The cannon fodder is reborn

Jiang Yunjin didn't ask the driver to drive the car home, but asked the driver to park the car at a bus stop about two stops away from home.

In the area where he lived, there were quite a few people who knew Jiang Longjun and Zhao Lan. Jiang Yun didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble, and insurance was the first priority.

It was already six o'clock in the afternoon when I got home, and the night in early spring was dark early, and the street lights were lit early on the street.

It was getting late, and the returnees were in a hurry.The evening wind was a bit cool, blowing away the warmth that Jiang Yunjin had just brought out of the car, and it also made Jiang Yunjin sober in an instant.

The farther you walked towards home, the darker the lights became, and the more chaotic the surrounding environment became.

There was no expression on Jiang Yunjin's face, but she just accelerated her pace more and more.

The moment he pushed open the door, Jiang Yunjin froze for a moment.

The messy living room had already been tidied up, and the glaring incandescent lights were shining from above, making the floor stand out in white.

Zhao Lan heard the movement and walked out of the room. The moment she saw Jiang Yunjin, the expression on her face instantly became furious: "Where did you go, you little bastard? You know you're coming back?"

Jiang Yunjin had already thought up the wording: "Go out to do a part-time job."

The couple seldom gave Jiang Yunjin living expenses. Even the money for eating at school at noon was saved by Jiang Yunjin from his part-time job.

Jiang Yun would not arouse Zhao Lan's suspicion if he said so.

"Then you don't know how to clean up the house before you go out?" Zhao Lan continued to be aggressive, "Are you blind and can't see if the house is so messy? Why don't you stay here and wait for the old lady to come back and clean up?"

After Jiang Yunjin changed his shoes, he raised his eyes and gave Zhao Lan a cold look.

Zhao Lan was stunned by Jiang Yunjin's stare, and it took a moment for her to come back to her senses: "What kind of eyes do you have? You just look at me with this kind of eyes? Is it easy for my mother to raise you? You little bastard doesn't know how to be grateful?"

Jiang Yun would like to go to the room, not going to pay any attention to Zhao Lan.

This woman is different from Jiang Longjun, the more you look at her, the more fussy she will be.

The best way to deal with it is to ignore it.

The door closed, completely shutting out Zhao Lan's voice.

Zhao Lan cursed a few more words outside, and then fell silent.

Jiang Yunjin took a slight breath, rubbed his tired eyebrows, changed his clothes, and started to pack his things.

Since he is going to move out of this house, from the moment he moves out, everything in this house has nothing to do with Jiang Yunjin.

So in this house, he would not touch anything that did not belong to Jiang Yunjin.

In this way, Jiang Yunjin moved much faster.

The few pieces of clothes I often wear and all the textbooks in high school don't fill a big box together.

After looking around the room for a week, Jiang Yunjin's eyes fell on the computer in front of the desk.

After thinking for two seconds, he turned on the computer, uninstalled the live broadcast software, and reinstalled a system.

Don't be afraid of [-], just be afraid of what happens.

He must not let Zhao Lan and Jiang Longjun know about this live broadcast.

After packing his luggage, Jiang Yunjin opened the bedroom door.

Zhao Lan was sitting at the dining table eating, and when she saw Jiang Yunjin coming out, she subconsciously tucked the fruit bag on the table aside.

"You should have eaten?" Zhao Lan said, "I didn't buy your meal."

Jiang Yunjin glanced at the bright red strawberries in the bag, her eyes were full of sarcasm, as if she hadn't seen her small movements, she didn't answer her words, and said, "I have something to tell you."

Before Jiang Yunjin could say what it was, Zhao Lan frowned and said, "I want money again? I don't have any money! If you want money, go to your gambling father!"

Jiang Yunjin's eyes were mocking, and her voice was calm: "I will live in school from tomorrow."

Zhao Lan didn't expect Jiang Yunjin to talk about this. He paused while eating, and looked at Jiang Yunjin in confusion: "What are you doing in school? The big Buddha like you can't be accommodated at home?"

Jiang Yunjin said: "My home is too far away from the school, it is more convenient for me to live in the school."

Zhao Lan snorted coldly: "Whatever you want, anyway, I've said my ugly words before, and I don't have any money to give you. If you live on campus, you have to pay for the accommodation. You must have made money by working part-time. You pay it yourself."

Even though he knew what kind of person Zhao Lan was, Jiang Yunjin couldn't help frowning after hearing her words.

"Well, I'll figure it out myself." Jiang Yunjin didn't want to stay here any longer, and turned to go back to the room.

Zhao Lan seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and stopped him: "Hey, wait a minute!"

Jiang Yunjin paused, but didn't look back: "What?"

Zhao Lan swallowed the food in her mouth and coughed lightly: "I remember you have a friend, that is Xiao Pan, isn't his family very rich?"

Frost rose from Jiang Yunjin's deep eyes, and the expression on his face was even colder: "So?"

Zhao Lan suggested, with an excited tone: "If you don't have any money, you can borrow it from him. Don't you have a good relationship with him? He will definitely be willing to help you. It seems that his family is quite rich. Borrow [-] to [-], it happens that our house is the closest..."

"Are you short of money?" Jiang Yunjin turned her head suddenly, her cold eyes swept across Zhao Lan's face.

A guilty conscience flashed across Zhao Lan's eyes.

She quickly waved her hand: "No, I'm just making a suggestion like this."

The corner of Jiang Yunjin's mouth curled up ironically, and he also made a good suggestion: "If you are short of money, you can go directly to Gu Pan to borrow it. I think he will definitely lend it to you."

Jiang Yunjin remembered clearly that in his previous life, Gu Pan had given Zhao Lan and Jiang Longjun a lot of money in order to win them over to harm him.

Buying a house and a car, and even paying off the debt that Zhao Lan and Jiang Longjun owed.

It's the same now, as long as they ask, Gu Pan will definitely give it.

After all, it's your own, isn't it?

What Jiang Yunjin said was the truth, but what Zhao Lan heard was a real mockery.

"You little bastard, look at what you're talking about?" Zhao Lan exploded in an instant, "Did you say something like that? Are you looking down on your mother?"

"Who do you think I'm doing this for? If it weren't for you, the oil bottle, would my life be so sad?"

"You look just like your idiot father, you bitch..."

"That's the man you found yourself." Jiang Yunjin lost her good temper a long time ago, her eyes were full of gloom, she glanced at Zhao Lan, and said every word, "Go return the product, the Civil Affairs Bureau can do it anytime on weekdays."

Zhao Lan never imagined that her usually cowardly son, who couldn't fart for a long time, suddenly became so eloquent.

After being stunned for a few seconds, she finally came to her senses, and became even more annoyed: "You white-eyed wolf! Take a look, is what you said human?"

What answered her was Jiang Yunjin's voice closing the door.

Leaning against the door, Jiang Yunjin exhaled lightly.

Hold on for another night, the last night.

The next day, Jiang Yunjin got up early in the morning. On the dining room table in the living room was Zhao Lan's leftovers from yesterday's meal. The bedroom door was closed, obviously Zhao Lan was still sleeping.

Jiang Yunjin went out with the box in his arms, and when he got downstairs, he glanced back at the old house for the last time, and threw the key into the trash can next to it.

Jiang Yunjin spent the morning tidying up the rental house, casually went downstairs to eat a bowl of noodles at noon, went to the computer city in the afternoon, and bought a laptop with better performance and a set of recording equipment.

When Jiang Yunjin sat down in front of the computer and turned on the live broadcast software at night, he came back to his senses.

He really moved out.

Back when he was 17 years old, only two or three days later, he really moved out of that nightmare home.

The indoor lights are not turned on, and the sky outside the window has already darkened. This area is a residential area, and the downstairs is an artificial garden.

Just in April, a hundred flowers are blooming, and the night breeze blows with the fragrance of flowers, which is elegant and intoxicating.Light crept in through the open windows, leaving a dappled patch of light.

Outside the window are the lights of thousands of families, and inside the window are tired people who have gone through vicissitudes.

Jiang Yunjin didn't wake up like a dream until a "beep" sounded from the system.

Reaching out to turn on the light, Jiang Yunjin rubbed his sore neck, opened the backstage of the live broadcast software, and there was a new notification of "unread messages".

Ever since Jiang Yunjin became popular, fans would send him messages from time to time.Most of the time, Jiang Yunjin would read one by one, but never reply.At this moment, Jiang Yun is not going to watch the news, he is going to broadcast live.

I looked at the time, 07:30 in the evening, not too early, but not too late.

After moving out of the house, Jiang Yunjin doesn't have to get up at [-]:[-] every morning to go to school, which means he can rest a little later, and he can use the extra time during the live broadcast.

It just so happened that the computer and the new microphone had just been bought today, and Jiang Yunjin could also use this time to test the effect of the live broadcast.

At this time, live broadcasting was just emerging, and there were not many anchors in the game area. In order to attract traffic, the platform would broadcast on the public screen when the anchors were broadcasting.

If you follow and subscribe fans in advance, you can directly receive the prompts from the system.

So as long as the live broadcast of the anchor starts, even if the anchor does not notify in advance, a large number of fans and passers-by will soon flood into the live broadcast room.

"I'm coming!"

"Wow! Great God Guyuan is live again!"

"Ah, I have class tomorrow. I can't watch it too late today. Brothers who record the screen, remember to record it well. This week's happy time depends entirely on you!"

"Is it still ranked?"

"Yuan Yuan Chong!"

"..."

Jiang Yunjin looked at the barrage and cleared his throat: "I'll adjust the equipment first, and I'll start solo queue right away."

The new computer is indeed smoother and the picture is clearer.

"Did Yuan Yuan change the equipment?"

"The picture feels so clear."

Jiang Yunjin said truthfully: "Well, the equipment has been changed. It's good to be clear."

"Ah, Gu Yuan actually changed the equipment! You can see it up close! Then when can you show your face!"

"Wait for me upstairs! I also want to see the anchor show his face!"

"The anchor's voice is so nice, and his skills are so advanced, he must be a gentle boy paper!"

"..."

After confirming that the equipment was ok, Jiang Yunjin opened a queue, and while waiting, he would look at the barrage and answer questions from time to time.

"Show your face? I don't have this idea for now..."

"Are the anchors showing up now?"

"Hmm... why don't we wait until the number of fans reaches 100 million?"

Jiang Yunjin looked up at the number of his fans. Fortunately, it was only 100, which is still far from [-] million.

Fans in the studio heard this and expressed their dissatisfaction——

"100 million!!"

"Although it's a bit much, I think I can try it! You know, didn't the anchor live broadcast the night before yesterday, and the increase was more than 5000!"

"Hearing what my sister said, I also feel hopeful!"

"..."

Jiang Yunjin smiled, didn't take it seriously, and started playing games seriously.

The live broadcast ended one night, and the time has come to twelve o'clock in the evening.

Before the broadcast, Jiang Yunjin took a look at his reward income today.

Relying on scattered rewards from fans, the income tonight is actually more than 300!

Jiang Yunjin was a little shocked, but even more happy.

After saying goodnight to the fans, Jiang Yunjin started the broadcast.

After taking a quick shower and setting the alarm clock, Jiang Yunjin lay down for the first time in her rented house.

Probably because of the change of environment, Jiang Yunjin lay down for a long time without falling asleep.

After thinking about it, he simply took out his phone again, logged into the app of the live streaming software, and planned to read the private message he received today.

As soon as he entered, Jiang Yunjin saw a striking new message on the top.

Jiang Yunjin took a closer look, only to realize that this news was sent by the official live broadcast software.

He didn't plan to take a closer look, and didn't want to take a quick look, so he scanned a few words: "Hi, Gu Yuan. I'm the contract manager of Baixiong Live. I noticed that your live broadcast is very interesting. May I ask if you are interested in signing with our company... "

Jiang Yunjin suffocated for breath.

Sign up, here we come!