Chapter 012 Friends
Qin Mengmeng chatted with the audience in the live broadcast room.
She had learned an important lesson about how to increase relationships with people: the content of the conversation between people is not important at all. Even if it is just about the weather, as long as the frequency and length of the conversation are enough, it is enough for adults.
“It’s a nice day today.”
"yes."
Even if you have such meaningless conversations three or five times, it is enough to make you become acquaintances.
Such an acquaintance may not lend you money, but he will not refuse when you need him to perform some small convenience within his authority.
This is what she is doing now.
A specific topic that she started herself, which was mild and harmless, did not involve harmful arguments, was easy to keep track of, and made the audience feel very involved.
Gradually, they will become Qin Mengmeng's fans without realizing it.
They won’t give high rewards, but when Qin Mengmeng needs some information, they are the kind of fans who will not hesitate to help with what they know.
For example, tell her the map of Xincheng High School that other anchors had risked their lives to figure out.
Although she had a topographic map in her hand, it was not enough if she wanted to survive.
The real focus is on which monster is entrenched in which lair.
Qin Mengmeng talked and laughed, deliberately reading out a few names that were often seen in the live broadcast room, casually affirming or denying their opinions.
The audience in the live broadcast room is actually not picky. The live broadcasts of the first two days were extremely boring. There were no bloody killings or fancy deaths, nor were there witty remarks to arouse emotions. Qin Mengmeng, commenting from the perspective of the audience, would bluntly say that the live broadcasts of the first two days were actually quite boring.
Of course, most of the live broadcasts in the world are actually boring.
But many viewers in the live broadcast room still stay in the room until now.
Some simple interactions are enough to satisfy them.
After about forty to fifty minutes, Qin Mengmeng felt that it was almost time. If he continued to do so, not only would the audience in the live broadcast room feel bored, but even the kids in the corridor would be eager to get their hands on his tablet.
Qin Mengmeng immediately chose a plan.
There aren’t many options.
Her living conditions were too cramped. Three days had passed and she hadn't even stepped out of this tiny bathroom. She could only look at the corridor that was separated by a door.
She had nothing in her hands except incense sticks and candles.
It was impossible for Qin Mengmeng to organize a surprise party that would really surprise the little boy.
But, she didn't really want to throw a surprise party.
The little ghost was in the corridor, just across the wall from Qin Mengmeng, who was in her home. She was sure that the little ghost knew everything that happened inside.
If he didn't know what happened inside, Qin Mengmeng had been there for almost an hour, he should at least ask her what she was doing.
So he naturally knew what Qin Mengmeng was planning.
But he didn't know that Qin Mengmeng knew that he knew.
For this surprise party, Qin Mengmeng discussed with the audience in the live broadcast room for forty to fifty minutes, and everyone tried their best.
But the conditions are really simple.
So, Xiao Gui thought it was a surprise party, Qin Mengmeng also thought it was, and the audience in the live broadcast room also thought it was.
Well, no matter how shabby it was, it was a surprise party.
Qin Mengmeng began to prepare.
Twenty minutes later, she knocked on the door and whispered, "Boss? Boss?"
There was a dull sound at the door, but it didn't open.
Qin Mengmeng said: "I checked and now the walls and floors are ready. All that's left is to install the bathtub, but the cement for the floor tiles hasn't dried yet, so we have to wait a while before we can start."
"Would you like to come in and check on the mid-term progress and see where the bathtub is installed?"
She took out an eye mask from her backpack and said, "I have closed my eyes. If you want to come in, knock on the door three times."
Three dull voices came from outside the door.
"Boom, boom, boom."
In such a quiet night, Qin Mengmeng lost her sight again, and she couldn't help feeling a little creepy.
But reason told her that there was no danger.
Qin Mengmeng slowly slid down with her back against the door and finally sat cross-legged on the ground.
The kid doesn't need to open the door to go in and out, so her sitting here won't affect his entry and exit.
For her, this posture can effectively calm her emotions.
The most important thing is that it can avoid scratching the white wall she just painted, which is not dry yet. Not only is it not dry, it is also full of formaldehyde.
But kids don’t need to worry about formaldehyde.
After all, he is dead.
She leaned her head against the door, quietly counting her heartbeats, and suddenly said, "If you want to leave, knock on the door three more times."
[Little Bear Doll: Sister Meng is really brave and resourceful. Only three days have passed and she has already started to control this little ghost like a puppet. Three days ago, I absolutely did not believe that this little ghost would be so obedient.]
[Teddy Bear: This is where he was born, which is roughly equivalent to his own home. He even knocks on the door when he returns home. ]
[Hound: It has been trained into an obedient puppy. ]
【Hound: But there's nothing wrong with being a dog. 】
[Anonymous Anonymous Anonymous: Xiao Gui actually doesn’t like killing people, but among the 76 anchors before, if I counted correctly, he killed five. ]
[Blood and Flesh Monk: There is no way, it seems like this is some kind of novice village, all the anchors open their eyes here at the beginning. Although the homeroom teacher and the physical education teacher are the real must-kill BOSS, not everyone can meet the homeroom teacher and the physical education teacher. ]
【Blood and Flesh Monk: But everyone can encounter little ghosts. 】
[mr.robot: Anonymous counted correctly, five people died at the hands of the little devil.]
[Mr.Robot: But none of them has the professional skills and personal charm of Sister Meng. Those five people are so stupid that if they met me, I would probably kill them.]
【mr.robot: I'm just saying that Meng Jie has completely mastered Xiao Gui so far. Just remember to close your eyes.】
【Mr.Robot: No one has ever thought of closing their eyes in front of a kid, let alone when they think they have him under control. The psychologist thought they had the upper hand, but was just a little bit complacent during the long conversation. What was the outcome?】
[Rainy Night Murder Night: You guys are so noisy, can you please shut up?]
[Rainy Night Murder Night: They are all a bunch of idiots, even the host is an idiot. How dare they close their eyes in this kind of game? Isn't this just letting others slaughter them? Believing in the humanity of ghosts is simply her biggest mistake]
[Rainy Night Murder Night: She Won’t Live Long]
As soon as the comments about Rainy Night Murder Night appeared, the barrage of comments suddenly stopped.
It seemed that his comments dampened everyone's enthusiasm.
Or maybe it was because Xiao Gui appeared in the camera of the live broadcast room.
Qin Mengmeng closed her eyes and knew nothing, but everything was clearly visible in the live broadcast room.
A long and thin blood shadow flowed in through the crack in the door and slowly condensed into a human figure beside Qin Mengmeng.
He was a thin adolescent boy, with no clothes and no body hair. His skin was pale all over, with only a few deadly purple bruises visible where his blood vessels were located.
Such a grayish human body could almost be said to be dull and insignificant, but his right wrist was embedded with a neat red ring, the color was extremely bright, emitting a dazzling light that could almost absorb a person's soul.
This was the second time Qin Mengmeng appeared in front of the audience after he started live streaming.
The last time they saw him was very brief. The camera in the live broadcast room actually followed the anchor. As soon as he left here and went to the corridor, he disappeared from the camera.
But now, he stared at Qin Mengmeng for a long time, and the live broadcast room also stared at him for a long time.
He looked at Qin Mengmeng's face.
Qin Mengmeng bent one leg and stretched the other, clasped her hands in front of her chest, and leaned her face against the simple door panel, her expression very calm.
He looked for a long time before looking away, blinking in confusion and turning to look inside the house.
He actually already knew what was there, so he was confused.
A beautiful paper box.
Six incense sticks were burned on both sides of the paper box, three on each side.
He opened the box and took out a note.
There was only a very short line of words on the note.
"This is your gift. Thank you for your three days of shelter. I will leave here tomorrow and won't bother you anymore."
He lowered his head and looked at Qin Mengmeng's phone.
She didn't hold the phone, but placed it on the ground beside her legs, so he could also see the screen of the live broadcast room on the phone.
In the live broadcast room, he and himself looked into each other's eyes.
The barrage of comments stopped at the last comment on the rainy night of murder.
He had met seventy-six anchors, but he had never seen anyone like this anchor.
She is a good person.
He thought.
I don’t know how I was tricked into coming to this live broadcast room.
She shouldn't be here.
But maybe he should be thankful that she was here, or he would never be able to leave.
"Boom, boom, boom."
After three sounds.
Qin Mengmeng took off her blindfold.
I saw a head floating over the bathtub.
"Fuck." Qin Mengmeng endured the life-threatening silence, but she couldn't stand it and her eyes widened.
Damn it, didn’t she tell the kid to knock on the door three times and leave if he didn’t want to be seen?
Anyway, she would leave after decorating the house for him tonight, and he would only have to stay in the corridor for another day.
What would he do if she saw him now?
Qin Chuan often suspected that Qin Mengmeng wanted to commit suicide, but she was far from living enough.
But she soon realized it.
The little ghost hid behind the bathtub, with only his head showing.
Qin Mengmeng brought the bathtub yesterday, although she shouldn't have done that because the cement under the floor tiles hadn't dried yet, and putting a heavy bathtub on it would affect the floor.
But she had already let the little ghost live in the house with newly painted walls.
Both for the same reason, she had to let the kid see her progress, to eliminate any possibility that he would misunderstand her as not taking her work seriously because of his lack of understanding of the process.
Then endangering her life.
Anyway, the little ghost is not a picky one.
Now she saw the imp's face, but he seemed calm and had no intention of killing her.
Qin Mengmeng smiled and waited for him to speak without saying a word.
He actually spoke.
His voice was unnatural: "Don't call me boss. I don't have money to pay you. Instead, you... helped me a lot."
He hesitated: "I don't have many friends, can you...?"
Qin Mengmeng looked into his eyes gently.
He avoided Qin Mengmeng’s eyes and quickly came back, his voice as thin as a mosquito: “Can you be my friend?”
Qin Mengmeng showed a big smile on her face.
"sure."
Qin Mengmeng smiled and said, "So, friend, can you tell me your name? Friends should tell each other their names, right?"
Of course she already knew the imp's name.
But if he hadn't told her himself, it would have meant nothing.
"My name is Ma Chaoji. Ma means Ma Chao, Chao means Wang Chao, and Ji means auspicious. My grandmother said that I have had bad luck since I was a child, so I need a more auspicious name to change my luck."
When talking about grandma, the little ghost seemed to talk more.
Qin Mengmeng did not go to ask about Xiaogui's grandmother, but smiled and introduced herself.
She had previously introduced herself to the audience in the live broadcast room.
But she had to do it formally again with the little ghost.
This is a ceremony to conclude a friendship contract.
And this friendship may be the key to how long she can survive in this live broadcast room.
"My name is Qin Mengmeng, Qin for the Great Qin Empire, Meng for the sprouting of all things. You can call me Sister Meng."
The little ghost said: "They also call you Meng Jie."
He stretched out his bare left arm from behind the bathtub and pointed at the cell phone Qin Mengmeng had placed on the ground.
Qin Mengmeng smiled and said, "They are different from you. You are my friend."
The kid smiled with his lips pursed, revealing a dimple on his left cheek.
Qin Mengmeng picked up her phone and saw the barrage of comments flowing by like a waterfall.
[Blood and Flesh Monk: Sister Meng, at least we have made friends by spending a gambler, so aren't we considered friends? ]
[The hound gave the anchor 5,000 Yin De. 】
【Mr.robot gave the anchor 5,000 Yin De.】
[AAA peach wholesaler gave the anchor ten points of incense. ]
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