Bai Su feels that there have been a lot of activities in the community recently.
He is a member of a community owner group. This group occasionally sends notices about water and power outages, or some quarrels between neighbors occur. Most of the time, it is silent.
But it's different these days.
Baisu once again received a notification from all members of Aite. He opened it and saw that it was a new lecture on anti-fraud propaganda.
He still remembers the first time he received Aite. He didn't want to go, but community workers came to the door the next day.
The other party said that he went door-to-door looking for residents who could join the publicity meeting. As soon as he heard that Baisu was doing live broadcasts and did not have to go to work, he immediately grabbed Baisu's hand.
"Save the children, come to the publicity lecture to make up the numbers!"
The handshake that exceeded the social distance allowed Bai Su's pupils to shrink, and he pulled his hand back.
The young community worker also realized that he was too presumptuous and scratched his head in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I've been asking all morning, and you're the only one who might be free."
Bai Su rubbed his hands and responded under the eager eyes of the community staff.
Then, the next day, he arrived at the activity room where the publicity meeting was held. Facing a room full of elderly people, he slowly typed a question mark.
Doesn’t it mean that no one needs him to make up the numbers?
At this time, the community worker immediately came over and explained in a low voice: "You are a young person, and it will not look good to take pictures with all the old people."
Bai Su reluctantly believed it and found a seat to sit down.
When the speaker was waiting on the makeshift podium, Bai Su had the idea of leaving.
Why is it him again?
Xia Chengyin, who had short hair, stood on top. When he glanced down, he met Bai Su's eyes.
Then, Officer Xia smiled brightly at him.
This was the first time, and there were many community promotion activities afterwards, all of which also featured Xia Chengyin.
Bai Su asked the community worker who was familiar with him after meeting him several times and found out that this person had just been transferred to the police station within his jurisdiction.
The goal is too obvious.
Bai Su guessed his purpose.
Even though the other party's intentions were clear, Bai Su didn't mind attending a few more times as he was offered a very suitable gift - special delicacies from various places.
But not today.
Bai Su declined the invitation from community worker Xiao Jiang. When asked what happened, he said: "I have a live broadcast job and I have made an appointment with the fans."
Community worker Xiao Jiang: "Okay... then Mr. Bai, work hard, and I will save you a gift for attending the meeting!"
Bai Su instantly felt that this human being was a good person.
…
The live broadcast is the self-service hot pot eating broadcast that was previously arranged with fans.
In fact, it has been postponed several times, and it is really difficult to delay it any longer.
Bai Su chose the subway as a means of travel. He wanted to try his luck to see if he could meet the ghost subway again, but he obviously failed.
Bai Su licked the roots of his teeth regretfully, still savoring the fragrance.
After getting off the subway, the mall happened to be on the weekend and there was a lot of traffic.
And that self-service hotpot restaurant has been open for a while, and you still have to wait in line.
Bai Su silently took the number and waited outside. During the period, he posted a message announcing that he would be broadcasting live later.
The newly opened store was so popular that the lunch rush coincided with the weekend, so he had to wait for more than 40 minutes for his turn.
After entering the store, Bai Su was guided to a seat aside.
He looked around and saw that there were screens all around, so it wouldn't be very conspicuous when he would be broadcasting a meal later.
So he set up his mobile phone, turned on the live broadcast, and started ordering amid the influx of fans urging him to do so.
Bai Su said while watching the barrage: "The bottom of the pot... the bottom of the pot... this sukiyaki pot? Oh, it comes from foreign countries? Try it, don't want the spicy one today, and try the tomato pot."
After choosing the pot, Baisu called the waiter. When asked what buffet stall he wanted to eat, he chose the most expensive one, and then said, "Please serve all the dishes first."
The waiter felt that he heard wrongly and asked again with a smile: "Sir, what did you say?"
Bai Su repeated: "Take all the dishes from the most expensive stalls... Oh, forget it, you can order via mobile phone, right?"
Even though he was unfamiliar with the operation, Bai Su successfully scanned the QR code on the corner of the table and ordered all the dishes in front of the waiter.
No taboos, just order when available.
The waiter still had a polite and polite business smile. She reminded: "Guest, our store has too many leftover dishes and we need to pay for it. You can take a look at the details..."
The barrage flooded the screen after hearing the waiter's words, saying that she knew nothing about Bai Su's appetite.
Bai Su nodded perfunctorily, indicating that he understood.
Seeing that the guest has made up his mind, the waiter naturally doesn't want to disturb him. He just asks other colleagues to pay attention to the table in the corner. If a lot of money is really wasted, he should remind the guest again.
However, her worries did not materialize.
Within the limited time limit of the buffet, Baisu could finish all the food delivered by the waiter within ten minutes.
It's obviously Fengjuan Canyun's way of eating, but paired with Bai Su's face, it makes people want to eat it with their index fingers.
The black-haired young man had a smile on his face and hummed a few songs while eating happily.
A few untuned syllables reached the audience's ears amidst the roaring sound of bubbles. In an instant, the consciousness of all the audience left themselves for a moment.
A blurry and abstract picture appeared in front of our eyes, followed by a harsh and rapid electric sound that called everyone back, and everyone felt tinnitus.
No one thought anything was wrong. Fans and viewers just felt that the quality of the mobile phone used by Bai Su for live broadcast was too poor, and they hoped that he would change to a new device in the future.
Bai Su smiled and replied: "It's easy to say, I will change it when I make money."
[Liar, I bought so many gifts and I didn’t see you change them, Xiaobai. ]
[Obviously I went to buy food, the anchor is so poor. ]
[Only Xiaobai, who has a huge appetite, needs to change equipment every year and month! ]
[Hey, wasn’t there a garbled guy who wanted to reward me before? ]
[Oh, um, didn’t the official announcement say that the user’s account was hacked and he spent money from his account to reward many anchors within a week, so he has been banned! ]
[Poor Xiaobai didn’t get any money after playing the game, but Xiaobai was also very scared...hehe. ]
The last barrage opened some taboo topic. Bai Su glanced at it and quickly looked away, feeling once again the horror and diversity of human beings.
Baisu ate for a while, and after drinking his seventh drink, he felt it was time to go to the bathroom.
After saying hello to the barrage, Bai Su asked the waiter to check his phone for him, stood up and left the camera.
The anchor left but the live broadcast was not interrupted. The audience continued to chat and laugh until the mobile phone radio picked up some different sounds.
[Is there any noise outside? Is it radio? ]
[There are many people running. What happened? ? ]
The audience was limited by the live broadcast perspective and could only hear but not see. The chaotic voices, collisions, and noises gradually faded away. They were still worried about why Yu Baisu hadn't come back yet.
[Did you just follow him? Don't have your phone? ]
[You couldn’t have gone to the bathroom and didn’t hear it! ]
[Everyone, I live very close to there, I just heard...]
The last viewer's barrage was blocked before it was finished. The viewers who were still in the live broadcast room only heard a snap, and the lights in the entire restaurant went out.
A few seconds later, the pale lights came back on, and the mobile phone that had the live broadcast on was disconnected from the Internet.
Gulu, Gulu.
The hot hot pot was still steaming, but what was tumbling in the pot was no longer the ordinary food.
It was as if I had come to another world, with broken hands and limbs, and rolling eyeballs rising from the soup, and turning little by little to the west side of the shop.
That's where the restroom is.
