Tang Qu in the picture has completely become the image of an elderly man in his fifties and sixties. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although his facial features are still handsome, his wrinkled skin, dull age spots, and some gray hair make him a man who has entered old age.

If it weren't for the whole process, which was witnessed by the live broadcast audience, it is estimated that many people would not believe that the old man in front of him would be the popular Xiaosheng Tang Qu.

As he was about to get out of the car, the photographer handed over a letter.

"Tang Qu, I'm sorry. The content of today's live broadcast is how you, who are deprived of everything, struggle to live at the bottom of society. ”

"In order to keep you satisfied, I have arranged a sanitation job for you in advance, and you can report after you get off the bus. ”

The handwriting on the letter is delicate and atmospheric, just like Lin Rong's usual thick nerves and delicate feelings, and the last signature on the letter is the anchor.

The corners of Tang Qu's mouth twitched, but he knew that this was the job he had taken over.

If he used to be a teenager who would protest and be high-spirited because of unhappiness, then today, after the precipitation of some unpleasant events, he has become a more mature character who knows how to observe and endure.

"Then let's go. Tang Qu folded the letter and stuffed it into the pocket of his clothes, while he deliberately lowered his consistently clear voice.

He's an actor.

After opening the car door, he was already an old man who was no longer young, but his life was still hard.

His originally tall and tall body was deliberately rickety, and his originally sharp eyes were also a little more gloomy with inferiority.

When he arrived at the gathering place of sanitation workers, he got a large overalls, and under the witness of a group of incredible live broadcast viewers, he slowly put on his uniform, took a large broom that he had almost never used, pushed the garbage truck, and walked to the side of the road in the scorching sun and bustling atmosphere.

"God, does Tang Shao really want to sweep the streets?"

"Really?"

"Ask for the address, baby go and throw out a garbage now, let my husband pick it up!"

The fans in the live broadcast room, as time went by, slowly became excited.

Tang Qu was born in a wealthy family since he was a child, not to mention sweeping the road, even if he swept the things at home, it is estimated that he has not done it a few times.

His height is too high, and it is especially difficult for him to do these things.

Almost every time you clean up the garbage on the ground, every time you dump the debris in the trash can, you have to bend down.

Passers-by who come and go basically hide as far as they can, and no one will get close to him at all.

In fact, if you look closely, you can still see the handsomeness of his eyebrows and eyes, but no one will want to stop for him, or even look at or talk.

And the scorching and cruelty of summer is far beyond everyone's imagination.

It was only half an hour, and it could be seen that the uniform on his body was almost soaked, and even had large white stains.

Lin Rong was leisurely drinking watermelon juice in the small window, which was in stark contrast to the sweat rolling down his face.

The fans in the live broadcast room were still a little noisy at first, but seeing that now, they have gradually lost their desire to have fun, and there are fewer and fewer water screen subtitles for gags.

Lin Rong picked up the mobile phone with his right hand and dialed the phone number of the photographer over there, and the photographer consciously handed it over to Tang Qu when he saw the call.

"How's it going? Less than an hour later, you're starting to gasp for air. Young Master Tang, I haven't been filming recently, is it too pampered?" Lin Rong's joking voice sounded in the live broadcast room.

Tang Qu slowly straightened up, and he looked at the photographer apologetically.

In fact, he had just cleaned up vomit from a trash can and grabbed the photographer's phone before he had time to take off his gloves.

Although Tang Qu didn't have a habit of cleanliness, he also felt a little disgusting at the moment.

"It's a bit overdrawn, and I didn't expect it to be like this today. He tilted his head to his ear and tucked his phone to his ear, removed his gloves with his other hand, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Lin Rong narrowed his eyes, before Tang Qu left the screen, what he was doing when he disappeared, many people knew.

His body, I'm afraid, has not yet returned to its normal period.

"If you want to stop filming, you can stop it at any time, I don't want you to faint in front of tens of thousands of live viewers, and then be sent to the hospital for emergency treatment. Lin Rong said with some twist.

In fact, this guy who used to speak ill of her in the past, she really couldn't shake hands and make peace right away.

But seeing that his face was a little pale now, she couldn't bear it.

Tang Qu wiped the sweat from his face, "A man who has nothing, but still has to support his family, should not have the option to stop." I'm just thinking about how much I can get paid for a day of work. In the past, it was easy to watch others sweep the road, but after doing it for a while today, I feel a little tight. When he said this, he smiled wryly.

The heat, the sun, and the stench and filth of the trash cans made him sweat and breathe heavily.

In the live broadcast room, a small number of people brushed the words such as showmanship, and felt that Tang Qu's performance was a bit fake, but he was soon scolded by more people.

And Lin Rong's words also made many people shut up successfully.

"The city's sanitation workers work from 5 a.m. to 5 p.m. every day, with a one-hour lunch break at noon. The basic average monthly salary is 1,700 yuan, plus the summer allowance, when converted to each hour, the daily salary is 66 yuan. ”

"Tang Qu, you just worked for an hour, and if you convert it, it's only about six yuan. ”

Lin Rong's voice seemed to be a basin of cold water poured on Tang Qu, and it was also poured on the fans who almost quarreled in the live broadcast room.

Tang Qu's wrinkled face, which had changed makeup and pasted on, stiffened almost in astonishment, "One hour...... Six dollars? Only sixty-six dollars for working more than 10 hours a day?"

The group performance on the set, the lowest level, has 100 yuan a day, enough for three meals, and the rent in remote areas is already a little difficult.

"Sixty-six yuan, how can you get ......by" Tang Qu's concept does not have such a low-income but high-load job at all.

For an hour, he sweated almost more than he did in the crew for an hour.

He calculated, and soon came to a sad conclusion, "Working until noon, that's five hours, only thirty yuan?"

Lin Rong hummed on the other end of the phone, "I will kindly collect ten yuan for the car money to send you to your destination in the morning." ”

Tang Qu opened his mouth wide in astonishment, staring at the lens held by the photographer in front of him.

Even if the audience in the entire live broadcast room saw the shock on his face, he didn't care.

"The noon meal ......"

"Buy with your morning's salary, of course. Lin Rong replied directly.

"Tea ......"

"Go buy it. ”

“……”

"Oh, where do you stay at night, you have to think about it~ Don't eat up the money, you can only sleep on the street at night~"

“……”