After dinner, the few people didn't say much, and went back to their rooms.

The hard bunks were probably made of inferior materials, and even with a few mattresses underneath, they were still bitterly cold.

The bunk is very long, even if it is three or four people lying down, it is more than enough.

It's just that there are two people in the room at this time, Brother Yi and Wan Jin, so the two of them occupy one end of the other, leaving a large space in the middle.

To say that this ten thousand gold is far more social fear than imagined.

The first brother had already seen it at the dinner table before, except for the occasional gregarious echo, most of the time, he was there to bury his head in cooking.

Most of the rest of the people still maintained a certain degree of restraint, but just this ten thousand gold, like a fool's desperate dry rice, a whole plate of fatty meat, but most of it, went into his stomach.

Now, he was on the other side of the bunk lying on his side like before, holding his mobile phone, and from time to time he let out a foolish "hehehe" laugh.

Inexplicably, it's a little crazy.

The first brother curled up in the quilt and took out his mobile phone.

I flipped through the address book, and I didn't know who to contact for a while, so after thinking about it, I clicked on the penguin.

Some time ago, he was busy bringing goods, and after it was over, he was depressed for a while, so he didn't go to the group to chat for a long time...... I don't know if those sand sculpture friends have written their results.

Click on the penguin, and there are 99 unread messages.

You talk about these authors, sometimes it's really boring, when you code words, you wail all over the field, and when you are in the water, you are happy.

This is probably the norm for street writers, who can really write results, who still has nothing to do there all day long?

The first brother shook his head and clicked on the fries group.

It's 8 o'clock in the evening, which is the most lively time of the day, and countless group friends have emerged, familiar and unfamiliar, as in the past, pointing out the country and inspiring words, of course, there are also occasional "big and strong" that pop up.

The world seems to be changing all the time, but this group has never changed.

"Huh...... What kind of training camp is that, have you submitted it? ”

At this moment, the giant panda suddenly appeared and started a topic.

"What? Panda God, are you also going to contribute? ”

"How is it possible, I don't know what I write? I just want to ask, is there any big guy who is ready to submit? ”

Well...... Bootcamp?

A hint of surprise flashed on the face of the first brother, the galloping training camp is about to start again?

He doesn't remember how long it had been since he had written a book, but when he was still writing, he remembered that Chi Cheng had also run a training camp.

At that time, the battle was quite large, and the result was ...... It doesn't seem to have come to fruition.

After thinking about it, he opened the homepage of the gallop for a long time, and above the homepage column, the news about the opening of the training camp was hanging high above it, extremely eye-catching!

The first brother pursed his lips, a little mixed.

Although subconsciously, he has long decided that he is on the road of writing books, and he may really not achieve anything.

But the secret impulse in his heart still drove him to click on the link.

Quickly glanced at it.

There is no change, the great god mentor, centralized training, and hidden conditions should be similar to the past, that is, the book that can be selected for the training camp can basically still receive a guaranteed contract, that is, the price, which may need to be grinded.

Of course, this is much better than writing a share and taking full attendance, but for a brother who has made enough quick money, it is still a little inadequate.

After all, how fast to make money by playing PK!

Just like he watched at the time, Yaozi's live broadcast that night.

In one night, a few PKs have more than 10,000 yuan in the account, in reality, how many people can make money faster than him?

Close the webpage.

For a while, the first brother also felt a little bored, so he opened Douyin and secretly lewd himself against the black silk legs on the screen.

"What are you looking at?"

Behind him, there was a muffled inquiry.

A spirit, a brother hurriedly pressed the phone and raised his head.

The ten thousand gold had already come to his side, squinting his eyes, and looking at him curiously.

"No, nothing."

The first brother cramped up.

He was already socially afraid, not to mention being held close by such a stranger, which instantly made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Wan Jin smiled, sat down beside him, then took out a pack of cigarettes and handed one to his brother.

"Thanks, I don't smoke."

The first brother waved his hand, got up slowly, and then moved in, putting a little distance from Wanjin.

Wan Jin didn't think anything of it, lit a cigarette, and asked, "Where did my brother come from?" ”

"Qian...... Guizhou Province ......"

"Qian Province, that's really far away." Wan Jin tilted his head and looked at it with a look on his face, "How did you come up with the idea of coming here?" ”

The corners of the first brother's mouth trembled slightly: Isn't this nonsense? What else can you do here?

Wan Jin scratched his head and said to himself: "Also, come here, isn't it just to learn how to play PK." ”

"yes."

The first brother also sighed with emotion, "By the way, Brother Wanjin, how long have you been here?" ”

"How long? I came about a week before you. ”

"What do you think...... Well, I mean, how do you think you've learned? ”

This is what he wants to know the most, whether this Yaozi's so-called PK is a reliable way out.

"This ...... I can't say it. Wan Jin scratched his head, with a simple face.

He also saw Yaozi's live broadcast on the Internet at that time, and he thought about learning how to play PK on a whim.

After all, a person like him with a relatively low education and a relatively stupid mouth can do limited work, including salary, and he is a lazy person......

Therefore, when he saw Yaozi PK for the first time, he was immediately dumbfounded.

Then, he came here in a daze and began to study.

Xu has been depressed for a long time, and once he opens up the chatterbox, Wanjin is also unexpectedly a little talkative.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he took out his mobile phone, operated on it, and handed it over.

"By the way, this is my account."

What is displayed on the mobile phone is his Douyin account, and his name is simple, just Wanjin.

The avatar is also himself.

This is a new account, and the content has only been posted 7 pieces, as for the fans...... Just broke 500.

If it is measured purely in the dimension of a new number, such data is not very good, but it is not very bad either...... It's just, is it really okay to play PK with such an number?

The first brother is not sure.

"Okay, right?"

Wan Jin stepped forward and smiled innocently, "It's not long since it started." ”

After speaking, he also clicked on one of the videos.

The content is very simple, it is him and Yoshiko standing in front of the kitchen stove.

Wan Jin stood there and introduced himself seriously, "Hello everyone, I'm Wan Jin, and I came to the kitchen with my master Yaozi today to clean up, this is our newly rented space......"

Old scenes, dim lighting, close to mosaic quality.

As simple as it gets......

"In the future, we will broadcast live here, and I will work hard to do a good job in the live broadcast, shoot the video well, and strive to achieve 10,000 ......more popularity as soon as possible."

After he finished speaking, Yaozi also stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, "Brother Wanjin, are you confident?" ”

"Yes!" Wan Kim replied impassionedly.

Then the two clenched their fists and shouted cheers in unison.

Although the cheering was deafening, the first brother still began to be confused inexplicably.

This video, there is no beginning, no reversal, he really can't see any highlights, the problem is that this ten thousand gold is still complacent and proud here......

That's it......

Is he crazy, or is someone else crazy?

He suddenly felt a little weak, and even this empty room was inexplicably a little chilly.

The heart fell to the bottom in an instant, suffocating!