Plague Doctor

[Clear Girl's Live Room, Viewers: 25

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In this little live room, a sweet-faced girl sings a song and scratches her face. Her singing voice is very ordinary, but it beats her youth, and some of the audience is watching. When the audience sends a gift, the girl stops singing and says thank you before singing.

She only broadcast live at night for a week, with more than 50 real viewers at the highest.

“It's 12: 00. It's late. Brothers, that will be live today. See you tomorrow. Thank you, Mr. Pepperflower for the sachet! I'll see you tomorrow. Bye, good night.” The sweet little girl laughed and stood up, and the live room image came down.

The audience quickly dropped after a good night's brushing.

In front of the phone for live broadcast, Tian Yiqing exhaled and scratched his face to see how much he earned this evening on live broadcast… divided into 15 pieces.

“Nice.” She said to herself, "You can't make 15 bucks without broadcasting. ”

Inside the lens is a very elegantly arranged corner of a room, but outside the lens, it's actually a small rental room in a village, about 10 square feet, with a bathroom, for $300 a month. She spent the 300 bucks trying to make a live broadcast, or she would have stayed in the factory dorm.

It's midnight and I have to get up early to work tomorrow. The alarm clock on my phone is set to ring at 6: 30. Tian Yiqing rushed to the bathroom to wash.

She's just 18 years old this month, but she didn't read two years ago, and the children of the Inland Hill Village don't have that environment. She left her hometown last year, went to this small coastal town in the south, went to a jewellery processing plant and found a pipeline job where she could get 2,000 bucks a month.

This small town was not attacked by the plague of the Forces nouvelles, and the factory opened just a few days before it closed, although everyone wore a mask.

But as things calmed down, people haven't even worn masks lately.

Recently, her employees have been very excited to talk about NASA, NASA, supernatural powers, Gu Jun… all of which are very far away, like another world.

Tian Yiqing is still thinking about his own eyes. Is that all for the rest of his life? Wearing jewelry on the pipeline every day, making $20,000 a year... She was excited to make money at the beginning of last year, but after only six months, she couldn't hold up...

It's not how tired she is physically, it's just that she doesn't feel the point or even the presence of herself.

It's not worth it, it's not worth living like this...

Tian Yiqing wanted to leave the pipeline and leave the factory. She had many daydreams, but they had a big star to worship in recent years.

“The big star is also from the factory sister! We don't look so bad. Why can't we? ”

“Don't tell me the stars. I heard a friend say she knew a friend, and it went live on the internet, singing every day and making millions a year. ”

“Millions!?” Tian Yi Qingfang dared not even think about such an annual income figure, she wanted to make a hundred and eighty thousand dollars a year, it would all be beautiful.

Millions a year? How's that going to cost?

Celebrities? I... maybe?

That's why Tian Yiqing came out to rent the house by herself and bought a live broadcast device. She wanted to give it a try.

The environment of this rental house is not very good, next to a village alley, surrounded by residential houses and other rental houses, children crying, bicycles and motorcycles and other vehicles driving past, dog barking, and the sound of a cock raised by a local grandmother...

Live for a week, even though the total income is less than $100, when the first audience to give her a gift showed up, Tian Yi was so excited that he could make this kind of money himself! It's hard to get started, it's going to get more popular, and it's going to make more money.

At this time, Tian Yiqing wiped her washed hair with a towel. Her cheeks were itchy and her hands had to be scratched.

With the exception of the thumb of the right hand, all four fingers grabbed the skin of the cheek gently, grabbing this side and the other side.

She took a mirror and looked after it. Only one of the faces in the mirror was scratched a little red. It was okay to end it during the day. Why did it itch?

“It's okay.” Tian Yiqing dug a little coating with his own little box of lotion, and it just itched a little, and it will get better after a while.

After wiping her hair dry, she turned off the lights, lay down on the little folding bed in the corner, pulled on the quilt, and looked at an email on her cell phone:

[Dream Girl, you have signed up successfully!

Tian Yiqing looked at this line of words, and there was some peace of mind and some anticipation for the future.

This is a successful e-mail response to the registration for an online show featuring the creation of a new group of women's idols from among the dreamy girls in the country. There have been many myths about this type of show in recent years.

Live broadcasting is a path, but Tian Yiqing also has fantasies about participating in show shows and becoming a star. Maybe he'll be lucky?

Just look at this email and she'll feel motivated.

“Go to sleep, go to sleep, forget it.” Tian Yiqing dropped her phone, closed her eyes and let herself go to sleep quickly. She has to get up early to the factory tomorrow...

Just as she blurred and was about to fall asleep, her cheeks were itching again and again, and she had to reach out and scratch, and her sleep broke away.

“Hey.” Tian Yi muttered helplessly and turned her side a few times. Her face itched so hard that she couldn't help but grab it. Is she allergic to anything?

She doesn't have any ointment here either... good thing she grabbed it for a while and felt much soothed. After a busy day, she scratched and caressed and gradually fell asleep in obscurity. In her sleep, she scratched her cheeks from time to time with her hands, and she didn't even notice...

Until this itch on her skin got stronger and stronger, pulling her out of her sleep.

“Ah..." Tian Yi Qiao grabbed several powerful hands on his face. The more comfortable he grabbed, the more he woke up.

Suddenly, she woke up completely, and found a spicy itch on both cheeks. The skin touching her fingers seemed slightly swollen...

Not a rash, is it? So, Tian Yi Qingqing hastily wants to get up to see it. She has to work tomorrow, and it has to be broadcast live.

It is already after 2: 00 in the middle of the night, it is already quiet outside, but the surrounding people's dogs are barking, the dog's barking is fierce and noisy, there is also a bit of a strange howl, I don't know what is barking.

Tian Yiqing was a little upset when she heard it. She went to turn on the lights and the white light lit up this little room.

Don't give me a rash... she took a look in the mirror and saw that face in the mirror. She stood up when she was all cold and furry and screamed: “Ah!!! ”