Live Broadcast: I, The Offensive Viewer!

Chapter 6: The moon is at five o'clock in the morning, are you sure you want me to blow it?

I don't know what kind of impact my words have.

After the live broadcast ended, Shen Fei's eyes stopped on the blue reagent bottle in his hand.

It's the charm potion that I drew before.

No hesitation, just take it.

The next second I felt a tingling sensation on my face.

The state lasted for half a minute.

After the strange feeling disappeared, Shen Fei looked in the mirror. His appearance had not changed much, but he looked much more comfortable than before.

Thinking of the previously unlocked mall, my mind was then immersed in the system.

Shen Fei was overwhelmed by the dazzling array of products.

Within two minutes of being excited, Shen Fei's heart felt like ten thousand mud horses rushing past after looking at the touching exchange prices for these products.

The most common Ferrari among luxury goods costs 100,000 resentment points.

The products in the skill column are even more expensive. [Foreign Language Almighty] can be exchanged for 300,000 yuan.

Not to mention talent, a popular product like Spider-Man can be exchanged for over a million dollars.

The amount of resentment I have is enough to exchange for a few boxes of spicy strips and a few packs of dog food.

.......

After exiting the system panel mentally, he looked at the four walls of his house and saw at a glance that all he owned was only a room with a computer.

Shen Fei felt a little worried.

Just out of college, live broadcasting has not improved.

The only inheritance left by the previous owner of the body to Shen Fei was this computer and a box of freshly opened instant noodles for comfort.

Of course, Shen Fei inherited his two-month rent arrears and Huabei's arrears of 5,000 yuan.

Even though the house is outside the 18th Ring Road of Yanjing, the rent still makes Shen Fei a little desperate.

"Bang bang bang~"

Just when Shen Fei was helplessly counting his assets, the door suddenly rang.

"Shen Fei, I know you are inside, open the door quickly!"

Hearing this somewhat aggressive voice, the image of the landlord Aunt Wang quickly appeared in Shen Fei's mind.

She is wide, fat and carefree. She divorced her husband a few years ago and has an eight-year-old daughter named Xiaowei at home.

Although he was arrears with wages for two months, he did not let Shen Fei sleep on the streets.

After flashing the information related to Aunt Wang in his mind, Shen Fei opened the door.

When he came face to face, he saw Aunt Wang holding a spoon, wearing an apron, one hand on her hip, and her brows were furrowed.

"rent!"

"Forehead......."

"No? It's already been three months plus this month! I said you are still a college student after all. Why do you have to be an anchor if you don't do well? I know that young people should have dreams, but your current conditions don't allow you to dream! "

"Don't blame Aunt Wang for talking too much. No matter what you say, you have to support yourself first. In this way, tomorrow you come to my store to help and deliver food to me. I will waive your rent and cover you three meals a day. Don't eat that all day long. Instant noodles, you look yellow... huh?"

Aunt Wang was preaching to Shen Fei, and she seemed to realize something, her tone was stagnant, and her face was full of suspicion.

"Oh, that's strange. Why does your face look so pleasing to the eye today?"

"Is there any?"

"Forget it, come out later and drink some pork rib soup. Go to bed early today and get up early tomorrow!"

After saying that, Aunt Wang shook her head and returned to the kitchen.

Fortunately, the live broadcasts were all at night, so Shen Fei didn't have much resistance to Aunt Wang's suggestion.

A night of silence.

At five o'clock in the morning, Shen Fei finally understood how early Aunt Wang meant to get up early tomorrow.

"Bang bang bang, wake up, hurry up and stop sleeping!"

"...."

Shen Fei squinted his eyes, washed briefly, and then followed Aunt Wang downstairs as if sleepwalking.

"Aunt Wang, is it necessary to be so early? The moon is still hanging in the sky!"

Walking in the community, Shen Fei complained to Aunt Wang with a look of despair.

"It's already five o'clock, it's getting late, hurry up and catch up."

Aunt Wang opened a shop in a food street not far from the community. The craftsmanship is good, the main service attitude is good, and the business is booming.

Before six o'clock, many people came into the store to spend money.

"Hey, Shen Fei, take these orders to Mingyue Community. The electric car is right outside. You should know the way, right?"

Mingyue Community is only two blocks away from the store and can be reached in fifteen minutes by bike.

"We know each other, but Aunt Wang, where's the electric car you're talking about?"

"Yeah, it's broken. The electric car was repaired yesterday!"

Despite the bad times, Shen Fei didn't say anything and took the takeaway to the parking lot of the community.

Looking at the brand new Stroma scooter for the elderly in front of her, Shen Fei had mixed feelings for a moment.

On the way to Mingyue Community, a Sturma with a full speed limit faced the rising sun and drove quickly towards the target.

At a certain moment, the roar of a car suddenly came from behind.

A Ferrari sped past, but then its speed slowly dropped.

Keep pace with Shen Fei's senior car.

The passenger window of the Ferrari was rolled down, and there were two young men in the car.

He didn't say a word and just followed Shen Fei, sarcastically.

Shen Fei couldn't help rolling his eyes when he saw this, and gave them a secret middle finger.

The two followed Shen Fei for a while, then kicked the accelerator and the sports car turned into an afterimage and drove away.

After driving forward for another five minutes, a plume of black smoke appeared at the end of the line of sight.

Shen Fei drove over slowly and found that the Ferrari hit the isolation belt on the roadside and fell apart.

The two spirited young men in the car had lost their human form.

Several traffic controllers were sorting out the traffic nearby, and the scene was a bit chaotic. Fortunately, there were not many vehicles or pedestrians on the road.

Shen Fei shook his head and drove slowly by, but was stopped by a traffic warden.

"Hey, stop for a moment and tell me about you!"

"Huh? Sir, did you call me?"

Shen Fei stopped the car and looked at the traffic controller who was walking slowly and said doubtfully.

"What kind of car do you have?"

"Sturma scooter for the elderly! Four-wheel drive, environmentally friendly electricity, top speed up to ten kilometers per hour, safe and pollution-free, quality guaranteed. Sir, do you want one too?"

"Um?"

Hearing Shen Fei's words, the young traffic controller suddenly frowned.

"How many kilograms have you drunk? What nonsense are you talking about? Xiao Liu, Xiao Liu, come on!"

"Captain Zhang, you called me?"

Test his alcohol level.

Upon hearing this, a traffic controller named Xiao Liu took an alcohol concentration test gun from his body.

"You, blow it!"

"Huh? Are you sure you want me to blow?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Just blow it if you are told!"

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