[? ? Hahaha, am I right? Express delivery from Emperor Star!]
[So An An is a rich man? ? !]
[An installation has failed! ! The road to pretending to be poor is very bumpy!]
[Pretend to be poor and the road is long, come on! !]
Zhu Qing'an was dumbfounded: "..."
He was dressed in rags, and now he was carrying an Emperor Star Express that was full of money in his arms. It looks very abrupt.
Zhu Qing'an: No, I'm not, I haven't...
He slowly came to his senses, and his first reaction was that the courier was sent by a man with a piece of paper. Let's not talk about why the paper man sent a courier, but why did the courier deliver it when he was pretending to be poor?
The impoverished persona he had managed so hard to create... Maybe it was ruined in one fell swoop.
He frowned tightly, his cheeks flushed with anger, and the courier in his hand was as hot as a potato. He had to ask the paper man to find out, otherwise... the path of pretending to be poor in the future would be so bumpy that one can imagine it.
Danmaku looked at his idol's distressed appearance because of his failure to pretend to be poor, and he was even more hahaha.
[Rich people*try hard to pretend to be poor*Zhu Qingan's troubles hahahaha]
[This is the first time I saw someone worrying about being too rich!]
[An'an, don't be discouraged! Come on pretending to be poor! Tomorrow, you are the poorest BOY here!]
At the same time, Li Tianqiu's mood on the other side was completely different from before.
He stared at the courier that was sent from Emperor Star and was also specially escorted, his face was ashen, and his mood was complicated.
Didn't the information he found say that Zhu Qing'an's family was in a difficult situation? Why did you receive such a courier
…Why did Zhu Qing'an still show a very ordinary and calm look.
what happened
Li Tianqiu's eyes looking at Zhu Qing'an are no longer contempt, but more... blank doubt... and jealousy.
Zhu Qing'an packed the precious courier in the sack for picking up garbage. He broke into a cold sweat, cleared his mind, and explained to his shocked and admiring fans: "This express... just pretend everyone didn't see it. I will continue to pretend to be poor."
The poor cannot fail!
[Haha touch An'an, we pretend we didn't see it! You are the poorest! [dog head]]
[Our An An is the poorest boy~[狗头]]
[It is you who are the poorest [狗头]]
A large group of dog-headed emojis means that netizens will never forget this scene, and they are even deeply impressed.
Zhu Qing'an: "..."
He is very poor and has no house to live in.
Fortunately, there are many broken cardboard boxes in this community, which can accommodate one person.
Zhu Qing'an found a broken cardboard box, dragged a sack, and sheltered in it.
This variety show is the same as last time, every day the artists are given some private time, and they can turn off the live broadcast.
Zhu Qing'an turned off the live broadcast with a snap, her calm expression instantly collapsed.
He gritted his teeth, and his cheeks became more and more red. He opened the game and asked the paper man to find out—
[Welcome to "False Love"!]
"Qin Hengyi!"
The angry boy, before the other party could react, said loudly: "You... sent me things again... Why do you always send me things? Can you stop sending them! I don't need these things!"
It is not the biggest reason that the things sent by the paper man make his poor people's establishment unstable.
He has never been used to accepting precious things from people he doesn't know well, let alone a paper man who doesn't exist.
Zhu Qing'an guessed that Qin Hengyi couldn't understand that he was participating in a variety show, so he didn't explain the ins and outs of his anger. He just kept complaining that the man sent him something.
Like a kitten that blows fur at its owner.
Indeed, his soft juvenile voice, no matter what he said, sounded like a little milk cat meowing.
Qin Hengyi: "..."
... Why... are you angry
Did you not like what he bought
still…
Qin Hengyi couldn't figure out the child's inner world.
But despite this, Qin Hengyi still chose to coax the children first.
He smiled helplessly, and to Zhu Qing'an who was in a ball of anger, said softly: "Okay, don't be angry. I just don't send you anything in the future."
The mouth is so coaxing...
The man frowned slightly, staring at the teenager off the screen
Teenagers are poorer than ever.
Dressed in rags, a garbage bag was dragging beside him, and a tattered cardboard box was behind him.
Body shape... getting thinner and thinner.
It may be that there is not enough to eat.
Surely this kid wants to be self-reliant? Don't want to be helped by yourself
Qin Hengyi clicked his tongue and shook his head reproachfully.
Sending things will definitely be sent, and help is also needed. And to help heavily—
This kid hurt him so much.
Zhu Qing'an was very happy when he heard the man agree to his request not to send anything.
"Hiss—" Zhu Qing'an was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a pain in her legs.
Before he had time to control the game, he lowered his head to check his legs.
When he came here, he walked a lot, and he didn't bring shoes and the road was difficult.
His white and tender feet had already scratched some blisters, and when they were pricked by sand and stones, the blisters immediately turned into glowing red abrasion marks.
He rubbed his feet subconsciously, and retracted the injured foot.
All of this was seen by the man.
The man's expression became more and more complicated.
The young man didn't know that Qin Hengyi accidentally saw his feet, so he said goodbye to the other hastily and turned off the game.
But the young man endured the pain and suffering, and pretended to say goodbye with a light smile as if nothing had happened...which made Qin Hengyi's heart ache even more.
My heart was pulled into a ball, and I couldn't open it anymore.
The crew has an emergency medical team there.
Zhu Qing'an called the optical brain communication and asked the staff to bring him ointment and new shoes.
The blisters on the soles of the feet are not a serious injury, just rub some medicine and it will heal after a while.
Homeless *Zhu Qing'an huddled in a cardboard box, pitifully recuperating from her injuries.
He opened a software called download in the optical brain.
With this software, you can check the fan value of the other three artists who participated in the variety show with him, and compare it with your own fan value.
See who is currently the most popular in this variety show
But Zhu Qing'an doesn't hold out hope for her popularity.
The other three artists are all higher than themselves, and the highest is even a popular actress who just won the Hundred Flowers Award.
He knew with his nose that the least popular person in this variety show must be himself.
He opened the software calmly and checked the popularity ranking...
next second.
Zhu Qing'an is not calm anymore.
——The name of Zhu Qing'an was impressively written on the first place, and the popularity value exceeded ten million, leaving the second place by a street.
Zhu Qing'an: "???"
Isn't it normal...? He's just a rookie.
He exited and opened it again, but the ranking did not change.
Zhu Qing'an suddenly remembered something and opened Weibo.
really.
He tried his best to play the role of a poor person, but suddenly received an expensive Emperor Star Express.
On Weibo hot search.
Netizens also hahahaha made a group.
At the same time, I also made a lot of emoticons.
There is a screenshot of the impoverished young man Zhu Qingan holding a package full of money, with a puzzled look on his face. Coupled with the text: [Who am I? where am I? Shouldn't I be a ghetto teenager?][At a young age, I have suffered the distress and confusion brought about by money.]
There was also Zhu Qing'an who came back to his senses and looked at the shocked look of Emperor Star Express: [I'm not! I don't! I am the poorest!][I beg you! Let me be a poor man!]
Popularity is certainly brought.
But the impoverished character that Zhu Qing'an worked so hard to play also collapsed.
Zhu Qing'an: "..."
But it's okay, at least the paper man won't send himself anything anymore.
He can break it back with acting skills.
Zhu Qing'an comforted herself.
He turned off the optical brain, embraced the small blanket and quilt sent by the crew, and rested in the cardboard box for a while.
When he woke up again, it was almost evening.
This impoverished neighborhood is generally quiet, but at this moment it is surprisingly noisy—
Zhu Qingan frowned.
But then, he suddenly remembered that this point was the day when Xiao Ruiyu came to visit the crew.
That was his most respected and admired senior, his male god.
Of course he couldn't miss this opportunity to meet.
Zhu Qing'an dragged the garbage bag, stood up, and rushed to the crew to meet the male god.
At the same time, you can also pick up some garbage on the road and sell it for food.
In order to restore the reality of poor life in variety shows, if nothing unexpected happens, artists are usually asked to make money for their own food.
Zhu Qing'an is very serious, picking up trash while walking.
A plastic jar can be sold for five cents, and if you pick up a few more, you can buy a toffee...
Zhu Qing'an was completely immersed in her own poverty-stricken personality.
He didn't notice Xiao Ruiyu, who he wanted to meet all the time, came near him by no means.
Wearing a well-tailored black overcoat, the dark-haired man was tall and stern.
He was naturally surrounded by many people who wanted to curry favor with him.
Of course, Li Tianqiu is one of them.
Li Tianqiu violated the rules of variety shows openly and no longer played the role of poor people. He was wearing a pair of off-the-shoulder short-sleeves and shorts that were short to the hips. He also put on some makeup, and he was looking at Xiao Ruiyu, the new actor he wanted to curry favor with, with a smile.
"Brother Xiao, let me tell you, I bought a new house, another day, would you like to visit my house?"
"Brother Xiao, I have accepted a web drama, you must support me."
Xiao Ruiyu ignored Li Tianqiu, only feeling that the perfume on the other party was unpleasant.
He walked straight forward until he accidentally saw Zhu Qing'an who was picking up trash.
His steps then stopped.
Li Tianqiu found that Xiao Ruiyu was staring at Zhu Qing'an, he panicked immediately, and quickly splashed dirty water: "The person you saw...is Zhu Qing'an. He is a guy who can't even be regarded as an artist. He has no good personality and his family is very poor. Maybe participating in this variety show is to curry favor with Brother Xiao.…”
Just as Li Tianqiu finished speaking, the rough voice of the security guard came from behind: "Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"
Everyone got out of the way, but soon, they couldn't hold back for an instant.
— One after another, Huasite luxury suspension vehicles drove into the gates of dilapidated, narrow and poor communities.
The Huasite suspension vehicle is a vehicle specially used to escort imperial figures.
Everyone... looked at the graceful black suspension car, which stopped beside Zhu Qing'an.
one... two... three...
Zhu Qing'an finally collected enough money to buy a small bread, and heaved a sigh of relief.
He had already turned on the live broadcast optical computer, making sure that the netizens saw how poor he was picking up garbage to make money for food.
He has to work hard to stabilize the poor people! !
At the same time, he also saw many good cars parked beside him.
But he just looked at the group of luxury cars enviously, and passed by silently.
Zhu Qing'an: Humble.
But he is still very happy in his heart, maybe the luxury cars passing by can make him even poorer, and he can stay in the poor person in the eyes of netizens.
He didn't go far, a middle-aged man wearing a housekeeper's uniform got off one of the cars, walked slowly to his side, and said respectfully:
"Mr. Zhu. Your foot is injured, and Mr. Qin sent us to pick you up."
"Get in the car, please. Where is your home...?"
The entire empire audience on the live broadcast saw this scene.
Xiao Ruiyu also saw the luxury car group and Zhu Qing'an.
The black-haired boy was dressed in rags and was dragging a bulging garbage bag. His white and tender face was dusty, much like a boy from a slum.
Compared with the group of luxurious and handsome luxury cars, it looks extremely abrupt.
But the housekeeper who walked down from the group of luxury cars treated Zhu Qing'an very respectfully...
Xiao Ruiyu, who didn't know Zhu Qing'an's current situation, immediately made up his mind
——Zhu Qing'an is very rich, but he doesn't like the rich life of paper fans and drunkenness, but likes the simple and clean poor life. Therefore, behind the back of his family, he joined the variety show of pretending to be poor, hoping to experience what he dreamed of.
But he was still discovered by his family, who sent a car to pick him up forcefully.
Xiao Ruiyu looked at the black-haired boy with complex eyes, even with a little affection...
Under Li Tianqiu's astonished gaze after being slapped in the face, he said softly:
"His name is Zhu Qing'an? I like such a young man who is persistent in his pursuit of simplicity."
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Zhu Qing'an: I am so angry that I can't poke glutinous rice dumplings.
Qin Hengyi: I have a big baby that can poke you open. Where to poke from