Under the lens of the photographer who was following them.
All I saw was...
After the real estate commentator slipped, he instinctively reached for the railing. Before he could regain his footing, the wooden railing seemed to crumble in mid-air like rotten wood eroded by time. The commentator flipped over the open-air railing in a very bizarre, upside-down, scraggly manner.
The camera accidentally captured an old locust tree in the courtyard.
The fallen leaves detached from the old branches, as gracefully as a real estate commentator falling from the third floor.
The live stream room was initially silent.
Then.
Screams echoed throughout the live stream room.
Among the screaming netizens was Yin Yizhou.
He slumped into a chair, his face deathly pale, clutching his chest. He drank a whole bottle of cola before he could recover.
Yin Yizhou was enveloped in fear.
The real estate commentator has quit.
Just after Yan Jiu started paying attention to her.
Just after the real estate commentator stepped onto the balcony.
It's broken!
What's wrong with this world?
Are all the streamers he follows destined to be the same?
He had already left the sales section and moved to the property review section, so how could he still run into Yan Jiu?
Why is there a streamer in front of him?!
Does he need to switch to a different app to avoid witnessing the streamer crash? He can't just quit the internet!
Yin Yizhou was numb.
He rushed off to call his brother.
I just got through.
Mr. Yin's annoyed voice came through the phone: "What are you up to now, staying up so late?"
Yin Yizhou spoke with the seriousness of someone conducting a clandestine transaction: "Brother, aren't you looking for Master Jiu? I'll show you the way."
President Yin: "..."
After the accident at the fall marathon, their media company had been working overtime until recently when they finally got a break.
That accident injured or killed many people, and the grief it left behind can only fade with time.
His partner is a forensic pathologist.
Tell him that many of the deceased's families are also looking for Yan Jiu's contact information, wanting to handle their funeral arrangements with Yan Jiu.
But at some point, all the live stream replays under Yan Jiu's account were hidden, and the contact information pinned to the top was replaced by a series of asterisks.
It was as if Yan Jiu was telling outsiders that she was on vacation and didn't want to be disturbed for the time being.
so.
They wanted to interview Yan Jiu but couldn't find her.
Even if he uses connections.
He contacted his superiors, but only received a vague answer. He vaguely sensed that Yan Jiu was being protected by something.
Yin Yizhou, however, told him that he had connections.
It just doesn't seem possible.
Mr. Yin asked suspiciously, "What kind of path do you have?"
Yin Yizhou snorted, "Chu Chu sat in front of me."
President Yin carefully recalled which family Chu Chu belonged to: "That kid from the Chu family? And then what?"
Yin Yizhou suddenly stood up and said proudly, "Ha, you haven't received an invitation yet, have you? The person in front of me invited me today to a banquet his family is throwing for his sister the day after tomorrow!"
President Yin remained silent: "..."
Yin Yizhou whispered, "Chu Chu's sister is the 'Master Jiu' that your media has been looking for."
Upon hearing this...
President Yin subconsciously ruled out Chu Sisi.
Because the image of Yan Jiu circulating online is completely unrelated to Chu Sisi.
Yin Yizhou didn't know Yan Jiu because of Chu Chu; he was willing to be friends with Chu Chu, the academic genius, because of Yan Jiu.
He had witnessed how Chu Chu, this young man, lost face online, and he had also witnessed the Chu family elders' search for their relatives.
Although these online records have now mysteriously disappeared, he believes in his memory.
Yan Jiu is Chu Chu's older sister.
He told his brother about it.
There is only one condition.
He just hopes his brother can achieve something, quickly acquire the Kuaijiao APP, and then sign Yan Jiu away.
He watched the live stream quietly.
Yin Yizhou didn't want to be controlled by death anymore; he just wanted to follow a streamer who wouldn't die anytime soon!
Is it that difficult?
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Yan Jiu stared thoughtfully at the black screen of the live stream.
Before the real estate commentator fell to her death, she did not ignore the sudden draft of the wind.
She recalled the old locust tree she had just seen and subconsciously decided that she should visit this traditional-style villa in the future.
System: [Host, that was so sudden! Is something fishy going on?]
Yan Jiu unwrapped a lollipop: "If he hadn't been so greedy for so many girlfriends, if he had retained some essence, that is, yang energy, he could have resisted the invasion of yin energy today and wouldn't have died so purely. It's all fate."
Humans are not the only species in the world, which means that humans will inevitably come into contact with other races.
However.
Some people may never see another race in their entire lives. The reason why people can live in peace is because yang energy is the strongest weapon against external threats.
But the yang energy will dissipate.
One reason was the shock.
Excessive indulgence is also one of them.
The real estate commentator originally had a lot of positive energy.
Unfortunately, his indulgence in pleasures on his bed was unrestrained, making this calamity inevitable.
As Yan Jiu pondered this, she noticed the real estate agent who had dismissed her friendly reminder.
Just as he was about to get up and go back to his room.
The teru teru bozu (Japanese teru bozu doll) shook a few times.
The next second.
Jiang Azi transformed into a paper figure and stopped at the entrance. Guan Zian imitated her and hid inside a landscape painting.
She Liang and She Shan transformed into pet snakes, coiling around the mountain god's bald head.
The mountain god was so angry that his beard stood on end: Please show me some respect, I am a god after all!
Mengniang smiled and walked into the kitchen with Huang Xiaoqiang and his wife to prepare tonight's supper.
Cola volunteered to open the door.
The two people and the corpse outside the door were exposed.
Hou Mingzheng stared wide-eyed at the cobblestones that resembled Wushi next to the young ivy shoots in the yard.
Chen Cheng's gaze also fell over there.
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