I can support you.

Wei Min sneered, his nails unconsciously scratching the cracks on the phone case:

"Confidence? I think it's luck! Lucky to be born into a good family, lucky to have a good appearance. Unlike me, I'm so unlucky that I can't even win a lottery, and I don't even have anyone willing to help me."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and the voice that came back was a little more speechless and tired:

"Xiao Min, I know you're upset, but you can't just chalk up all your misfortunes to 'luck'. You should also look within yourself for the reasons.

We have known each other for three years. Every time you ask me to borrow money, I will remember your kindness in helping me manage the live broadcast room, and lend it to you without hesitation.

Every time you borrow money, it's because you are sick, or someone in your family is sick, or you need capital to start a business. Don't think I don't know anything. The reason why you borrow money frequently is because you are addicted to gambling, and you also want to give gifts to the anchor.

You like to be the boss in the live broadcast room, but you don’t have the ability, so you can only borrow money from everywhere.

At first, I was quite naive and thought everything you said was true. It wasn't until I saw your arrogance in giving out gifts in another livestream that I realized how naive I was.

I really didn't want to bother with you anymore, but when you and Xiaoru came to see me that time, and I heard someone calling to urge you to pay back the debt, I still couldn't bear it. I thought that since it had come to this, you would definitely reflect on yourself and start over, so I lent you the money. I didn't expect...

I'm not asking you to be grateful to me, but at least don't treat others as fools, and don't regard other people's efforts as 'luck', and your own decadence, vanity, and laziness as 'bad luck'."

"I'm depraved? I'm lazy?"

Wei Min's voice suddenly rose, and the echo in the rental house made her even more excited.

"If I had your conditions, I'd be motivated and hardworking too! But I can barely even pay the rent right now, so how can I possibly 'work' like you? Aren't you just showing off in disguise when you say this?"

Ning Youran sighed softly, picked up the warm water on the table and took a sip:

"I don't mean to brag. If you really need help, I can help you find a job or lend you some money, but the prerequisite is that you have to look at your own problems clearly first.

You always stare at what others have, but don't want to work hard to get what you want. If you keep going like this, how can your life get better? "

Wei Min clutched her phone, her chest heaving violently. Ning Youran's words were like a hammer, hitting the reality she had been unwilling to face.

She actually had a good business sense and once ran a small business, but after a while, she quit because the money wasn't coming in quickly. She subsequently changed jobs three times, but none of them lasted, feeling like her talent wasn't being recognized. Then she started gambling online, and other than that, she just watched live streams to pass the time...

"I……"

Wei Min opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but found that her throat was tight and she could no longer utter those sarcastic words.

Whether she admits it or not, what Ning Youran said is the truth. She can deceive others but not herself.

Ning Youran didn't want to say more to her. After all, she had to live her life alone and no one could replace her.

"Okay, I'm busy now, I'm hanging up now."

Xue Pianpian turned her eyes away from the phone screen and looked at her idol sister.

"Still that Wei Min?"

Ning Youran smiled bitterly and nodded.

"Of course I am. I am already in my thirties and have children to raise. I can't just live a good life and do those unreliable things all day long."

The snow smiled gracefully,

"Okay, sister, you've helped her enough, there's no need to let her affairs affect your mood.

If she can truly reform, I wouldn't mind helping her, but if she still refuses to change, I'd better avoid provoking her in the future."

"Well, I see!"

Ning Youran sat down beside her and asked in a low voice,

"How's it going? Have you finished going through the live broadcast room? Did our handsome and beautiful anchors perform well?"

Xue Pianpian immediately handed the phone to Ning Youran, and her fingertips quickly slid across the screen to switch the screen:

"Just finished watching the newcomers in the last dance area, their performance exceeded expectations! Look at that waist-shaking move, the power and timing were incredibly precise. In just half an hour, over 10,000 people entered the livestream, and the comments were all filled with 'Please follow me!'"

On the screen, a girl in a brightly colored dance costume is spinning to the rhythm, and gift special effects in the comment area flash from time to time.

Ning Youran's frown gradually relaxed, and the dullness from her conversation with Wei Min just now dissipated a lot:

"This kid is talented. I'll have the operations team talk to her and refine the length and content of the livestream."

"I told the operation department a long time ago!"

Xue Pianpian smiled and poked another window on the screen.

"There is also Miao Ke in the opera area. Both her singing and performance are amazing, and the audience reserve is very good."

Ning Youran picked up the teacup and took a sip, the warmth flowing down her throat:

"That's good. Our live streaming relies on talent and sincerity. Only when the anchor is excellent and down-to-earth will the fans be willing to stay."

She paused, her eyes fixed on the pedestrians hurrying by downstairs outside the window, and her tone became lighter.

"Unlike some people who always try to take shortcuts and end up blocking their own path."

Xue Pianpian saw that she was still thinking about Wei Min, and patted her arm:

"Don't think about it, it's enough for us to take care of our own team.

By the way, we’ll go off the air and have a dinner together later. Let’s give a big red envelope to the anchor who performed well tonight, and give some benefits to the others to encourage everyone and wish them good luck.

Don’t think about anything now, just watch the live broadcast with me and be the big sister.”

Ning Youran was immediately intrigued and began to focus on the live broadcast.

At this moment, in a rental house in another city, Wei Min was still standing there holding his mobile phone.

The window of the rental house was not closed tightly, and the wind blew in with the smell of oil smoke from the snack stall downstairs and fell on her sweaty forehead.

She looked down at the more obvious cracks on the phone case caused by her scratches, and remembered what Ning Youran said, "earn it through hard work." The tightness in her throat still persisted.

The phone on the table suddenly vibrated. It was another debt collection text message, with an added sentence at the end: "If you don't pay back the money, I will contact your family."

Wei Min shuddered and hurriedly threw her phone onto the sofa, as if the text message would burn her.

She walked to the window and looked at the lights on in the office buildings in the distance. Those lights were connected into one in the night, just like the "good luck" she once envied.

She recalled that when she ran a small clothing store, she would get up early every day to purchase goods and take inventory until late at night. Although she was tired, she felt at ease when she saw the profits in the account book.

What changed? He found it troublesome to buy goods, and the profits from selling them slow. He heard online gambling offered quick profits, so he dove in. When he lost all his savings, he started borrowing money again.

"Am I really... wrong?"

Wei Min muttered to herself toward the window, her voice muffled by the wind. She reached into her pockets and found only a few crumpled coins, barely enough for breakfast tomorrow.

The phone was still vibrating on the sofa, but this time she was not as annoyed as before. Instead, she squatted down, hugged her knees, and for the first time she had the idea of ​​finding a good job.

The user gave Shushu Love Painting Carnival 10/set x1,

The user gave Shushu Love Painting Carnival 10/set x2,

……

The user gave Shushu Loves Painting Carnival 10 pieces/set x300.

Watching the floor tile special effects exploding one after another on the screen of her live broadcast room, Wang Jingshu, a mathematics teacher with 17 years of teaching experience, felt her heart suddenly tighten. She had never seen such a scene before.

The barrage in the live broadcast room was instantly filled with "666" and "Big brother is awesome", and the audience's enthusiasm burned like a flame.

Wang Jingshu's hand unconsciously clenched the mouse, and her knuckles turned white.

She took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, and said into the microphone:

"Thanks to this user for this great gift. I... I'm really touched."

Her voice was trembling, with a hint of disbelief.

At the same time, in the master bedroom separated by a wall, Li Haiyang, his son Li Muxi, and his daughter Li Ruoxi were also paying attention to the dynamics of the live broadcast room.

"Wow, Mom is on fire!"

Li Ruoxi danced with joy in amazement.

Although Li Muxi was not as exaggerated as her sister, she couldn't help but smile.

Li Haiyang's mind was filled with confusion. Why would this mysterious tycoon give so many gifts to his wife? Could he have fallen for her? As soon as this thought came to mind, a strong sense of crisis suddenly surged in his heart.