Chasing a "goddess" against being attacked

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"Sorry, our company doesn't want fresh graduates."

"Sir, I'm sorry, but your qualifications are not enough for the position in our company."

"sorry……."

Cheng Jingrui couldn't help but heaved a sigh after receiving the phone notification that the Nth interview failed.

Whoever said that it doesn't matter if you don't have good grades, as long as you have enough emotional intelligence; whoever said that all roads lead to Rome, it doesn't matter if you are not an undergraduate;

Cheng Jingrui threw his resume heavily on the ground, couldn't help stepping on it, and leaned helplessly against the telephone pole with an irritable expression on his face.

Cheng Jingrui, 25 years old this year, barely graduated from a second-rate university. In the past three years after graduation, he has been in a position where he can't get high or low. Money; I finally found a suitable unit and worked for half a year, but the boss fired me on the grounds that I was too good-looking and the boss lady stared at me every day.

Nima!

Is it wrong to look good?

Now Cheng Jingrui has realized the profound meaning of being young and not working hard, and being an elder who is sad.

It is said that if one is good-looking, at least ten years of hard work will be saved. This shit is a lie. In the three years of looking for a job, Cheng Jingrui not only did not get the gold medal for avoiding death because of his good looks, but also often because of his good looks. And disasters come flying.

"Hey." Looking into the distance, Cheng Jingrui couldn't help sighing again.

Sudden.

A shadow floated over, blocking Cheng Jingrui's sight, he stretched out his hand to grab the unknown object, and took a closer look: "Huh? Advertisement?"

"Are you still anxious about not being able to solve food and clothing? Are you still worrying about the fact that the salary of your work cannot meet the daily expenses? Or are you not satisfied with the job every nine to five, three o'clock and one line? The webcast room not only It can solve all your problems, and fulfill your entertainment dreams, don’t hesitate any longer, come to the Internet to register an account, find a unique stage that belongs to you, and earn millions of real money.”

Cheng Jingrui held the advertisement and frowned slightly: "Internet broadcast room? What the hell is this?"

After reading the ad in his hand twice, his eyes lit up, he hurriedly put the ad in his pocket, and rushed home. Although he didn't really know what kind of job this was, but the one who earned millions of real money made him feel very happy. itch.

Cheng Jingrui has always been adhering to a truth, the only way to relieve worries is to get rich quickly.

two hours later.

"Hey!" Cheng Jingrui, who had been browsing in front of the computer for two hours, fell down in front of the desk, thinking that he could find a job to earn a living, but it seems that the webcasting is not so easy.

The male and female anchors of the Internet are either eloquent, or tomorrow's singers, or they are models or natural dancers. Looking at themselves alone, they can't sing or dance. It seems that this job is not destined for me. It's better to be an old man. Honestly find an ordinary job.

Cheng Jingrui threw himself heavily on the bed and couldn't help sighing. If only he was a girl. Those girls who are so popular don't have any special talents. They act cute and coquettish in front of the camera, and blow a few kisses. Some people tipped hundreds of thousands of dollars, and all kinds of yachts and luxury cars were smashed over, why am I a man with handles!

girl...

and many more!

Cheng Jingrui turned over and turned his head together, a bold idea came to him, what would happen if he disguised himself as a woman?

Can't play talent, can't follow the trend, how about some creativity?Anyway, in front of the camera, who knows if I am a man or a woman?

Looking at his beautiful facial features in the mirror, he couldn't help touching his face, and muttered: "Actually, my face is no worse than those beauties who are under the knife's edge on the Internet."

After making up his mind, Cheng Jingrui hurriedly bought more than a dozen sets of women's clothing and equipment from a certain treasure, such as loliza skirts, intellectual long skirts, pink suspender skirts, Yujie's black socks, crystal high-heeled shoes, and a bunch of cute cat ears , rabbit ears...

Looking at the pile of women's clothes on the bed, Cheng Jingrui couldn't bear to look straight at him, closed his eyes and sighed: It's not easy for a straight steel man like me to make a living.

Gritting his teeth, resisting the awkward feeling, he changed into the equipment.

The slender legs step on exquisite high heels, if you ignore the fluffy leg hair.

The upper body of the lovely white dress, if one ignores the tall man who is five big and three thick.

Exquisite facial features are paired with neat bangs and mid-length hair, if you ignore the faint stubble protruding from the chin.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Cheng Jingrui opened his mouth wide in surprise.

This is this...

Is the woman in this mirror me?

God, it can be so beautiful?I'm about to fall in love with myself.

Cheng Jingrui, who was immersed in his own beauty, seemed to have forgotten the awkward mood at the beginning, and couldn't help turning around in front of the mirror, his eyebrows and eyes slanting, dreaming about the reward of 10,000+ and the dream of traveling around the world with his wife in the future.

Said the wind is the rain.

Cheng Jingrui immediately opened Station B, applied for an account in it, and named it [Sister Tianzhen Jing]. When he clicked the OK button, he couldn't help but vomit, and then set up a live broadcast room [Scenery as a Picture] , and then uploaded a self-portrait photo of the flourishing beauty.

Live room【picturesque scenery】

Homeowner 【Innocent Sister Jing】

Introduction: Hello everyone, I'm a newcomer, I'm new here, I don't understand anything, I hope my brothers can give me some advice O(∩_∩)O.

Live broadcast time: 9:00 every night. I hope everyone will join in, I love your Xiaojing.

Everything was ready, Cheng Jingrui let out a deep breath, leaned back on the chair, stroked his hands, a little nervous and a little expectant.

In fact, as a straight man, to do such a thing, he felt somewhat ashamed and awkward, but Cheng Jingrui had no choice but to make a fool of himself; whenever he thought of his stepmother's sarcastic face every time he went home, His face was darker than that of his father, and he felt uncomfortable in his heart. He had already made up his mind in his heart that if he didn't make a name for himself in the past few years, he would never go home.

only……

If my father and that woman knew that they used this method to make money, they would probably scold me for not doing my job properly and for not making progress.

Shaking his head, he decided not to think about these bad things. In his heart, as long as it is a legitimate job, it doesn't matter whether it is high or low. After all, it should be based on one's own ability to make money. respectable.

beep.

A barrage floated across station B [little sister, you are so cute, brother is looking forward to your live broadcast. 】

Huh?

Cheng Jingrui turned over and stared at the screen together, a little excited. It took only 10 minutes to create an account, and someone left a message?It's just that no matter how I look at it, I feel that the person who left this message is a wretched uncle.

Cheng Jingrui shook his head and smiled secretly, it doesn't matter if he is a wretched uncle or not, as long as he can provide food and clothing.

Hastily responded: [Then brother will see you at nine o'clock in the evening. 】

Wretched uncle: [No problem. 】

three hours later.

When Cheng Jingrui watched the number of followers change from 1 to 200, he couldn't help sighing, it seems that good looks are also beneficial.

Sitting in front of the computer desk, adjusting my mood, quietly waiting for the arrival of nine o'clock in the evening.