Miss Jianxian, you are blocking my delivery of food.

Chapter 50 Puxinnan really bows his head
"What do you want to do?"

The cold and soft palm pressed against Xiao Ye's forehead. Ye Zhibing watched the other person's sucking vigilantly and leaned back as hard as he could.

"Didn't you mean that you just wanted me to say it myself?"

"I just want to remind you that you have rice grains stuck in the corner of your mouth, and it's your mouth, so why are you coming up to it?"

She asked with a frown.

"Shouldn't I come forward?"

Xiao Ye pulled away the small hand that was on his forehead. Hearing this, he was stunned, and then suddenly realized.

In the doubtful eyes of the other party, Xiao Ye sat back down with an expression on his face that he really couldn't do anything about you. He looked up and said, "Then do it."

"???"

What is this thing for?

His inexplicable movements made Ye Zhibing confused.

Ye Zhibing's unmoved attitude also made Xiao Ye confused.

After the two of them were silent for a moment, Xiao Ye raised his eyebrows slightly and asked with some uncertainty:

"The personal words you just said... and what I said should be the same... right?"

"..."

Ye Zhibing remained silent and did not speak. He just kept frowning and stared at Xiao Ye for a while.

Seeing the astonished expression on the other side's face, how could she not understand what this guy meant by "kissing" just now?
"Puxin man, what a shrimp head."

After holding her lips together for a long time, she finally spit out the new vocabulary she had recently learned from the Internet.

Damn, did you learn new vocabulary?
But my brother doesn’t seem ugly, right? It's somewhat inappropriate to use the word "Puxin Man" to describe myself.

Touching his face and taking off the rice from the corner of his mouth, Xiao Ye coughed twice in embarrassment.

"Where were we talking about just now? Oh yes, jobs that don't require an identity."

Although the topic change was a bit abrupt, at least it was time to get down to business. Ye Zhibing lowered his eyes and listened to Xiao Ye's thoughts while eating.

"Actually, all modern jobs essentially require identity. However, due to the nature of the work, some jobs have loopholes that can be exploited."

"For example, live streaming, or online writing, for this type of work, you can register an account with someone else's identity, and then you use this account to work and make money... You should understand this, right?"

After thinking for a while, Ye Zhibing nodded in understanding.

"Live streaming is definitely not suitable for you. If you really want to make money, you can try writing novels and register an account using my identity."

After eating and drinking, Xiao Ye had no intention of getting up immediately. He just slumped on the chair and touched his round belly.

"Why write a novel? Can't live broadcast?"

Although he didn't understand what a live broadcast was, Ye Zhibing always felt as if he was being underestimated, and he immediately asked a rebellious question.

As if he had expected this situation, Xiao Ye glanced at her contemptuously.

"Can you play games?"

".Won't."

"Can you sing the songs of this world?"

".Won't."

"Then can you twist?"

What are you twisting?
Although he didn’t understand what this twist meant, Ye Zhibing instinctively felt that he could use this option as an entry point. He blinked and asked:

"What does it mean?"

Xiao Ye was not in a hurry to answer the other party's doubts. He just silently took out his mobile phone, then with a few taps, he brought up an interface and displayed it in front of Ye Zhibing. "Here, look."

Ye Zhibing raised her head, and as soon as her eyes touched the picture on the phone screen, her pupils immediately tightened.

After living in the modern society for almost a month, Ye Zhibing has almost understood that the folk customs of this world are much more open than the world of cultivation, and she has become accustomed to this.

But after seeing the pictures on the screen, she found that it was really difficult for her to understand the folk customs of this world.

On the screen of the mobile phone, a woman with a voluptuous figure and a charming face, wearing a piece of clothing, squatted down with her knees slightly bent, raised her hips to show off her curves, crossed her chest with her left hand and lightly supported her chin with her right hand, stood with her feet apart, and kept twisting her left and right to the music. Moving his crotch.

She would also give the camera a charming and silky expression from time to time.
Then lick your lips occasionally.
"The rites are broken and the music is broken! The rites are broken and the music is broken!"

Ye Zhibing's entire face turned red and he immediately turned his gaze elsewhere.

Just a glimpse, and the picture on the phone made her face heat up.

She took a deep breath for a moment, and when her breathing gradually calmed down, she smiled coldly, and then turned her gaze to Xiao Ye who took back the phone.

This man is truly worthy of the name of Demon Emperor, and he is truly a disciple.

"Cough cough cough..."

Realizing that the other party seemed to have some misunderstandings about him, Xiao Ye coughed a few times and explained:
"I was just afraid that you wouldn't understand, so I casually searched for a live broadcast room on Douying and clicked in to show it to you. Don't get me wrong."

"Oh? But I think you seem to be following that... anchor just now?"

"..."

Gan.

Ye Jianxian has really evolved, and now he can tell whether he is paying attention to this anchor.

Xiao Ye couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and answered vaguely:
"This...isn't it true that I have you next to me? I think these anchors generally keep up with the trend, and I also learn from their outfits to help you integrate into modern society quickly..."

"I will never wear these clothes of theirs in my life!"

Ye Zhibing gritted his teeth and said.

"Hey, look, you can't accept this. You can't dance or sing, let alone play games, so the live streaming route is actually not suitable for you."

Xiao Ye thought he understood the other party quite well.

Although this woman is not just a vase, she is also proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and even sword dancing, but after all, this track is still a bit niche in the modern impetuous society, and few viewers will stay for this kind of live broadcast room for a long time. Pay the bill.

Let me ask you, between a hot dance live broadcast room where you can add the host's WeChat to unlock more ways to play with just a gift, and a live broadcast room where you can honestly demonstrate your skills, where do you guys prefer to spend money?
In fact, these are only secondary.

The most important thing is that with Ye Zhibing's character, she is not willing to let herself appear in front of the public like an actor.

"."

After Ye Zhibing held his chin and thought for a moment, he had to nod his head and admit that what Xiao Ye said was true.

It is true that live broadcasting is not suitable for her.

"But I can't write novels."

She used to be pretty good at writing and writing, but the modern way of writing was completely different from the world of cultivation. She had no idea how to write novels.

"Isn't this simple?"

Feeling that it was time to show off himself, Xiao Ye regained his energy, looked at Ye Zhibing with great confidence and said:
"You don't have to worry about writing a novel. I have thought about it a few days ago and I still have some clues in my mind. First of all."

"first?"

Ye Zhibing listened with wide eyes, fearing that he would miss some small details and miss the opportunity to make a lot of money and become a rich woman.

"First of all, you go and wash the dishes for me, and you want to waste your time with nothing, right?"

(End of this chapter)