Eye of Sin

Song Xue'an proudly took out his mobile phone, opened the social account APP, and showed the number of his fans to Ning Shuyi and Huo Yan.

"Brother, although I can't compare with those big internet celebrities, but look at my popularity recently, am I okay?" He beamed with pride, his pride clearly written on his face, "The key is, we are I gained my fans all by myself, and we didn’t sign any contract with any packaging company, and no one paid me any money to attract zombie fans!

Our buddy’s fans are all alive!And when I live broadcast, our main focus is to be relaxed, happy and stress-free!I don’t know those fancy words. The little yellow car is hanging there, so I will make full use of these good things sent by others to create a cool indoor camping life!

Look, this tent has a big mattress inside, and once the small ambient light is turned on, the effect at night is absolutely unbeatable!How can any of the little girls online not feel itchy after watching this!
There is also the projector and the small cassette stove. Watching movies and eating barbecue at the same time, coupled with that kind of Internet celebrity cocktail that makes the photos look particularly good, the effect is simply great! "

"So, for you, this is your workplace?" Ning Shuyi couldn't understand why this kind of "indoor camping" could attract so many people to watch and follow. After all, the essence of camping is Get outdoors.

If you are in a building with no water or electricity, and you pretend to be camping in the wild, this is undoubtedly equivalent to a vegetarian who insists on making various ingredients into meat dishes, and it must be so lifelike that it looks and tastes like .

This is undoubtedly the behavior of "taking pictures".

However, there is a saying that "if there is no profit, don't start early." If Song Xu'an can invest in it with such enthusiasm, it is obvious that this matter is profitable.

"That's not the case!" Song Xu'an had no intention of hiding it, "To tell you the truth, I've been unemployed for a long time, and I don't know what I can do. I originally wanted to do something for fun, but I accidentally hit him. This is the first pot of gold that my buddy has earned in his life!

Although the 'bucket' is not too big and the 'gold' is not too much, grasshopper legs are also meat, right?Little things add up, I can take this opportunity to develop well, and there will definitely be more in the future! "

"What if this building is demolished later? What will you do?"

"Just tear it down! I can still live broadcast here for the rest of my life! Even if I'm not tired of it, those watching the live broadcast will be!

So now I am taking advantage of the popularity to seize the time to attract attention. My current content and style do not conflict with ordinary people, and cannot be imitated by anyone, so I am not repelled by others. I can also compete with anchors of other styles. Interact more and try to heat yourself up.

After I have consolidated my fans, I will explore the way and see which style and content they prefer me to transform into!

Maybe this will really become a career for me in the future! "

"So in the past few months, for your career, have you come here on time every day?" Ning Shuyi heard Song Xue'an talk a lot about his recent "achievements", and the topic changed and returned to Yan Dayuan. "Then you come here every night and live broadcast until the early morning?"

"Yes, sometimes if there are enough people, it will happen until dawn!" Song Xu'an didn't realize what Ning Shuyi wanted to ask, so he answered happily. "When you were live broadcasting that night, it was impossible to close the windows and doors in this season. It was too hot, right? Have you ever heard anyone coming in and out at night?" Ning Shuyi asked again, " When Yan Dayuan goes out to pick up rags, is there usually more activity during the day or at night?"

"Yan Dayuan who picks up rags?" Although Song Xue'an was also asked about Yan Dayuan just now, he preconceptionally thought that this was another reinforcement brought in by Uncle Pan downstairs. At that time, he didn't think much about it. Only now did he realize that it seemed a bit Something’s not right, “Why do you care so much about that old man who picks up rags?

It couldn't be... Uncle Pan was right, what happened to Yan Dayuan?To come all the way to this shabby place to inquire about him...Does that mean he is either dead or in a vegetative state?Anyway, it’s just that you can’t open your mouth and can’t speak?Is it related to the developer? "

"Yan Dayuan is indeed gone, but the specific reason is still under investigation. There is currently no evidence to prove that it is related to any specific person." Ning Shuyi shook his head, "If it was true, we wouldn't have to come to you to inquire. You said Yes or no?"

"Yes! That's for sure! If you knew who it was, couldn't you just catch him!" Song Xue'an nodded, but still looked a little nervous, "But, can I ask, based on your experience, Is this a personal grudge, or does it have something to do with the developer?

Eh...wait a minute...that's not right, he is an old man who picks up rags, who can he offend outside!
If it's a developer... In fact, my aunt's family is quite easy to negotiate with. They didn't want to sign because their neighbors refused to sign. They were too embarrassed to be called 'traitors' and stand out!

If they really said there was no need to negotiate, they would be willing to sign!And I'm just her nephew. No matter how much the compensation for this house is, I won't be able to get a cent of it. Therefore, the creditor has the right to blame, and it shouldn't be blamed on me at this time, right? "

"We are not killers sent by anyone. What's the point of telling us this?" Huo Yan felt that Song Xue'an was too noisy. "If you feel that it is not safe enough to live here, you can choose to move away. After all, you are not The residents here.”

"Listen to what you said, I really want to move here! I'll think about it again!" When Song Xue'an heard "move out", he was a little flustered just now, but now he seemed to be calmer. His eyes were looking at the people in his room. After taking a look at these things, the urge to move them seemed to have cooled down.

"Have you met Yan Dayuan outside in the past few nights or seen him from the window? Did he have the habit of going out at night in the past?" Ning Shuyi saw that he seemed to have calmed down and continued to ask.

Song Xue'an shook his head: "No! I usually meet him during the day, and it's not easy to park around here. I usually park the car nearby in a more reliable place, and then walk over.

In the past, I met Yan Dayuan outside while picking up rags and was chased away. Around us, I also met him coming back from buying steamed buns and other things.

He didn't talk much to us, and he could only say hello to Uncle Pan. It was also because I helped Uncle Pan buy things, and we got to know each other a lot, and then I learned that the old man who picked up rags was named Yan Dayuan.

The old man seemed to be on gunpowder. He couldn't talk to anyone. He was quite annoying. He often quarreled with people outside, but I never saw anyone make a move against him. After all, he was so old. "