The young educated youth is the king of melon eating

"Yes, this is the surprise that Fat Dafu prepared for you, including me, Dafu, as part of the surprise."

As Baituanzi spoke, Chinese characters appeared on the light screen, and Baituanzi bounced along with the bytes.

"Okay, okay, but don't call me Fu Fu. Call me Pang Pang. It's more in line with your temperament and image."

Shen Lulu was definitely out of her sense of humor. Since she couldn't harm Fatty himself, harming the little pet she created was considered a small revenge.

"Okay, listen to the host."

Fu Fu, oh no, it’s Pang Pang from now on, it won’t say it out loud. When making the cute pet program, Fat Da Fu reserved the right to change the name. It seems that she knows a little about her host.

"Then let's get back to the point. Please introduce your functions and roles."

Shen Lulu was still quite curious. After all, it was the first time she encountered something beyond her cognition.

"Just like my name, any gossip you hear within your hearing range, no matter what form it is, will become gossip points. Gossip points do not have to be accumulated forever. Gossip points can be used to purchase things in the system. The system contains everything."

At this time, Pangpang is the most qualified salesman, with a look of "please, please ...

There is nothing difficult to understand. As a bookworm for many years, I have rich theoretical experience and I don’t have any questions.

After all, the current melon-eating point is 0.

She couldn't afford to buy anything. She just looked through the shelves and found everything she needed, including quilts, pillows, clothes, quilt covers, pots and pans.

It makes up for the regret of not being able to enter the department store area.

Since they can all be bought, Shen Lulu is no longer in a hurry.

“Is this mall considered space? Can things from outside be put in? Will the things put in expire?”

Shen Lulu was still quite curious about this. After all, from what she had read in the original article, she had always wanted to own the heroine's space. This was a matter of murder and robbery. No, no, no, it was a must-have for home and travel.

"It's a primary space, so everything you put in there looks fresh and won't go bad or rot. But you can't bring any living things in, there's no spiritual spring, and you can't plant anything. But the live chickens and ducks you bought from the system can be stored here with me."

"It sounds like she's far worse than other heroines. She's almost trying to become an immortal," Shen Lulu said, not being advanced enough.

"But you have an extra fat Ben than them."

The white face was twisted and timid, and two blushes appeared just right on his fat face. It seemed that his skin was still a little thin.

Shen Lulu didn't continue teasing it. It was getting late, and it was time for Shen Lu to go home. She had to think about how to make the first move and become famous.

Shen's father was an ordinary worker in a steel factory, earning 28.5 yuan a month, and Shen's mother was a temporary worker in a textile factory, earning 19 yuan.

Although it is a temporary job, ordinary people are still scrambling to get it.

There are many people and few jobs in cities now. Every job has its own position, and when one job leaves, there are many others waiting to take its place.

Shen's mother gave birth to two daughters and one son. Shen Lu was the second child. She had an older sister, Shen Ping, and a younger brother, Shen Jiabao, who was less than two years younger than her.

Shen Ping has already married, and has no contact with her family since her marriage. She feels more disgusted with this family.

As the first child, a girl, Shen's mother did not love her very much. She started to clean up the dishes, wipe the table and boil water when she was two or three years old.

When she was five years old, she had a younger sister, Shen Lu. The elder sister began to take care of her sister and cook for the family. More than a year later, Shen's mother finally gave birth to a son, Shen Jiabao.