Small tits, he is a Yan Zhi anchor

In June, Lincheng entered midsummer early, the scorching sun scorched the earth, the leaves on the side of the street remained motionless, and even the air felt dry and hot.

"Your strawberry ice cream, please take it~"

Wu Queque was wearing a bright orange sanitation hat, with a big smile on her slightly reddened face.

The girl who bought the ice cream was stunned for a few seconds, then took the ice cream in a panic, and a tinge of pink quietly appeared on her earlobes.

She didn't expect to see such a good-looking little brother when she bought an ice cream on the side of the road.Speaking of which, those old flirtatious girlfriends must be envious.

You have to ask for Wechat, add little brother friends!

Song Niannian hesitated for more than ten seconds, then suddenly turned to look at the boy in a white round neck shirt standing under the simple shed.

"……goodbye?"

Wu Queque raised her eyes, her eyes were slightly bright, and she smiled broadly at the girl.

"Goodbye."

This was the first person to say goodbye to him this afternoon.

He was also the first person to say goodbye to him in the past few days.

"It's thirty."

Wu Queque took the crumpled banknotes that the middle-aged man counted out from his pocket, and held them carefully in his palm.

"Thank you." Wu Queque took a half step back and bowed slightly to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was startled, his toes moved, but he couldn't dodge.His lips moved, and he took out another 20 yuan from his pocket and handed it over.

"Thanks for your hard work……"

Wu Queque shook her head and refused, with a particularly stubborn expression on her face. "Okay, thirty."

The middle-aged man muttered for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.

Holding the 30 yuan she just got, Wu Queque couldn't help but feel excited, and even walked much more briskly.

Today he wants to eat a bowl of noodles in clear soup for five yuan.

On the corner of the street is the noodle restaurant that Wu Queque has been thinking about for hours. The noodle restaurant is not big, with only two waiters.

They are all demons.

Wu Queque is also a demon.

Three days ago, there was a shock in Buzhou Mountain.After he accidentally left Buzhou Mountain, he lost all his spiritual power, and he has only accumulated a little until now, and he can't even break the seal of Buzhou Mountain.

And according to the speed at which he is recovering his spiritual power now, it is estimated that he will not be able to accumulate full spiritual power until the year of the monkey.

"Is your rent due?"

"Yes, I have to spend the night at your place tonight."

Taking advantage of the lack of people, the two waiters got together to chat.

Wu Queque buried her head in the bowl and bit off the noodles with a slight resistance on her expression.

The place where he lives these days used to sell sesame oil.The walls and wooden products were all stained with a strong smell of sesame oil. After smelling it for two consecutive days, Wu Queque felt that her sense of smell was about to lose its function.

Before finishing a bowl of noodles, a simple table was set up in the open space on the left side of the noodle shop.A few people in long-sleeved costumes babbled and sang.

"In order to save Li Lang from his home, who would have expected to be number one in the imperial list..."

Wu Queque took off his hat, tapped his toes on the ground in rhythm, and his long black hair swayed slightly with his movements.After the people on the stage sang once in turn, Wu Queque couldn't help but hum along softly.

As soon as a libretto was hummed, there was a bluffing sound in my ear.

"Wow, are you a Chinese opera student? You sing really well."

"Yeah, I think so too."

It's the two waiters.

Wu Queque paused, showing a bit of embarrassment. "Really? Thank you."

Wang Jiu nodded fiercely. In fact, he had noticed this person as early as this afternoon when Wu Queque was buying ice cream on the opposite side of the road.

For nothing else, he's so good-looking.

With exquisite eyebrows and fair skin, even wearing the most common sanitation hat can't conceal his unique temperament, like a rich young master who has not experienced life in the world.

"Did you break up with your family?" Wang Jiu asked tentatively, he knew a lot after being in the world for so many years.

This is the most remote and least affluent West Street in Lincheng, but East Street, which is separated from West Street by an asphalt road, is the most prosperous place in Lincheng.

There are countless villas of wealthy families, and more importantly, Huanle's branch is built there.

Wu Queque nodded, with a look of disappointment on her face.

"I can't go back now."

The conditions in the world are much worse than those in Buzhou Mountain.

In an instant, Wang Jiu imagined a big fight for family property, and couldn't help but feel more sympathy for him.

I was kicked out, no wonder I went to buy ice cream for someone.

"You are so good-looking, and you can sing well, so you should be an anchor."

"It's very lucrative," he added.

Wu Queque didn't nod. The anchor had to sign a contract and be controlled, but it was very inconvenient for him to find elixir to restore his spiritual power.

At this time, the crowd around the stage all turned around and looked at the three people.

Wang Jiu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously took half a step back.Could it be that his identity as a monster was discovered...

"Yes, boy in white, can you please come up and sing a song?"

Hua Dan on the stage held the microphone and asked him with a smile.

The surrounding crowd burst into applause.

Wu Queque glanced at the table covered with red carpet, got up and walked up.

What Wu Queque sang was an excerpt from the female consort he had just heard.Not long, only six sentences.

That Hua Dan originally just wanted to find a good-looking person to liven up the atmosphere, but she didn't expect to hear a song whose level was not known to be much higher than hers, and she didn't close her mouth in surprise.

"another one!"

Two or three seconds after Wu Queque sang, there was a warm and orderly urging from the audience.

Wu Queque stopped on the stage in a daze for a moment, the reason for the shock was not that the audience asked him to come back for a while, but the spiritual power slowly pouring into his body like a trickle.

Almost instantly, Wu Queque had a guess.He picked up the microphone and followed the previous aria for five sentences, almost unable to suppress the joy on his face.

There were enthusiastic cheers and applause from the audience, and spiritual power poured into the body continuously.

If he is loved by humans, he can recover his spiritual power faster.

"You are talking about being an anchor, do you have any channels?"

After stepping down, Wu Queque couldn't wait to go to Wang Jiu's side and ask.

"The Magic Music Company on East Street is recruiting anchors in the past few days, you can sign up and try."

Wu Queque suppressed her excitement, quickly left the noodle shop and headed for the East Street.

At the same time, a black car drove slowly towards East Street.

"Mr. Lu, do you need to book a ticket for Shen Garden?"

The assistant on the co-pilot asked respectfully.

Shen Yuan is the best theater troupe in Lincheng.

Boss Lu suddenly stopped the driver just now, and sat in the car to finish listening to the two plays sung outside.

Lu Xinghan leaned back on the seat, his eyes were slightly closed, and his voice was flat. "Need not."

After the car stopped in front of the villa, the assistant was still brooding over the matter.Boss Lu didn't stop because he wanted to listen to the show. Why?

Could it be... because of people?

The assistant recalled the girl in white clothes and long hair on the stage at that time, and felt that she realized something in a flash.

The driver lit a cigarette and seemed to be relishing it.

He said slowly to his assistant: "I heard two short pieces of opera on the way, don't mention it, it's really nice."

"Obviously I don't like opera, but when I heard the first line, I was as clear-headed as if I had beaten chicken blood. I can only say that it is a good singer."

When Wu Queque rushed to Magic Music Company, there was a staff member tearing up a promotional poster at the door.

"Hello……"

The staff member waved his hand and said without looking back, "The registration is over, and I'm off work."