I buried the anchor, there is no crime!

Chapter 3

And the other side.

After spending an afternoon, Lin Rou also discussed the funeral process with Uncle Wang's family members.

From the layout of the mourning site to the Feng Shui selection of the cemetery, she completed them one by one.

Because it is a happy funeral, it is held in a grand manner, and it can earn about 8000 yuan.

This amount of money may not seem like much, but for Lin Rou now, it is already a timely help, enough to maintain the store's expenses for the next few months.

After working all afternoon, when she returned to the store, she slumped on the sofa and remained motionless.

I took out my mobile phone and wanted to order a takeaway to reward myself.

Yet just turn on the screen.

At the top of the screen, dozens of red dots attracted her attention.

"Huh? What's going on?"

After clicking in, various background messages immediately attracted his attention.

"Baiyi Guojiang and other 173 users have followed you!"

"Your comments under your brother Yu's video on social media get new likes!"

Good guy.

Lin Rou didn't expect that her low comments on other people's videos would become popular.

Could it be that Brother Yu realized that he was dying soon and planned to prepare funeral services in advance?

Thinking of this, Lin Rou immediately clicked in.

The page jumped to the street bombing video.

In the video, Zhao Xinyu shook his hand twice on the side of the road, and then rode on a motorcycle and started bombing the street.

But the video is not the point, the point is the comments.

After clicking into the comment section, Lin Rou finally understood what happened.

No wonder it became popular. After a long time, my comment was pinned to the top by others!

Below her comment, there are countless netizens who are leaving messages.

"Good guy! Douyin came up after doing business!"

"Is even the funeral industry engaging in introversion these days?"

"Landlord, I would like to ask, is the one-stop service really true? Is it what I think?"

"Excuse me, after I die, can you burn me a handsome male celebrity?"

Seeing these comments, Lin Rou was immediately amused by the sand sculpture netizens.

Of course, in addition to some teasing and joking netizens, there are also some spirited guys who are angry below.

However, Lin Rou didn't take it seriously whether it was the sarcastic sand sculpture netizens or the angry spirited guy.

She felt a little helpless.

I'm really here for business, why do you all think I'm joking?
But the explanation is also unclear.

Regardless of what she said, netizens would think he was just joking.

Lin Rou thought for a while, and continued to type a comment below.

"There are tens of thousands of roads, safety is the first, the driving is not standardized, and the relatives are in tears!"

Although she is in the dead business.

But I wouldn't say that in order to do business, I wish others would die.

Besides, she is 8000 meters away from "Society You Brother Yu", even if she really does business, she won't be able to get over each other's head.

With the idea that saving one's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, Lin Rou gave a last word of advice.

of course.

Whether the other party will listen to it or not is none of her business.

The two of them couldn't go together, and Lin Rou didn't have the time to dissuade them too much.

And as the old saying goes, good words are hard to persuade the damn ghost, if the other party really wants to die, then she can't help it.

After leaving a message again.

She swiped her phone again, and after finishing the takeaway, she continued to get busy with her work.

Just when Lin Rou was busy with the funeral for Uncle Wang.

at the same time.

In a certain county, Zhao Xinyu and a group of cronies are preparing to bomb the streets.

A group of them stood on the side of the road with colorful ghost fire motorcycles beside them, ready to go at any time.

while waiting.

Zhao Xinyu struck up a conversation with the people next to him.

"Brother Yu, news came from Lao Li just now, saying that the traffic police will strictly investigate the street bombing tonight! Why don't we cancel our plan for tonight?"

One of the spiritual guys with green hair said.

Hearing this, Zhao Xinyu gave him a disdainful look.

Lao Li is also a member of their group of spirited guys, and he is very well informed.

He said that there will be a strict investigation by the traffic police tonight, which means that there is a high probability that the traffic police will come.

But how could Zhao Xinyu be afraid of this?

I saw him grabbing two handfuls of colorful hair, and said in a very pretentious tone: "Traffic police? Come on, come on, when has your brother Yu been afraid of those things? With my newly modified will-o-the-wisp, maybe I can play around a bit." As for the traffic police, posting it on the Internet will surely explode!"

After he finished speaking, other people around him also echoed.

One sentence at a time, brother Yu is awesome, and he keeps instigating.

Anyway, they were not the ones who risked their lives, besides, they also wanted to use Zhao Xinyu to make a splash on the Internet.

In this case, it is natural to encourage and go along with it.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, the green-haired boy sighed helplessly and didn't say anything else.

that's it.

The time soon came to 11:30.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Zhao Xinyu ordered one of the younger brothers to hold a camera to shoot.

He first stood on the side of the road, wearing a set of Wangzai tights and waving his hands.

After shaking the flower hands, he rode on the ghost fire motorcycle again and was ready to set off.

After unscrewing the throttle.

The engine suddenly burst into a rumbling sound.

A huge noise sounded, and Zhao Xinyu became excited as if he had been greatly stimulated.

Not to mention the group of younger brothers around him, they kept shouting that Brother Yu is mighty, wishing to encourage Zhao Xinyu to start bombing the streets now.

that's it.

Zhao Xinyu tightened the accelerator, released the brake, and sprinted out like a will-o'-the-wisp.

While driving, he still held his mobile phone in his left hand and kept taking selfies.

There were several other motorcycles following behind, and they also took out their mobile phones to keep taking pictures.

In order to achieve the best video effect, Zhao Xinyu has always adopted this multi-camera shooting method.

But soon, an accident happened.

His motorcycle was newly modified with a new engine, so it was very fast.

Those younger brothers behind him couldn't catch up, and they shouted helplessly one by one.

"Brother Yu, drive slowly, we can't keep up!"

"Yeah Brother Yu, and it's not safe to drive too fast!"

"Brother Yu wait for us!"

Hearing the shouts from the younger brothers behind him, instead of slowing down, Zhao Xinyu showed an even more disdainful smile on his face.

"Made, ordinary trash! Can't catch up with this speed?"

After cursing in a low voice.

He accelerated again, took out his phone with his left hand and continued to shoot.

While filming, he kept chanting in his mouth.

"Brothers, ghost fire is blowing up the street, I just asked you if you are handsome?"

(End of this chapter)