Chapter 141 Live Video
Xing Yuan glanced at the screen of his mobile phone indifferently. To be honest, this was the first time a stranger added him, and he inevitably felt a little weird. However, he was not interested in those humans in the Devil City who could be crushed to death with just one finger. In the end, he chose to ignore it, threw the phone aside, closed his eyes and continued to sleep.
At this moment, Lu Yan was still casting a wide net in the "Piaoling on the Ground" group. He hadn't decided who to target yet. The next second, three or four more friends applied in the background. The content of the messages was similar:
[Brother, do you want to make a date? Ten hours for the whole night, in the same city. 】
【Is the video coming? 】
When Lu Yan saw these friend request messages, he once suspected that he had joined a hookup group. He accidentally agreed to one of the people's friend request, and the other person immediately sent him a private photo that almost blinded him.
This person's nickname is "孤苦无1". After posting the photo, he asked: [Brother, do you want to date? Can you accept more people? ]
Lu Yan: [Brother, do you want a watch? I’ll give you a 20% discount.]
Lonely 1: [Are you stupid? ]
Lu Yan: [Authentic gold watch, you can choose the model through video. ]
Lonely and helpless 1: [Get lost! ]
Lu Yan died before he could accomplish his mission, and inevitably felt a little frustrated. He was about to quit the group and turn off his computer, but unexpectedly, a side quest suddenly popped up on the system:
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for triggering the side mission. Please use the online live broadcast platform to sell at least ten watches within 24 hours. If the mission is successful, you will be rewarded with 500 points. If the mission fails, 500 hours will be deducted! ]
Deduct 500 hours? ! !
Veins popped up on Lu Yan's forehead. "I managed to save 720 hours fighting monsters yesterday, and you're going to deduct 500 hours just by opening your mouth?"
The system couldn't do anything about it. This was a task that was imposed by the interface. It comforted me perfunctorily: "Look at the bright side. If you succeed, you will be rewarded with 500 points."
Lu Yan felt that he urgently needed a cigarette to calm down, but there was no cigarettes at home. He could only get dressed, go downstairs, buy a pack of cigarettes at the convenience store across the street, and then buy breakfast from the big man who sold buns.
"Six steamed buns, six o'clock, just scan the code and you're done."
The breakfast vendor was already hunched over, but he made his fortune by selling steamed buns, and judging from the remaining life on his wrist, he had at least thirty more years to live. He took out a small machine and scanned Lu Yan's wrist, which automatically deducted six hours, which meant that Lu Yan had six fewer hours of life left.
From the looks of it, the white-haired master is about to die, but judging from his health points, Lu Yan is the one who is about to step into the coffin.
As soon as Lu Yan looked up, he could see the utopia floating in the clouds. He felt deeply the absurdity of this world. He took the steamed bun from the master and said "thank you".
The old man groaned, drooping his eyelids as he used a bamboo stick to shoo away the flies nearby: "When you go upstairs later, knock on the door next door. I'm too lazy to climb the stairs because of my weak legs. Please remind them to pay the rent for me. That couple hasn't paid for three months."
The eldest master was a low-key wealthy man. Not only did he own a steamed buns shop, but even the dilapidated back floor of the building where Lu Yan lived was his. When the two brothers were occasionally short of money and could not pay the rent, he would grant them a few days' grace. Lu Yan casually agreed and went straight upstairs with the steamed buns.
The environment of this street is very poor. It is scorching when the weather is sunny and damp and leaky when it rains. The air is always filled with the sour smell of garbage. I don’t know if it is Lu Yan’s illusion, but the stench on their floor is particularly strong.
Lu Yan walked to the neighbor's house and knocked on the door: "Is anyone there?"
No one responded. The empty corridor was swallowed up by darkness. The faint sound of a baby crying could be heard from the crack of the door, which was creepy.
Lu Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking that this family was not dead. It was not that he cursed intentionally, but this kind of situation was too common in the slums. It was very likely that someone walking on the side of the road would suddenly fall down because of exhaustion of health points, let alone a poor couple.
“Boom boom boom!”
Lu Yan knocked on the door a little harder: "If you don't open the door, I will kick it."
As soon as he said this, the tightly closed door suddenly opened with a click, and behind the door stood a sloppy man with greasy hair that he hadn't washed in who knows how long. There were dark circles under his eyes and his cheeks were so sunken that only bones were left.
The moment he opened the door, a sour odor that had not been cleaned for years hit him in the face. Lu Yan was almost stifled. He stepped back a few steps without leaving a trace, holding his breath and said, "Uncle Qian said that you haven't paid the rent for three months, and asked you to pay him as soon as possible."
As he spoke, he caught a glimpse of the man behind him with his peripheral vision, but there was no light in the room, so he couldn't see anything clearly. He could only vaguely see a pile of food garbage bags on the ground and flies buzzing and flying everywhere.
The man's bloodshot eyes rolled around, as if he was trying to recall who Lu Yan was. Finally, he remembered that this man was a neighbor who lived across from his house, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Got it, I'll give it to him tomorrow."
Lu Yan asked casually, "Why don't I see your wife?"
The man smiled slowly when he heard this. His face was pale from not seeing the light for many years, so he looked a little scary, like a dead person. "She is giving birth."
"After we give birth to this baby, we will move to Sky City..."
As he spoke, he raised his wrist, which was so thin that only a handful of bones remained, and shook it in front of Lu Yan to show off. It showed that his life value was actually more than a hundred years!!!
Lu Yan was stunned for a moment. What kind of world is this? How come a random person on the street can live longer than him?!
"Then congratulations."
Lu Yan laughed dryly, not wanting to admit that he was embarrassed, and went home with the six steamed buns. He ate three and Lu Xiaozhao ate three. This was their daily rations for the day.
After eating the steamed bun, Lu Yan carefully studied how to use the online platform to sell watches. It turned out that many people were doing live broadcasts to sell goods. The more people there were in the live broadcast room, the higher the popularity. A fellow anchor who sold fake watches like him already had millions of fans. If he was lucky enough to meet a rich man in Sky City who rewarded him during the live broadcast, he would make a fortune.
Lu Yan tidied up his messy desk, cleared a space for his gold watch, and then applied for a live broadcast space. However, perhaps because his account level was too low, he sat in front of the camera for two hours without attracting a single viewer.
The system couldn't help but complain: [You don't have any viewers in your live broadcast room, are you selling it to ghosts? ]
Lu Yan raised his eyelids, picked up a gold watch and handed it to him: "How about you buy one and consider it as helping me open the store?"
System: [……]
System: [Do you think I have hands? ]
Who is so kind-hearted as to wear a big gold watch?
Lu Yan sneered and threw the watch on the table: "That's it, if you don't buy it, why would anyone be stupid enough to buy it?"
The system was so angry that it was shaking all over. Its originally black and red body became a little brighter. It cursed inwardly that the damned Lu Yan had better not complete the task, and then it disappeared into the air with a whoosh.
Lu Yan was too lazy to pay attention to it and started to study the ranking of the live broadcast rooms on his own. In the end, he found that the more people there were, the higher the popularity was, and the higher the popularity was, the easier it was to be pushed to the homepage. Currently, Lu Yan was at the bottom of the ranking. The second to last was a man selling men's underwear, and there were about five people in his live broadcast room.
In other words, if Lu Yan wants to move up in the rankings, he has to bring at least six people over, but where can he find six people?
Lu Yan fell into deep thought, and finally his eyes fell on the group he joined today. He found the "lonely and helpless" person and privately poked him: [Are you there? ]
Gu Ku Wu 1 just happened to be online: [What, brother wants to date? ]
Lu Yan tapped the keyboard: [Live video? ]
Gu Ku Wu 1: [Hey, brother, you are quite good at playing, great, I just want to see your abdominal muscles. ]
Lu Yan: [Can you call all eight people? ]
Gu Ku Wu 1 was so frightened that he stuttered after hearing this. After a long while, he trembled and typed out a sentence: [No... No way, brother, you are playing so big. I have only played with four people before. ]
Lu Yan: [Eight people, will you come? ]
Gu Ku Wu 1 Yan Nan swallowed his saliva, feeling both scared and excited. After a moment's hesitation, he finally agreed: [Okay...Okay, I'll go get someone.]
Lu Yan: [I'll send you the video link, and you and them can come in directly later.]
Without thinking too much, Gu Ku Wu 1 immediately went to the group to pull eight gay friends and promised that it would be exciting. His legs were shaking with excitement. It had been years since he had played something so exciting. He didn't know if the little brother really had eight pack abs. He rubbed his hands in anticipation while clicking on the link to the live video room provided by Lu Yan with his gay friends. However, not only did he not see the expected erotic scenes, he was almost blinded by the large gold watches that filled the entire screen.
In the picture, Lu Yan only showed one arm, on which he wore eight gold watches: [Master-designed gold watch, made of pure gold, low-key luxury, with zircon case, waterproof, oil-proof and fire-proof, now on sale with 10% off! ]
Live broadcast audience: [……]
Gu Ku Wu 1 was furious: [Sisters, this bastard who sells watches actually dared to deceive us, curse him to death! ! ! ! ]
The 0s in the group were extremely united. They rushed out immediately after being called, and rushed into Lu Yan's live broadcast room. More than 50 people took turns to curse and spit everywhere. It was a bloody scene.
Lu Yan's live broadcast room is constantly rising in the rankings due to the number of viewers and the activeness of the chat. Many viewers click in just to take a look at the products, but end up being attracted by the verbal battles in the comment section and asking around for information about what's going on.
[You scumbag!! Scumbag!!]
[Don't you feel guilty for lying to us? People like you will never find a good partner in your lifetime! ]
[I'm going to splash paint on your house tomorrow! ! ]
[I thought you were going to play with multiple people, but you let me in to watch you sell watches? ? ? ! MMP you don’t deserve to be in the house!!!]
The live broadcast room was filled with resentment, and those who didn’t know thought that Lu Yan was some kind of scumbag. When the number of viewers had risen to 3,000, a passerby finally realized what was going on and explained in the comments section of the live broadcast room: [Damn, I finally got the whole truth. This anchor is a scumbag who deceived more than 50 people!!!]
This number was really too much, and the audience in the live broadcast room exploded: [Wow!!! What are you selling, host? Publish a love book! ]
Xing Yuan just woke up at night. He squinted lazily and opened his phone to check the time out of habit. However, his phone was still on the page where the new person in the group applied to add him as a friend. His fingertip accidentally touched "Agree" and he was actually added as a friend.
[Ding! You have become friends with the 187cm tall, enthusiastic, cheerful, and handsome Xiao Lu with eight-pack abs. Let's chat together quickly~]
[Ding! Your friend is live streaming, you can go in and add some popularity to him~]
Xing Yuan hesitated for a moment, then moved his fingertips slightly and almost entered the live broadcast room.
The eight gold watches were a bit too heavy, and Lu Yan felt a bit tired after holding them for a while, so he simply took them all off. He held an antique watch in his hand while explaining, and Lu Yan's hand occupied half of the medium-sized vertical screen.
His skin is a cool white, and because of the slightly dim light in the living room, he looks sexy and subtle. His fingertips are slender, with distinct joints, and the light blue veins on the back of his hand extend all the way to his forearm. He looks strong and slender, and possesses endless power. Even the rustic gold watch makes him look classy.
Xing Yuan took a quick glance through the screen and knew that the newcomer who had just joined the group must have a good figure and might even have eight-pack abs.
He was a hidden hand control freak, and seeing this, his sleepiness disappeared a little. His eyes dimmed and he watched Lu Yan's every move through the screen.
Lu Yan's voice is very special, lazy and with a low, consumptive sound. This kind of voice would be a disaster for someone else, but he has a good voice, and it's like watching an old movie full of decadence and decadence.
The live broadcast room continued to be crowded with people, and the atmosphere in the comment section gradually changed from verbal battles to curiosity:
[Damn, this anchor has beautiful hands and a nice voice, she's my favorite! ]
[Fuck, he can scumbag more than 50 people, what does he look like! ]
[Show your face! Show your face! Show your face! ]
Xing Yuan's eyes swept across the comment area, and he keenly caught the comment "scammed more than fifty people". He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. This guy seemed to be quite a man of integrity when he was chatting with Luo Yang in the group, but he played so wildly in private after all this time.
However, Xing Yuan did not react much. After all, he and Lu Yan did not even know each other. At most, he thought that the anchor had good-looking hands, but he was not interested in it at all and left the live broadcast room directly.
At this time, everyone who started the war of words in the comment section was tired of cursing. Only Gu Ku Wu 1 was still jumping up and down. He felt that he had suffered the greatest humiliation in the history of dating. He was so angry that he almost smashed the keyboard:
[Scumbag! Bastard! How dare you use so many people to deceive me! ]
Damn, her hands are so beautiful and her voice is so nice, it would be a waste of money if I don’t have sex with her!
Lu Yan took a break in the middle of the game, turned away from the screen and drank some water. He slowly tightened the bottle cap to avoid his appearance being exposed and being splashed with paint on the road. He put on his mask and responded: [How could I lie to you? There are 30,000 people watching the live broadcast room now. If this is not called a lot of people, then what is a lot of people? ]
So there are so many people? ?
Gu Ku Wu 1 was so angry that he almost died when he heard this, not to mention his gay friends, who had never seen someone as shameless as Lu Yan, and kicked him out of the group chat at the speed of light.
Lu Yan sold goods for several hours, and quite a few people were fooled by him into placing orders. He sold a total of sixty watches, far exceeding the task target given by the system.
Seeing that his mission was accomplished, Lu Yan said hello to the audience and was about to end the live broadcast. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a comment suddenly caught his eye. The person who made the comment also sent a rocket, so it was particularly eye-catching.
[Anchor, why is there a woman sitting behind your sofa? ! ]
Lu Yan: “???”
As soon as this comment came out, the rest of the audience seemed to have discovered something and posted comments one after another:
[Is she the anchor’s wife? ]
[Mist grass!! With her hair down, I couldn’t see her face clearly. She looked like a fucking female ghost. I was scared to death!!]
[Is the anchor doing something new? Can you ask her to stop staring at the live camera? I came here to shop, not to watch a horror movie. I’m so scared! ]
Lu Yan did not turn around, but slowly picked up the cigarette box from the table, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then lit it with a lighter. Looking closely, his hands were shaking. He took a few puffs of smoke and was shocked. Then he looked at the screen bravely.
Lu Yan took up most of the screen, but the area between his shoulders and head accidentally revealed a bit of the background, exposing the sofa behind him. Originally there was a coat on it, but now there was a strange woman.
Her hair was very long, almost reaching the floor. It looked like it had not been taken care of for a long time, and was thick and messy. The jet-black hair made her skin look pale to the point of being a little bluish, and also covered most of her face. One could only see a pair of bloodshot eyes without pupils. On her shoulders was an old suspender dress of an indistinct pattern, which wrapped her entire body like a bed sheet, and the hem of her hair was a brown color from oxidized blood.
There was a familiar fishy smell in the air, and the sound of a baby crying next door that seemed to never stop, making the scene around us even more weird.
Perhaps she noticed that Lu Yan had discovered her presence from the computer, the woman suddenly smiled at Lu Yan slowly, a few black cracks appeared on her wall-white face, her eyes gradually turned into two pitch-black holes, her mouth became bigger and bigger, and a scarlet tongue could be faintly seen moving inside.
Lu Yan's breath was caught in his throat. Why does this thing look so familiar? ! !
One spectator noticed something and typed so fast that sparks flew off the keyboard: [Fuck, it’s a wanderer! ! ! Streamer, run! ! ! ! Run! ! ! ! ]
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