Chapter 11: Humble, Tengu's Love
If the cover photo is worth 90 points, then Xia Mo, who appears in the live broadcast room, is worth 85 points.
As for the real Xia Mo's appearance score after turning off the beauty filter and removing her makeup, it is unknown.
In the Internet age, sometimes even if you are mentally prepared to put on makeup and use beauty filters, when you actually meet someone, you often break down and turn around and leave.
Wei Jie didn’t think about what would happen between him and Xia Mo. He was just bored and wanted to find someone to talk to.
Whether it is Xia Mo or Shui Sheng, he will agree if anyone wants to chat with him privately on WeChat.
[Hello, little brother, what's your name? I'm embarrassed to call you a stay-at-home who eats and waits for death. It makes people jealous to death. Haha~]
Wei Jie picked a random online name, and at this moment he typed: [A Qiang.]
It is so convenient to type words by just clicking two letters.
"A Qiang...Brother Qiang, please don't be so perfunctory. Isn't this a bit too straight?" Xia Mo replied quickly. This name sounded fake.
Wei Jie replied perfunctorily, "My English name is Jaune."
Seeing this, Xia Mo directly sent a voice message: Hello, Jaune, my English name is Susan.
To be honest, it is indeed more convenient to speak by voice, but the other party may not be looking for convenience at this time.
She must have deliberately wanted to get closer to me, so she used voice communication to show me her sexy voice and also show off her foreign language pronunciation.
Wei Jie did not complain about the other party's pronunciation.
[I still think Aqiang sounds better. ]
Jaune, Aqiang, Jiaoen, all three mean Aqiang!
Xia Mo smiled and said, "How could that be? Jaune is so easy to say. Jaune, how old are you this year?"
Wei Jie was too lazy to chat anymore. He thought these female anchors should have good chatting skills and could definitely help him forget those boring things. However, they were so fussy about just a name. He really didn't understand what was there to talk about.
[I have something else to do later. Didn’t you just say that you don’t know how to answer a question? Show me. Unless it’s a particularly obscure professional question, it shouldn’t be difficult for me.]
Xia Mo just wanted to get in touch with this rich second-generation man who was said to be from Nankai University. There were many men around her, but there was still a shortage of high-quality ones.
Of course the title was fake. Xia Mo said quickly, "My business is not urgent. Jaune, if you have something to do, go ahead and do it. You still have things to do so late. Are you going out to eat with friends?"
At this time, Xia Mo would often go to dance halls, bars and the like with her friends. For her, it was time to go to bed after two or three o'clock.
Wei Jie: The computer system here is too inconvenient. I need to write a program so that the typing speed and operation interface will be more convenient.
Xia Mo didn't know how to program, but she knew very well that what Wei Jie did was not something that ordinary people could do, so she quickly said, "Then Jaune, take care of yourself, go to bed early, good night~ Don't stay up too late."
After Wei Jie said he was dead, he really was dead, and he didn't pay any attention to the woman's message at all.
On the other side, Xia Mo was looking at her phone and waiting after sending the voice message.
Normally, the man would definitely reply at this time. This is always the case when she chats on WeChat, and the man will always be the last to reply.
Even if she ended up saying, "Let's stop chatting. Good night.", those men would always reply, "Okay, go to bed early."
Xia Mo waited for a minute but received no reply from Wei Jie.
Wei Jie wrote the program with one hand, inputting codes and instructions to write a small program that can be typed with one hand. He now has to improve his typing speed as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too late to scold others.
Use your phone as a handle, optimize the phone's nine keys, and speak on your behalf in the fastest and most accurate text.
In fact, voice is more convenient, but it is difficult for a program to be as accurate as spelling. If you only rely on habit to capture text, you will need a very large database, which is more troublesome than a spelling program.
This program is not difficult, but it is useless. Typing is for normal people, and this one-handed typing program does not meet the needs of normal people.
If there is no demand, naturally no one will do this. No one will do things that don’t make money, but there will be people who will do things that make huge profits even if it means getting killed.
By one or two o'clock, Wei Jie had finished writing and installed the program.
However, the mobile phone is not at hand now, and Wei Jie's hands and body do not have the ability of a normal person to bend down at will and easily lift the mobile phone with one hand.
The five fingers are barely movable. They are unable to even pick up something, and so far they are unable to lift it .
In general, he is a useless person.
Due to physical problems, Wei Jie, who had already given up in despair, couldn't help but watch the live broadcast.
Soon, Wei Jie discovered that Michelle’s live broadcast had started.
Since he couldn’t sleep anyway, Wei Jie opened his trumpet and went in.
Refugee 5618 enters the room .
[Anchor Michelle whispers to you: Practice squats every day, just to sit on the right you. 】
Wei Jie really couldn't understand how Zhang Xiaoshan, who saw this message every day, felt about his goddess saying such things to countless people every day?
Michelle sat on the chair, still only glancing at the screen occasionally. She didn't sing or dance, she just sat there playing with her phone.
"I have to work hard. The big brothers from before don't come anymore. Even the few big brothers who come here regularly are the big brothers of other families."
Michelle glanced at the screen, then lifted her hair, lowered her head and spoke lightly, somewhat unhappily.
As expected, Zhang Xiaoshan stayed with Michelle in the live broadcast room. Even though he had to paint the walls tomorrow, he couldn't let Michelle sit here alone.
[County Magistrate] The Scholar with Holy Hands: I’m not going anywhere. I’m right here!
Michelle said with emotion: "Well, Brother Shusheng is the best. Unlike those people, they all become managers of other people's houses and just watch other anchors all day long. Don't they have any shame in their conscience?"
Michelle looked angrily at the big brothers on the list, "You didn't even bother to protect me, and you still have the nerve to say you like me? I feel sick when I see these people now!"
[County Magistrate] The Scholar with Holy Hands: When I get my salary next month, I will put you on the headlines. It will be great then if you get a recommended spot!
Michelle said happily: "Thank you, Brother Shusheng. Shusheng, are you still getting paid on the 15th this month?"
[County Magistrate] Shengshou Scholar: It should be, but it may be delayed for a few days. The people in the finance department are too lazy and they always postpone it for a few days.
Zhang Xiaoshan is not an ordinary worker. He is not paid on a daily basis. Instead, he works with the construction team to do some work, and the money is usually divided after the work is completed, not paid on time.
However, Zhang Xiaoshan told Mi Xuer that he worked for a big company, so of course his salary had to be paid on time.
Michelle calculated that there was still about a month left, so she said dejectedly: "It's so hard for me. I only make a little over 100 yuan a day, which is not enough to spend. Now I have to come here in the middle of the night and broadcast for a few more hours every day."
Zhang Xiaoshan didn't know how to comfort her. He just felt useless now and couldn't give her the best like others did.
[County Magistrate] The Scholar with Holy Hands: It will get better slowly.
Michelle didn't want to wait any longer. She hadn't made any progress at all and her monthly salary of three to four thousand would be gone in a few days.
"I will work hard to keep more big brothers. I have dance class tomorrow. Brother Shusheng, you can help me get the headlines in a few days. I will dance to keep some big brothers then, okay?"
Zhang Xiaoshan felt a lot of pressure. On this live broadcast platform, if he wanted to give gifts to the anchor to get the best headline recommendation position, the gifts would cost at least six or seven hundred yuan, but he didn't even have a hundred yuan in his hand now!
There is still at least one month before salary is paid, and I have only been working on this job for two days, so I cannot get an advance on my salary even if I want one.
He really can't afford to waste any more money now. Eating steamed buns and drinking tap water from the toilet is already the most frugal mode. If he wastes more money, he will only be able to look for food in the trash can.
The Scholar: Okay.
Wei Jie, who was outside the screen, could feel the misery revealed by this simple word...
It’s no loss, this miserable realization earned Michelle a smile.
"Thank you, Brother Shusheng~"
Michelle felt relieved. Although this scholar had no money, he was very obedient and could give her some money.
"Brother Shusheng, I'm really miserable now. I have decided to get along well with those big brothers in the future and not lose my temper with them and make them unhappy." Michelle straightened her attitude. She wanted to make money.
Holy Hand Scholar: Come on, I will support you no matter when!
Michelle nodded, looked at the screen and said, "Brother Shusheng, is there anyone in your company who watches the live broadcast? Introduce them to me and help me find some big brothers. I am in need of big brothers now."
