Tipping and cashback rewards, all the male idols are vying to make me the number one on their donati

Chapter 17 My bird can play games, do you believe it?
[My sister has a pet?]

It's actually quite good-looking.

[But why a parrot? I thought girls liked kittens and puppies.]

Shen Zhaoyi replied quickly: "I just happened to see it and bought it. As for cats and dogs, they're too much trouble. This one is much easier to manage."

As they were talking, the tycoon suddenly flapped his wings beside his food box.

Looks like they're hungry.

I added food as instructed by the shopkeeper and gave it a tube of electrolyte water. Worried that it might get bored in the cage, I also put all the toys I bought inside.

Only after doing all that did I see Han Ziyang's last question.

Sister, can it talk?

say?

It seems unlikely?

It's been back for so long, and apart from climbing around in its cage, it hasn't made a sound.

I took out my phone and searched it up. This variety is beautiful, friendly, and doesn't have the ability to mimic speech.

This did not align with Shen Zhaoyi's initial plan.

But looking at the little guy in the cage, intently eating sunflower seeds...

Oh well, since I've already bought it, I'll just take good care of it.

It's fine if it doesn't talk; you might even find it too noisy later on.

After chatting about parrots for a while, Han Ziyang was urged by his roommates to go to the cafeteria for lunch.

[Sister, I'm going to eat now. I'll find you to play games after evening self-study!]

Shen Zhaoyi replied with an "okay" emoji, put down her phone, and went over to release the little guy who had already eaten his fill.

The previous owner, wanting to save trouble, clipped its flight feathers, turning the once lovely little bird into a free-range chicken.

However, there's no need to worry about it flying away from the balcony.

I had a feeling it would rain when I went out in the afternoon, and now, dark clouds have already pressed down outside the window.

Shen Zhaoyi felt that this weather was the perfect match for hot pot.

Suddenly I remembered that the kitchen seems to have an automatic dishwasher.

Got it!

She quickly opened a Meituan app and selected a hot pot restaurant that offers self-cooking service.

Now you don't have to cut down items to reach the minimum spending requirement for a discount coupon; after selecting the ingredients you want to eat, you can pay quickly.

While waiting for the takeout to arrive, she ran to move the small coffee table from the other side of the living room to the French windows.

From this angle, there are no obstructions. If it rains, the raindrops hitting the glass create a unique and charming scene.

Just as I finished setting things up, the phone rang.

I took the insulated box and food container from the deliveryman and laid them out on the coffee table.

Just as the pot reached a boil, the rain began to fall.

Shen Zhaoyi sat cross-legged on the carpet, dipped the blanched beef slices in the sauce, and with just one bite, the tenderness made her squint her eyes.

The wealthy man seemed very interested in the aroma of the hot pot. He slowly moved closer and climbed onto her shoulder, staring at her mouth.

"You can't eat this," Shen Zhaoyi said with a smile, tapping her beak. "Be careful it doesn't turn into spicy chicken."

Outside the window, lightning flashed and thunder roared, but inside, the atmosphere was warm and welcoming.

The raindrops mingled with the bubbling sound of the hot pot, creating a strangely harmonious feeling.

The meal was eaten very slowly.

By the time I put the dishes in the dishwasher, it was already 9:30 p.m.

The phone screen lit up; it was a message from Han Ziyang.

Hey sis, I'm at the dorm! Want to play games?

【Hold on. 】

Shen Zhaoyi went to the bathroom to wash her face and change out of her smelly clothes before settling into the sofa and starting the game.

As soon as I entered the homepage, Han Ziyang's team invitation popped up.

"elder sister!"

As soon as I entered the team, I heard the other team members excitedly calling my name.

It was a bit noisy on his end; the background noise was filled with his roommate typing on a keyboard.

No wonder they don't stream at night.

Shen Zhaoyi adjusted her posture and waited for him to start.

"Sister, do you want to go all out or play it safe and develop your strength?" Han Ziyang asked her for her opinion on the plane.

Shen Zhaoyi glanced at the map; it was a death route, and it seemed like it didn't matter where she jumped.

"Either is fine, it's up to you."

After saying that, she selected the follow-up skydive option. After landing, they entered the same housing area as another team.

Just as Shen Zhaoyi picked up a gun, she heard footsteps coming from downstairs.

"Yangzai, someone's here."

"wait for me."

Han Ziyang responded as he crept toward the room where she was.

Hearing the other person go upstairs, Shen Zhaoyi was just about to confront them at the corner when...
Suddenly, a loud "boom" of thunder came from outside, and along with lightning, a burst of bullets landed on Shen Zhaoyi's character.

"Um...it's thundering here..."

She looked away from the window, somewhat annoyed.

Why are you looking up at this crucial moment?!

"It's okay, sister, I'm here for you!"

Han Ziyang controlled his character, entered the house, accurately knocked down the opponent, and then casually finished off the entire team with a grenade.

Shen Zhaoyi's perspective has switched to spectating.

The tycoon had somehow climbed onto the sofa. Curious about everything, it stepped on the arm and pecked at the screen with its mouth.

"Sister, what's that noise over there?" Han Ziyang asked curiously when he heard the "thump-thump" sound coming from the microphone.

"Uh..." Watching the tycoon relentlessly poking the character's head, Shen Zhaoyi was speechless. "Would you believe me if I said the parrot was playing a game?"

Han Ziyang burst into laughter.

"I believe you, I believe everything you say, sister!"

Shen Zhaoyi remained noncommittal.

With one person and one bird as spectators, Han Ziyang ultimately won the game with 12 kills.

When the checkout screen popped up, Shen Zhaoyi glanced at the intensifying rain outside the window and said, "How about we stop here for tonight? The thunder is too loud here."

"No, please!" Han Ziyang hurriedly said, "With me here, nothing will happen. Sister, you can just lie there!"

With a deliberate desire to perform well, he focused intently on the next few matches.

Just as he said, Shen Zhaoyi didn't do much.

A complete win without lifting a finger.

Aside from the thunder outside, the main problem was that the rich guy was constantly causing trouble.

Looking at her account that had risen two ranks, Shen Zhaoyi felt that it was about time.

She hadn't forgotten that Han Ziyang had said he was preparing for the postgraduate entrance exam and that playing games was fine in moderation. He was also busy with live streaming during the day, so she shouldn't disturb his rest.

"That's enough for tonight, you should go to sleep early."

Shen Zhaoyi greeted him and then logged out of the game.

After returning the wealthy man to his cage and turning off the living room lights, I went back to my bedroom to wash up.

These past few days have been mostly eating and sleeping, interspersed with playing games and live streaming—it's been pretty decadent.

But it was surprisingly enjoyable!

No wonder so many people like to stay at home.

She never dared to imagine such a life before.

Thanks to the system.

Back in bed, Shen Zhaoyi brought up the system's reward panel and saw that she still had more than 100,000 yuan in rewards left that day. She then opened the SO website.

The first things that popped up were two private messages and a follow-back notification.

It is a nightingale.

"Boss, thank you for the gift today, it's too much trouble."

Would you mind exchanging contact information?

The proper and unassuming attitude, neither obsequious nor aloof, made Shen Zhaoyi feel very comfortable.

After sending the number, she clicked on Nightingale's profile picture and found that in addition to basic information, there was also a gift wall on the homepage.

This is very similar to the exhibition hall of Douyin (TikTok).

Each gift icon will also have the giver's portrait on it, and the person with the most gifts will be given a title.

I glanced at it and saw that quite a few people were giving gifts to the nightingale.

However, there were very few large gifts; the last time I received a gift was a month ago.

Shen Zhaoyi was somewhat puzzled.

Given the characteristics of a nightingale's voice, it shouldn't be this desolate.

Could it be that the other person has a bad character?

Or something else...

(End of this chapter)