4: Their skill is so adept it's heartbreaking!

First thing, a 2000 yuan cash reward, no problem.

Second thing, what kind of publicity ambassador?

Su Yun was confused: "No, I'm just a trash picker. Your Police Bureau wants me to be a publicity ambassador?"

In his impression, weren't publicity ambassadors usually tall, handsome, and full of swagger?

Although he was handsome, due to the show, he was currently just a trash picker.

"It's fine."

"The Director said that contrast creates attraction and draws attention."

"Handsome Man, even though you pick up trash, your ideological awareness is very high."

The beautiful police officer explained with a smile.

The two arrived at the cafeteria restaurant, having missed the mealtime, so there were hardly any people.

Su Yun thought for a moment.

Just for the three dishes and one soup in front of him—two meat, one vegetable, and one soup—plus the 2000 yuan cash reward.

He agreed to be this publicity ambassador...

— [Being handsome is great; even picking up trash can make you a publicity ambassador!]

— [Trash picking is getting competitive now; are people even allowed to live anymore?]

— [A small knife to the butt—that opened my eyes!]

— [Streamer, I love you!]

Popularity +1 +1 +1

Popularity +1 +1 +1

...Taking notes in the afternoon was simple; Su Yun briefly described the incident.

The police evaluated and archived the firearms and bullets.

Knock knock knock!

After finishing the record-taking, Su Yun, who was sitting alone in the independent tea room drinking tea, heard a knock at the door.

"Come in!"

He answered casually.

The next moment, a short, stout Little Fatty with a plump figure walked in.

"Hey, Brother Su!"

Little Fatty smiled as soon as he saw Su Yun, nodding and bowing.

A black jacket was worn over his short-sleeved shirt, cinching his layers of fat.

"You are..."

"Hello, Brother Su, I'm the personal Photographer sent by the show's production team!"

"The show has a rule: names in the top 200 get a private Photographer!"

Little Fatty explained with a grin.

"My name is Wang Fan..."

"Brother Su, from now on, I'm yours!"

"It's my first time, my first time being a personal Photographer!...

"Please, Brother Su, be gentle with me!"

"..."

Su Yun was speechless.

Evening.

Su Yun was called by the police officer, who said he needed to get makeup done and shoot a promotional video.

Because of the show, he had gained a bit of popularity, and the Police Bureau wanted to leverage it.

Arriving at the photography studio.

The police had already set up the scene.

Many people participated in the filming.

Su Yun's arranged appearance only involved one line.

"I found a penny on the side of the road..."

It was a cameo.

"Is that all?"

Photographer Wang Fan pouted, dissatisfied with the Police Bureau's arrangement, and complained furiously in his heart.

"Brother, why don't we just quit?"

"Just a face shot, one line—this is just being an extra..."

Yes, it was indeed being an extra.

"Then, if not, what are we going to do tonight, where are we staying?"

"..."

One line, one face shot, a figure picking up trash... Su Yun didn't deliberately act.

An iron arm grabber, a basket... a toss, a throw, a coin into the basket... The figure walking alone towards the Police Bureau was stretched long by the lights...

— [Boo hoo hoo, even a penny found is sent to the Police Bureau!]

— [I'm crying, why does the Streamer look like he was born to pick up trash!]

— [He doesn't even need to act!]

— [This set of actions is so practiced it makes one's heart ache...]

The filming ended simply.

Su Yun and Photographer Wang Fan were arranged to rest in a double room.

The incident fermented overnight.

Major online platforms seized on the hot topic and began to comment...

Early in the morning.

Su Yun opened his eyes, and a "ding" sound echoed in his mind.

"Today is another day full of hope; check-in successful!"

"Physique +1, Appearance +1"

"Today's fortune prediction: Minor auspicious!"

It can be like this?

He stretched his arms, feeling full of strength.

Looking in the mirror, his skin was fairer again... Su Yun pondered.

He figured the system meant: checking in by picking up trash could enhance attributes?

And it could predict the day's fortune... Today was minor auspicious, which wasn't bad, a good start.

He hoped his basket would be overflowing today!

He hoped he wouldn't pick up a type 38 rifle today...

The new day's livestream began, and the viewership surpassed the 10,000 mark!

"Holy cow, Brother, we're on fire!"

Photographer Wang Fan roared.

The livestream room's bullet comments flooded in, covering the screen.

— [Is this the guy who picked up the type 38 rifle?]

— [He's very handsome.]

— [Hurry up, the early bird gets the worm; get up and pick up trash!]

...Su Yun and Photographer Wang Fan didn't wake up until eight or nine in the morning.

The Police Bureau's breakfast time was long over.

After receiving the 2000 yuan cash reward.

Su Yun decided he couldn't keep searching aimlessly.

"Come on, I'll take you to breakfast!"

Upon hearing there was food, Photographer Wang Fan instantly perked up.

"Brother, I want soy milk, fried dough sticks, and two tea eggs!"

"Eat, eat big pieces..."

Su Yun casually found a relatively large breakfast shop at a roadside stall not far from the Police Bureau.

At this moment.

A diligent figure, with light steps, was weaving back and forth through the crowd.

Behind him, a Photographer followed closely.

The two, one in front and one behind, harbored the dream of becoming billionaires, full of hope for their current lives.

Yes.

This waiter at the breakfast shop was also a member of "the strongest challenger" variety show.

He was lucky enough to draw the position of a breakfast waiter.

2000 yuan a month, lodging included but not food.

This salary made the contestant very happy...

Contestant No. 87 was bragging while washing dishes.

"Hehe, Brother, how about it, wasn't it right to follow me?"

The Photographer nodded: "No problem, Brother!"

"I'm smart, right? The waiter job is a jack-of-all-trades. If customers don't finish, we can just pack up some leftovers to take back, get some small wine..."

"On the first day the show aired, I wonder how many people couldn't even get food."

"Just tell me, isn't it great to be with me?"

"Great!"

The Photographer echoed.

Just as the two were fantasizing about a wonderful life, the boss rushed into the back kitchen.

He cursed: "Hey, you... stop your damn bragging! There are customers ordering out front. If you keep dawdling and messing things up, get out!"

Contestant No. 87 wiped his hands.

Nodding and bowing: "Alright, coming right away!"

The Photographer got up and followed him.

Soon.

A large table of delicious food, the breakfast shop's specialty, almost couldn't fit on the table.

Contestant No. 87 smiled: "Customer, your meal is here. Enjoy your meal!"

Su Yun nodded: "Thank you..."

Just as the two looked up.

Photographer Wang Fan and Contestant No. 87's Photographer exchanged glances.

"Whoa!?"

"Holy crap!?"

The two exclaimed.

Su Yun was startled: "You know each other?"

Photographer Wang Fan replied: "Brother, we are all Photographers!"

The four looked at each other.

Contestant No. 87's face suddenly turned strange.

"Buddy, are you also a contestant?"

"Uh, yeah..."

"What profession did you draw?"

"I'm a trash picker!"