My stomach is healthy, I don't eat soft food

Copper Hot Pot, watching the boiling soup in the pot, Su He did not expect Elder Brother Feng to be so persistent. You are a live streaming singer, yet you set up live streaming equipment on the dinner table.

"Su He, when it comes to this copper hot pot, I am a veteran foodie. You see, this lamb must be hand-cut, no blood water, no peculiar smell, can be served immediately, and very little foam when cooking..."

Elder Brother Feng came to the capital when he was eighteen to make a living. He had slept on the streets, washed dishes, delivered express packages... He was very experienced. Now he works as an extra in the film and television city during the day, and sings live on the overpass at night.

It was Su He’s first time eating hot pot lamb. After hearing Elder Brother Feng’s introduction, he picked up a piece of meat and put it in the pot, smiling and said, "Elder Brother Feng, it feels weird to eat while being watched by netizens."

"What's wrong with that? There are so many eating broadcasts online where people eat in front of fans. Don't be shy, you'll get used to it... When I first started singing, I was very timid. I was afraid of other people's eyes. You see me now, I'm not afraid of anything!"

"This is your first time coming to the capital. If you need any help in the future, just speak up. By the way, what are you planning to do next?"

Elder Brother Feng's outfit was very alternative, but he had a kind heart.

Su He thought about it and said truthfully, "Deliver takeout."

"What?"

Elder Brother Feng stared at Su He. What a joke! Handsome, good at singing, why would you go deliver takeout!

There was a lot of wailing in the bullet screen. Many female fans made requests to financially support him. Elder Brother Feng laughed and said, "A hero doesn't ask where you are from, a rich woman doesn't care about age. Su He, do you want to consider it?"

"I have a good stomach, I don't eat soft rice..." Su He didn't realize the netizens were joking. He said seriously.

Seeing the cheerful atmosphere in the live studio, Elder Brother Feng felt a little depressed. These netizens didn't come to see him, they were all clamoring for him not to squeeze into the frame.

"How much can you earn by delivering takeout? It's better if you livestream with me in the future?" Elder Brother Feng came up with a good idea. Since Su He was so popular, why didn't he just start livestreaming?

Su He thought about it and said in a deep voice, "Thirty to forty thousand a month, just enough to get by. I don't plan to livestream for now. I also don't know what to say, it feels awkward looking at the screen."

Su He also watched livestreams. Those hosts were very eloquent. Apart from singing, he didn't know what to chat with netizens.

"How much? Thirty to forty thousand a month?" Elder Brother Feng thought he had misheard. Since when could you make so much delivering takeout?

Before coming to the capital, Su He had checked the situation online. The average price per order was 8-10 yuan. With special weather bonuses, it was easy to deliver over 100 orders a day, which was a conservative estimate.

Seeing Su He nod, Elder Brother Feng said in surprise, "Su He, you must have been lied to. Takeout deliverers in the capital generally earn around 15,000 yuan. Even the really good ones earning 20,000 yuan are gods..." Don't believe what the agents say, they're all liars!"

In the live studio, many netizens said Su He was cheated. There were even some who had delivered takeout in the capital before, saying most people could only get about 10,000 yuan.

"Su He, why don't you livestream with me? I'll take you to the theater to act during the day. You're so good looking, you'll definitely get a line or two..."

When it came to being an extra, Elder Brother Feng still didn't have a single line to this day. He had played female ghosts, corpses, mostly just showing his back. Other extras made 100-200 yuan a day, he only got 40 yuan, which he shamelessly begged for.

"Okay, when I have time, I'll contact you..." Su He didn't reject it. He just sang and didn't know what acting was like. He also wanted to know if he could act.

But he had already decided to go to the takeout station tomorrow morning. As for singing and acting, he couldn't force it to happen, just go with the flow.

After dinner, Su He added Elder Brother Feng on WeChat and left.

When he arrived at a large hotel entrance, many people gathered together. Some shouted: Call an ambulance quickly... Report to the police quickly...

Su He squeezed in to take a look. He was instantly stunned. It was the woman who drove the Ferrari!

The woman was lying on the ground with a large pool of blood under her head. Her left hand was twisted and deformed. Her shoes were also missing.

Someone went to check her breath and cried out in shock, "She's dead!"

Everyone looked up at the building. Obviously the woman had fallen from above and luckily didn't hit any passersby.

Someone upstairs opened the window and stuck their head out to curse at the people below, "What are you yelling about, let people sleep in the middle of the night!"

"Ah..." A scream, as if from the sky, attracted everyone's attention.

At the top of the building, a woman was halfway out with a man grabbing her hair and shouting loudly, "Slut...go die!"

The woman's hands were clutching the railing for dear life as she begged in misery, "Boss Huang, it was all Elder Sister Leqiao who told me to do this, I really didn't know..."

"Humph, you're in it together. I killed her, I can't live either. I'm going to take you down with me!"

The two figures disappeared.

At this time, the police and ambulance arrived.

The doctor came down, saw that she had already passed away, and directly covered her with a white cloth.

The police pulled up the cordon and rushed into the hotel at the same time.

In less than a few minutes, two figures reappeared on the roof. The man was choking the woman, shouting loudly, "Don't come over, or I'll pull her down with me!"

The building was 15 stories tall. In the night, people could only see two dark shadows.

Suddenly, the man twisted hard and the woman's whole body was exposed outside, her hands clutching the railing for life, but her neck was being choked.

Half the man's body was outside. He roared, "Take one more step, I'll pull her down with me!"

At this time, three options appeared before Su He's eyes.

"Option 1: Shout loudly: Go ahead and jump if you dare! Reward: Used electric bike"

"Option 2: Leave the scene and go back to sleep. Reward: 10,000 RMB in cash"

"Option 3: Save the woman on the roof. Reward: Master-level calligraphy skills"

Su He was about to buy a used electric bike, but Option 1 was so mean and likely to cause online violence, so it was ruled out immediately.

Option 2 required no effort, just going back to sleep would give 10,000 RMB in cash, but Su He chose Option 3 directly after knowing the system's habits.

If master-level calligraphy skills could be obtained with just 10,000 RMB, Su He believed Teacher Zhao Shaomei would definitely let him sign up. He remembered participating in calligraphy training for a few days as a child and getting third place in the group.

The hotel entrance was already cordoned off by the police, obviously going up from the entrance was unrealistic. The back door was probably guarded by police as well.

Su He came to the left side of the building and looked at a pipe leading to the roof. Everyone else was distracted by the commotion on the roof. No one noticed a black shadow slowly climbing up.