A barrage of barrages scrambled.

Shen Weiwei looked at the screen, the new audience who had just entered the live broadcast room, and the first time she encountered a discordant troll, she glanced at it and ignored it.

Unexpectedly, he posted several messages in a row, and she frowned slightly.

[Kafasir: The anchor looks like a salted fish that messes around, it's really boring, you can watch such a boring live broadcast?]

[Kafasir: It's a lot more fun for the babes next door to dance than that.] ]

[Kafasir: Huh...... Why doesn't the anchor speak?]

......

How lacking is this kid? Come here to find a sense of existence?

She silently talked to the system: "System, how can this bear child be silenced?"

The system was silent: [This user is a Black Gold Supreme member, has privileges, and cannot be banned or blocked]

"Black Gold Supreme Member?" she glanced at the bear child's ID, and sure enough, a black crown appeared next to it, flowing with a metallic sheen.

[The live audience is divided into ordinary users, silver members, gold members, diamond members, supreme members, and black gold supreme members.] Different levels of users have different permissions, and the amount of recharge determines the level. Black Gold Supreme members cannot be obtained by recharging, and there are currently only five Black Gold Supreme members on the entire live broadcast platform. The system dutifully explained to her.

"Girl, answer me again when you think clearly, it's not too early, you go home early. The woman stood up, her long, straight and slender legs wrapped in a jumpsuit, her figure delicate, and she smiled kindly and distantly.

She interrupted the conversation with the system and hurriedly stood up, this was to send off a guest?

"I have a reason why I have to learn it, maybe I haven't fallen in love with it yet, but that doesn't mean I won't love it in the future. When she said this, there was more sincerity and sincerity in her tone.

Hearing the deep meaning of her words, the woman's steps towards the outside stopped.

Stared at her for a while, laughed out loud in surprise, and stretched out his hand:

"My name is Lin Qing, I will come here at this time tomorrow and train for three hours a day, can I persevere?"

Shen Weiwei showed a look of surprise, was stunned for a while, and suddenly stretched out her hand to hold: "Yes." ”

As night falls, cars speed past in front of you, and pedestrians are bustling, this is the bustling streets of the imperial capital.

Shen Weiwei narrowly avoided a speeding silver sports car, and the arrogant yellow-haired boy inside turned around and whistled at her.

She wasn't familiar with the city, and she didn't take the bus.

Walking all the way back, I wanted to see where it was suitable to set up a stall, otherwise where to sell those brand-name bags and clothes in her house.

In the distance, the neon lights are dazzling, and the dozens of storey buildings are large enough to overlook the entire city at night.

The narrow lanes are crowded with mediocre people, and there is a thrift market around a few lanes, which sells second-hand old things.

After figuring out the location, Shen Weiwei rejected the small sales cards along the way and walked out of the alleyway.

As soon as she looked up, she bumped into Mu Churan, who was incompatible with the narrow alleyway, and she had a look of indifference that rejected people, passed by her, and walked into the alleyway.

Mu Churan lives here?

Yes, her setting is that although Mu Churan has a queen mother, the mother-daughter relationship is bad, the mother has lived in Singapore for a long time, and the two only have financial exchanges.

When Mu Churan became an adult, even this only connection was severed, so she rented a small room nearby.

refused to take a penny from the queen's mother.

In the dark room, outside the huge floor-to-ceiling glass windows, the bright moon hangs high, sprinkling a little silver light on the balcony.

On the Italian oak floor sits a young man with a face hidden in the shadows, his shirt messily open, showing the unruliness of a young man.

There was a transparent screen in the air, and it was shown that [the anchor has left the room], and the boy stroked the cufflinks with one hand, and the light sources converged into dots, and the screen disappeared out of thin air.

", ignore me, it's boring!" he muttered as his eyes narrowed slightly.

All kinds of cosmetics on the desk were replaced by stacks of books and test papers, Shen Weiwei crouched in front of the table, concentrating on writing test papers, the dim light hit her face, and the fine fluff was faintly visible.

[You don't sleep so late, do you have the energy to broadcast live tomorrow?] The system admires the host extremely at the moment, and as soon as he got home, he quickly picked up two mouthfuls of food, and wrote the test paper until late at night, and even it wanted to yawn.

The bedside alarm clock showed that it was three o'clock in the morning, Shen Weiwei's eyes were a little sour, and the wind blowing in from the windowsill was slightly cool, which made her sober a little.

My elbows were so sore that I could barely lift them, I hadn't written like this for a long time, and it was so late if I wasn't paying attention.

"Tomorrow's business will be discussed tomorrow. ”

She got up and stretched, fell on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep as soon as her head touched the pillow.

Is there such an irresponsible anchor? The system wants to hammer the wall.

In the crowded flea market, Shen Weiwei carried a huge duffel bag, walked on the road, and refused to talk to the bald man next to her with a smile.

I finally found a vacant seat, sat on it with a butt of the floor, and hung the almost brand new designer bag and clothes with tags in the bag on the shelf.

Wait patiently for someone to come to the door, obviously there are very few people who know the goods in such a place, and some see the beautiful style, and after asking the price, she is crazy.

"Isn't this Shen Weiwei, why are you selling things here?"

When she heard the sound, she looked up and bumped into a girl wearing a white T and jeans, talking to the boy next to her, which was very novel.

Shen Weiwei was not embarrassed, "If you don't use the bag, you will dispose of it at a low price, do you want it?"

"Wow, it's Gucci's new summer collection, do you really want to sell it?"

Her eyes were wide and round, her eyelashes were long and curled, and she looked straight at the small bag hanging from the shelf.

"It's a real sale. She didn't understand this, and she didn't read much fashion magazines, so she didn't know how much Shen Weiwei bought it back before, but she also knew that second-hand couldn't be sold at a high price, so she casually said a number: "Two thousand, sell it to you." ”

The girl was stunned, her eyes flashed, she frowned and shook her head, "It's too expensive." ”

"Do you want a thousand?"

"Can there be more?" the girl hesitated.

She pondered for a moment, the dance training class is 400 per session, below this price, where can she raise money, "The minimum is 1,000." ”

From time to time, someone passed by here and accidentally overheard the conversation between the two.

Someone grabbed the girl and said kindly: "Girl, don't be deceived, where is it worth so much money, you can buy it for dozens of dollars." ”

said that Shen Weiwei wants to beat someone, you can buy one for dozens of dollars to try?

The girl smiled awkwardly: "She's my classmate, the bag should be real." ”

"At first glance, you are a kind and good girl, and some people specialize in deceiving classmates and friends, and you are not a good person. ”

A few elderly people gathered around him, pointing at Shen Weiwei.

Shen Weiwei was angry: "Auntie, don't delay my business if you don't buy it, what I sell is genuine, if you do this again, I will call the police." ”

"Hey, who do you call aunt? You little girl, you are beautiful, you don't speak well, you don't speak, and you do things like kidnapping. The woman who was pulling the girl before raised her eyebrows upside down, and saliva sprayed her face.

The girl pulled out her hand, picked up the small bag on the shelf, and hurriedly paid for it.

dropped a sentence, "Shen Weiwei, I'll go first, I know this bag is true." ”