naaapseattle Chapter 13 Bungee jumping doesn't fall as fast as you.
Chapter 13 Bungee jumping doesn't fall as fast as you.
After lying on the bed and frowning, Jian Luo thought for a while, then turned around and picked up her mobile phone to open mobile banking.
This card is his salary card, and all his savings are also in this card.
A popular anchor like Jian Luo has more or less eight-figure savings for two years of live broadcasting, some of them are in the early eight figures, and most of them are much higher than eight figures.
Jian Luo usually doesn't accept any large-scale events, and the ones he accepts are usually faceless promotions. He doesn't know how to say good things. Most of the patrons' fathers will quit as soon as they see the picture of Jian Luo talking in the live broadcast room. Their hands are faster than pressing the flash quick.
But there is still a patron who is interested in Jian Luo's number of fans, and finds her with his own products.
Jian Luo was very direct in her publicity, posting official product pictures on Weibo and linking them in the live broadcast room, making it look like Sanwu is selling goods.
Some time ago, a well-known coffee brand approached him, and he didn't say a few words about the sponsor's father during the live broadcast all night.
Someone popped up and asked if the coffee is good?
Jian Luo replied that she hadn't drank it, I'm allergic to coffee.
That night, the audience saw that they placed a lot of orders for the sake of fools making money, but the well-known coffee brand never approached Jian Luo again.
Many of the patrons' fathers had one-night stands with Jian Luo.
Jian Luo frowned and stared at the balance, which was only in the early 60. He skillfully transferred and remitted money, and chose the first one among the common payees.
He transferred 60W to the other party, and the bank card balance was left in the early W.
Jian Luo carefully counted the money transferred over the past two years, and it was almost finished, and no one would owe anyone at that time.
He didn't know how much the operation cost when he was a child. He heard that it was very difficult to save his life. It should have cost a lot of money. In addition, he had raised him for 16 years. He didn't have tens of millions. He made up for the small million. It can also be made together.
Jian Luo woke up earlier today, it was only two o'clock in the afternoon, and he planned to order a takeaway to get up and wash up.
A WeChat message popped up on the phone.
[Ashu came back from another place, do you want to ask her out? 】
It was the owner of the tattoo shop who sent the message, and the two tattoos on Jian Luo's hands were all done by him.
90.00% of people who have tattooed say that tattoos are addictive, and Jian Luo seems to be a bit addicted. He got two tattoos within six months. Before he was a teenager, his boss put a sticker on his hand, that is, the sun on his hand.
He liked it so much that he went to the store to get tattoos when he was an adult.
He is very picky. He has been to the tattoo parlor several times but has not found a design pattern he likes, and he can't tell what he likes.
Jian Luo asked when she could go, and the boss replied that if she wanted to come, she could get started right away, provided that there was something you liked.
Jane Luo replied: approx.
After washing up, he didn't order takeaway, he changed his clothes and went out for lunch.
Lunch is still at the noodle shop downstairs, the boss is not there, only the employees in the shop, Jian Luo ordered a beef brisket noodles, and the waiter put a normal portion of noodles in front of Jian Luo.
After lunch, Jian Luo took a taxi to the tattoo shop. The tattoo shop was in a small building in an alley, half an hour's drive away from Jian Luo's home, but only 10 minutes away from Jian Luo's previous home.
When Jian Luo entered the door wearing a mask, there were still a few people waiting in the store. Brother Xiao saw him and greeted him familiarly: "Are you here?"
Jane nodded: "Yes."
"The tablet is inside." Brother Xiao said.
Jane has played here for several years and is familiar with everything in the store.
After Jane fell into the inner room, a young man in the store asked the boss: "Boss, when did such a cool employee come here?"
Today's Jian Luo is still dressed in black, tall, wearing a mask, and has cold eyes. This temperament makes him look like a cool guy.
Brother Xiao smiled: "It's not an employee, it's one of my younger brothers. He grew up playing in the store and made an appointment today to get a tattoo."
Jian Luo took off his mask and sat down. There was no password on the tablet of the tattoo shop, so he opened the photo album and looked at it.
10 minutes later someone walked in from the outside.
"Yo, long time no see."
Jian Luo looked up at the person at the door: "I just met last month."
Ashu laughed: "I am expressing my miss for you."
Jane pulled her lower lip, then lowered her head and continued to look at the tablet.
Ashu leaned against the door and asked, "Which one of my works do you like?"
Jian Luo frowned slightly and said, "No."
Ashu gave a "tsk" sound: "I don't know the goods."
"Where's the other tablet?" Jane asked.
A Shu took out a tablet from his bag. This is his personal drawing tablet. He usually writes and draws casually by himself, so his level is not stable.
After handing the tablet to Jane, he asked, "Where do you want to tattoo, or on your hands?"
Jane nodded.
Ashu said: "The opponent is still as dedicated as ever."
Jian Luo took a fancy to a moon on the sea, the pattern is not complicated, a wavy line is made into the shape of a wave, and the crescent moon is connected to it.
Ashu came over to take a look and said: "This was the inspiration when I was in bed with Brother Xiao last night. I drew it when I woke up this morning, and now my back is still hurting."
Jane Luo: ...
Since Jian Luo met him and the boss kissing inside a year ago, the two of them have become more unscrupulous now.
Ashu said again: "Where do you want this pattern to be tattooed?"
Jian Luo pointed to the shoulder on the side of the right collarbone: "Here."
This place is not private, but enough to make people imagine.
Ah Shu whistled: "It's sexy."
After 10 minutes, Jian Luo went upstairs to prepare for the tattoo. Ashu was already in the room. Jian Luo took off her T-shirt. Her waist and abdomen did not have full muscles, but she had the unique firmness of young people, a thin layer of muscles It doesn't look too thin.
"Brother, you're too thin." A Shu looked at Jian Luo's upper body, "Are you eating properly?"
Jian Luo lay down: "Eat more than you."
Knowing Jian Luo's character, Ah Shu shook her head and said nothing.
Jane Luo covered her upper body with a blanket, played with her mobile phone with her left hand and asked, "How long will it take?"
"This pattern is relatively simple, about an hour." A Shu was comparing the position, "Is this position okay?"
Jian Luo took the mirror and saw the tattoo: "Yes."
An hour later, the tattoo was almost finished, and the boss came in from outside with a piece of tattoo paper.
Ashu smiled at him: "Why did you come in?"
Brother Xiao frowned: "It's a kid who came, I'll let him come when he's an adult."
There is an unwritten rule in the store that anyone who comes to get a tattoo for the first time must check their ID card, and minors are not allowed to get tattooed.
Jian Luo glanced at him and asked, "Didn't you put a tattoo sticker on him?"
Brother Xiao used to use tattoo stickers to coax children.
Brother Xiao said: "Others won't post it, I'll post it for you."
Jian Luo frowned slightly: "Why?"
Brother Xiao pulled up a chair and sat down: "I forgot to give you the 17th birthday present, didn't you want the whole flower arm?"
The 16-year-old Jian Luo is in the second stage of middle school plus rebellious stage. When he came over, he saw a big brother tattooed with a flower arm. He thought it looked good and he was a little envious. Brother Xiao said that he would post it for you on your 17th birthday. A big flower arm, but because of various things happened during the period, this birthday gift could not be delivered as scheduled.
Brother Xiao took away Jian Luo's mobile phone: "The boss will post it for you personally."
Ah Shu laughed, he was still teasing children at such an adult.
Jian Luo withdrew his hands, Brother Xiao grabbed him: "Don't move, Ashu is painting."
Ashu saw the sticker: "The pattern is the one you designed? Don't let Luoluo become a guinea pig."
Brother Xiao took a wet tissue to wipe Jian Luo's forearm: "It will fall off in three or four days, I'll give you a dry addiction."
Jian Luo stretched out his hand resignedly, he always felt that these two were playing with Miracle Nuan Nuan with him, why are they so keen on dressing him up.
Jane Luo stared at the chandelier above her head in a daze.
"When will I take you Brother Xiao to become the king?" A Shu joked.
Jane glanced at the boss: "Didn't I bring you to the top ten stars of the king two weeks ago?"
Brother Xiao said calmly as usual: "It fell."
"Heh." Jian Luo chuckled, "Bungee jumping is not as fast as you."
A Shu said: "Your brother is here to take me, I cheated."
Jian Luo thought about the past few days and said, "Wait a minute, I have something to do and I don't have time to come over."
Brother Xiao asked, "What's the matter?"
Jian Luo said: "I'll tell you when it's done. If it's short, I'll be back in two weeks. If it's long, I don't know."
A Shu was very concerned about the brother next door: "Going on a long trip? Can you do it by yourself?"
"It's not a long trip, it's local." Jian Luo was dazzled by the light, closed her eyes and said, "I'm not a child."
Half an hour later, the tattoo on the shoulder was completed, and A Shu wrapped a layer of plastic wrap on it.
After Jian Luo put on her clothes, she carefully looked at the sticker pattern on her arm. It was a ferocious kawaii tiger, which was exactly Brother Xiao's design style.
But I have to say that the 16-year-old Jian Luo, who is very aesthetically pleasing, is simply down on his heart, but now the 18-year-old Jian Luo has no feelings for this flowery arm, and even feels a little ashamed.
"Remember all the things you can't do after getting a tattoo." A Shu asked.
Jane nodded: "I know."
Brother Xiao hung a rest sign outside the door, and walked in while opening the King of Glory: "Hurry up."
Jian Luo asked A Shu: "I haven't seen him for two weeks, how did his game addiction become so big?"
Ashu laughed: "A few days ago, a kid laughed at him for being a rookie, and he knelt down a few times in a fit of anger."
Jian Luo: "If I remember correctly, he is almost 40 years old..."
Brother Xiao interrupted him: "Shut up, I'm only 35."
Jian Luo brought two Xingyao three top kings, and in less than three hours, he got five stars on the top of the king. His jungler game ended very fast.
When it was almost six o'clock, Jian Luo looked at the time. She was going to be late for tonight's live broadcast.
"I'll go first, play and cherish five stars." Jian Luo said.
Brother Xiao watched himself returning to the king without raising his head in satisfaction: "Walk slowly."
Before Jian Luo left, she took the sleeves on the table to cover the tattoo stickers on her hands. Brother Xiao saw him at the door and scolded him for being ignorant.
It was already six o'clock when he got in the car, and the barrage in the live broadcast room said he was late.
Jane Luo hung up the announcement in the live broadcast room.
[Luo: In the car, live broadcast after returning home. 】
Barrage:
[Brothers, do you have any dramas for dinner to introduce to me? The dishes don’t taste good when they’re cold. 】
[It's too much, I've been late a lot recently, are you planning to stop broadcasting next time? 】
[Not broadcast?he dare?The phone was raised for him. 】
[Anchor Luo: I've raised the rice for you. 】
The bullet screen saw that Jian Luo was still in the live broadcast room, and immediately started a new round of hostile hosts. Jian Luo responded to the audience in the car.
[Tell me the truth, is there someone outside you? 】
[Anchor Luo: Do you believe in ghosts? 】
[When will you play Princess Yaoyao for us?Not much, just a handful. 】
[Anchor Luo: June 6st. 】
[Don't lie to me that I don't read enough, there is a ghostly 6st in June! 】
[Anchor Luo: Well, you can't see it, but ghosts can. 】
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