Chapter 123 Cute Internet Celebrity 1
Current points balance: 289024
Qian Zhou walked out of the light path slowly. When he heard the remaining points, he was stunned for a moment, "So many?"
052 floated over from the end of the light path. "The reward points are 188,888. Adding the remaining points, that's all I have."
Having more points means being at ease, but...
"Why is there a light ball named Xiao Jintian in my system backpack?"
Qian Zhou opened the system panel. "Really? Every time I pass a small world, there's an extra light ball. What's that? Forget it. Clearing the small world in the Dragon Slaying Zone has already proven my strength."
052 lowered his voice: "So...?"
"So..." Qianzhou held up a finger, "Let's do something simple this time!"
052 took a photo of Qian Zhou, with the caption: Qian Zhou is full of fighting spirit.
Qianzhou walked out of the light path, came to the system space, and followed 052 back to the advanced area.
"There's a new S-class world here, and it's him."
052 asked: "Why don't you go back and rest for a few days? The bamboo shoots on the back hill are growing again."
"No, these points are far from enough. I want to earn more."
"good."
052 waved his hand and re-established the connection with Qianzhou. 052's body returned, but the voice rang in Qianzhou's mind.
"Go go go let's go!"
——
Various styles of accessories were piled up by the bed, including white bows, lace ribbons, and various handcuffs, collars, etc.
Qian Zhou was startled and looked around the room. Beautiful clothes were everywhere, piled up into several small hills.
There was almost no place to stand, and the small single bed below was filled with...cosmetics?
Qianzhou: Is this a proper small world...?
[System 052: Seriously, this is just a small prop used during the live broadcast.]
Qianzhou: Wow.
Qianzhou is a relatively well-known talent host who became famous for a dance video in which she wore a black lace eye mask.
Many media companies approached him to sign contracts, but Qianzhou had just entered his sophomore year and was busy with his studies, so he never responded to any of them.
Qianzhou: What about the mission target? What is the identity of the mission target?
[System 052: The mission target is a researcher from the same school as you, assigned to the experimental area. He's considered your senior, and he has a very high level of education.]
Several messages popped up on his phone, all urging him to sign with the company. Qian Zhou glanced at them briefly.
The monthly salary is more than 50,000 yuan, but the daily live broadcast time must be at least 3 hours, and you cannot take leave.
Qianzhou moved, and things on the bed fell to the ground with a crackling sound. He held his forehead.
“This is too messy…”
Qianzhou: Am I running out of money now?
[System 052: Hmm...yes, the kind where you can barely eat.]
If he had money, he wouldn't live in such a small, crowded, and shabby rental house. The aroma of cooking next door can even waft into the bedroom.
Qian Zhou opened his cell phone with a fearless attitude, and found that the balance was only over 400 yuan.
Qian Zhou: I'm an internet celebrity after all, and I can barely afford to eat?!
[System 052: No way, the video went viral at the beginning of the month. The money earned from this month's livestream won't be transferred to my bank account until next month.]
Qianzhou: So I have no parents and can only rely on myself, right?
[System 052: No, please read the private message]
Qianzhou opened the live broadcast software, and wow, more than a thousand videos popped up.
There are probably about a hundred people who want to support him.
One of the Mediterraneans even posted a selfie and said in his greasy middle-aged voice:
"Baby, are you missing a daddy?"
[System 052: Aren't there a bunch of people who want to be your parents?]
Qian Zhou: They are greedy for my body.
Qian Zhou threw his phone away and said, "Forget it, I still have 400 yuan."
As soon as Qian Zhou stood up, his vision went dark and it took him a long time to recover from the dizziness. His physical fitness was not as good as that of the third prince.
Tiptoe to the bathroom and look in the mirror.
Qianzhou is beautiful, with a slim waist, long legs and no extra fat, and has a figure that looks great on camera.
His face was just a little pale, with faint dark circles under his eyes.
Her black hair is slightly long, covering her eyes, making her look like a character from a comic book. Although she is not well dressed up, her plain white hair is also very eye-catching.
Qianzhou used a leather strap to make an apple head and began to clean up the house. He piled the live broadcast props in the box and folded the clothes and put them in the closet.
It took me a whole afternoon to clean up.
Qian Zhou collapsed on the bed, "I'm so tired..."
The cell phone vibrated, and Qianzhou answered the call while admiring the clean house he had tidied.
"Zhou Zhou~" A male voice twisted and turned, with an ambiguous and teasing ending.
"How are your thoughts? We can discuss the length of the live broadcast. If you're really busy, you can ask for leave."
Qian Zhou coughed and said, "I'm sorry, I... really don't have much time to do a live broadcast."
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then the gay man immediately changed his attitude. "I've come to you in person, don't give up! I've seen a lot of little sluts like you who have a little fame. You're just famous for a dance video, and once the popularity wears off, you'll still be forgotten."
"Fifty thousand a month and you're not satisfied? Waiting to sell your ass to someone to make more money?! This is the last time I'll see you, come or not!"
"Bah! I'm not coming!"
Qianzhou hadn't been scolded for a long time, and his temper immediately flared up.
The other party didn't expect him to dare to curse back, "Huh?! Your grandma's leg——"
Qianzhou hung up the phone.
[System 052: ...The people of the 21st century are indeed simple and honest.]
Qianzhou was scolded on the first day, and he went downstairs and spent 68.8 to buy a box of pure milk to comfort himself.
Posted a text message on Weibo:
I'm not feeling well today, so I won't be live streaming... [cry.jig]
Qianzhou was lying on the small bed in the rental house. He sat up and looked out the window. The forest running track on the university campus was connected to the green playground, not far from the teaching building.
I had just laid back on the bed when my cell phone rang.
Qian Zhou didn't want to answer the call, but this time it was from a person with the note "Han Cheng". 052 said it was his senior brother, so it must be very important.
So I clicked to answer the call.
"Qianzhou."
A voice as gentle as jade sounded, but the tone carried a distinct sense of distance.
When Han Cheng spoke again, Qian Zhou felt that the gentleness just now was an illusion. He was obviously a very cold person.
"A teacher contacted me and said you didn't come to class yesterday."
Qian Zhou opened his mouth. Why is Junior Brother still so strict?
"I wasn't feeling well yesterday..."
Han Cheng was silent for a while, and Qianzhou felt that this silence was very nervous.
Even through the phone, people dare not be presumptuous.
Qianzhou's hair was blown by the wind. He blinked, not knowing what to say.
Outside the window, someone was jogging on the track at night, occasionally hearing a few laughs. Qian Zhou stared at the dim street lights and heard Han Cheng ask him:
"Are you feeling unwell today too?"
Qian Zhou's heart tightened, "...Yeah."
"Come here."
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