City: A Bit Of Skin, Double The Happiness

She is stupid.

Sixty-seven thousand?

Small money?

She was tricked by her junior fellow student.

Studio.

[Damn, you’re just pretending to be cool, is sixty-seven thousand just a small amount of money? 】

[My monthly salary is only 10,000 yuan, which seems to be a small amount of money! I cried! 】

[Crying at 10,000 yuan a month? Then how can I live with a monthly salary of 996 and only 3,000 yuan?】

[This is not the legendary rich second generation who wants to experience life. I used to see those rich second generations in the news who like to experience life and become courier boys! 】

[With only a few hundred yuan in my pocket, I’m already crying]

[I was still worried about this guy just now, but now I looked at the dozens of dollars in my bank account, and I suddenly cried "Wow"]

The barrage instantly became lively.

Especially this reversal made many viewers who had been diving come out.

The most favorite thing for viewers watching the live broadcast is the reversal.

The diaosi who watched the live broadcast also hope to see hope from the live broadcast, and also hope that their lives will be reversed in the future.

Each of them is looking forward to making hundreds of millions of dollars in the future and having a wife as beautiful as a big star.

"Junior, you are not the kind of rich second generation who comes to the grassroots to experience courier service."

Tutu-chan looked at her junior student with a faint look.

Needless to say, those who can easily spend 70,000 yuan during their college career must be the rich second generation.

Su Luo took out a Xiaomi 4 from his pocket and said: "Do you think the second generation of rich people will still use Xiaomi 4? The second generation of rich people should already be using Apple 12."

"Then why do you have sixty or seventy thousand in your pocket?"

"I saved this money from delivering express delivery before."

"Oh, that's right!"

Usagi-chan nodded.

She snorted, man, damn your dignity, you pretended to be casual just now. I guess the calmer your expression is, the worse you feel inside.

After delivering express for so long, all the hard-earned money was gone in one go.

If it were her, she would definitely be heartbroken.

[Rabbit, you’re here, let’s go to the lobby to see the car]

[Yes, Rabbit, let’s go take pictures of those Lambo luxury cars. I’ve also been to the Lamborghini 4S store, so I don’t dare to go]

[+1 upstairs, no confidence]

[I only dare to go to 4S stores such as Volkswagen and Toyota, but I don’t have the confidence to go to luxury car 4S stores]

[Hey, poor people only deserve to watch luxury cars in the live broadcast room, which makes me feel heartbroken]

"Junior, can you do me a favor later?"

Seeing that the audience in the barrage wanted to take a look at the luxury cars in the hall, she looked at Su Luo next to her and begged.

It was a rare trip to a luxury car 4S store, and Tutujiang naturally wanted to take some actual photos in the lobby. It would be better if she could pose for each car.

But there's a problem.

If the shot is staged, how should the live broadcast lens be adjusted?

Generally, anchors or UP hosts test drive luxury cars with one camera and one vase.

A vase paired with a luxury car is what men love to see most.

The vase means beauty.

Su Luo: "What are you doing, senior sister, tell me!"

"The viewers in my live broadcast room all want to see the cars in the lobby. Can you be my photographer? It won't waste much of your time!"

Tutu Jiang rubbed her hands and looked at Su Luo expectantly.

Su Luo nodded: "I just want to go to the lobby to take a look at those cars and act as your photographer, senior sister, but my photography skills are not very good!"

"It's okay, just point your phone camera at a few angles at me and the luxury car!"

Usagi-chan said with a smile.

"And don't keep calling me senior! It makes me look so old!"

"My original name is Chu Xiaotu. You can call me Xiaotu, or you can call me Tutu. It doesn't matter."

Usagi-chan continued.

Su Luo nodded: "Okay, Senior Tutu!"

Tutu Jiang: "..."

"Ding, the resentment value from Tutu-chan is 333!"

"Ding, the resentment value from Tutu-chan is 355!"

"Ding, the resentment value from Tutu-chan is 366!"