I attacked the god of learning

Obviously wearing a fisherman hat to shade the sun.

But maybe the visor didn't work well.

Anyway, Cheng Xinglin wore this sun visor as if he had been exposed to the sun for 10 minutes.

The mask can leak out of the ears, neck, all the way down.

The whole person turned red.

Jian Xing witnessed the process of Cheng Xinglin becoming familiar with his own eyes, his lips curled up slightly, without saying anything, he bypassed him, and went directly to carry things in the SUV.

When Cheng Xinglin saw Jian Xing passing by, he immediately reacted and ran over.

Cheng Xinglin ran to Jian Xing's side, wanting to take what was in his hand.

But Jian Xing walked around and left with two boxes in his arms.

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

What if the senior doesn't pick up the box - then he can move it quickly.

As long as he runs fast, Jian Xing will move fewer things.

Cheng Xinglin reunited with his school bully strength, three boxes at a time, and ran into the small shop at a speed of [-] meters sprint and ran out again.

Forcibly turning a moving act into a racing competition.

On the second trip, Cheng Xinglin was just about to hook his waist to grab an avocado drink in the SUV, when Jian Xing hooked his collar and grabbed him directly.

"I won't fight with you." Jian Xing was helpless, "I know you can move, but don't run away, move slowly?"

Cheng Xinglin's ears that were hooked by the mask turned red again.

Didn't say anything, anyway, the back started at a normal speed.

It takes two people to move things in 10 minutes.

I saw goods, large and small, piled up all over the room.

It was Cheng Xinglin who felt——

It is indeed a hard sell.

It's not just a question of whether new products can be accepted by customers here.

Just the accumulation of these goods can be described as vast.

Even if Jian Xing came to help...

With the strength of one more person, it is estimated that so many things cannot be sold in a short time.

Cheng Xinglin looked at these goods with a heavy heart, but it didn't show on the surface.

I just took a rag and wiped the display window sill again.

There is no need to be mourned, and he will try to sell if he can't sell it all.

It can't be that Jian Xing has come, he still has a sad face, right?

Cheng Xinglin diligently cleaned the display stand, and then displayed some of the best-looking items.

"Senior, look, if I put these things here, it should attract more Gu—"

Cheng Xinglin's voice stopped.

The entire shop was empty, and there was no sign of Jian Xing at all.

Cheng Xinglin stopped wiping the table in a daze, but the next moment, Jian Xing came back with a half-person-high whiteboard and a bag of Ding Ling's palms.

"Senior." Cheng Xinglin hurried over to pick up the thing in his hand, "What is this?"

"This is some way of doing business." Jian Xing didn't let him pick it up, went in with something, and opened it on a stool.

After the bag was opened, there was a bunch of their latest key chain peripherals from the amusement park.

Recently, Happy Valley has a new designer. I don’t know why the idea of ​​IP came up. They even designed a bunch of cute images and made various peripherals to sell here.

"...business operation...what do you mean?" Cheng Xinglin raised his eyes to look at Jian Xing.

Just a bunch of keychains, how can it be a business operation method? ?

"Blind box draw." Jian Xing said briefly, "As long as you buy a package that includes our new products, you can sell a keychain together, but the probability of getting the keychain is random, and there is no guarantee of what you can get each time."

"However - if you can save all five, you can find us to exchange for a hidden money - this exchange is free."

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

Can you still do this? ? ?

Of course it can be done in this way, not only can it be done in this way, but Jian Xing has other ideas.

"Did you see that little blackboard outside?" Jian Xing asked.

"I know that, do you want to post an advertisement? Post the advertisement for the blind box?"

Jian Xing: "No."

Jian Xing: "The second way of selling is concept selling."

"...What is concept selling?" Cheng Xinglin asked.

"Modern people like a healthy diet. The new product developed by this boss is also aimed at health. So we can launch a healthy package to see if it can attract female customers."

Smoke blind box, healthy meal...

How does Jian Xing's head grow...

Cheng Xinglin picked up a bunch of keychains, pretended to look at the keychains, and hid his overly adoring eyes in this action.

See him in action.

Jian Xing's heart beat slightly.

As if wanting to see the positive side of his expression, Jian Daxue coughed and continued: "Actually, there is a third way."

"what? What?"

Cheng Xinglin, who was holding the keychain, instantly looked up at Jian Xing.

He didn't say anything, and the light in his eyes was enough to explain his admiration.

Jian Xing stared at Cheng Xinglin for dozens of seconds, satisfied, and then said: "The third way is to hire a spokesperson to do promotion."

Jian Xing: "However, we don't have this condition."

"The first two are already very good!!!" Cheng Xinglin said sincerely.

Are you afraid that things will not be sold if you use both methods? ? ?

Cheng Xinglin asked again: "Senior, how did you know so many methods?"

Jian Xing: "It's just what I read when I read idle books, but it's actually nothing..."

Jian Xing's family style requires low-key behavior and does not show off his talents.

He felt a little embarrassed about doing so.

But he couldn't help showing it in front of Cheng Xinglin.

In order to suppress her embarrassment, Jane coughed and asked Cheng Xinglin: "But now we still need a poster, can you draw?"

According to the usual practice, then they should squeeze head to head in front of the poster board, and start writing and drawing warmly.

Cheng Xinglin also thought of such a beautiful picture scroll.

So he raised his hand very excitedly: "Of course—no."

·

Cheng Xinglin didn't mean to be funny.

But he really can't draw.

The only thing he can draw is the matchstick figure—the kind of matchstick with limbs, an oval in the middle, a perfect circle on the top, and a few hairs to make it a personal one.

Jian Xing: "Okay."

Cheng Xinglin: "Senior, can you draw?"

Jian Xing: "...I won't either."

Two disabled hands are not worthy of writing and drawing warmly, but Jian Xing will not be helpless.

He took out his mobile phone and called Pan Yangwen—to ask Pan Yangwen to find a printing shop quickly, use the computer of the printing shop to design a copy, and then print it out and send it over.

There is still an hour before the opening of the park, so it is completely in time.

Jian Xing sent his request to Pan Yangwen.

But half an hour later, Pan Yangwen walked over with a roll of posters and a bag of things, muttering.

He came over again and again, muttering things that everyone couldn't understand, such as "I don't like it", "I went to Tsinghua University", "Impossible", "I won't delay you", which caused everyone to burst into laughter——

It caused Jian Xing to kick him directly.

Brief line: "Calculus."

Pan Yangwen handed the poster and the bag in his hand to Jian Xing, and said righteously: "Brother Jian, what are you talking about? How can calculus be a means to threaten your classmates? As a god of learning, shouldn't you be willing to help others without asking for anything in return?" ——Primary school boy, you can see, he usually pretends to be gentle and elegant, a gentleman, and kicks me like this in private."

Jian Xing: "..."

Pan Yangwen didn't understand at all what it means to settle accounts after autumn, so he blinked at Cheng Xinglin more vigorously, with an expression that I was so pitiful that I was about to cry: "Do you sympathize with me?"

"I don't sympathize with your mother." Cheng Xinglin replied immediately.

Perhaps because he was afraid that Pan Yangwen would be unhappy, Cheng Xinglin immediately added: "But I don't sympathize with you either."

Cheng Xinglin: "Senior is not that kind of person."

Pan Yangwen: "..."

When Jian Xing heard that Cheng Xing was in a row, he couldn't help turning his head and smiling.

Pan Yangwen: "..."

Cabbage, it’s cold in the ground.

Pan Yangwen was blanketed and fed dog food.

After Cheng Xinglin finished speaking, he put on an obedient .jpg look and said to Pan Yangwen: "But I'm still very grateful to Pan Shen, I really really trouble you."

Why am I Pan Shen, and Jian Xing is the senior.

Pan Yangwen made a complaint silently in his heart, but he didn't say it out.

"Don't, don't, don't do this, brother Jian will kick me later." Pan Yangwen rejected Cheng Xinglin's politeness.

He looked in the shop where Cheng Xinglin worked, and found something - "There's a hamburger, I just didn't have breakfast - how much is the hamburger?"

"I invite God Pan to eat!" Cheng Xinglin said bluntly.

"Thank you!" Pan Yangwen smiled brightly, "I'm still reliable as a junior! I want a hamburger, a cup of Coke and a grilled sausage."

Cheng Xinglin immediately took out the ingredients that Pan Yangwen needed, packed him a bag with unskilled movements, and put them in his hands.

Pan Yangwen swaggered out with a kraft paper bag.

However, he had only walked out less than five meters when Cheng Xinglin heard the sound of the cash register.

"Alipay arrives, 35 yuan."

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

Cheng Xinglin glanced at the price list - these items add up to exactly this price.

"...Agreed that I'll treat him to dinner." Cheng Xinglin said in a low voice.

"Don't be polite to him." Jian Xing said, "Let him pay what he has to pay, he's not short of the money—do you want to put up posters?"

"it is good!"

Cheng Xinglin immediately took the poster in Jian Xing's hand, unfolded the poster on the blackboard, and then turned his head when he was seated, and looked at the bag in Jian Xing's hand: "Is this a tool? Is there any glue in it, senior?"

"It's not a tool." Jian Xing said, "It's in the shop, I'll get it for you."

Jian Xing went into the store and took the transparent glue, and the two of them glued the poster together.

After gluing it on, Cheng Xinglin looked at the poster - he always felt that the unpainted white in the middle of the poster looked very strange.

But it's possible, and that's art.

Cheng Xinglin has not yet been able to appreciate what kind of art this is.

But Jian Xing stuffed something in his hand.

Cheng Xinglin picked up the thing in his hand and took a look - he found that it was a pad pen commonly used in art classes for painting paint.

give him this...

Cheng Xinglin suddenly came to his senses, he looked at the blank part of the poster in front of him, and then turned his head to look at Jian Xing.

Jian Xing held two cans of paint in his hand, and the same pen as him, and said with a smile: "I can't draw, but we will always paint."

"What color do you want?" Jian Xing asked, "I'll adjust it for you."

·

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

It turns out that the blank space on the poster is not so-called art.

It was Jian Xing who deliberately asked Pan Yangwen to stay.

Let them enjoy the fun of painting posters.

"I'd like to color it." Cheng Xinglin said.

"Okay." Jian Xing handed him the paint and a brand-new seasoning plate.

Cheng Xinglin squatted on the ground, first looked at the colors on the poster, then carefully selected a few colors, and began to mix colors.

Cheng Xinglin repeated the comparison several times, and felt that the color was good, so he gave the palette to Jian Xing.

But Jian Xing just took it over very naturally, held it in his hand, and signaled Cheng Xing to come to the painting.

Cheng Xinglin took a color-mixing brush and dipped it in the paint, and daubed the color on the poster bit by bit.

He drew very carefully, and the black lines left in the blank parts were very thin, but Cheng Xinglin didn't paint on the lines at all.

Cheng Xinglin painted a color block, squatted on the ground, looked up at Jian Xing: "Does it look good?"

Jian Xing did not speak.

He looked at Cheng Xinglin for a moment, then picked up the pen.

Is Jian Xing going to draw?

Cheng Xinglin turned his head expectantly.

But the next moment, he felt that the strokes of the brush fell on his hat.

Jian Xing gently drew three consecutive strokes on Cheng Xinglin's black hat.

Cheng Xinglin felt that the upper two strokes were curved downwards, and the lower two strokes were upward curved.

Then this pattern should be...

Jian Xing looked at the little smiling face he drew, and the dazed Cheng Xinglin below: "It looks better this way."

·

...to die.

If he hadn't confessed his failure a few days ago.

If it weren't for him now, he would not have turned into a schoolboy god according to what Jian Xing said in the future.

Then he will feel that Jian Xing is flirting with him! ! !

After Jian Xing said this, he also knelt down beside him, and the warm sea breeze breathed into Cheng Xinglin's nose continuously.

then--

Someone Cheng was able to draw straight lines just now, but now Cheng Xinglin draws crookedly.

I don't know if it was exposed to the sun or something was mixed in the paint.

His whole body was red like an allergy.

Fortunately, Jian Xing didn't squeeze beside him for a long time, and soon, the music for the opening of the park started.

The two put their work first, quickly finished painting the posters, packed up the pens and paints, went back inside to wash their hands, and waited for the battle.

After Jian Xing's arrangement just now, Cheng Xinglin is not worried about today's sales at all.

Surely they can sell everything.

Indeed, Jian Xing's operation just now can be said to be as fierce as a tiger.

but.

After the stall was opened, the situation was far beyond Cheng Xinglin's expectations.

It took less than a quarter of an hour to open the park.

The entrance of their shop is directly overcrowded.

Facing the set menu launched by the blind box and Jian Xing, the ladies and sisters who squeezed over wailed——

"Please, don't want a set meal, it doesn't matter if you buy the keychain or not, I just want to leave the opportunity to see the handsome guy to the little sisters behind——"

·

That's how it happened.

In the first 5 minutes of the opening of the park, all the young ladies passed by the door of their shop, and then rushed straight ahead.

After all, coming in so early is either to brush up on the project or to occupy a seat at the Electronic Music Festival. No one will be so perverted that he will prepare a fried chicken burger as soon as he enters the park.

but.

It may be that hits sometimes have to happen!

I don't know which young lady accepted the favor of fate and suddenly turned around.

Then, she saw Cheng Xinglin who was drinking a Coke, and Jian Xing who was watching Cheng Xinglin playing a Coke.

Both of them were wearing masks.

One even had a bucket hat covering his entire face.

But it didn't prevent her from seeing Jian Xing's eyes, and seeing the figure of the faceless little brother, so she could tell that they were handsome guys! !

Still super high quality! ! !

The young lady let out a "fuck".

In the spirit of watching handsome guys for free and not bastards, even thousands of people rushed to Jian Lin's shop.

Her behavior of moving against the flow of people attracted the attention of several people around her.

Someone also glanced in her direction, and then made the same fucking sound.

And then.

People just... change more, change more, change more.

The young lady at the front of the line made a very dedicated voice - "Leave a little chance for the sisters behind".

Cheng Xinglin didn't expect the traffic to be so large, he was going crazy.

The vegan sandwiches, which were expected to be bought by no one, were consumed at a rapid rate—and it seemed that there was no blind box, and there seemed to be no push concept.

Everyone bought a copy, took a photo, said "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhds," and then left, and then left.

Cheng Xinglin was so busy that his feet didn't touch the floor - soon, all the things placed below were sold out.

Cheng Xinglin hurriedly stepped on a stool again, and went to a high place to move other stocks.

With his hand strength and physical strength, there is no problem with two boxes at once.

Cheng Xinglin pulled the two boxes of things into his arms, with a little difficulty, and made a small sound of exerting force.

Jian Xing seemed to have eyes behind his back, and said "sorry for a moment" to the next girl who ordered, turned around and walked quickly to Cheng Xinglin's side, helped him with the box, and moved the things down.

"Don't take so much." Jian Xing took the upper box for him and put it on the ground, "Be careful."

"it is good."

Cheng Xinglin was so busy that he wished he had eight hands. After Jian Xing helped him, he quickly returned to the cashier and continued to order.

The two of them acted naturally as if nothing had happened just now.

Jian Xing was still his iceberg poker face, and asked the girl who ordered outside: "Hello, what do you want to eat?"

"Have...a cup of coffee, I'm...suppressed." The girl said calmly.

It's been a long time since she ate something so sweet, she felt like she couldn't take it anymore.

Jian Xing ordered a cup of coffee for her, and soon after, Cheng Xinglin came over with the coffee.

The girl took the coffee and walked to a place not far from the small shop, then took out her mobile phone and turned on the microphone—"Sisters, sisters who are in Happy Valley today must go to the gourmet town, okay? ? There is a pair of real handsome guy CP here, the interaction is super sweet, the beautiful CP feeling, the coffee can’t hold back, I’m so sweet after eating sugar!!”

After the girl finished recording this voice, she took a photo of a small shop with a long queue.

Then, he made a video together with a photo taken when Jian Xing went to help Cheng Xinglin with the box, and threw it on a certain sound.

In just a few minutes, the playback volume of this video became 1W.

Then, more and more girls and boys came to buy things from all over Happy Valley.

The flow of people instantly became several times that of before.

Cheng Xinglin was so busy making drinks, taking hamburger skewers and grilling sausages that everyone flew up.

If it wasn't for his exceptional physical fitness, he would have collapsed in the store long ago.

But even with such good physical fitness, after another half an hour, he could barely hold on.

Cheng Xinglin tried his best not to show it in front of Jian Xing.

But I don't know how many times it was, when he delivered food to Jian Xing's side.

Unable to hold back, he sighed very softly.

Jian Xing, who was standing next to him, didn't raise her head, she stretched out her hand and pulled him to the front of the cash register.

"Change." Jian Xing said briefly.

"I'll change—"

"You take the cash." Jian Xing said.

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

He is more afraid of this kind of mental work than physical work.

After all, he is not a mathematician like Jian Xing.

But Cheng Xinglin was able to understand Jian Xing's kindness in wanting him to take a break, so he lowered his head and studied the machine for a minute, and said to the young lady in front of him, "You... hello, what would you like to eat?"

"A glass of avocado juice would be fine." The girl smiled.

Butter Juice...

There is no need to press other buttons for this one, just one click.

After Cheng Xinglin finished pressing, he picked up the QR code scanner: "A total of 23 yuan, may I ask WeChat or Alipay."

"Alipay." The girl said with a smile, "Little brother, you are so nervous, don't be nervous-the smiling face on your head is so cute, did you buy the hat from Taobao?"

"I bought it in a physical store." Jian Xing brought out a glass of butter juice and explained for Cheng Xinglin, "I drew the smiling face."

The girl who was joking just now: "..."

Well, the clown turned out to be me.

Her pain alone has made KSWL for many people behind her.

Cheng Xinglin didn't know what they were happy about - probably because they saw the happiness of a handsome guy like Jian Xing.

He was also very happy to see Jian Xing.

There were only a lot of people queuing outside. At eleven o'clock in the morning, everything that was expected to last a day was sold out.

In the end, Cheng Xinglin remembered to save two burgers.

As lunch for him and Jian Xing.

After selling everything, Cheng Xinglin closed the shutters of the shop, took out the hamburger he had rescued, and gave it to Jian Xing.

"Thank you for your hard work this morning, senior."

Just as Cheng Xinglin opened the thank you note, the phone rang.

Cheng Xinglin took out his mobile phone—the person who disrupted the harmony between him and Jian Xing eating, Nais Hang Yitong.

Cheng Xinglin answered the phone: "Hi, what's the matter?"

"Are you sitting?" Hang Yitong blurted out on the other end of the phone.

"... Sit down." Cheng Xinglin was at a loss, "What do you mean?"

"Are you working in Happy Valley today?" Hang Yitong asked again.

"correct."

"Damn it." Hang Yitong, "I knew it!!! Then is Jianshen working with you???"

Cheng Xinglin: "...have you come to Happy Valley?"

Hang Yitong: "I haven't."

Cheng Xinglin: "Then how do you know?"

Hang Yitong: "I won't tell you, you can search Happy Valley by yourself."

……what?

Cheng Xinglin asked, "What's there?"

"There are people who have a crush on the confession, there are people who have a crush on it but fail, and there are people who, after failing to confess their crush on it, are on the list with his male god." Hang Yitong sighed.

Cheng Xinglin: "????"

What's the meaning? ? ? ?