The actor's daily routine

After hanging up the phone and turning off the phone, Yu Qiao concentrated on fixing his computer and sound card. When he was done, Yu Qiao couldn't help stretching, looking out the window, it was already dark.

The curtains were drawn, and the lights were brightly lit in the distance, but in his place, except for his solitary light, what was left was the dilapidated demolition houses around him.

After connecting to the Internet, Yu Qiao searched on Baidu, the live streaming platform with the most downloads, Yuya.

When downloading, Yu Qiao cleared her voice, coughed, "I think I'm going to pick up my old skills."

System: "Are you sure you won't be picked out by Shen Yanshu?" Why did he have a bad feeling?

Yu Qiao felt that his family's system was just worrying about it, as long as he didn't show his face, Shen Yanshu would be fine!fundamental!impossible!recognize!out!he!He pledged it with his virginity.

"I'm selling my voice, not my body. Don't worry, San'er, wait, soon we can live in a million-dollar mansion, drive a million-dollar sports car and eat a hundred-dollar chocolate." Yu Qiao was obviously very concerned about this matter. Be optimistic.

He opened Yuya, calmly registered an anchor account with his ID card, found a random photo from the Internet and pasted it on the cover, and then turned on the microphone.

After all these are done, the next step is to come up with a name for Kuangbaya.

"Go, San'er, look through the files for me to see if there are some mighty and domineering names."

The system silently refused. He couldn't appreciate Yu Qiao's aesthetic level. He felt that Yu Qiao's aesthetic level was probably squandered by his parents who didn't know where he was born.

Yu Qiao, who was rejected, sighed, and said to herself: "Then I can only take it myself."

He tapped the keyboard to test the feel, and suddenly a scene from a long time ago rang in his mind.

Not so long ago, just three or four years ago, when he was still in the United States, Shen Yanshu bought a plane ticket and flew in front of him, waiting at the gate of his school. When he went out, he saw Shen Yanshu standing outside the school gate, and saw him He, Shen Yanshu's originally indifferent face showed a gentle and joyful smile, walked in front of him, hugged him tightly, "Ayu, I miss you."

I miss you like a fish is to water; I miss you like a bird is to the sky; I miss you like a tree is to a forest.

"Then use an idiom to describe you miss me, Shen Yanshu."

"That's probably because I've been thinking hard."

Yu Qiao lowered her eyelashes, her fingers unconsciously rubbing the keyboard, the blue light on the computer shone faintly on his jade-white face, Yu Qiao raised her lips, and said casually: "Then think hard."

System: "!!!!" The promised mighty and domineering! !Have you been eaten by a dog? ! ? ? !Your aesthetics has become terribly normal!

Yu Qiao: "..." What the hell do you owe R?

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In the first year after Yu Qiao returned to China, only two months had passed in the first year. After experiencing job failures, he became a salty fish and registered a small anchor account. Rooted.

He dug out his guitar, moved a stool, wiped the dust, faced the microphone, lowered his head, pressed his fingers on the strings, played a bit, and the accompaniment began to sing.

Someone entered the anchor's room by mistake, and saw only a picture of a Q version of an anime character. He was not very interested and was about to click out. Suddenly, the anchor's singing came from his ears. The refreshing mint sound was mixed with a little magnetic bubble sound. When you hook it up, there is an irresistible bewitching taste, as if it is drizzling when you walk through the green grass, and red flowers bloom on the ground that you can't take your eyes off.So he couldn't help but move his finger away and listened.

Then at the end, I couldn't help but send a sentence.

"That's nice, can I play another song?"

Yu Qiao glanced at the message, smiled lightly and said, "Okay, what do you want to hear?"

It's as if a young man smiled in your ear and said, "Okay, I'll sing to you whatever you want to hear."

The girl couldn't help biting her lip in front of the computer, her heart was like the waves of the river, and she cried in her heart, "I can't stand it, I can't stand it, I'm so lucky to be the first listener of this person, what are you listening to?"What are you listening to?Figure it out quickly!There are so many songs I like, just click on any song!Jay Chou's Zhang Jie's Xue Zhiqian can do anything!

She tapped her fingers on the computer keyboard, "Are those flowers from Hackberry okay?"

"Yes." Yu Qiao said, he knew this song.

He pointed at the guitar, "That piece of laughter reminds me of my flowers, in every corner of my life, quietly blooming for me..."

The low-pitched, clean and refreshing voice is different from the bewilderment of the ending sound just now. This time the ending sound is nostalgia, the quiet time, and the fleeting years.

The girl propped her chin and closed her eyes, following the singing, she seemed to have outlined that kind of picture in her heart, happy, sad, and regretful, they were all such unforgettable memories.

"Daddy, your singing is really nice."

"Thank you." I always thought that I was the best singer in the world.

"Why don't you show your face?"

"I can't show my face for some reason." Because the labor and management were afraid that Shen Yanshu would come to the door and break my hands and feet.

"If Da Da could enter Yuya two or three years earlier, he might be one of the masters of Yuya now."

This Yu Qiao is very confident, "Actually, I think it's okay now."

"Pfft." After typing this word, the girl couldn't help laughing and said, "I have great ambitions, and I will definitely achieve it."

After chatting with her for a while, Yu Qiao couldn't help but yawned. He's been busy today, and it's already ten o'clock, so he's very sleepy.

"That's all for today's live broadcast, see you tomorrow."

Turning off the microphone, Yu Qiao backed out. He stretched himself, got up and took a shower. The cold wind came in from the window. Yu Qiao pushed open the door, took a breath of hot air with his hands in his hands, and looked up at the dark sky .

There is no heating, no air-conditioning, this kind of life is like going back to the time before I met Shen Yanshu, the only place I go back to every day is the orphanage.

When it comes to winter, it is terribly cold, and it is so cold that people's bones ache.

He rubbed his hair, turned and stepped into the house, closed the door and went to sleep.

Under the dark night, a small house stood in the wind and snow. The wind and snow were whistling. Because it was in the suburbs, it was colder than the place where we stayed before. Yu Qiao didn't sleep well that night. It was so tightly rolled that even the brows were furrowed in sleep.

When she woke up the next day, Yu Qiao rubbed her nose and sneezed.

Caught a cold.

An unprecedented tiredness hit his mind, he buried his head in the quilt, he didn't want to get up, his head was groggy, he slept for a while, and felt that he should get up to boil some hot water.

Boil hot water, boil hot water, and then buy some fever medicine, otherwise it will affect the voice.

After saying this several times, he still lay motionless on the bed, his face flushed violently.

Maybe it was because of a fever, but Yu Qiao saw a figure beside her bed, her mind was in a mess, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Hello..."

"Shen Yanshu, give me a cup of hot water."

There was a sudden thunder in my ear, "Burning the hot water for your mb, why don't you get out of bed and go buy medicine! You've reached 39.5!"

The eardrums were bombarded by the thunder, and Yu Qiao woke up. He crawled out of the quilt, rubbed his eyes, froze for a while, and then slowly began to put on his clothes.

With weak legs, she went to wash her face and brush her teeth, then took out the money, counted it, put it in her butt bag, and Yu Qiao pushed open the door.

There is no pharmacy near here, and it takes an hour to walk to buy medicine. There is a car on the road, but the prices in S City are very high. If you take a taxi and buy medicine, the remaining money will go to one-third.

Against the wind and snow, Yu Qiao rubbed her nose and walked slowly on the road.

Cold, hot, sore throat, so uncomfortable. md He regretted dumping Shen Yanshu, okay?

Occasionally, a car passed by on the side of the road and stopped to ask him where he was going. Yu Qiao was in no mood to bother, and the driver just drove away by himself.

An hour later, Yu Qiao entered the city. After finding a pharmacy, Yu Qiao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. There were two nurses in the store. He opened the door and walked in. He went straight to the counter and said, "Buy medicine, cold medicine, Cheaper."

"Oh, yes." The nurse opened the glass cabinet to take a look, raised her head and said with a shy smile, "Excuse me, sir, the cheap ones are sold out, and there are still some in the warehouse. I'll get them for you, please wait a moment."

Looking up, the nurse showed surprise on her face.

"Okay." Yu Qiao replied hoarsely, and walked to the sofa provided by the pharmacy to sit down and rest.

A car stopped outside the window, and the driver looked back at the people behind him, "Would you like to buy some cold medicine and take it first, sir." It was too cold last night, and many people caught colds, and their husband was also caught. I have to sign the contract later, and I will feel better if I take some cold medicine, and I will ask the doctor to take a look when I go back.

Shen Yanshu nodded, he leaned on the car seat, his eyes slightly closed, "Go."

The driver responded, turned up the temperature in the car, opened the door and got out of the car. When he opened the door, he said to another nurse, "Bring me the best cold medicine in your shop, thank you."

"Okay." The other nurse withdrew her gaze from Yu Qiao, nodded with a smile on her face, and opened the cabinet door to get the medicine.

The mood of the system listening to the sound is not very good.

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"Evil rich people have to choose the best cold medicine." It's not like his son, who is so poor that he can only buy the cheapest one, how pitiful he is.

The nurse took the medicine, issued the ticket, and handed the medicine to the driver. The driver paid the money and was about to leave with the bag containing the medicine. When he saw Yu Qiao who seemed to be a little confused on the sofa next to him, he paused. Yu Qiao Sensitive to other people's eyes, he raised his head, saw the driver's eyes, and smiled weakly at him.

The driver also smiled at him, went out with the bag, opened the door and got in the car, picked up a bottle of mineral water and the medicine in the bag from the side and handed it to Shen Yanshu behind him, "Sir, sir, wake up, take the medicine gone."

Shen Yanshu slowly opened his eyes, he reached out to take the things in the driver's hand, opened the cap of the bottle and poured out a few pills in his hand, unscrewed the cap of the bottle of mineral water, put the pills in his mouth and took a sip of water to swallow go down.

Probably because he felt better after taking the medicine, he lowered his eyes and said lightly, "Let's drive."

"Okay." The driver nodded, stepped on the clutch and drove the car to the destination.

That man was so good-looking just now, the driver thought a little distractedly.

The car drove away, and the nurse looking for medicine came out of the room leading to the warehouse, and said to Yu Qiao, "I found it, here, here, five yuan."

Yu Qiao got up, took out five yuan and handed it to the nurse. After the nurse wrote the invoice, she said it was all right. Yu Qiao said thank you, and left the pharmacy with the medicine between the two nurses.

When the door was pushed open, the wind blew in. Yu Qiao squeezed her hat tightly and glanced at her hands. His hands were white when he came, and they were probably purple when he got home.

The author has something to say: Yu Qiao: Ouch, it's so exciting to pass by the window with Shen Yanshu.