At three o'clock in the morning, the urban area is quiet, the hazy orange light is sprinkled in the Fuhua community, the lights of the buildings in the community are extinguished, and the buildings are immersed in the night, which looks calm and peaceful. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, on one of the buildings, there is another room that is brightly lit.

Yang Xiaohui tapped the mouse and keyboard in the room, playing the pipa like a rainstorm, and emitted bursts of rhythm as crisp as a bell.

Suddenly, Yang Xiaohui, who was immersed in the game, looked excited, let go of the mouse and keyboard, and clasped his hands together and clapped loudly.

“NICE！ This wave of team battles is beautiful! ”

"Wave, wave!"

"What kind of big dragon are you fighting, are you brainless? Snake spirit disease, rub, push quickly! ”

Seeing that the game had finally won, Yang Xiaohui breathed a sigh of relief, lit a cigarette, and smoked it with a puff.

"Brothers, was my rhythm good just now?"

"Don't really say it, the mage on the opposite side almost cut our output to death just now, but fortunately, I blocked the deadly move with a flash, and at the same time, one Q and one R, knocked all three on the opposite side into the air, and then Q killed the mage, and escaped with a beautiful touch."

"Alas, I really admire myself so much, and I feel so fulfilled."

Yang Xiaohui smoked a cigarette and talked to himself to the screen.

Throughout the room, there are two high-end desktop computers on the spacious computer desk, one of which has a microphone and a beauty camera.

On the computer in front of Yang Xiaohui, after the game interface on the screen popped up, a window interface with a barrage of text was revealed, as well as a live broadcast room with various gifts.

It turned out that Yang Xiaohui was a resident game anchor on the Funnyfish live broadcast platform.

Looking at the time display on the computer, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

Looking at the number of people online in the live broadcast room, there are more than 9,000 followers in the live broadcast room, and now there are only more than 3,000 people online.

"Okay, it's not early, that's all for today's live broadcast, and we'll continue tomorrow. Tomorrow at six o'clock in the afternoon, brothers, see you or leave, good night. ”

After saying goodbye to the fans, Yang Xiaohui turned off the video permission, took a big sip of cigarettes to refresh himself, and for a while, the room was full of smoke and fog.

He was still immersed in the sense of accomplishment that he had just led his teammates to victory, and his face was pleasantly enjoyed.

Subsequently, Yang Xiaohui clicked on the backstage of the live broadcast room and looked at the number of followers approaching the 10,000 mark.

"Tsk, it's almost enough for 10,000 followers, and I can get the brass contract for teasing the fish."

He is not the exclusive anchor of Funny Fish now, and his daily income is extremely unstable.

Relying on the tips of fans alone, there are hundreds of yuan a day when there are many times, and only a few dozen yuan a day when there are few.

"If I can sign a brass contract, it will be a start for my live broadcast career, and when the time comes, I can not only get a stable monthly salary, but also get the promotion of teasing fish, get more attention, and increase my income."

Thinking about the beautiful life in the future, he feels that the days are very nourishing.

There is nothing more comfortable in life than doing what you like, and at the same time earning money to support yourself, without worrying about food and clothing.

There is no doubt that playing games is Yang Xiaohui's favorite thing, he has been addicted to games for more than ten years, and has also won municipal awards in various competitions held by various popular games.

If he can always play his favorite game and ensure that he has no worries about food and clothing, Yang Xiaohui feels that there is no better life in the world.

At this moment, the chat software hanging on another computer sent a message prompt of "Dididi".

Yang Xiaohui, who looked comfortable, came back to his senses and clicked on the chat software casually.

It was a message sent by a friend who was broadcasting live on the same side, and when he saw the information above, Yang Xiaohui's heart jumped.

"Damn, there's another platinum god? Hang on the homepage of the fish to push? ”

Yang Xiaohui hurriedly swiped out the homepage of Teayu, and then saw the conspicuous advertisement.

"She became popular overnight, three days ago she earned a monthly salary of 100,000, and three days later, she earned an annual salary of 10 million!"

"The leap from the silver covenant anchor to the platinum covenant, congratulations to the female anchor Guan Xin for winning the Fun Fish Platinum contract!"

Bundled with this advertisement is also the rating list implemented by Amusey Fish for anchors in the future, as well as various exciting benefits.

In general, after reading this advertisement, it gives people an impression: if you come to Teafish as an anchor, you can be popular, and if you can be popular, you can sign a contract in Teafish, and the next popular anchor with an annual salary of 10 million may be produced among you and me at any time!

"Funny fish live broadcast, people are stupid and have a lot of money, come quickly!"

After reading this advertisement, Yang Xiaohui, who had been playing the game for a day and felt a little tired, suddenly felt full of momentum, and was full of excitement and strengthened his belief in being a game anchor.

After a hurried wash, Yang Xiaohui went to bed with his sweet dreams.

He slept until 12 o'clock at noon, until his mother knocked on the door and told him to get up for lunch.

"Xiaohui, get up for lunch."

The noon sun shined through the curtains, making Yang Xiaohui's head dizzy, and he replied vaguely: "I know, I'll come right away." ”

With this in his mouth, he began to fall asleep again.

It's not that I'm still very sleepy and can't wake up, in fact, I slept until 12 o'clock, and my head was already in the daylight and began to function, but this person was dizzy, his body was soft and collapsed, and he couldn't get up in bed.

At this time, I vaguely heard the sound of the door opening outside the house, and it was Yang Xiaohui's father who came back.

Lao Yang, who has worked under the scorching sun for many years, has dark skin, and his body is unusually strong when he moves bricks and cement all year round.

"What's the matter, Xiaohui hasn't gotten up yet?" Lao Yang changed out of his work clothes, and his voice sounded in the living room, "It's already 12 o'clock, I don't get up for breakfast every day, what should I do if I am exhausted?" ”

Not long after Lao Yang's voice fell, Yang Xiaohui's door was hurriedly knocked by his mother again, "Xiaohui, it's time to get up and eat, didn't you hear your father's words, wait a minute, your father will lose his temper again." ”

"How can you skip breakfast and delay lunch at noon? What should I do if I don't eat on time every day, and I get stomach problems. ”

"It's time to get up, I have to be urged by my mother every day, I don't need you to dislike my mother's verbosity, saying that my mother's nagging is annoying, and my mother herself feels annoying, but can you just be natural, be conscious, and eat like a normal person."

"It's such a big person, it's not that my mother wants to talk about you, but you ......"

The old mother was rambling at the door like Tang Seng's mantra, Yang Xiaohui's head was buzzing with noise, and he struggled to get up with a disgusted "oops", opened the door to brush his teeth and wash his face.

After washing, he was urged to eat, but although it was noon, Yang Xiaohui had no appetite, and his biological clock estimated that noon was early in the morning, and his stomach had not yet started working.

There was no way, I couldn't stand the verbosity of my parents, so I could only eat half a bowl of rice.

After drinking half a bowl of soup, he put down the dishes and chopsticks.

"I'm full."

He quickly left the words and said to his father and mother, and then went back to his room.

"Bang~"

Behind closed doors, isolated from the outside world, Yang Xiaohui felt relaxed in the size of the room.

Being at home for a long time is a disease, not to mention communicating with strangers, even staying with his parents for a while, Yang Xiaohui also feels uncomfortable.

Staying in the room, closing the door, turning on the computer, the world belonging to Yang Xiaohui began a new day.

That's when it happened.

"Knock knock!"

There was a knock on the door.

His father's voice came from outside the door, "Xiaohui, open the door, Dad is looking for you to talk." ”