"Turmeric, happy 30th birthday. I hope I can successfully go on a blind date this year, get married and have a daughter."

Sitting alone on the rooftop, Turmeric hummed a happy birthday song, blew out thirty small yellow candles, and looking at the birthday cakes and birthday gifts he bought, I felt that the past thirty years had really failed.

Under the yellow round titanium alloy glasses, there were turmeric's blank eyes. He made up his mind to change his life from today and start a new life. He was going to find a job and check in to work.

Thirty years old is the new fifteen years old, and the old boy is still a teenager!

Sighing, Turmeric picked up the yellow cell phone and glanced at the time, March 3rd, at 0:1.

Turmeric opened MSI and sent a message to Mr. Ji: "My son, I am Lao Jiang, I don't want to work hard anymore. I want to come to Xiaoji Live Guild to check in to work."

The other party replied to three question marks in seconds, followed by a sentence: "Old Jiang, come quickly, let Qiqi take you to the Human Resources Department, and you will be a member of the Ji family in the future. Anyway, you are familiar with these beautiful girls."

"Thank you, my son, I'll be here to work today."

Mr. Ji returned a good yellow Shiba Inu emoticon package. Turmeric knew that this was a stupid dog that the young master had raised for three years. He had a very fashionable foreign language name yellow. He had 50,000 fans in Mengzhan. Is it true that strong invincible?

The ginger number of turmeric has only 500 powders, so I occasionally post some updates.

The summer after graduating from Mingcheng Normal University, a lot of bad news happened, which made Turmeric choose to close himself and do some part-time jobs to support himself through the Internet. His life was pretty good.

Xiao Ji's live guild is very quick to pay, so she can work together for three years. Her main job is to slice the live broadcast content of the beautiful girl who has just entered the guild, edit the plot, and make one to two minutes of interesting short videos so that the beautiful girl can have something to post.

Because turmeric makes videos quickly and well, it outputs 100 short videos steadily every week, which has won praise from beautiful girls. So Mr. Ji also knows that Lao Jiang, a part-time editor, has seen the two of them several times at the comic exhibition.

Turmeric likes to watch Mr. Ji’s videos and live broadcasts. He lurks in Mr. Gongzi’s captain group and is also in the large group of anchors and operation groups of Xiaoji Live Guild. He has long been a member of the Ji family.

Other part-time editors cannot beat Lao Jiang in all aspects, so turmeric makes a big profit.

Xiao Ji Live Guild is one of the main parties to Turmeric's online orders. He still has a lot of ways to make money. He is a native of Mingcheng, with a house and a car. Unfortunately, he has no formal job and is used to being silent. Blind dates always fail.

After observing secretly for three years, Turmeric was sure that Mr. Ji was a good boss, so he decided to make a living with him.

After solving the work problem, Turmeric breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to take out his birthday gift. He took out a small stainless steel fish knife. The cast was vivid and the fish tail was a special knife he often used for dismantling express delivery.

Turmeric cuts the yellow tape of the carton, takes out a ball of bubble paper, cuts the transparent tape, and takes out a small copper dragon the size of a duck egg. It looks chubby and cute and cute.

This little fat dragon is really cute. When I was shopping online, I fell in love with it at first sight. I spent 250 yuan to take it home. Now I am really heavy. I deserve to be a little fat dragon weighing 250 grams.

The back has wings, a single horn on the head, a row of sharp thorns on the back, a big head and a big mouth, like a ball, and the texture of brass cast metal is really touching.

Turmeric really loves Little Tonglong, and he plays so hard that he just holds it in his left hand.

Eat all the birthday cakes, start cleaning the turmeric, throw the garbage into a yellow plastic trash can that can be opened, rinse the carbonized wood tables and chairs with a high-pressure water gun, and water the fruit trees.

The rooftop is square in shape, with a house in the middle, with stairs and elevators, garden tools and barbecue supplies, folding beds and swing chairs, which are a small paradise for turmeric.

Over the years, the favorite place for turmeric is the rooftop orchard. It is mixed with peat soil and coconut bricks and piled up a layer of soil up to one meter deep. The flowers, plants and fruit trees that can survive have grown great.

Unfortunately, the world has warmed rapidly in the past century. The Antarctic and Arctic covered by glaciers in history books no longer exists. Oceania has been flooded by rising sea surfaces, and many coastal lands have become seabeds.

Once upon a time, under the peaceful evolution of hundreds of countries, only the four major forces remained: Asia, Europe, America, and Africa.

The abnormal climate on the earth caused the hot summer heat in Mingcheng to be over 40 degrees, and the snow in the cold winter was over minus ten degrees. Occasionally, the snow in summer will occur, and the high temperature in winter will be hot, so many plants cannot survive the rooftop orchard.

Turmeric hummed a song and played with the little copper dragon. She was in a comfortable mood and watered it unconsciously. She looked at the night sky and suddenly discovered something strange. Why did the yellow moon turn blue?

Could it be that the eyes have hallucinations?

Turmeric blinked, huh, it's still the blue moon, is it because I have a problem?

Could I be sick?

Turmeric, who was a little scared, walked back, but didn't see the road tripping by the water pipe on the ground, and his left hand stinged, the little copper dragon's back prick was stained with blood, and then Turmeric saw a more mysterious scene.

The blue moon in the night sky poured down the pure and clear blue moonlight, connecting it with the blood-stained little copper dragon, and wrapped turmeric in it, causing him to lose his ability to move.

A strange voice sounded in his heart, chanting mysterious words repeatedly. Turmeric couldn't understand and didn't know what he was saying, but the sound kept going and he couldn't move.

Fear slowly came, and Turmeric couldn't even open his mouth and talk, and was so angry that he cursed in his heart.

"What are the pigs barking? They can't speak human words, right? Meow, it's OK, I agree."

As my heart fell, the blue moonlight became even more intense, and the bright turmeric could not be seen.

Suddenly, Turmeric felt something more in his heart, and a little copper dragon suddenly appeared in his mind. It was the strange scene of a angry brass fat dragon rolling around with his eyes closed and dark around him.

"Silly! This two-legged beast is so stupid that he dares to sign any godly soul sharing contract. He is also the witness of the Lord of the Mingyue. How can he resist? You can't resist! You will piss off the dragon to death, you will piss off the dragon to death!"

"Lord of the Nether Moon, you shameless old thing. The dragon has died in battle and refuses to let the dragon go. The dragon's flesh and blood are all destroyed. The dragon's soul is broken. Only such a little real spirit is left and there is still something to do. The dragon wants to go to the Ming Abyss, the dragon wants to be reincarnated and reincarnated as a dragon again. The dragon doesn't come to the earth, the dragon is not convinced!"

"What do you think? You are a brainless human, a creature on earth who doesn't understand what IQ is, have you told you many times. Don't sign, don't sign, don't agree, don't agree, don't understand Longyu, are you a deaf person? You really get angry the more you think about it."
Chapter completed!