Chigua: as Soon as You Stick Your Butt Out, I Know You're Going to Shit

At four o'clock in the morning, while working the night shift at a convenience store, Lynch stared at his roommate's red underwear, and suddenly a line of words flashed before his eyes: There is a melon hidden in his underwear. Just touch it for three seconds. From then on, the secrets of everyone in Jiangcheng were hidden from him. Internet loan scammers, counterfeit wine workshops, yin and yang contracts, familiarity with data, lip-syncing by Internet celebrities, MCN scams... He has delivered takeaways, sorted express delivery, slept in an eight-square-meter partition room, and also held the handle to make billionaires kneel down. It's cool to eat other people's melons. It's even better to use other people's melons to exchange money for power and life. But Lynch didn't expect that when he ate the 50th melon, a light came on in the building opposite. Someone is eating too. And, one step ahead of him. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.