Countdown to Poverty Eradication

In the dead of night, the moon and stars are rare.

The two men nestled at the head of the bed, each staring at the mobile phone in their hands.

Lu Xun remitted RMB 99 to Di Ye's bank card two hours ago.

Ding Dong!

The mobile phone number bound to the bank card received a message.

Di Ye looked up at the sky.

The scarlet letter did not appear.

Lu Xun looked at the text message on his phone with a questioning look in his eyes.

Di Ye said: "There is no scarlet letter for a while, 10 yuan is the amount given to me by the scarlet letter, but I don't know how long this amount will last."

Lu Xun looked thoughtful: "You can try it out."

So Lu Xun transferred another 99 yuan to Di Ye's bank card.

Di Ye suggested: "It's impossible to get the money so quickly, let's do something else first."

something else...

Lu Xun's Adam's apple rolled, and just as he was about to untie the strap of his nightgown, Di Ye had already picked up the book on the bedside table and leaned on the bed to read it.

Lu Xun: "..."

What an incomprehensible person.

Lu Xun sighed in his heart, and simply continued to read the financial statements.

After reading dozens of pages of the book in Di Ye's hand, a line of red letters suddenly popped up in front of him.

-0.9999

At the same time, the mobile phone text message sounds an information prompt tone.

Lu Xun followed the voice and looked over. Di Ye put down the book, feeling very complicated, and spread his hands at him helplessly: "The scarlet letter appeared again, it seems that I have to transfer the money back to you."

Lu Xun put down the report in his hand, folded his hands behind his head and frowned in thought.

On the contrary, Di Ye was much more relaxed than Lu Xun, and he was in a very optimistic mood: "The scarlet letter is not easy to deal with. It came inexplicably and no one knows what happened. It doesn't pose any threat to me now. You don't have to take it out. Such a ready posture."

Lu Xun shook his head slowly: "I always have to find a solution. How can my Lu Xun man be short of money?"

Di Ye: "..."

After being speechless for a long time, he looked at his phone: "It's already eleven o'clock, I think we should go to bed."

Lu Xun rubbed his temples, obviously annoyed by the scarlet letter.

The lamp on the bedside table was turned off by Di Ye, and the room was plunged into darkness. The two hugged each other on the bed and soon fell asleep.

The battle over the scarlet letter has only just begun.

Lu Xun woke up the next day and continued to transfer 99 yuan to Di Ye's bank card.

Di Ye was washing his face in the bathroom. The facial cleanser had just lathered when a line of red letters -0.9999 suddenly popped up in front of him.

Di Ye was startled, the facial cleanser almost dripped into his eyes.

After washing his face three times, five times and two times, he ran up the stairs, and said seriously to Lu Xun, who was in a neat suit, "Stop, stop!"

Lu Xun turned his face sideways: "What's the matter, the scarlet letter appeared again?"

Di Ye nodded: "Although the quota has been relaxed, there is a time limit. In the past, we basically went out to eat once a month. At that time, there was no red letter popping up. I think it may take a month or half a month to get 10 from you. Yuan money, the scarlet letter is quite strict in this respect.”

The first confrontation with the scarlet letter ended in failure, but the result was not that bad. At least Di Ye had an extra 99 yuan on his bank card. Taking China's per capita consumption level as a reference, the money could at least be spent last three years.

But Lu Xun was not satisfied.

He cared more about this matter than Di Ye, and he was always thinking about how to hide things from under the eyes of Scarlet Words.

He quickly came up with another solution. He called Zheng Qifeng on WeChat, and an hour later Di Ye received another message on his cell phone.

Suddenly, 20 yuan was remitted to the bank card.

Di Ye lowered his head and looked up, this time there was no scarlet letter popping up in front of his eyes.

But when Lu Xun transferred 20 RMB to Zheng Qifeng from his own account, the scarlet letter appeared in front of Di Ye with lightning speed.

"The lingering scarlet letter!"

Di Ye let out a painful wail, and transferred the money to Lu Xun's account with great reluctance, while he wailed and beat the bed, he screamed in a miserable voice: "Ahhhhhhhhhh!!! !!"

It looks like a breakdown.

Lu Xun helped his forehead, and looked helplessly at Di Ye rolling on the bed.

Two days later, they still couldn't find a feasible way to deal with the scarlet letter. At this time, the two had left the Lu family's old house and returned to Lu Xun's high-rise apartment filled with black, white and gray tones.

Di Ye didn't go to the insurance company for five days in a row, not because he was lazy, but because he couldn't adapt to the crazy aerobics of the insurance company anyway. He really couldn't love the kind of aerobics that was suspected of being a husky.

Every time I dance, I feel that I have strayed into the MLM den. This wonderful company culture is simply dissuading the post-90s generation!

Every time he dances, Di Ye will "sprain his feet". If there are too many sprains, he will say that he has osteoporosis without changing his face. Just kidding, he doesn't want to lose face for being a cool guy, but he doesn't know how to dance. Never jump fuck!

Fortunately, he has issued a lot of insurance policies, and his agent always speaks for his performance, otherwise, how could he be allowed to go on so freely.So Di Ye, who had sold six insurance policies this month, was fearless, and once again shamelessly asked the company for sick leave on the grounds of spraining his ankle.

The supervisor from the Northeast was very concerned: "What's going on, why is my foot sprained again, young."

Di Ye's face remained unchanged and he was full of nonsense: "The sprained ankle has become the root cause of the disease, and now it has begun to dislocate habitually. Today, when I slipped on the steps, I dislocated again before I could react."

The supervisor was very worried: "How can this be fixed?"

Di Ye's face was not flushed and his heart was not beating: "What can I do, hey, I can only raise it slowly."

Supervisor: "Then you have to pay attention, and you have to be more careful in what you do in the future, don't make a fool of yourself or throw it away."

Di Ye patted his chest and swore: "Don't worry, I will recuperate well at home, my performance will never fall, and I will continue to be on the Honor Roll next month!"

After hanging up the phone, this guy ran to the swimming pool with his long legs like the wind and plunged into it. Huge splashes splashed on the swimming pool. Di Ye cut through the wind and waves like a great white shark and galloped in the swimming pool. .

He spent more than an hour splashing in the pool to enjoy himself.

It's really boring to be alone at home, and the sun outside is still too vicious. It is estimated that Lu Xun will not be back until seven o'clock when he goes to the company.

After walking around the empty and quiet apartment, Di Ye felt very bored, and there was nothing interesting on his phone, so Di Ye stared blankly on the hanging chair in the study for a while.

Either way it's boring...

Di Ye yawned, and randomly clicked into the app store. The one with the highest search rate was a live broadcast software. The app pattern was a very deep starry sky blue, and the stars on it converged into an English letter: star.

This live broadcast APP is a product developed by Luxun Company Chasing Light Technology. It is a live broadcast software with the most traffic at present, and the content on it is very rich and interesting.

After Di Ye started to brush, he found that he couldn't stop at all. He brushed for five hours from noon to afternoon.

After watching a video of a cat stepping on milk, Di Ye rubbed his sore eyes, and registered a live broadcast account with great interest. The ID name is Di Diwei.

After registering, he excitedly ran into the kitchen and began to live broadcast the process of making eel rice by himself.

At the beginning, all the zombies entered the room, and Di Ye didn't care. He was full of enthusiasm to prepare the sauce and cook the rice.The mobile phone camera was facing his hands the whole time, but the most eye-catching face was not captured.

Gradually, some people flooded into the room. The first thing they saw was the very shiny dark blue crane shirt, then the arms with very beautiful lines, and then the hands holding the kitchen knife to cut the eel.

Those hands are very, very beautiful, an indescribable beauty. The fingers holding the eel are slender and powerful. The nails are neatly trimmed between square and oval. There is a faint blush, and the blue blood vessels on the back of the hand are faintly visible. The blue veins on the back of the hand holding the kitchen knife and cutting the fish are slightly raised when the hand is hard, which is very imaginative.

I don’t know who posted a sentence on the barrage: Fuck!Hand control benefits! !

Di Ye was putting the sliced ​​eel in the prepared marinade and didn't see it.

When he was shaking the marinade bowl, another barrage popped up: I want to lick! ! ! ! ! !

Di Ye lowered his head and took out the oil bucket, and started pouring oil into the pan. While pouring the oil, another barrage popped up: Seeing these hands shuttle among the ingredients on the cutting board, my heart is about to break. QAQ

Di Ye turned on a small fire to heat the oil.

He was more focused when cooking, and completely forgot that there was a mobile phone on a stand in front of him.After the oil was hot, he cracked an egg into the pan, and skillfully waved the pan to turn the egg over.

The half-boiled poached egg drew a perfect arc in the air and then fell steadily into the pan.

The few viewers in the live broadcast room were shocked by this move.

After the poached eggs were fried, the eels were almost marinated. Di Ye poured oil into the pan and started frying the eels.

There were relatively few people in the live broadcast room, and Di Ye kept his head down while cooking and didn't talk or show his face. Gradually, some people felt bored and left the room, but the hand controllers were very excited, and they looked at the perfect pair of eyes without blinking. Impeccable hands shuttling between daily necessities, rice, oil and salt.

Di Ye poured the eel sauce on the rice with clear grains, and after finishing the side dishes, he added fried eggs. He finally remembered that he was still live broadcasting. He glanced at the flowers on the screen in surprise, and said in surprise : "There are really people watching."

The low magnetic sound that often confuses Lu Xun's seven meat and eight elements contains a very powerful lethality.There is a wonderful sense of charm in the voice, lazy and numb, and even surprise reveals a bit of carelessness.

I haven't waited for the voice controllers to explode/explode.

Di Ye has already turned off the live broadcast very simply, and happily prepared to start with two bowls of freshly baked eel rice.

Lu Xun stepped into the room at seven o'clock. He walked into the restaurant habitually. When he was about to sit down, he suddenly saw Di Ye's phone interface, which looked familiar.

He took a closer look—isn't this a live broadcast software developed by his company before!

His lover started live streaming again after selling insurance?

Lu Xun looked a little complicated.

He kept a complicated look and wrote down Di Ye's ID, and decided to give his lover the greatest support in his live broadcasting business.

As soon as this idea appeared, another bold idea suddenly popped up in his mind - I don't know if the live reward will make Di Ye's eyes pop up in red.