Chapter 51: Your Takeout Has Arrived

Yang Wuwu, who has no financial resources, has to move out of the hotel, and he is worried about what to do?

By chance, I met a real estate agent, the agent guy was still an e-sports fan, knew Yang Wuwu, and through this intermediary acquaintance, he found a very cheap single room in this old area that was about to be demolished.

In every city, no matter how prosperous and noisy, there will always be a corner of the gloom, such as the old houses in the downtown but have been abandoned by the times.

Because of the small room space and poor sanitary conditions, there are no residents living in this old area.

Also, there is no independent bathroom, no independent kitchen, no bathing facilities, no parking space, no greening at all, and still use toilets, spittoons and other objects.

Families with some financial strength have already moved out, and young people would rather borrow a house outside than live in an old house in this old area.

Those who stay in it are either elderly people who are reluctant to move their nests, or migrant workers who value low rents and give up part of their quality of life.

Due to the imminent demolition of the site, the residents are no longer lending their houses to migrant workers whose contracts have expired. At the same time, there are constantly residents signing contracts and moving out of their homes, only to enter and exit, and even fewer people live in this old area.

Up to now, there are only a few nail households, or family members who have not reached an agreement and have not signed a contract, and very few outsiders whose lease contracts have not expired, and the rest who can leave have left, and most of the old houses have almost been emptied.

Inside twists and turns, countless sheep intestine paths composed of a huge old block, now scattered with a few households, in the night of dim street lights, this old area is like a labyrinth hidden in the dark, some terrifying infiltration.

And the room where Yang Wuwu lives, the head of the household is abroad, and he has not yet been contacted to sign a contract, so the intermediary who has been helping to entrust the management has played a sideline and arranged for this e-sports youth to live in.

Yang Wuwu said that he only used a few hundred yuan a month to rent a small single room in the downtown of Shencheng, but in fact he rented the entire old house, or two or three old houses in this circle. Because, everyone else has moved away, and he is the only one living in it.

Living alone in a place that is not popular, the bigger the place, the more panicked it becomes.

At the beginning of the period, the young man with strong blood was still a little afraid of living alone in such a dark and secluded old house, and he always felt a little hairy.

An acquaintance of the intermediary said that the old house you live in used to be inhabited, and it has not been empty for a long time, and it is still popular, and there is no murderous house or unclean things, no problem.

Moreover, this is the only house with a three-digit monthly rent in Shencheng, and it is impossible to have such a low-cost single room.

Yang Wuwu thought about it, but still accepted it, and continued to live alone in this dark and quiet old house.

Regardless of the dissuasion of his parents, he left his hometown and came to Shencheng to work hard for e-sports, and he never went home for several years, just wanting to make a name for himself and return to his hometown in a dignified manner.

If you go back like a lost dog now, you will be ridiculed and ridiculed, mercilessly ridiculed, and even your parents will be disgraced, and you will never want to raise your head and be a man for the rest of your life. Hmmm! can't go back, absolutely can't go back!

But I don't know anything but games, I can't write and I can't carry martial arts, how can I stand down and live in Dashen City?

Now the club doesn't want him, or he doesn't like it, and it probably won't work to continue his career.

Then go another way, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, and many popular retired players won't all go to be game anchors, and they're making money every day, and their level is worse than them, right!!!

I bought a set of live broadcast equipment from the second-hand salted fish network, registered an account on the hottest game battle live broadcast platform, and started a live broadcast career in full swing!

Thanks to the country's vigorous development of communication infrastructure, many people can complete many complex and sophisticated frequent data exchange behaviors with just one mobile phone, such as live game broadcasting.

In order to become famous in the game live broadcast as soon as possible, Yang Wuwu can "make money every day", and start the game live broadcast almost every day and night. In the midst of the frantic game battles and shouts, I also forgot that I was in a relatively frightening uninhabited old house.

Of course, when he was angry and shouting, no one came back to complain about disturbing the people or anything.

But there is a saying that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. In other words, the more you focus on something, the more you can't do anything.

The game account and live game account used by Yang Wuwu before were all owned by the club, and now they naturally cannot be used anymore, and the considerable number of fans on it naturally cannot be inherited.

Now it is necessary to start from scratch, and the popularity must be slowly accumulated. Even though Yang Wuwu used the name ID of the game he became famous, but... No one believes it.,Oh~~ If you change your name, you're obscene Yang?Then I'll take a photo and I'll be Brother Guanxi - I scolded FxxK, am I faker?

Therefore, Yang Wuwu, who started from zero, embarked on the live broadcast of "From zero to the king of the single row" in a depressed and helpless mood.

It's common sense that things backfire.

Modern urban life is becoming more and more impetuous, and the pace is getting faster and faster, and Yang Wuwu's obscene and reluctant game style is obviously not in line with the taste of most people watching live games. (I can see that readers who are still reading my book must also have connotation and can become angry people, after all, my book is very slow, and it is not a brainless cool article, and the pace is a little slower.) )

What people want to see is the riotous snakeskin move, the cool kill, and the extreme counter-kill! Who the hell wants to see you obscene sideways, under the tower, and slowly develop? Lao Tzu has enough in life, and he wants to continue to watch you in the game?

Therefore, Yang Wuwu's live broadcast room has always been dismal, and his income is even less.

Moreover, after all, MOBA games are 5-on-5 competitive games, and they still rely on the cooperation of teammates and character matching, and the higher the rank, the more so.

Lewd Yang has no help from the club's good players, and his own game style is not a character who can carry the whole team, and every time he meets his pig teammates, he can't develop and finally collapse.

No, Yang Wuwu, who planned to be the king of the single row for two weeks, was stuck in Hei Yaosi for a long time, and this game encountered a sand sculpture jungler and a "brainless and unhappy" bottom lane duo, and the battle situation was unfavorable, and it was sprayed directly in the live broadcast room!

"Knock-knock-knock" There was a knock on the door of the small single room on the second floor.

"Paralyzed!Who!" Yang Wuwu, who had already collapsed in the pit, scolded angrily.

"Hello, your takeaway has arrived!" a young and melodious voice came from outside the door.

"Takeout! Lao Tzu didn't order takeout at night! Grass! Don't bother Lao Tzu!" Yang Wuwu saw that the opposite side had been pushed to the high ground, and his side was in danger, so he scolded even more angrily.

"Hello, it's indeed your takeaway, yellow braised chicken with rice and cola" The young voice outside the door was a little ethereal.

After Yang Wuwu saw the word "failure" appear on the screen of his mobile phone, he cursed a swear word, and after throwing the mobile phone on the table, he remembered that there was someone outside the door.

"Yellow braised chicken rice?" Yang Wuwu muttered, getting up to open the door.

This former e-sports professional player naturally does not have the skills to take care of himself in life by washing vegetables and cooking, and now it is a critical moment for live broadcasting, and he will not spend his time learning to cook. Most of the three meals a day are taken out.

But now the old area where I live is like a labyrinth, and the takeaway brother who is not familiar with this place has been going around for an hour in it, and he can't find the house number, and there are many people, so most of Yang Wuwu's takeaway delivery time is delayed and late.

Yang Wuwu, who had eaten "cold rice" several times and repeatedly hit a wall in the game, was angry, and threw his anger on the head of the takeaway brother, as long as the takeaway was late, he would directly complain about the bad reviews, and did not accept any explanation and compensation.

The anchor's idea is very simple, since the delivery man takes the order, it must be delivered at the specified time, and I will give a bad review and I will complain if it is overtime, it is justified, I don't care if you live or die?

"Yes, hello, your takeaway has arrived," the voice outside the door replied somewhat mechanically.

Yang Wuwu, who looked puzzled, opened the door and saw a beautiful group takeaway brother in a yellow uniform standing outside the door with a bag of takeaways.

Seeing the beautiful group, Yang Wuwu remembered!

"Fuck - yellow braised chicken rice??!!?

"You take it back, I don't want it, this thing has long since expired. Yang Wuwu couldn't laugh or cry.

"I've already complained about the bad reviews, and the platform has returned the money to me, seeing that you have to deliver this order for the sake of dedication after a delay of six or seven hours, I won't scold you, you can go-" Homeopathy is about to close.

"Dong" The takeaway brother said excitedly as he put his hand against the door to be closed.

"Hello, your takeaway has arrived!Please put it away, please give me a five-star review!"

"You're fucking sick, aren't you! It takes six or seven hours for your takeaway to be delivered, is that the yellow stewed chicken being raised and killed on the spot? At this time, the planes in Shencheng are flying back and forth in Rongcheng! Do you want five-star praise? Are you living in a dream?" the anchor sneered, and then increased the force to close the door.

"Hello, your takeaway has arrived! Please put it away, please give me a five-star review!" The takeaway brother did not move, still repeating the sentence just now.

"Damn—there's something wrong with you, right?" Yang Wuwu scolded, but then he thought about it, and he couldn't help but feel a stir in his heart!

This is the innermost compartment on the second floor of the old house, and the gate of the courtyard below and the gate on the first floor are closed.

And the position where he just sat was close to the window, and the window was facing the only way in the old house, so late on a late day, the lights and sounds of the electric car could not be unnoticed, and now it was dark downstairs outside the window, so this takeaway brother...

The more Yang Wuwu thought about it, the more frightened he became, put his hands together, and used all his strength to close the door.

The door was held against the takeaway brother, and he still didn't move.

"Hello, your takeaway has arrived!Please put it away, please give me a five-star review!" The takeaway brother recounted more and more excitedly, but his voice became more and more gloomy.

"Let go, I don't want it, you go away!" Yang Wuwu used all his strength to close the door, baring his teeth.

"You can't do without takeout, I didn't overtime, you can't give me a bad review!!" The takeaway brother approached the anchor who was still shutting down the door, and said gloomily.

"—— ghost, ghost————!" Yang Wuwu screamed.