000 yuan. I said I didn't have any, and she scolded me and hung up the phone."
Han Heyue: "Why can't she find a class to attend? She really thinks making money is that easy! She asked for 100,000 right away."
Pei Qing bit the mutton skewer and said stickily, "I don't want to care about her."
Han Heyue looked at her with sympathy.
Although Pei Qing didn't give her mother money, no one could stand receiving phone calls and being scolded every now and then.
Pei Qing had long been accustomed to her mother's personality, and He Rui had never worked a proper job in her life.
Forget it, I don’t want to mention it more.
She said to Han Heyue, "It's too late. Why don't you stay at my place tonight? It's close to the subway station. You can take the subway to work tomorrow."
Han Heyue nodded and cursed again.
"Which company still works on Sunday?"
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At seven o'clock in the morning on July 3, a group of old men and women gathered in the Central Park. This was the time when they came out for morning exercises and to buy groceries.
And now, a police car is parked outside the park.
Several policemen walked into the park and went straight to the place where the most people were.
"Everyone, disperse, disperse, stop watching the fun."
"Dear grandpas and grandma, please go home early to cook for your children. Don't stay here. It's too late to send your grandchildren to school."
"Hey guys, put away your phones and stop filming. Xiao Liu, go check and delete anything that violates the rules."
…
Under the persuasion of the police, the people around gradually dispersed.
Only a girl was left holding the dog's head.
The fear on the girl's face had not yet dissipated, and she only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the uniformed policeman coming.
The leading policeman first looked at the red plastic bag on the ground. There was a broken hand outside the plastic bag. The hand was very small, and one could tell at a glance that it was a child's hand.
The police officer looked at the girl who called the police and the husky under her command and began to check their names: "Your name is Qian Ya? You called the police?"
Qian Ya nodded repeatedly. She held the dog leash with one hand and pressed the dog's head with the other.
The police officer asked again: "How did you find out?"
Qian Ya: "When I was walking my dog this morning, he ran too fast and I couldn't catch him. He ran towards the garbage dump. The garbage can was full and he bumped into it, causing the garbage to fall out. He then took the garbage in his mouth."
She gritted her teeth as she recalled, "I told it to loosen its mouth, but it wouldn't, what an idiot! I had no choice but to pick it out of its mouth myself, but it wouldn't let me touch it! And then... then the things in the plastic bag fell out."
Qian Ya's face turned pale as she recalled how she felt when she saw a hand fall out of the plastic bag. The reason she insisted on calling the police and not fainting was mainly because she was afraid that if she fainted, no one would take care of her dog.
The police officer asked again: "Are you sure your dog didn't eat it by mistake?"
Qian Ya shook her head vigorously: "No, no! When the thing fell to the ground, I grabbed it in an instant, and I made sure it didn't swallow anything!"
The police officer looked at the Husky again. This breed of dog... He frowned and said to Qian Ya, "Please come back to the police station with us to make a statement and let a professional take a look at your dog."
Qian Ya: "Ah? I can go, but my dog doesn't need to go!"
She protected the dog with a stubborn look on her face.
Just as she was confronting the police, a garbage truck arrived late.
The police officer looked at the garbage truck and asked, "Does your garbage truck come to collect garbage at this time?"
Qian Ya was stunned for a moment and said, "No, they usually come to collect the garbage around five in the morning."
The garbage truck was late today.
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