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Chapter 38 The Tenant on the Third Floor Makes a Move【For further reading】【For investment】

As Yu's Martial Arts Hall became more and more famous.

There are also more and more cattle and horse anchors who come to catch traffic.

Fortunately, those guys occupying the stairs didn't care about Zong Ze going upstairs.

There are a lot of people here today to join in the fun, and they can't tell who is the tenant and who is the crowd.

By the afternoon, I am afraid there will be even more people.

The specific location of Yu's Martial Arts Hall is not a secret.

It can even be searched with a navigation app.

After all, Yu's Martial Arts Museum has been open for more than 20 years in Jianghai District.

Zong Ze cautiously walked through the stairs and stepped into the dimly lit corridor.

Even here came two cow horse anchors, who were sitting next to the corridor with a small horse and using charging treasures and small USB lights as lighting, which made Zongze feel helpless!

If there were people on the second floor, then it would be inconvenient for him to enter Yu's Martial Arts Hall through the big iron gate later.

At this time, there is still some time before the appointment at noon.

He decided to go back to the house and stay there before contacting Lao Yu via WeChat.

Looking at it like this, I am afraid that Yuan Wenda will have to call the community aunt to clean up the scene again!
To be honest, Zongze still felt a little uncomfortable with the feeling that his peaceful life was broken.

He walked quickly to the door of his room, took out the key to open the door, and walked neatly into it.

He breathed a sigh of relief when the door was closed.

Taking advantage of this time, he put on a bluetooth headset and played soothing light music.

At the same time, I sat at the computer desk and began to search for some notes about the interview.

Tomorrow is the time for the interview, so I still have to do some preparations.

As the saying goes, sharpen your guns before the battle, even if you are unlucky, you will be bright!
He still has to think about how the interviewer will ask questions, and after he is mentally prepared, he will be able to answer them fluently tomorrow!
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At the same time, in Yu's Martial Arts Gym.

The Yu family's father and daughter stood by the window on the second floor of the martial arts hall, looking helplessly at the more and more streamers and melon-eaters gathering downstairs.

Yesterday, after Yu Jiaqin set up her Douyin account and released the video of Zong Ze and Yuan Wenda's masked exchange, within a few hours, she received hundreds of private messages.

With the gradual expansion of video influence, the local Niuma anchors in Tongcheng are here again!
Even Yu Jiaqin's former classmates in the Physical Academy sent messages asking her about the Xingyiquan training video.

This is the pathological side exposed after traffic supremacy.

It can also be understood as the involution of some bottom-level anchors.

Using Marxist philosophy to analyze the involution of modern society is: "Endless quantitative changes that cannot achieve qualitative changes."

What is lowered is the lower limit and vitality of the industry.

This kind of crazy rubbing traffic is not the normal way to become famous. It can only reap a small amount of short-term benefits for them, and it is a behavior that cannot see the future.

But there are always people who will jump into the fire with moths.

Looking at the noisy scene downstairs, Yu Jiaqin cast her eyes on Lao Yu helplessly.

Compared with the straightforward Yu Jiaqin, Lao Yu has always been calm.

"Dad, why don't you call Senior Brother Yuan again?"

"Or contact Brother Zhao, I remember he is from the District Public Security Bureau..."

Yu Jiaqin frowned and said.

She can't even go out to buy groceries if this continues.

"Don't worry, we are not the only ones in our small building, there will always be someone who can't sit still first."

Yu Qin put his hands behind his back and said very calmly.

Hearing what she said, Yu Jiaqin seemed to understand something and nodded slightly.

"Let's go, Jiaqin, go and drag my suitcase out."

"It's almost time to cook Yu's big tonic soup."

"Aze should be here in a while."

"If it doesn't work then let him go around to the back of the small building and climb the window!"

"I looked there, but there is no one there yet..."

While talking, Lao Yu turned around and walked downstairs.

Behind him, Yu Jiaqin was holding a mobile phone, nodded absently and followed behind.

The demons danced wildly downstairs, and the cow and horse anchor became more and more excited.

Some people even took out their bluetooth speakers and started playing DJ songs.

……

At this time, in a rental house on the third floor.

The room was extremely dark.

Even the only window was drawn with a thick curtain.

The only source of light in the room was a white oiled candle.

The flickering fire made it seem dark here.

There are glass cylinders in the corners, as well as blue and yellow clay pots.

A crooked old woman was staring at the candlelight on the table in a daze.

"Sing! Dance! Baby!"

……

"And I shoot out like a dragon, the universe shakes, and the sky breaks through with a howl!"

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"Forget, forget, forget, last year's troubles, last year's Lang!"

……

"The man who sings wine is the wolf tribe in the north!"

……

The dynamic DJ version of tunes came from downstairs.

Echoes in the quiet rental house.

And there is a growing trend.

The glass cylinder on the side trembled slightly from time to time, obviously affected by the resonance.

The old woman was expressionless at first, but as time passed, the corners of her mouth gradually twitched.

There were blue veins on the wrinkled forehead.

"No reason!"

"What's the matter with Xiao Yutou?"

"Why are there so many strange young people suddenly coming downstairs?"

The crooked old woman murmured to herself somewhat puzzled.

"These guys are just too loud."

"It will affect the rest of my little ones."

"We must drive them away!"

The old woman stood up suddenly, turned and walked towards one of the glass cabinets.

Lift off the acrylic cover covering it, and stretch out the withered arms like branches into it.

Fiery red ants crawled out along her arms.

It took a full half a minute before she withdrew her arm.

After putting the cover back on, the old woman staggered towards the door.

Squat down and put the back of your hands on the ground.

"Go ahead, little ones."

"Bite all the people downstairs who don't belong to the small building!"

The old woman exhorted softly.

Those red ants immediately crawled out from the crack of the door along the arms.

Arranged into a neat marching column.

After going out, they were divided into two groups, one group went down the stairs, and the other group directly climbed up the vent on the outer wall of the corridor, and climbed down along the wall.

These red ants moved quickly, and when they reached the first and second floors, they broke up and scattered.

Climb to the feet of those cattle and horse anchors and people who eat melons, and unswervingly go up from the gaps in shoes and underwear.

As long as you find the meaty part, go up and take a bite!
"what!"

"hiss!"

"Fuck!"

"Ahh! Jill hurts so much!!"

The mouthparts of these red ants are huge, and they secrete corrosive venom when biting.

The wound immediately becomes red and swollen.

At the same time, there will be unspeakable pain!

All of a sudden, heart-piercing cries of pain came from the venue one after another!

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(End of this chapter)