Located in a city called Jinling in the south of China, the first sun has not yet completely risen, and the whole city is plunged into a cloudy environment, which is the quietest moment here.

Whether it's a busy day during the day, or someone who is addicted to games and crazy all night, most of them fall into a deep sleep, because in a few hours, they will return to their hurried life.

"Hiss~~~Ho~Ho~Ahem~Ahem~"

And at this moment, in a room in the Hexi community, this complicated voice suddenly came.

Don't get me wrong, he naturally didn't get up so early to do 'morning exercises', and he was a single dog, so he couldn't do it, because the right concubine couldn't make him so crazy.

Gasping for air, accompanied by coughing sounds. Wang Hao only felt that he was dead.

Sweating profusely, just now, he suddenly felt that he couldn't breathe, his body and limbs began to chill, and he couldn't even move.

At that moment, he remembered that he had such an experience when he was a child, when he told his parents that he was also invited to practice as a Taoist priest, and his mother kept reciting scriptures at the door while he was asleep.

They all said that this is a ghost.

And when he grew up, Wang Hao thought of this and understood that it was only caused by the lack of oxygen in the body sleeping, and there was no feudal superstition at all.

This time it was a little different, it had lasted too long, until he fell into a coma, and now, he had woken up again.

At the first moment, he gasped, shook his palms from time to time, smiled, and thanked God for letting him master his body again.

Feeling a sore throat, he got out of bed, took a glass of water, poured some water, and stood in the living room to drink.

"Binding successful... Activating... Primary activation successful..."

Just as the water was running down the esophagus, an electronic sound suddenly came to my ears.

"Heh, there are auditory hallucinations this time, people are really amazing." Wang Haoleng paused, looked around, and found that although the only computer that could make sound was turned on, he had turned off the sound in order to rest.

Undoubtedly, this should be an auditory hallucination, and the previous state plus the current auditory hallucinations made him decide that he should go to the hospital tomorrow for a check-up.

Now that he has woken up, he has no intention of sleeping again, for a person like him who does not sleep well, if he wants to sleep again, he must lie in bed for at least more than an hour, which is undoubtedly a waste of life.

Sitting in front of the computer, turning on the display, seeing what was working automatically on it, laughed at himself.

"It's really hard for you to let you follow me." Wang Hao looked at the computer as if he was laughing at himself.

This computer was configured by him about two years ago, when it was to play games, and later, after coming into contact with this job, the computer basically never turned off, as if it was a person, let him work 24 hours a day, without rest, for more than a year, no one can stand it.

The monitor is divided into four sections, in fact, it should be said that there is one, because these four plates are the same, but they are four game screens, and they are the same game.

It is also the most embarrassing game at the moment, poisoned milk powder.

Why do you say embarrassing, let's say he's hot, there is very little news. Say he has no one to play, just find an Internet café, and about a quarter of the people are playing this game. So the game is in an awkward position.

Wang Hao's work has two.

One is particularly lofty, and it sounds like a writer, but in fact, he is an Internet writer, who gets a basic salary, subscribes to those lovely readers every month, and then lives.

The second is also the anchor industry that is not highly rated now. Of course, he is not the kind of anchor who sells meat, and besides, with his figure, I'm afraid no one will watch him sell meat.

The height of 1.76 meters is not bad, but with his weight of 176 pounds, it is not satisfactory.

Therefore, when he registered the anchor account, he resolutely denied the part of Star Entertainment, and chose to be a game anchor, that is, the poisoned milk powder game on the monitor.

Poisoned milk powder game, if you are not a big money, then I'm sorry, you can only use the second means to achieve your life, that is, to spend time, all activities do not fall behind, because once you are absent from one, it means that you are in the civilian area of the game, and you are also one step behind.

Therefore, it also brought him a trace of income as an anchor.

Recently, there is a new event, stand on the street and take the epic!

In fact, it is a habitual method, which is to let players play the game more often, so that you can't get out of the game.

Standing on the street, as the name suggests, is as long as you are online, online for four hours, for twenty consecutive days, there is a jar of epic equipment for you to open, although it still costs money, but compared to the liver abyss that purely relies on the face, this is undoubtedly leaving a way for people to live.

These four accounts on the computer are the accounts of live broadcast sailors, they work during the day and have to rest at night, and they may not be able to get up in time to receive rewards the next morning, so they will spend money to let the anchor hang up on their behalf. (Poisoned milk powder is refreshed at 6 a.m. every day)

Five yuan for one account, and four yuan for twenty yuan, also made Wang Hao's lunch settle.

"It's the last day! In one hour, I'm going to get out of this circle......" Wang Hao looked at the monitor in a daze.

At the same time, he was also a little confused, although he had made up his mind yesterday, but he was still hesitant in his heart, he really wanted to get rid of it, more than a year had been in vain?

At the beginning, he found that live broadcast could make a person famous and make a person rich, so he chose this path.

And in the third and fourth months, he found that his salary was actually not high, 1,800 yuan a month, which seemed to be about the same as the minimum guaranteed wage in Jinling.

At that time, he thought about leaving, but he found that he couldn't do without it, because although there are not many water friends, there are only two or three hundred people who see him every day. (Although more than 2,000 people are online, in fact, there are so many people)

But there is no doubt that everyone can talk to him happily, chat and chat, and even if the broadcast is not on the air for a day, he will miss those familiar sailors.

So, he himself disconnected from the decision to leave the live broadcast industry.

But yesterday, he decided to really give up, because of reality!

Wang Hao is already twenty-five years old, and in the game circle, twenty-five years old is actually an advanced age, because at this time, people's reflexes and hand speed will decrease, and many games are not suitable.

What's more, he found that he couldn't go on like this. The live broadcast is 1,008 a month, the novel is 1,000 a month, and the whole is only 3,000 yuan, he has to pay parking fees, property fees, water, electricity and gas fees, and he also has to pay 5,000 yuan of car insurance at the beginning of each year, undoubtedly, I really can't bear it now!

"Forget it, let's end it!" Wang Hao turned off several scenes of poisoned milk powder.

When I was about to turn off my computer, I suddenly saw an icon. "But the game still has to be played! If you're in such a bad mood, then...

Eat a chicken~*!! ”

He is such a more optimistic person! Heheda~