180: Chapter 69 He viciously zood in on a specific area of the live broadcast room_2 180: Chapter 69 He viciously zood in on a specific area of the live broadcast room_2 Graduates from general majors have always struggled to find employnt, and after graduation, most of Zhang Weiqi’s classmates left the island of Egret.
As a local of Egret Island, he stayed here.
Although the pay wasn’t great, working 996, Zhang Weiqi was actually quite satisfied.
At least he could rest one day a week, which was nice.
In the short video app, one thigh after another appeared and then vanished, and within Zhang Weiqi, there wasn’t much of a ripple.
On that face, drained by overnight shifts and exhaustion—a paleness set in—it was numbness after being crushed by the world.
‘Hm?
Cheng Daqi is livestreaming?
Is he okay?’
He had a deep impression of this old classmate of his.
Back then, when Cheng Daqi wanted to borrow money, Zhang Weiqi sent him two hundred, but Cheng Daqi refused and instead told him to bet on IG winning the championship.
Zhang Weiqi felt this experience was a bit like a plot from a novel.
The protagonist in the novel encounters a fortuitous adventure, while he t the oddball Cheng Daqi.
‘Could it be that I’m the protagonist of a novel?’
But this thought was too chuunibyou, so he never shared it with anyone.
These past few days he felt glad he hadn’t shared it, because it seed like Cheng Daqi suddenly vanished into thin air.
Not a single update on social dia or the short video app.
Zhang Weiqi saw in the comnts that many people were guessing that Cheng Daqi had died.
Now seeing Cheng Daqi still livestreaming, the anxiety he felt also dissipated.
Though they weren’t best pals, Zhang Weiqi was willing to lend Cheng Daqi money, he did consider him a friend.
‘What a crappy profile picture, you’re in Arica, yet you use the Hua Country flag, why bother?’
As a fan of Cheng Daqi, Zhang Weiqi directly entered Cheng Daqi’s livestream.
The cara was currently on Temir and Zhao Hongjin, with Cheng Daqi calling out in English for his friends to try the food made by Elder Li.
Most users on the short video platform are young and know a bit of English.
Zhang Weiqi, the pure laborer, couldn’t understand English at all.
However, by reading others’ comnts, he more or less understood what Cheng Daqi was saying.
“Wasn’t this guy dead?
Why did he post a video with the caption ‘party ti, lots of beauties’, what’s going on?”
“Why do you care so much?
Just enjoy looking at the girls, stop blabbing.”
“What he ant probably is: ‘My friend is a chef, he’s made Hua Country cuisine today, it tastes really good, we’re all friends, so I’m inviting everyone to eat.’
“Yikes, he’s speaking English, how are you translating like a chezumi’s interpreter?
Does English even have a translation for ‘really good’?”
“Zabudo de la, those who know, know; English is a high-level language, if you don’t understand it, just stop watching!”
“That chick looks fierce, so white, and she’s wearing Lolita, so kawaii.”
“You chezumi, scram!”
“Airborne bro, that’s a dryad’s dress, you don’t know shit, the Lolita we n wear doesn’t look like that.”
All sorts of people gathered in the livestream room—those looking for fun, trolls, ordinary passersby, cross-dressers, and various deities taking turns to appear.
Their comnts were so interesting, Zhang Weiqi laughed heartily.
He took out his pack of cigarettes, pulled out a crumpled one, and lit it with a smile.
The cara shifted, and with Cheng Daqi’s movent, Lisa appeared in the livestream room.
The blonde girl was wearing a light pogranate red dress, looking at Cheng Daqi with a resigned expression.
Naturally, the audience in the livestream noticed this beautiful girl, especially with her expression being so adorable.
Puffed up with a bit of indignant teeth-gritting, but overall still with a hint of a smile.
Quite the charmingly contradictory moe.
Noticing Lisa’s neckline was a bit low, Zhang Weiqi stretched out his hand, pulling with two fingers, and severely and precisely zood in on the particular part of the livestream room.
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“What’s wrong, Lisa?”
Holding the phone, Cheng Daqi asked, noticing the blonde girl’s expression.
Lisa stepped forward, generously bringing her neckline close to all the viewers of the livestream.
Thankfully, she was a proper girl and the height of her neckline was actually quite normal, so there was no worry that their livestream would be shut down for the ti being.
“Chan, Mi’er and that new girl Zhao have shown up in the sa dress, she’s already blown up, you can tell by her expression,” Lisa murmured.
Cheng Daqi knew that wearing the sa outfit could be awkward, but he didn’t expect Temir to blow up again today.
Sister, you just exploded on yesterday.
“I didn’t notice, she looks quite happy, doesn’t she?”
Cheng Daqi observed for a few seconds and saw that Temir and Zhao Hongjin were still chatting and laughing.
“Don’t you know how petty she can be?
Look at her, laughing again, is the amplitude the sa as last ti?
She’s very good at disguising her emotions, but the more she does, the more it shows she is fuming inside.”
The blonde girl analyzed softly.
That was when Cheng Daqi realized, just as Lisa said, Temir was indeed ‘steady.’
Chatting and joking, every expression was carefully trained for social interactions, with no real positive emotion.
“What do we do now?”
Preparing a party is not easy, Cheng Daqi wanted to cry.
“Don’t know, maybe you should have a proper talk with Mi’er.”
Lisa pursed her lips, sotis she too would get fed up with Temir’s bad temper.
We’re all pretty girls, why should I put up with you?
“Got it, first say hi to the friends in the livestream, I used your dance as bait.”
Cheng Daqi nodded, motioning for Lisa to co in front of the cara.
That was when he noticed the comnts in the livestream had exploded.
‘She spoke too fast, I couldn’t translate, sothing like *****, then the host asked her what he should do, and then let the nice lady co on cara to greet everyone.’
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