Seeing a pretty beauties standing, with a goddess-level beauty, beautiful and beautiful face, smiling and looking at Yang Feng happily.

"Are you surprised or surprised?" After the door opened, the pretty girl was familiar with the road and carried a food box into the house.

"Why are you here?" After closing the door, Yang Feng followed the girl.

"Let's see if her baby son eats well for your mother and sleeps well for her." As he said that, the girl who put the food box on the coffee table in the living room frowned at the lunch box next to her and said, "I don't know whether she sleeps well, but she must be eating badly."

"Don't talk nonsense, there are meat, vegetables and soup." Yang Feng was helpless when he saw the girl put the lunch box and threw it into the garbage basket.

The person who came was his third aunt.

Although he is his third aunt, he is not much older than him. He is only 21 years old this year, a senior student, and he studied in his hometown of Yangcheng.

"You are so foolish about food, you have to report to your mother truthfully." Aunt San carefully took out the food in the food box and put it on the coffee table: "If you don't pick on your fault, your mother will think I'm in vain, and then tell my elder sister that my elder sister will not let me come next time."

"Are you still afraid that your elder sister won't let you come?" Yang Feng helped set up the table.

This one-bedroom and one-living house was found by the third aunt who came to help him before the start of this semester.

She originally wanted to build a two-bedroom apartment, but Yang Feng didn't agree and said it was too wasteful, so she only stayed for two days on weekends.

After a stalemate for a while, Aunt San agreed to find a one-bedroom and living room house and rented this one.

High-rise, with a vast view and a scenic spot.

"Hey, you don't know how annoying my elder sister is. My dad is the most despised of her and her baby son." After setting up the table, the third aunt went to wash her hands and prepare to start dinner.

The eldest sister of the third aunt and Yang Feng's mother are sisters and childhood friends, while the third aunt is the third daughter born to Yang's childhood friend's father after marrying her.

Simply put, in front of the third aunt, in addition to a half-sister, there is also a sister with the same father and mother.

"You art students' senior year is really colorful. Will you be herding sheep after the 11th?" Yang Feng asked while having dinner.

"What's there to envy about this? Graduation is equivalent to unemployment in majors like ours." Although she said that, the third aunt An Qian didn't care at all and touched Yang Feng with her shoulder: "Why didn't I look at me for so long except when I opened the door? Am I not as beautiful as before?"

"What does it have to do with me whether I am beautiful or not? I can't be eaten as a meal." Yang Feng only cared about eating and looked at him without looking sideways.

Girls who are professional in dance have first-class appearance and figures, and An Qian is even more first-class, but she has been flirting with Yang Feng for several years and has no effect.

Yang's mother said that he was following his father, watching him play games and flirt with passers-by like a high-end scumbag, but actually a nerd.

"Will you sleep on the sofa tonight?" An Qian asked Yang Feng while eating.

"Otherwise?" Yang Feng said: "But if you stay in a hotel, it's not the money I spent."

"It's okay to stay in a hotel, but you have to pay the money." An Qian said firmly.

"Then you sleep in my room. The summer live broadcast started as soon as it improved. After school starts, there are fewer live broadcasts and orders. If you don't make much money, you can't afford the rent." Yang Feng said with a little heartache.

"Self-reliance is worthy of praise, but there is no need to think about getting rid of your parents' wings now." An Qian taught a lesson.

"You can be independent at the age of eighteen. You can make money to pay for tuition and living expenses and support yourself. Why can't I?" Yang Feng was dissatisfied.

"You are stupid. That's because my parents have a wide connection and can provide me with a stage and make money by relying on me to go out part-time jobs. How many orders can I take?" An Qian said.

"Besides, I will hate the rich." Yang Feng said depressedly.

An Qian touched Yang Feng on her shoulder again and said, "You can be my boyfriend. My money is not yours? My parents' money is not yours?"

"Ni Zukai, I don't like girls older than me, I like those who are over two years younger than me." Yang Feng pushed An Qian back.

After poking the rice in the bowl with chopsticks, An Qian snorted coldly: "I knew you were a scumbag and liked underage girls."

Yang Feng opened his mouth and said it was reasonable. He had just been a few months old.

After dinner, while packing the coffee table, An Qian asked, "Do you have a live broadcast order? If not, you go up and take the order, I'll order you to play together."

"No live performance broadcast. The order has been available for a long time. I wonder if it should be raised, otherwise I can't take it." In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Yang Feng looked at the water park in the distance.

The lights outside have already been on and it is getting dark.

Yang Feng’s accompanying game price is 30 yuan per game.

This price is already quite a lot in the escort circle, but with national standards, 30 yuan per game is just the starting price.

Good skills, good voice, humor, and good at speaking. Such accompaniment is the most popular.

There was once a white and rich beauty who ordered Yang Feng's order. After playing two games with him, she asked him if he could book a monthly fee and get him 20,000 yuan a month.

Of course Yang Feng would not agree. What he wanted was the live broadcast effect and different partners.

After a while of rest, Yang Feng went to take a shower.

His live broadcast on Saturday night will last between 11:30 and 12:00.

It was too late at that time. After taking a shower, my hair was dry, and it would be after twelve.

My parents have been determined not to let him stay up late since childhood, and he is also very home-controlled.

For a junior student like Yang Feng, no matter who is a man or a woman, who fails to pass the night?

Yang Feng didn't, not even once.

"Brother, you are so good at playing games. I want to ask you, what time is the best time to get points?" In the evening live game, the v8 lady who clicked Yang Feng's order asked him.

"I think it's." After thinking for a while, Yang Feng gave the answer: "It's best to get some minutes at noon."

"Why?" asked the young lady.

"Because sooner or later, you will lose." Yang Feng explained.

"I hate it." The young lady was amused.

After pausing, the young lady asked Yang Feng again: "Brother, be serious, are there any tricks to get points in the single row?"

Yang Feng did not hide it and answered seriously: "The matching mechanism of this game is very powerful. It will always control the winning rate of ordinary players to about 50%, in order to balance the overall player's gaming experience. At the same time, in addition to the openly humanized mechanism that limits players' online duration, it also has a hidden humanized mechanism."

"What is the hidden humanized mechanism?" the young lady asked hurriedly.

Fans in the live broadcast room also want to know.

The anchor’s skills are so good, so he must have some research on the game and everyone is convinced.

Yang Feng said: "Have you noticed that when you come up and play for a while, once you start kneeling, you will match you with all kinds of weird teammates?"

"It seems to be true." The young lady agreed a little.
Chapter completed!