World Hopping: Avenge Our Love

After Li Zhao in the courtyard finished their meal and went out to find work, Song Yucheng also followed. He simply tidied up, changed his clothes, and left the courtyard again.

He first bought two steamed buns and a bun at a stall. Then he threw the buns to the camera and said, "greasy." Then, he just put the bag with the buns, and walked forward while nibbling the buns.

It stands to reason that if you eat on the road, the image will not look too good. But Song Yucheng did it, but unexpectedly he was not indecent, but rather a little free and easy. As for his action of throwing buns to the camera, this time it was completely without escaping the eyes of the camera to deliberately observe the details.

The camera is almost certain, Song Yucheng is a very soft-hearted boy. Those thorny words, and seemingly high contempt, are just his means to play the stage. But in fact, after breaking open the thick shell, the soul hidden inside is actually quite soft.

Otherwise, he was just a video camera. It was common for reality TV to be busy and had no time to eat for a day. Why should Song Yucheng use this excuse to prepare him to eat?

Even though these two buns are not expensive, Song Yucheng is making money, but it is not so easy.

Thinking about it, the camera looked at the bun in his hand, and he became speechless.

And this time, the netizens in Song Yucheng's live broadcast room also noticed something different in writing. But in the end, Song Yucheng left too many negative impressions to them. Even if he found something wrong, he couldn't immediately react to it for a while. Instead, he felt that Song Yucheng was too hypocritical.

"Meat buns are so greasy, I just want to know, what the **** are they eating?"

However, their discussion was the most desired for Song Yucheng. After laying for so long, he was finally ready to close the net.

In the real world, as a professional lawyer, Song Yucheng has experienced countless large and small cases and has seen too many people of all kinds.

The crying child like Li Zhao naturally has sugar, but in fact, the face is fierce and the heart is dead, and the type of sugar that must be handed to others is the most people want to hug My arms are so loving.

And Song Yucheng intends to play such a "malicious male". The desk script given by the director's group, he will naturally perform in one-five to one-hundred-and-ten performances, but it depends on his ability and skill to see what kind of results will be obtained in the eyes of others.

In the original world, these netizens used public opinion to send the original body to a dead end. Then in this life, Song Yucheng intended to let them use public opinion to restore themselves to a moonlight wind to be fair.

Thinking this way, he felt that the steamed buns in his hand also became particularly delicious. When he finished eating the buns, the man walked to the foot of the mountain behind the small county seat. Near the stream, Song Yucheng picked a lot of dragon grass.

"What is this for?" the camera asked curiously.

Song Yucheng didn't answer, but just looked up at him, as if asking back, did you talk too much? Then, carrying the picked dragon grass, he returned to his place and sat down under the coolest grape shelf in the yard.

I don't know what Chu Rong's little ones are doing now?

Slowly twiddling the dragon grass in his hand, Song Yucheng guessed the situation of several other teenagers. And believe that regardless of whether they earn money or not, the current image is definitely quite embarrassed. And Song Yucheng is also disgusted to hope that they are more embarrassed, so as to show how considerate and just right the gift he is about to give them.

After calling the system, Song Yucheng asked how many people were scolding him in the live broadcast room. After hearing the number of 20,000, he couldn't help but chuckled.

In a few hours, he would let those who scolded him all apologize to him for what he said during the day.

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Song Yucheng's abacus is accurate, but the atmosphere in the live broadcast room on the other side is still very depressed.

It can only be said that Song Yucheng's guess is too accurate. Because the current state of Chu Rong and his party is indeed not good. And it's not just the word embarrassment that can be described.

The time was pushed forward for an hour and a half. Because I couldn’t find a job in the county, several people from Chu Rong expanded the scope of their search this time. I walked to the pig farm in the county and finally found the first one. jobs.

Clean up the pigsty.

They are all young masters who came out of the first-tier city. They usually eat pork and do not do well. They are still too dirty. Now asking them to clean up the pigsty is no different than killing them directly.

The disgusting smell is enough to make everyone sickened without waiting. Several people invariably stood in front of the pigsty. But at the thought of Song Yucheng's sarcasm at noon, he gathered courage and did not want to give up.

"I'll go first! Your girls are waiting outside." Li Zhao still has the demeanor, he gritted his teeth and carried in with his tools.

Chu Rong arranged for two girls and quickly followed.

But what they did not expect was that seemingly simple work would be so difficult when it was actually done. Not only was the unpleasant smell, they made them dizzy, the pigs running around, but also added a lot of problems for them.

The last two girls also followed in. The five of them worked together for three hours, which was considered to be barely cleaned. Twenty dollars hard earned.

"We have made money! We have made money!" Watching Chu Rong receive twenty dollars from the head of the pig farm, the five teenagers all smiled excitedly at the same time.

The two girls cried and danced together, regardless of whether they were dirty or not. Li Zhao and another teenager were equally excited.

Although these twenty dollars are very few, fortunately they are the first time they make money. And it also means they don’t have to be hungry tonight.

Even Chu Rong was relieved.

"Buy buns, buns!" they shouted, calculating the cost of dinner. Five people, twenty dollars, a steamed bun with five cents, and a piece of meat. No matter how you look at it, it's definitely enough to fill your stomach.

And in the end, the aunt who sold the buns looked at them cute, and gave an extra bun with meat filling, which made their mood extremely joyful.

"Go back and throw this on Song Yucheng's face, hum, we can make money too!" Li Zhaoyue said more excitedly, and thought of the grievances at noon, he only wished to return to the small courtyard immediately and retaliate back.

At this time, Song Yucheng was still playing with the dragon grass.

In the small courtyard, the handsome young man sitting under the grape shelf, with long and dexterous fingers, shuttled between the tentacles and a delicate straw hat also appeared.

The drooping eyelashes and squeezed lips seemed to make the wind in the yard soft because of his concentration, and it was quite quiet for a few years.

"Every time I see Song Yucheng doing this, I feel pretty good."

"I think it's too toxic. If you don't speak in circles, you will make people want to scold the street. I'm convinced of Song Yucheng's fine points. I can't find an adjective to describe it."

"I'm so tired, but I can't help but watch it. I don't know why I am so masochistic."

With the netizens in the live broadcast room having one sentence, no discussion, the sun finally set. When Song Yucheng finished the last straw hat, Chu Rong's five people had already reached the entrance of the courtyard.

They had just bought buns, and as soon as they entered the courtyard, they saw Song Yucheng sitting on the vine rack and fiddle with something. The serious and handsome look is as good as the painting, which makes them stunned for a while.

Even Chu Rong couldn't keep his eyes open.

Song Yucheng really has a magic power to attract attention. As much as you hate your personality, you have to be attractive. If it is not that the mouth is too bad, even if he knows that he is Xu Muzhi's plaything, he has been around for a long time. It is estimated that like Li Zhao, he can quickly accept and like him.

After all, it is difficult for people to be tolerant of beauty to have a lower limit. And Song Yucheng itself is such an existence.

But soon, they immediately recovered, and Song Yucheng's run at noon also came to mind again.

"Li Zhao, go talk to him!" The two girls pushed Li Zhao.

When they finally made money, they just wanted to share the meat buns they bought with Song Yucheng. And Li Zhao thought so too, carrying the bun and stepping away, he walked towards Song Yucheng.

"Hello!" Li Zhao shouted Song Yucheng and looked at him condescendingly, feeling that he was bad this time, and he would surely suppress Song Yucheng.

However, when Song Yucheng raised his head, the kind of ridiculed look as if looking at the silly son of the landlord's family made Li Zhao's straight waist plate subconsciously collapse.

In general, I always feel a little counseling. Li Zhao looked back at others in a panic, only to find that, except Chu Rong, the others deliberately pretended not to notice them.

The flaunting mood suddenly dropped another octave, and even the buns that were said to fall on Song Yucheng's face became particularly embarrassing. In the end, Li Zhao could only pass it on, and muttered in a low voice: "Give back your lunch! We didn't come back until we had leftovers."

Li Zhao's volume is very loud, but it shows that he has no confidence. But this should not be blamed on him. After all, Song Yucheng earned more than 100 yuan in one morning. Compared with their 20 yuan, they seem to be unable to take it.

However, unexpectedly, Song Yucheng did not ridicule this time, but took the buns very blandly.

"Such unpalatable and tasteless food, only you can buy it back." After that, Song Yucheng got up and went back to the house. It seems to be abandoning the extreme, as if staying with them for a second will affect IQ.

So, is he despised again? Li Zhao stared at Song Yucheng's back for a long while and finally recovered.

"It's so special..." Li Zhao was stuck on his chest and couldn't get down. Li Zhao jumped on the spot several times. Finally, pointing at Song Yucheng's window, he shouted loudly: "Song Yucheng, you are waiting! The men must earn you a table full of Han people!"

The result was Song Yucheng's undeniable chuckles. At this time, Li Zhao was even more fried. In the end, in order to vent, he picked several buckets of water and poured all the vegetable fields in the landlord's courtyard before it was considered to stop. However, he unexpectedly received a large plate of farmhouse losi and a bowl of one person Mung bean soup in return.

Food is always the best regulator for alleviating depression. On this summer night, the delicious and juicy buns are served with salty and delicious braised taste, and after adding a bowl of rice, the mung bean soup cools and cools down. Even the most exhausting fatigue can alleviate dissipation.

At this time, a few teenagers who were a little bit stunned because they could not successfully face Song Yucheng suddenly cheered up again. Although they earn less, they still earn money after all! And the dinner was also rich, which gave them more confidence and firmly believed that they would earn more tomorrow!

Talking like this, cheering each other, several people soon became happy again.

The barrage in the main live room was also infected by their cheerful atmosphere and became particularly active.

"People are the easiest to meet when they are teenagers. A meal, a small goal, can be very happy."

"That's why the teenager doesn't recognize sadness,"

"Good, I want to be with them all. But where did the lo mei come from? How can I not remember the landlord of the previous seasons who also provided meals?"

"Who knows! These are not important."

"Also." The short doubts were soon forgotten by everyone. However, those netizens who have seen the perspective of Song Yucheng have mixed feelings.

They knew that the lo mei and mung bean soup were bought by the landlord after Song Yucheng returned to the room. At the same time, he also bought bowl noodles for the camera.

Although the mouth still said "I just pity them to buy more than half of the buns." Such harsh and unpleasant words. But this time, no one was calling him "too much" or "to force", instead he began to reflect on whether his previous view of Song Yucheng was due to the one-sided solidified impression and overly exaggerated brain filling, so there was too much Many misunderstandings.

Push the time back half an hour.

Song Yucheng, who returned to his house just after finishing with Li Zhaobang, did not immediately sit down and rest, but stood carefully by the window and looked at them outside through the bamboo curtains.

After the landlord sent him the reward of lo-mei and mung bean soup as a watering place, he seemed to be relieved, and he smiled subconsciously. But when he noticed that the camera was staring at himself, he quickly converged again.

"Why do you still need such an excuse to help them add meals?" The camera thought for a long time, but still couldn't help asking. In fact, the reason is obvious. Song Yucheng is worried that Li Zhao will not have enough food. However, Song Yucheng's eloquent explanation: "It's just courtesy."

"That bun and lo mei, is this gift exchange a bit too unbalanced?" The camera asked slightly sharply.

After all, suffocating to the present, he really can't help it. He felt that Song Yucheng was too wronged and clearly took care of everyone. Why should he be so infamous for taking the bad luck? As for what live broadcast and what work, in the current camera, compared with Song Yucheng's grievances, it is nothing.

Therefore, he wanted to give Song Yucheng a chance to tell him what he wanted to say.

However, I never imagined that after a brief silence, Song Yucheng took a bite of the bun in his hand and said what he said was still written on the desk book. But that lonely tone, but the netizens in the entire live broadcast room instantly hurt.

"I have a younger brother, as big as Li Zhao, but not like a waste..."

The author has something to say: Song Yucheng: I have a younger brother, about the same age as Li Zhao, but not as wasteful as him

Li Zhao: QAQ