Although he is also considered a great god, he is still far behind great gods of Yiye Pianzhou's level.
He sat there with his eyes wide open for a while, unable to hold back, "No, I'm going to PK with him!"
Yu Chu picked up the cup on the table, took a sip of water, and said leisurely: "You should know him in real life. He is Li Haorui from the Finance Department of our school."
Tang Mo opened his mouth wide.
Perhaps he also understood that he could not compare with others. After a while, he finally scratched his head in annoyance: "Then...what should I do?"
"It's okay, sister will help you." The girl showed an encouraging look, "Amo, you are not worse looking than Li Haorui, you just don't know how to dress up. I think if you change your style, you will look better than him."
Caught off guard by such a disguised compliment, Tang Mo was stunned for a moment and touched his nose uncomfortably:
"Really…really?"
"Really?" Yu Chu nodded, and suddenly asked, "By the way, what do you do with the 500 yuan? If there is no urgent need, why not use it to remodel. I have to pay the rent now, and I don't have any other money."
Tang Mo was stunned.
He used it to buy equipment. If the two of them were not on good terms, he could yell at his sister and force her to take out the money. But now that they were comrades-in-arms, he suddenly couldn't say anything vicious.
Yu Chu saw through his thoughts, "Are you going to use the money to buy equipment? Ah Mo, I think reality is more important. Games are virtual after all."
This sentence made a lot of sense. Tang Mo hesitated and nodded, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
Yu Chu smiled kindly.
Child, you are too young.
The next day she didn't play the game, but took Tang Mo to change his look. She dyed his rebellious yellow hair back and changed his denim jacket into a simple white short-sleeved shirt.
A handsome boy with delicate features is fresh out of the oven.
Tang Mo touched his head uncomfortably, then turned back to look at Yu Chu. The girl smiled affirmatively, "This looks good, Amo."
The boy was stunned for a moment, his face slightly red, but he still muttered: "...Humph, you are the only one who talks too much."
Back in the rental house, before Tang Mo even complained about being hungry, the girl had already stuffed a hundred-yuan bill into his pocket:
"Amo, my sister has to go to work. You can go to the street to eat something and come back early in the evening."
Tang Mo was stunned, watching the slender girl pushing an electric bike with a large takeout box behind her, almost submerging her thin body.
Yu Chu showed it to him specially.
If he didn't see it with his own eyes, he would never know how hard his sister's life was.
The boy stood there in a daze until the girl's back disappeared. Then he lowered his head slightly, looked at the slightly worn one hundred yuan in his hand, and pursed his lips.
…
Arriving at the door, Yu Chu rang the doorbell and thought silently: Why did this person order takeout again?
…Anyway, judging by his behavior yesterday, he didn't do it to see her. In his eyes, she must be a stranger who couldn't be any stranger.
The doorbell rang.
The boy looked over with his beautiful dark eyes, paused, and then stood up to open the door.
There was a slight sound of the door opening. Yu Chu outside the door followed the system's strategy, smiled brightly, bowed and said, "Hello, here's your takeaway."
The boy was wearing a simple short-sleeved shirt, revealing fair skin. He lowered his long eyelashes, glanced at the takeaway box with his beautiful eyes, and said calmly:
"Sorry, I didn't order takeout."
Yu Chu was stunned.