And the other side.
After spending an afternoon, Lin Rouye discussed the funeral process with Uncle Wang's family.
From the decoration of the memorial site to the feng shui selection of the cemetery, she completed it one by one.
Because it is a wedding or funeral, it is held in a grand manner, and you can earn about 8,000 yuan through this.
This amount of money may not seem like much, but for Lin Rou now, it is already a timely help, enough to maintain the store's expenses in the next few months.
After a busy afternoon, when she returned to the store, she slumped down on the sofa and remained motionless.
I took out my phone and wanted to order some takeout to treat myself.
But just opened the screen.
At the top of the screen, dozens of red dots caught her attention.
"Huh? What's going on?"
After clicking in, various background messages immediately attracted his attention.
"173 users including Baiyi Guojiang are following you!"
“Your comment under Brother Yu Yu’s video on social media has received new likes!”
Good guy.
Lin Rou didn't expect that her comments on other people's videos would go viral.
Could it be that Brother Yu realized that he was not going to die soon and planned to prepare funeral services in advance?
Thinking of this, Lin Rou immediately clicked in.
The page jumps to the street bombing video.
In the video, Zhao Xinyu waved his hands twice on the side of the road, then got on his motorcycle and started driving down the street.
But the video is not the point, the point is the comments.
After clicking into the comment area and taking a look, Lin Rou understood what happened.
No wonder it’s so popular. After a long time of doing this, my comment was pinned to the top by someone else!
Under her comment, there are countless netizens leaving messages.
"Good guy! Doing business has made Douyin come up!"
"Is even the funeral industry involved in involution these days?"
"Master, I would like to ask, is the one-stop service real? Is it what I think?"
"Can you please burn a handsome male star for me after I die?"
...
Seeing these comments, Lin Rou was immediately amused by the troll netizens.
Of course, in addition to some netizens who are teasing and joking, there are also some spirited young people who are angrily complaining below.
However, whether it was the ridiculing netizens or the angry young man, Lin Rou didn't take it seriously.
She felt helpless.
I'm really here to do business, why do you all think I'm joking?
But the explanation is unclear.
No matter what she said, netizens would think he was just joking.
Lin Rou thought for a while and continued to type a comment below.
"There are tens of millions of roads, safety is the first priority, driving is not regulated, and my loved ones will burst into tears!"
Although she is in the dead business.
But I wouldn’t say that for the sake of doing business, I wish others would die.
Besides, she and "Brother Yu from society" are thousands of miles away, so even if they do business, they can't do it.
With the idea that saving a life was better than building a seven-level pagoda, Lin Rou gave her final advice.
certainly.
Whether the other party will listen or not is none of her business.
The two of them couldn't get along, and Lin Rou didn't have the time to dissuade her too much.
And as the old saying goes, good words can't persuade a damn person to die. If the other person really wants to die, there's nothing she can do about it.
After leaving a message again.
She checked her phone for a while, and then continued busy with her work after finishing the takeaway.
Just when Lin Rou was busy organizing funeral arrangements for Uncle Wang.
at the same time.
In a certain county town, Zhao Xinyu and a group of friends were preparing to bomb the streets.
A group of them stood on the roadside with colorful ghost motorcycles beside them, ready to set off at any time.
In the process of waiting.
Zhao Xinyu struck up a conversation with several people next to him.
"Brother Yu, there was news from Lao Li just now, saying that the traffic police will strictly investigate the street bombing tonight! Otherwise, our plan for tonight will be cancelled, right?"
One of the energetic guys with dyed green hair said.
Hearing this, Zhao Xinyu glanced at the other party disdainfully.
Lao Li is also one of their group of spirited young men, and he is very well-informed.
He said that there will be a strict traffic police inspection tonight, which means there is a high probability that traffic police will come.
But why is Zhao Xinyu afraid of this?
I saw him grabbing two handfuls of colorful hair and saying in a very pretentious tone: "Traffic police? Just come. When has your brother Yu ever been afraid of those things? With my newly modified will-o'-the-wisp, maybe I can still play with it. As for the traffic police, if you post it online, it will definitely go viral!"
After he finished speaking, others around him also agreed.
Brother Yu kept encouraging him by saying something "Brother Yu" was awesome.
Anyway, they are not the ones risking their lives. Besides, they also want to use Zhao Xinyu to become popular on the Internet.
In this case, it was natural to encourage and go along with it.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, the green-haired boy sighed helplessly and said nothing more.
that's all.
The time soon came to half past eleven.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Zhao Xinyu ordered one of the boys to hold a camera next to him and take pictures.
He first stood on the roadside, wearing a set of Wangzi tights and shaking his hands.
After shaking hands, I got on the ghost motorcycle again and was ready to go.
After unscrewing the throttle.
The engine suddenly erupted with a rumbling sound.
A huge noise sounded, and Zhao Xinyu seemed to have been greatly stimulated, and his whole person became excited.
Not to mention the group of boys around him, all of them kept shouting that Brother Yu was powerful, and wished to encourage Zhao Xinyu to start blowing up the streets right now.
that's all.
Zhao Xinyu tightened the accelerator, released the brake, and sprinted out like a will-o'-the-wisp.
While driving, he still held his mobile phone in his left hand and kept taking selfies.
There were several other motorcycles following behind, and they all took out their mobile phones and kept taking pictures.
In order to achieve the best video effect, Zhao Xinyu has always adopted this multi-camera shooting method.
But soon, an accident happened.
His motorcycle was newly modified and the engine was replaced, so it was very fast.
The younger brothers behind him couldn't catch up, so they all shouted helplessly.
"Brother Yu, drive slower, we can't keep up!"
"Yes, Brother Yu, and it's not safe to drive too fast!"
"Brother Yu, wait for us!"
Hearing the shouts of the younger brothers behind him, Zhao Xinyu not only did not slow down, but showed an even more disdainful smile on his face.
"Made, you're just a waste! You can't catch up with me at this speed?"
After whispering a curse.
He accelerated again, took out his cell phone with his left hand and continued filming.
While filming, he kept mumbling.
"Brothers, the will-o'-the-wisp is blowing up the streets. I just want to ask if you are handsome?"
