The system forces me to be a scumbag

Different from the person in charge's almost flattering approach, Zhao Jin was not in a hurry to ask him to choose a script, but asked patiently.

"Have you studied acting before?"

Lin Qiao shook his head, "I haven't learned it before."

He didn't even finish high school, so he didn't have the opportunity to learn acting.

Zhao Jin wanted to ask again, but was interrupted by the person in charge.

"It doesn't matter if you haven't studied it before. With Young Master Lin's ingenuity, there is absolutely no problem playing a leading role!"

Zhao Jin frowned even tighter, and directly opened his mouth to drive people away.

"Mr. Qian, you should go out first."

"That's not okay, I promised Mr. Cheng to take good care of Young Master Lin..."

Qian Jun was still nagging, Zhao Jin directly pulled him out and locked the door.

Lin Qiao: The world is finally clean!

"If you haven't studied acting, I don't suggest you go straight to filming." Zhao Jin said bluntly.

Lin Qiao nodded obediently, "I think so too."

First impressions are important, and he doesn't want to be labeled as a vase in the future.

He is only 19 years old, and he still has a long way to perform, so he is not in a hurry at this moment.

I thought that Lin Qiao would definitely twist it when he said that, but I didn't expect Lin Qiao to be surprisingly easy to talk to.

It seems that he is not the kind of arrogant second-generation ancestor, Zhao Jin's tone is a bit gentle.

"Then what specialties do you have?" Zhao Jin asked again.

Lin Qiao spread his hands, "I haven't even finished high school, I don't know how to play piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, dance, and have a tone deaf."

Apart from this face, he seems to have nothing to show for it...

This is very embarrassing.

However, Zhao Jin didn't dislike or despise him. Although the artist's innate condition is a bit poor this time, he still has self-knowledge. Well, he can be cultivated.

"Then what are you interested in?" Zhao Jin persuaded, vowing to find some bright spots from Lin Qiao.

"Uh...can I eat it?" Lin Qiao asked weakly.

Looking at the appearance of his innocent little white rabbit, Zhao Jin couldn't help but laugh.

"It's also a specialty. If you are a food blogger or a food blogger, it is also a novel way. However, an artist must maintain a good figure. It is easy to gain weight when eating and broadcasting. If you are fat, you will not be on camera... "

Before Zhao Jin finished speaking, Lin Qiao quickly interjected, "No, no, I won't get fat!"

He is very proud of this.

He never misses three meals a day, snacks from morning to night, and has supper at night, so he didn't gain weight, and even lost a little weight.

Zhao Jin: ...It's really a good advantage.

Under Zhao Jin's careful planning, Lin Qiao started her journey as a food blogger.

What Zhao Jin chose for him was a small octopus snack shop on the corner of the street. This shop has a good reputation and is relatively civilian.

When the live broadcast on the mobile phone was turned on, Lin Qiao's face appeared on the screen.

After all, it was the first live broadcast, Lin Qiao waved towards the camera stiffly.

"Hello, everyone, I'm Qiao Lin, a food blogger."

Zhao Jin gave him a cheering gesture to let him relax.

Lin Qiao nodded slightly, and returned to the camera.

"Today, I will take everyone to find street food - octopus balls!"

Lin Qiao followed the script and began to follow the script, and became more and more relaxed at the end. In the end, he was completely freestyle, and he didn't care about the live broadcast to start eating.

"It's so hot!" The little balls in his mouth were too hot, and Lin Qiao opened his mouth wide to fan the wind while weeping.

The food in his mouth was finally not so hot, Lin Qiao swallowed it, showing a satisfied smile.

"good to eat!"

Just as he was reaching for the second one, Lin Qiao, who paid special attention to the image, gave his hand a pause.

He seemed to have forgotten something just now...

Turning around and seeing Zhao Jin who was concentrating on recording, Lin Qiao's eyes widened, WOC!Forget this is live!

"Brother Zhao, can we discuss it?" Lin Qiao looked at Zhao Jin pitifully.

Zhao Jin rejected him, "Continue to eat yours."

This is just the beginning, and the popularity is over ten thousand. This guy is born to stand in front of the camera!

The embarrassment of myself just now must have been photographed...

Lin Qiao planned to smash the jar, turning grief and anger into appetite, picked up the second small ball and put it in his mouth.

In recent years, live broadcasting has become very popular, especially bloggers who eat and broadcast are very popular.

Madoka is one of the loyal fans of Chibo bloggers.

There was no class in the afternoon, and the bored Xiaoyuan opened the homepage of the live broadcast to find something delicious.

As a result, he accidentally clicked into Lin Qiao's live broadcast interface.

"Hello, everyone, I'm Qiao Lin, a food blogger."

Lin Qiao?She has been eating and broadcasting food for so many years, why hasn't she heard of this person?

But why does this person look so seductive, Madoka watched patiently.

Xiaoyuan became more and more excited the more she looked back, oh my god, what kind of fairy blogger is this, it looks so good!

"Ahhh!" Madoka couldn't help crying out.

The roommate on the upper bunk was sleeping, and was suddenly woken up by her voice.

"Xiao Yuan, what are you doing? Did you see a ghost?" Xiao Meng said angrily.

"Don't disturb my sleep!" After finishing speaking, she was about to shrink back, but was woken up by the excited Xiaoyuan.

"Don't sleep, don't sleep, I'll show you something!"

"What is it?" Xiaomeng asked half asleep.

"A food blogger!"

Xiao Meng suddenly lost his mood, "Don't watch!"

Those food bloggers are either big eaters or big fat people, but she is a beauty control, she only likes handsome and beautiful people.

"Oh, look, he's so handsome~"

Xiaoyuan pesters Xiaomeng, insisting on giving Lin Qiao Anli to her roommate.

Xiaomeng couldn't bear her pains and got up.

"If you're not a handsome guy, you have to treat me to dinner!"

She doesn't believe that there are handsome guys in Chibo, but Xiaoyuan disturbed her sleep, so she must blackmail her for a meal.

"All right, all right! Take a look!" Madoka was surprisingly easy to talk to.

Xiao Meng finally took the phone, intending to see how handsome the "handsome guy" Xiao Yuan said was.

Then, an even bigger scream pierced the sky.

"Ahhhh—why is this man so handsome!"

At this moment, Xiao Meng was completely sleepy, and looked at Lin Qiao on the screen as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

"I'll just say he's a handsome guy." Madoka said proudly.

This handsome guy, but she found it.

Xiao Meng used to complain that there are no good-looking men and women in the broadcasting industry, but this time she can be regarded as proud.

"Give me back the phone, I haven't finished watching it yet." Xiaoyuan reached out to Xiaomeng, but failed to get her phone back.

Xiao Meng got out of bed in a hurry, picked up a coat and rushed out.

"Why are you going, my phone!"

Only then did Xiaomeng remember that the phone belonged to his roommate, so he turned around and grabbed Xiaoyuan and ran out together.

"Where are you going?" Madoka was still in a daze.

"This is the octopus ball on the 171st Street in front of the school. It's very close. Let's go and see the true face of this handsome guy!"