Yin Yang ferry

Guanghan turned his head and nodded towards him, then pointed to the dining table, indicating that there was food left for him.

He Shu called before returning and learned that Guanghan was cooking, so he rushed back without even eating.

Before meeting Guanghan, He Shu thought it was enough to be able to cook. After Guanghan moved in and took on the heavy responsibility of cooking, He Shu discovered that cooking still requires a bit of innate talent.

Guanghan is obviously talented.

A simple plate of fried rice with eggs, he can make it better than He Shu's own.

Fengfeng concentrated on leading her rookie teammates to charge into battle, muttering non-stop, as if she didn't notice that there was an extra person in the family.

"There are too many trees in front, people must be hiding on it, please pay attention."

"There are only four teams in the finals. We are not in a hurry to fight. We will try to persuade others to fight first."

Its teammates also interact well.

To be precise, holding Fengfeng——

"Thank you, Brother Feng, for taking us, otherwise we would never be able to score in this rank!"

"That's right, Brother Feng is the best. Other anchors pay at least a hundred yuan per hour to play with you. Brother Feng, you are so popular, you still find time to play with you for free. I'll go to your live broadcast room to collect flowers in a while!"

Anchor?play with?

Is Fengfeng really going to be an anchor?

He Shu's ears perked up:? ! !

He squinted his eyes and took a closer look with the egg fried rice, and found that Fengfeng was actually live broadcasting.

It didn't show its face, it was just playing games live, its claws were switching back and forth between the keyboard and the mouse, almost to the point where afterimages appeared.

It seems that the popularity of the live broadcast room is quite high. The tipping list ranges from a few thousand to a few dollars, and bullet screens keep popping up. It can be seen that many people are watching their ranking games.

He Shu suddenly remembered a saying that teased others about playing games: Sprinkle rice on the keyboard, and the chicken can peck better than you!

Now it really is that "chicken" is better than humans!

He knows that some anchors are shabby-looking but insist on turning on more than a dozen layers of filters to pretend that they have a peerless appearance. He has also heard of many online scams.

But can you imagine a scene where a bird broadcasts a live broadcast to teach people how to play games?

Not only did no one believe this, I'm afraid He Shu would have to be treated as a psychopath.

But since he saw Fengfeng playing games, he has become a little numb to it.

Fengfeng just finished playing a round, led her teammates to the top, accepted a lot of flattery and said that she was going to eat lightly, then off the broadcast, turned to He Shu and said: "I tied my anchor with your bank card No, you can withdraw money at the end of the month, half of it will be deducted from the rewarding platform, and half will be directly credited to your card, and it will be my food expenses in the future!"

There was no money in He Shu's bank card, so he kept it in the entrance drawer all year round, but this bird found it and used it.

It held its head high, shook its body, and every feather on its body read "I'm amazing, don't hurry to praise me".

This bird speaks maturely, but in fact it needs to be coaxed like a child. He Shu followed suit and said, "From now on, this family will be raised by you!"

Guanghan has not yet found a good career position, Fengfeng has become the first bird to eat crabs in their family, and if this trend follows, the monthly income may be higher than that of He Shu.

He Shu suddenly felt very stressed.

"Of course!" Fengfeng was very embarrassed.

It likes to eat human food, and has a huge appetite, but those are just snacks to satisfy its gluttony.

Fengfeng's real staple food is jade.

Just like that night, a piece of imperial green emerald was turned into a meal by it.

Ordinary people can't afford it at all, no wonder Guanghan loves money like his life, and wants to earn money desperately.

"You're right, the anchor really makes more money than the actors." Guang Han looked at Feng Feng's reward list, and answered He Shu's suggestion that day.

He Shu asked him to consider becoming an anchor, show his face occasionally, and slowly accumulate fans.

"Every industry is a pyramid. The higher you go, the higher the income and the fewer people."

He Shu casually clicked on the other live broadcast rooms of the same live broadcast channel as Fengfeng.

"Look, a game streamer like Fengfeng, who is completely technical, has just started and is not well-known. When the month is good, he can get a reward of several thousand yuan, plus the guaranteed minimum salary of the platform contract, which is not bad. But there are more anchors who are far inferior to it. This industry is highly competitive, similar to the entertainment industry, but with your good looks, if you are willing to be on camera, there should be no problem."

Guanghan was thoughtful: "Is there a channel that broadcasts live broadcasts of ghost hunting?"

He Shu:? ? ?

He couldn't help laughing: "Brother, don't you want to use a mobile phone to live broadcast while killing demons and demons? Let alone whether anyone will believe it, this kind of live broadcast that spreads feudal superstitions can't be broadcast!"

Guanghan frowned, worried about finding a way out for his long way to earn money.

"Then how about I cook live?"

"It's not impossible, but through the screen, the audience can't taste the taste, they can only look at the appearance, you can only cook home-cooked food, right?" He Shu really gave him some advice.

"I've watched a few videos, and some of the dishes seem to be complicated in process, and the principle is similar to home-cooked dishes." Guanghan looked calm, "I've also watched the boiled cabbage, but the ingredients are too expensive, and I don't have money now."

How realistic it is to say that there is no money.

He Shu was speechless for a moment: "Then you should try home-cooked dishes first. Anyway, no one watched the live broadcast at the beginning. Fengfeng's account just happened to be used. When it was broadcast, you would broadcast live and cook. Now some viewers are idle. If you have nothing to do, you like to watch the 24-hour live broadcast, even if you are bored, you are willing to hang on, no matter what, it can add some popularity to you."

Guanghan still doesn't give up on "feudal superstition": "Can't I live broadcast ghost hunting? I can catch one a day, which is better than cooking."

He Shu: "...how can there be so many ghosts in this world for you to catch one every day?"

Guanghan: "You can catch it and let it go, let it go."

The corner of He Shu's mouth twitched: "Then why don't you sign a contract with the ghost, let him act with you every day and be caught by you."

Guanghan really thought about it: "It seems to be good."

He Shu couldn't bear it anymore: "What are you thinking?! Do you want to be checked? Fengfeng's live account is still registered with my name, I don't want to go into the private room anymore!"

Guanghan let out an oh, but he didn't know if he heard it or not.

When he was not speaking, there was an aura that made people unconsciously silence. When I saw him for the first time, I didn't expect that there was such a person living opposite my house, and I was shocked by the other party's sentence "You are about to die" I was speechless for a while, and I still can't get back to God.

But after getting along for a long time, I found that when this person speaks, this impression will be completely shattered every now and then.

At first, He Shu felt that he was not human, but later felt that he was like those hermits who grew up in the remote mountains and wild forests, far away from the world, and knew nothing about customs and customs. Up to now, the two impressions have gradually become blurred. The origin is becoming more and more confusing.

The longer we get along, the deeper I get to know him, but I feel that this person is surrounded by fog, lingering, and I will never be able to see the truth clearly.

"You've been staring at me for four minutes and 58 seconds." The other party suddenly said.

He Shu rolled his eyes: "You have been paying attention to me watching you for so long, don't you pay more attention to me?"

Guanghan nodded: "I'm looking to see if you still have the mark of the demon on your body."

It's okay that he didn't mention the devil, but when he mentioned it, He Shu remembered the sticky memory that was entangled, and the feeling of goosebumps all over his body and hairs standing on end immediately surged up, and he felt uncomfortable all over.

He Shu didn't even realize that his complexion had turned pale, and his consciousness gradually became dull. Only the beating of his heart was infinitely magnified by his ears.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

It was as if someone was beating a drum, and it came from afar, but it was clearly shocking. He Shu's whole body was drawn by the drum, and he couldn't help it.

The heart beat faster than the next, almost jumping out of the chest, accompanied by needle-like pain, making He Shu unconscious even when she fell backwards but was hugged by a hand.

It was not until a long time later that he slowly came back to his senses.

"I seem to be in a trance for a while?"

"Not for a while, but for 23 minutes."

Guanghan told the time again accurately, and he did not let go of his two fingers on He Shu's forehead, which was the source of He Shu's feeling of coolness between his brows.

"The remnant of the imprint is still affecting you. When you think about it, it's easy to understand."

He Shu also felt it.

Just now he was thinking about it, and then an external will took advantage of his relaxation and wanted to invade the dominant body, which is commonly known as the upper body of the ghost.

He opened his mouth with a hoarse voice and a sore throat, as if he hadn't taken a drop of water all day: "What are the consequences?"

Guanghan: "It will not let go of any of its prey, even if it escapes from it, it means that it was not completely wiped out last time, and it has appeared recently, and it is more likely to be lurking by your side."

He Shu joked: "It can't be you, can it?"

Guanghan didn't seem to take this sentence as a joke, and said indifferently: "Where I am, it is afraid, but I can't keep staring at you."

He Shu spread his hands: "Then what should I do, I can't go anywhere all day, right? If it has the heart, it can also attach itself to the food delivery person, and it is hard to guard against."

Speaking of this, he was about to discuss Qu Jie's matter with Guang Han when his cell phone rang.

It's Xiao Gu.

It's past eleven o'clock in the evening, and it must be no small matter for Xiao Gu to call at this time.

He Shu pressed the answer button.

"Brother He, it's not good. Sister Ququ locked herself in the room. I can't get in, and she won't answer the phone!"

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Small theater unrelated to the main text:

Guanghan: Live broadcasting is not good for catching ghosts, so how about taking the audience for a stroll down there?

He Shu: ...you can still play on demand, right?You can visit the Palace of the Underworld by swiping the yacht, and you can go to the Naihe Bridge by swiping the aircraft carrier.

Guanghan: It's not impossible.

He Shu: Get out!I don't want to go in and live in a single room!