"Now I'm going to show you a big windmill." Ji Xinghe said to himself in the empty live broadcast room.
What is a windmill?
Ji Xinghe stood with his left leg straight, and his right leg began to rotate 360 degrees with the thighbone joint as the axis, turning slowly like a windmill.
It was a little difficult for Ji Xinghe to do this set of movements in the past, but Ji Xinghe found that his current body was surprisingly flexible.
Flexibility is flexibility, but muscle memory and body awareness can't be developed overnight. The line of text hanging above the live broadcast room is purely a long-term goal, used to attract the audience's attention.
In some ways, Ji Xinghe was actually quite tolerant of loneliness. Even when the last three or four people in the room chose to leave the livestream because the content was boring and they couldn't see their faces, it didn't affect his mentality. He was incredibly stable.
After about two hours of live streaming, Ji Xinghe stopped, waved in the direction of the camera, and then closed the live broadcast room.
Looking at his blank personal page on the live streaming website, Ji Xinghe muttered anxiously, "What should I name it?"
"Yes, this is it."
sun, translated into Chinese means sun.
In the dark days when you can't see the sun, you must try to be your own sun.
The more Ji Xinghe thought about it, the better he thought this name was. His full name was Ji Xinghe, meaning "star." His nickname was Sun, meaning "sun."
Ji Xinghe had already planned to devote at least part of his time every three days to managing his own account. He now needed to prove some things to himself to see if his ideas were correct.
If his idea is right, then this trumpet is crucial. It is related to whether he can get the quality conquest degree in time.
After filling in the personal page, Ji Xinghe's stomach rumbled. He patted his flat belly and said to himself, "I'm hungry. Let's go out and eat something."
Ji Xinghe hadn't had a proper meal since he woke up. Only after everything settled down and got back on track did he realize that he urgently needed food to replenish his energy.
There was no natural gas in the small 20-square-meter room. Ji Xinghe carefully put the few hundred yuan he had left in his pocket and prepared to go to the convenience store at the entrance of the community to buy something to eat.
Walking on the street, because the weather is quite cold, the mask on Ji Xinghe's face is not out of place. Only a pair of sparkling eyes are left outside. Because of the overall concealing effect of the props, the exposed eyes do not have the enchanting effect after removing the disguise, but they are still very pleasing.
When he meets someone, he smiles before he speaks. Although his face cannot be seen, people who come into contact with him are unconsciously infected by his positive and lively energy.
Actually, this kind of Ji Xinghe is also attractive. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to thrive in the trainee circle of a large entertainment company when he was an orphan with no background in his previous life.
The boss of the company where he was a trainee with him was protecting him, and the top trainee who usually performed best also liked to chat with him.
At that time, Ji Xinghe was like a little sun, always warming the people around him.
People are born facing the sun.
"System, after all these years, this is the first time I feel alive again. Thank you."
Coming out of the convenience store, holding hot milk and a lunch box in his hands, looking at the dazzling sunlight outside, Ji Xinghe jumped down the stairs and laughed foolishly at the system in his heart.
Being so amused by the host, the character system, which should have had no reaction, actually felt that its data was disordered for a moment.
It seemed like... I became happy too.
After returning to the rental house, Ji Xinghe, who was extremely hungry, ate a box of lunch with relish, and sighed in his heart: "Tong'er, it's because I can't show my face, otherwise I think I could do a food broadcast. When I was little, our dean said that watching me eat was so delicious."
The system did not respond to Ji Xinghe. Ji Xinghe was not surprised. He had long discovered that unless it was related to the mission or he took the initiative to ask the system, the system would generally not respond to him.
However, this does not affect Ji Xinghe's self-entertainment.
[Host current data:
Appearance conquest: 1
Quality Conquest: 0
Like value: 0
Lifespan: 59 days
Please obtain the favorite value as soon as possible. 】
"Tong'er, don't rush. We have to at least earn enough money to buy clothes, props, and rent a camera. As our first official appearance in this world, I think we can't be too careless. If we're going to do it, let's do it big."
As he spoke, Ji Xinghe picked up the paper and pen on the table and began to write and draw what he was going to prepare.
"First, we need to prepare the venue. It's best to find a place with decent scenery and few people. Oh, and I saw in the weather forecast that it might snow in the next two days. It would be great if there were plum blossoms.
You can rent a video recorder, and it shouldn't cost too much for a day.
White clothes, yes, you need white clothes. White clothes with wide, flowing sleeves are more fairy-like. I'll check online later to see which store has the best deals. As for hair, I can wear a wig. I don't need shoes, it saves money. Fairy boys don't need shoes.
After filming, I'll just upload it on any video website and try to impress people with my looks first."
After deciding what to buy, Ji Xinghe came to the only full-length mirror in the room and carefully examined his face to see if he needed to buy some cosmetics or something.
After all, he's been in the entertainment industry, and he knows how much the camera can affect makeup. Even if you have perfect skin and are naturally beautiful, you still need to use makeup to enhance your features before appearing on camera. It has nothing to do with being ugly or effeminate.
Just like those tough-guy actors and stars he had seen in his previous life, they still had to draw their eyebrows and fix their shadows before going on stage. This was professional ethics.
Then he fell silent.
The person in the mirror, looking up, is Aphrodite; looking down, is Venus. Her expressionless face is as pure and cool as the snow lotus of Tianshan Mountain, sacred and inviolable. Her smile is the most exquisite flower nurtured by the vicissitudes of life, a thousand threads of love entwined in the heart.
That's it, what else do I need makeup for? I look good even with just a bed sheet!
After observing the situation, Ji Xinghe felt at ease and deleted the cosmetics from his shopping cart. Then he added another piece of clothing that looked cheaper. Adding a wig, the total price was 99.8 yuan.
Ji Xinghe's heart was bleeding when he chose cash on delivery. His total assets instantly shrank by a quarter.
I paid too much to live.
"By the way, if this video goes viral, as the main account, I can help my secondary account gain popularity. That way, even if the secondary account doesn't become popular, it doesn't matter; I can still earn points for quality conquest.
The large size is for beauty, the small size is for quality. With the mask prop, no one would have thought it was a person. If one person is beautiful and the other is kind, then the likeability will be overwhelming."
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Thinking of this, Ji Xinghe, who had just felt bad about spending 99.8 yuan, suddenly felt no more pain.
Money is precious, but moral integrity is more precious. If it is for life, both can be thrown away!
Five days later
A heavy snow fell in the Magic City, and the falling flakes dyed the sky and the earth white. The snow did not stop until it was almost dark. Ji Xinghe walked forward with a panting sound, wrapped in his clothes.
As he walked, he kept thinking to himself, "Why did my perfectionism kick in at this exact moment? Going out to shoot a video in this cold weather? Wearing clothes thinner than a sheet in the snow, how cold is that?"
His plan was going well. He received his clothes and wig, and found a venue. Coincidentally, there was a small stand of plum trees about a kilometer or two behind his apartment complex.
Ji Xinghe went there to check out the location and estimated that it would open in two days.
In addition, for some reason, maybe because the place is relatively remote, Ji Xinghe went there twice and there were almost no people there each time.
When he went there again yesterday, the plum blossoms had already bloomed.
The plum blossoms that bloomed were not red, but white, less gorgeous than the red ones, but more ethereal and pure.
At that time, Ji Xinghe fell in love with such a beautiful and quiet place. His previous thoughts of giving up because of the cold weather were also suppressed.
"Could it be that I haven't even realized that I have the potential to be an artist?" Stepping on the crunching snow, Ji Xinghe couldn't help but wonder if he had some qualities that he himself hadn't discovered.
For example, you get easily carried away, or become stubborn once you get carried away?
Ji Xinghe, who had already decided not to go out and was rewriting his plan while staying in the rental house, was thinking about the plum blossom forest that was quietly blooming after the snow, and the faint fragrance, and he was successfully intoxicated.
"System, you can't accuse me of not actively completing the task this time. I almost had to have my limbs amputated just to find a good background for a video."
After arriving at Merlin and looking around a few times to make sure there was no one around, Ji Xinghe first set up the camera and then began to fiddle with himself in front of a small mirror.
A few minutes later, the trembling figure who had been standing there, whose features were barely discernible, had vanished. In his place appeared a young man with flowing robes, a cold and peerless gaze, and skin as white as snow.
Beneath the white clothing lay a pair of feet that looked as if carved from jade. They stepped lightly on the snow, yet it seemed even whiter than the snow itself. The slightly pink nails looked like petals falling on the snow.
There was no part of his body that was not beautiful; even his exposed feet had a breathtaking beauty.
He stood there, cold and quiet, beneath the plum tree. None of the blossoms on the tree could compare to his beauty. The night wind blew petals off the tree. He reached out and caught one, lowering his eyes to admire it carefully.
If there were someone here, he would surely feel jealous, jealous that he is not a petal, unable to replace the flower in that person's hand, held in his palm and gazed at.
***
“I think everyone is familiar with this place.
That's right, this is the Plum Blossom Tomb, renowned in Shanghai's paranormal circles. Rumor has it that several paranormal events have occurred here. A few years ago, a fearless streamer visited the area to livestream his adventure, only to return home and end up in a mental hospital within two weeks.
A few days ago, when I went to see him and collected information about this place, he had not yet been discharged from the hospital."
A man holding a selfie stick, who seemed to be broadcasting live, was walking and chatting with the audience in his live broadcast room.
"Ever since that anchor got into trouble, no anchor has come here. I was instigated by you bastards to come here today. If something happens to me here, I won't let you bastards go even if I become a ghost."
Lin Jingze nonchalantly laughed and scolded the audience in the live broadcast room, without any of the flattery that ordinary anchors have towards the audience.
His family didn't need the money he earned from livestreaming, and he had a capable older brother who ran the company. He just needed to eat and wait for death. Livestreaming was just a way to pass the time.
But some viewers just fall for his tricks.
"There's nothing scary here. I don't know why the stories are getting more and more scary." As a staunch atheist, Lin Jingze does not believe in the so-called supernatural events.
[Host, please go a little further inside.]
[Host, do you see that plum blossom patch up ahead? Legend has it that it was once a mass grave.]
[Don't leave the front row. I know this. Legend has it that long ago, there lived a stunningly beautiful woman here. Everyone who saw her was captivated and captivated by her.]
They all wanted to win the beauty, but the beauty made a request: she would only go with the strongest. To prove who was the strongest, they engaged in a brutal fight. In the end, no one survived. The final winner died from his injuries.
The beauty still stood there, and whenever a passerby was attracted by her, if he was alone, the beauty would kill him when he was not paying attention. If there were more than two people, the beauty would lure them to kill each other.
Over time, this place became a mass grave.
As many as ten thousand people died under the beauty of this beautiful woman.
[Yes, I've heard that too.]
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This story was obviously copied from the audience by the speaker. Lin Jingze scoffed at it.
It's a pity that someone believed such a story full of loopholes.
He continued walking forward, casually chatting with the audience in the live broadcast room. "From a genetic perspective, human appearance is becoming more and more superior. Just like people five hundred years ago were generally more beautiful than people a thousand years ago, and people today are generally more beautiful than people five hundred years ago. The further back in time, the more like monkeys people look.
Think about it, have you ever seen someone so beautiful that if you just look at them, they'd kill you?
You said my family also owns an entertainment company. From childhood to adulthood, I've seen countless beauties. They are beautiful, and they are indeed pleasing to the eye. But if they rely on their good looks to kill me, I can smash a bottle on their heads.
So have you seen it? Have you seen it?
You haven't seen it, there is no such person.
"Fiction is nonsense, and legends are pure nonsense. Don't believe these nonsense all the time, and don't bother me taking you to the park in the middle of the night."
Lin Jingze's words expressed his disdain for this legendary beauty.
[Host, look, there seems to be someone in front.]
"Anyone?"
It just snowed, who else would come here besides him? Lin Jingze walked forward, holding his phone.
The author has something to say: The little star that looks like a fairy is thinking: Is there enough material? Dad is freezing to death.
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