Picking Up Fragments

Cough, cough.

Jiang Siming coughed twice, startling the two girls who turned around.

Wang Xinyi's face instantly turned as red as a burning fire, and the spoon held above the pot of dishes almost spilled.

"Brother, sorry if we disturbed your sleep. It's like this, this is my cousin. She came to see me today. I wanted to greet you, but when I knocked on the door, you didn't wake up, so..."

Wang Xinyi was afraid that Jiang Siming would be angry, so she quickly explained.

Leaning against the kitchen door, Jiang Siming smiled and said, "It's okay, I overslept. My bad. You two continue chatting."

"Brother, haven't you eaten yet? I've made a lot of food. Join us?" Wang Xinyi said expectantly.

"Yeah, sir, we were just about to make it and call you. My sister will be living here in the future, so we'll rely on you a lot. Let's have a meal together." Wang Xinyi's cousin also extended the invitation, feeling embarrassed about the earlier suspicion of Jiang Siming.

Jiang Siming, who originally wanted to refuse, saw Wang Xinyi's eyes full of expectation and reluctantly nodded in agreement.

"I can eat, but after eating, I'll clean up. Any objections?"

The two girls exchanged glances, both happily nodding. They respected each other and didn't want to reject their kindness. They were also willing to take on household chores.

Wang Xinyi's cousin felt more at ease. It seemed that her sister's neighbor was reliable.

In the evening, Jiang Siming had dinner with Wang Xinyi and her cousin.

Wang Xinyi mostly cooked, and her cousin helped a bit.

The food was delicious.

Jiang Siming didn't expect Wang Xinyi to be so skilled. The sweet and sour spare ribs and corn soup were exceptionally tasty.

With a hearty appetite, he ate three large bowls of rice. Fortunately, Wang Xinyi cooked too much, or the three of them might not have had enough.

After dinner, Jiang Siming cleaned the dishes and wiped the table. The two girls wanted to help but were "cruelly" rejected.

Wang Xinyi's cousin stayed for a while, reminding Wang Xinyi a bit, and then went back.

Wang Xinyi said goodnight to Jiang Siming and went back to her room.

Jiang Siming returned to his own bedroom, opened the computer, and continued to fight in the world of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds (PUBG) after being well-fed and watered.

He was quite satisfied with earning 120,000 credit in one night.

However, he was still considering whether to leverage his gaming skills. Since he was already good at playing PUBG, why not become a streamer or do some game companionship to make extra money?

Money is something everyone can use.

As for becoming a streamer, Jiang Siming hasn't thought much about it. He lacks experience in live broadcasting, has no popularity, and lacks distinctive talents.

Although his PUBG skills are strong now, live streaming is not just about skills. Viewers may not necessarily be interested.

The live broadcast platform is very competitive, and starting as a small streamer, even if he becomes popular, he might still be exploited by the platform.

Moreover, he doesn't even have the necessary equipment for live broadcasting. That's something to consider later.

Being a game companion is different. It brings in money quickly, gets paid hourly, and doesn't have many concerns.

Plus, he has voice acting skills. Being a game companion is essentially a job he's confident in.

Therefore, Jiang Siming logged into the popular gaming companion app called "Bixinguo Peiwan", registered an account, and applied to become a game companion with the ID "Ming."

As for the profile picture, Jiang Siming didn't plan to show his face. He sells his voice, not his appearance. So, he casually used a cartoon image of Crayon Shin-chan as his profile picture.

After uploading his identification information and applying for the gaming companion service, Jiang Siming had to wait for the result.

The efficiency of Bixinguo was high; immediately, a customer service representative, with a sweet voice, contacted Jiang Siming.

Indeed, game companions mostly relied on their voices for a living; even an ordinary customer service voice sounded quite pleasant.

"Hello, is this Mr. 'Ming,' the one applying for the gaming companion service?" The young lady on the other end inquired.

"Yes, is there anything you need to confirm?" Jiang Siming replied.

There was a brief pause on the other end of the computer, and after about three seconds, the voice resumed.

"Sorry for zoning out. So, Mr. Ming, we need to verify your basic information. Will your gaming companion services only be for PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds (PUBG)?"

"Yes, is there a problem?"

"Well, your voice is very pleasant. I suggest you expand into other services, such as other games, especially chatting services. It will be very promising."

The earlier pause was because the customer service lady was captivated by Jiang Siming's voice.

As a customer service representative at Bixinguo, she had heard countless pleasant male voices of various types. But Jiang Siming's voice set a new benchmark for "pleasant."

So, she kindly suggested, aiming to deepen a positive impression and maybe make a new friend.

"No need, I'll stick to gaming for PUBG only," Jiang Siming firmly declined.

"Ah... that's fine. But Mr. Ming, your PUBG ID shows a score of only 1500, with a KDA of 3.0. With this score, you can only handle low-end services; you'll have to start from there," the customer service representative reminded him.

"What are the benefits for low-end services?"

"Usually, it's 20 credit per hour, and the platform takes a 40% fee."

A bit low.

Jiang Siming hesitated.

Hearing Jiang Siming's silence, the customer service lady kindly suggested again:

"Mr. Ming, your game score determines your companion level. I can't change that. However, if you're willing to accept other services like chatting, I can take the liberty of upgrading you to a gold-level service and immediately provide you with a recommendation. What do you think?"

Jiang Siming's voice was truly charming.

The customer service lady knew that a voice like his, if used for chatting, would be extremely popular. Female clients would definitely fight over his orders!

Even if she took the liberty to make this decision, the management wouldn't blame her.

The customer service lady waited eagerly for what felt like an eternity, and Jiang Siming's voice sounded again.

"No need, I'll start with low-end services. I'll only take gaming companionship for PUBG."

Hearing Jiang Siming's persistence, the customer service lady had no choice.

She proceeded to verify Jiang Siming's information and submitted the request.

As a favor, she also secured a recommendation spot for Jiang Siming.

Although the position was not prominent, the fact that Jiang Siming's data qualified for a recommendation was already against the rules.

"Thank you," Jiang Siming expressed gratitude, aware that the representative was helping him.

"No worries, I really like your voice. If I need a gaming companion in the future, I hope you'll take my orders," the playful customer service lady said.

"Sure, your first order won't have a fee," Jiang Siming replied with a smile.

After ending the conversation with the customer service lady, Jiang Siming resumed his focus on the game. Since no one had accepted his orders, he had to play solo for now.

Meanwhile, in the DouYu platform's thriving PUBG live broadcast category, two female PUBG stars were vying for top spots—Dumb Little Sister and Little Tuantuan.

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