Song Shanshan stood on tiptoe with her upper body stretched out of the window.
Song Xiner rushed over in one quick step, leaned on the door and knocked hard.
The balcony of the house they rented was separated from the living room by a glass door, and the balcony was also semi-enclosed.
Song Shanshan was startled by the noise behind her. She turned around and saw a little ghost grinning at her, which scared her so much that she screamed in a trembling voice.
But when he looked closely, he realized it was his little sister.
"Little sister~!" Song Shanshan was both angry and amused. She walked over to open the door with her phone in hand. "Why aren't you sleeping so late at night and just came to scare your sister?"
Song Xiner breathed a sigh of relief, then rolled her eyes at Song Shanshan.
She said that it was obvious in the novel that Song Shanshan did not die by jumping off a building.
It was only then that she noticed that Song Shanshan's phone was on the live broadcast interface, and the matter became clear at once.
[Fuck! Sis, you're not sleeping in the middle of the night, and you stick your head out. I thought you were going to do something, but it turns out you were livestreaming. Livestreaming isn't something to be ashamed of, so why are you being so secretive? My little heart is really hurting.]
Song Shanshan was amused by the little sister's sweet voice but rough content.
"Sister, I haven't found a job yet. I'm thinking of becoming a time management master. I can go to interviews during the day and make some extra money by live streaming at night. I can't always rely on you sisters to support me."
Song Shanshan's voice trembled a little when she finished speaking.
Although her elder and second sisters told her not to worry and to take her time looking, she felt bad seeing that everyone was working hard for the family while she was useless and like an unemployed vagrant.
Now she doesn't have to worry about being discovered when she broadcasts live at night, which would make her sisters feel distressed. She can also make a good extra income with her eloquence, which can also serve as a transition.
Song Xiner could fully understand this feeling, and she patted her third sister with her small hands.
"Third sister, don't put pressure on yourself. Your own health and happiness are most important, and it's also the best feedback for your family. If you're compatriots and end up working as a slave at a company full of intrigue and intrigue, and you develop depression, that would be even more worrying for us."
Song Shanshan was amused by the comfort from the little adult Song Xiner.
Although her younger sister is young, she seems to have lived for many years.
Not only is he gifted, but he can also enlighten others like his predecessors.
"Don't worry, Third Sister won't do anything stupid. I'll carry you back to sleep."
After saying that, Song Shanshan put down her phone and was about to hug Song Xiner, but she didn't expect her to dodge him, whimpering.
[I don't want to~ I'm not sleepy at all now. I want to watch your live broadcast. Maybe I can help you and give you some advice.]
Looking at her lively little sister, Song Shanshan let her do what she wanted.
There is a live broadcast room simply built by Song Shanshan on the balcony.
The sink was used as a table and a chair was moved in.
Song Xiner took a quick glance and complained inwardly.
[No wonder the sisters didn't notice you were live streaming. Wow, this is how it works.]
Song Shanshan chuckled, "Ah, what can I do? I'm afraid that my eldest sister will worry and feel sorry for me. Third sister will go get you a bench."
Song Xiner stared at Song Shanshan's back and secretly glanced at the live broadcast room.
There weren't many people inside, but it wasn't a tragic scene either. There were only a few hundred people in total.
The amount of the gift is enough to cover a person's daily food expenses.
Although she has income, Song Xiner, who has seen many internet celebrities in her previous life selling goods for millions a day, feels that her third sister is too miserable.
Song Shanshan happened to see her cute face covered with her hands, "Do you think live streaming is so easy? I have talent, but we don't have any musical instruments at home, and I don't want to show my face and dance, so I can only chat."
Two people, one big and one small, sat side by side.
Children are not allowed to appear in the live broadcast room, so Song Shanshan only focused on the part below her head and above her lower body, and she was wearing an old cloth shirt on her upper body.
It gives people a mysterious and convincing illusion.
It was this scene that gave Song Xiner inspiration and her eyes sparkled.
"We can tell fortunes! I tell fortunes for people every day and I don't feel exhausted at all."
Song Shanshan moved her ears and looked sideways. Now she would not be surprised no matter what talents her younger sister had.
So, Song Shanshan changed the live broadcast room without saying a word.
"One hundred a day."
After Song Susan finished making the changes, she felt that the number was too little, so she changed it from one hundred to one thousand.
This is the only way to justify my younger sister staying up late.
Song Shanshan knows very well that such mysterious things can best attract modern young people.
Song Shanshan's idea was soon verified. Whenever someone saw this point, the headless old man in cloth shirt and the mysterious title on the screen, they would click in without saying a word.
Here, Song Xiner widened her eyes.
[Amazing! I don't even need to tell you, Third Sister found a business opportunity so quickly! You're truly a liar. But, with me here, you don't have to lie!]
Song Shanshan was confused after hearing this.
Little sister, what do you mean by this?
Could it be that she, an undergraduate graduate, would engage in such a fraudulent business?
Before Song Shanshan could ask, he saw a large group of people pouring into the live broadcast room.
"How old is the anchor? Doesn't the old shirt look a bit old?"
"Yeah, why don't you show your face? Are you afraid that if you show your face, your scam will fail and you'll get caught?"
"That's right. I've seen many live broadcasts like this. They pretend to be so magical, but they're actually charlatans trying to scam people out of their money."
Song Shanshan started to get anxious as she saw these bad comments flooding the screen.
"Ahem, my ancestors were once wealthy, but now they've fallen on hard times. However, the skill of fortune-telling has been passed down through generations. If you don't believe me, you can contact me online. I can tell you your destiny by looking at your face."
She said this without any hesitation.
Because her family had indeed fallen on hard times.
Song Xiner on the side even gave a thumbs up.
[Awesome! You've learned the art of deceiving people without any instruction. You mix lies with truth, and your half-truths are the most convincing.]
Listening to her little sister's complaints, Song Shanshan twitched the corners of her mouth.
"Fuck, she's a young female con artist."
"Now that you mention it, I'm interested. Not in the anchor, but in fortune-telling."
"What kind of new method is this for catching the top spot? I haven't been online for just one day and I don't understand it."
Netizens were very venomous in their words, but no one was willing to join the conversation.
We can't let them mess things up like this.
Song Shanshan gritted her teeth and hardened her heart to point the camera at her face.
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