San Fu

The video of Niu Sandao has started to be played on the screen in the store in a loop. At first, the old uncle and aunt were very interested, and stood in front of the screen to watch for a while when they were free. After two days, they became tired.

"My eyes are covered with calluses." The old man said.

"Who made you stare at it all the time," Duan Feifei said with a smile, "You have watched the video more than 1000 times in just a few minutes."

"Isn't that the first time on TV." The old man said, "Rare."

"There's another TV show at night," Duan Feifan said, "Remember to watch it when you and my aunt get home. At 08:30, that's the real TV."

"Remember, your old aunt changed the channel before going out today, and you can watch it as soon as you turn on the TV when you get home," the old uncle said.

"When it's broadcast, we'll put it on the screen in the store together, and the two will play it in turn." Duan Feifei said.

The old uncle nodded with a smile, and looked at the screen with some emotion: "You young people really do things differently. We really couldn't think of such a way of doing things."

"You can't do it even if you think about it," said the old aunt. "Do we know those people?"

"Jiang Kuo and I will go to Lao Fan's place later," Duan Feifei said, "Lao Fan wants to watch that show together."

"Take Yang Ke?" the old aunt asked.

"Take it." Duan Feifei nodded.

"That kid is weird. For a while, he feels that his brain is working well, and then he feels very stunned," the old aunt said, "Is his brain working well or not?"

"Isn't Jiang Kuo allowed him to do so many jobs? He was the one who ran for the license back then," Duan Feifei said, "He just has a brain circuit that is not in the same position as others."

Jiang Kuo went to refuel the car, drove directly onto the sidewalk and stopped in front of the store.

"Don't get out of the car!" Duan Feifei shouted at him.

"You guys go," the old man waved his hand, "We'll leave after packing up in a while."

Duan Feifei got into the car.

"Where's Yang Ke?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"He'll go there later by himself," Duan Feifei said, "He's going to make a summary of the key issues of the day's chat records at this time every day or something, and say you asked him to do it."

"...I just asked him to sort out the key points of customer inquiries on a regular basis, that is, what the people who came to ask recently are more concerned about, and the content with high repetitions in feedback," Jiang Kuo sighed, "Who asked him to make a summary for the day? Aren't you afraid of dying of exhaustion?"

"I'll tell him to come down." Duan Feifei picked up his mobile phone and dialed Yang Ke's number.

After a while, Yang Ke came down with his notebook in his arms. He was taken aback when he saw the car, and took a peek inside before getting into the car.

"What are you looking at?" Duan Feifei asked.

"I thought Mr. Jiang was here." Yang Ke said.

"Waiting for him to come," Jiang Kuo pulled the car off the sidewalk, "Let's decide for you, say I bullied you."

"No way," Yang Ke said, "I don't need to sue you for bullying me, everyone knows that."

"I've never bullied him before," Jiang Kuo looked at Duan Feifan, "Can you believe it, every time he meets, he looks like I've bullied him, and when I ask him if Jiang Kuo beat you, he grits his teeth and endures the humiliation." Say, no."

Duan Feifei laughed: "I can't tell, Yang Ke, you are so hurt."

"He and Hu Zhenyu have never done good things together since childhood," Yang Ke sat in the back seat and looked at his notebook, "I have to keep them away from me."

"Then you did it," Jiang Kuo said, "I really don't want to talk to you."

"I never thought there would be such a day," Yang Ke typed on his notebook, "I'll work for you." "I didn't treat you badly," Jiang Kuo said.

"Oh?" Yang Ke questioned. "I'll give you money at the end of the year," Jiang Kuo said, "and it won't let you do it for nothing."

"When you share the money, I will starve to death before the summer vacation." Yang Ke said.

"If it weren't for this job," Jiang Kuo glanced at him in the rearview mirror, "how do you plan to live?"

"I don't know, find an electronics factory to work." Yang Ke said.

"...You really have lofty ideals." Jiang Kuo nodded.

Fan Jiabao's unmanned and unattended coffee shop is currently used almost exclusively for him to watch Duan Feifei and Jiang Kuo start their businesses.

Today, he was still on the second floor, and he invited two of his friend cooks with flower arms to cook.

"It can be regarded as a farewell party for you," Fan Jiabao looked at the little pig, "Have you already decided to leave tomorrow?"

"Well," Xiaozhu nodded with a smile, "I still have to go to a few places, and then I will go back to process my own materials."

"Then if I travel to your place..." Fan Jiabao said.

"I promise to take you to have a good time." Little Pig said.

"It's fine with your words," Fan Jiabao said happily, "Keep in touch."

"Keep in touch." Little Pig smiled.

"Are you going home?" Jiang Kuo turned his head and asked Jiang in a low voice.

"Yeah," Jiang nodded, "I made an appointment with the doctor this week and we will go over there to chat."

"Will you go out later?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"I won't go out for the time being," Jiang Leolao said, "I'm doing some things at home, and I haven't done handwork for a long time."

Just as Jiang Kuo opened his mouth to speak, Jiang Liao immediately added: "It depends on whether I have the time to help you do one. You have to join in the fun when you are so old."

"...OK." Jiang Kuo smiled and leaned back in his chair.

A group of people were eating and chatting together, and the show started before half of the meal.

"Is this show so silly?" Jiang Kuo couldn't help asking after watching the opening credits.

"It turns out to be more rustic. This is the new title of this year's revision," Fan Jiabao said. "It was originally a local down-to-earth program, and there is a part in the middle that speaks dialect. Watch it quietly!"

Everyone watched quietly together very cooperatively.

The first part of the result is that the host Qingjie mediates the parking disputes of the residents in the community.

"Hey—" Everyone shouted in unison and started to eat.

The dispute part was not long, because the residents fought, and Sister Qing called the police and said that it would continue tomorrow, and then the walk in the happiness market began.

"Come here!" Everyone fell silent again.

Sister Qing said that today she would take everyone to visit a 30-year-old store, and then she came to the gate of Niusandao without selling any land.

"I thought it would take at least three or five times to inquire about this street, and then someone would show you the way to get there." Yang Ke said.

"That's too fake, and it seems that Niu Sandao is not well-known at all. He still asks for three or five times, but if you go to the market and ask the boss, you don't need to ask for a cabbage seller." Fan Fan Jiabao said, "I told them specifically, don't be too fake, be sincere."

"Give Brother Fan a round of applause." Little Pig raised his hand and patted it a few times.

Everyone followed the crackling together.

After Sister Qing entered the store, she first looked at the fresh beef in the store and praised it, then tasted the sauced beef, doubled the praise again, and interspersed with some of the footage they had taken before. Start interviewing the old man.

The old uncle was quite nervous. In order not to cause him too much pain, they only asked him to say a word.

But just this sentence, he said it nervously and rhythmically: "Our family has always been making sauce, beef, beef sauce, our secret recipe, 30 years... good taste..."

A group of people all listened to the music.

"Hey," Duan Feifei pinched his brows and sighed while smiling, "I didn't think it was so exaggerated at the time, why did I watch it on TV... It made my old aunt laugh to death."

"You'll be right behind!" Fan Jiabao asked.

"Yes." Duan Feifei nodded, "I wonder if I am in the same state now, I have talked more than him."

The camera turned to the shelves of their finished sauced beef. After Qingjie praised her, she began to interview the young Xiaoduan boss.

Boss Xiao Duan is quite handsome, facing the camera with ease like when he sang Katyusha back then.

Calmly, I came to a small composition.

"Actually, it can't be called starting a business. I just want more people to eat delicious sauced beef. I hope to make this sauced beef that I love since childhood into a snack for young people, not just an occasional dish on the table. vegetable……"

"There is nothing special about college students starting a business. It can only represent this age. They want to do something... If there is any difference, it may be that they are more courageous..."

"Yes, Duaner!" Fan Jiabao took the lead in applauding, "You can talk! Much better than me."

"What did you say?" Jiang Kuo asked with a smile.

"Look!" Fan Jiabao pointed at the screen, "I'll be there soon."

"Why are you still here?" Yang Ke asked.

"Why can't I be there?" Fan Jiabao said, "I'm related to the household."

"Oh." Yang Ke nodded.

Fan Jiabao will be included in this exclusive part about Niu Sandao. It is indeed a strange thing. Just because he is a related household, Sister Qing has to make a detour to interview Niu Sandao's landlord...

But soon everyone understood.

The relationship between the program group is very reasonable.

"There is a customer here," Sister Qing said, "It seems to be a regular customer, let's ask."

The lens turns.

A regular customer, Fan Jiabao, was standing in front of the cashier, putting the sauced beef he had just bought into a bag.

"It's delicious, I chased it here from the old store! Our family loves it, and today the kids are clamoring for it and I'm here to buy it..." Fan Jiabao on the screen looked sincere.

"Fuck." Jiang Kuo let out a sincere exclamation.

"This bag tastes as good as freshly made ones, and it's also convenient! I come here to buy it when I have time, and place an order at their online store when I'm busy," Fan Jiabao said on the screen, "This sauce is also easy to match. tasty……"

"Fuck." Jiang Kuo once again let out a sincere exclamation.

"You fucking..." Duan Feifei laughed so hard that he could barely hold the glass.

"What the hell happened to me?" Fan Jiabao asked.

"It's fake," Duan Feihua said, "but the advertisement is quite comprehensive."

"What you said, the whole market knows this is an advertisement." Yang Ke said.

"Nonsense," Fan Jiabao said, "Everyone in the city knows that this is an advertisement, and everyone in the city knows that this program is all about advertisements except for neighborhood disputes, shop theft, shared bicycles, parking and domestic sewage, and J8 rows."

"Thank you!" Jiang Kuo stretched out his hand.

"Brothers don't say thank you." Fan Jiabao shook hands with him.

"Thank you." Duan Feifei also extended his hand.

"Which one of us is with whom?" Fan Jiabao shook hands with him again.

"Is there no Jiang Kuo?" Yang Ke asked.

"No." Jiang Kuo said.

"Is it so unfair?" Yang Ke asked again, "Lian Fan's family..."

Fan Jiabao's gaze swept over in an instant, very sharp. "Old Fan of the Fan family," Yang Ke modified his title, "There are all of them."

"Because Xiao Jiang from your Jiang family is not willing!" Fan Jiabao said, "People say that he is not happy to take a few shots of him. Does the young master of a rich family let them shoot for nothing without paying an appearance fee!"

"Damn." Jiang Kuo smiled, "I don't know what to say."

"Can you imagine the scene, okay? After the host asked, he said, um," Fan Jiabao imitated Jiang Kuo's expression, "The host continued to wait. He took a look at him and said, what's the matter? The host had no choice but to continue." Ask, and he said again, no, thank you."

It's quite like learning, and I have mastered the essence.

As soon as the show was over, the old man called.

"Oh, how did I make it like that." The old man was very sad, "Like a fool."

Duan Feifei couldn't help laughing: "It's not stupid, but it's quite simple and honest."

"Do you remember that there used to be a seller of meatballs in Dongbianqiao Market, the one who picked him up after his son finished his career," the old man said, "Stupid meatballs."

"Remember," Duan Feifei said happily, "Why, do you think you are like a fool?"

"It's not like it?" said the old man, "It's very similar!"

"It's better if you are simple and honest, but if you are stupid, people will think you are honest and not deceiving." Duan Feifei said.

"That's all I can do to comfort myself," the old man said, "Are you going to put this show on the TV in our store?"

"Yeah." Duan Feifei said.

"Can you erase my part?" the old man asked.

"No." Duan Feifei said, "That paragraph is so cute."

"I've raised you for nothing," the old uncle said angrily, "Hurry up and ask the second child to pick you up!"

Duan Feifei quacked for a long time.

After the show was broadcast, their first round of publicity in the early stage was successfully concluded, and the next step was to slowly adjust other publicity methods according to the follow-up effects.

Jiang Liao said before that he can still find live broadcasts to bring goods, and he can contact live broadcasts at any time, but Jiang Kuo feels that it is not yet time, the popularity is not enough, so it is not meaningful to sell like this, and moreover, they currently do not have the ability to prepare so many goods , If you return the goods and press some more, it will be troublesome.

And most importantly, the most urgent thing they need to do right now... is review.

The exam is about to come, and the two of them haven't written a lot of homework, and haven't read the book. The time for the latest subject to read is less than half a month.

Duan Feifei felt that it was a miracle that the two of them didn't fail their subjects this semester, just like Fan Jiabao's coffee shop got business.

"My drawing," Jiang Kuo lay on the recliner in 107, his head tilted back, "I'm afraid I'm going to die."

"Come on." Duan Feifei was reading English without raising his head.

"Hey," Jiang Kuo turned to look at him, "The picture you had before..."

"What's wrong?" Duan Feifei glanced at him, "I got a high score in that homework."

"That's right," Jiang Kuo said, "How is it possible?"

Duan Feifei looked at him, and after a while he said, "It's really impossible."

"So?" Jiang Kuo tilted his head.

"It proves that student Yang Ke is indeed a top student." Duan Feifei said.

"I—fuck?" Jiang Kuo sat up straight, looking at him in shock.

"I really didn't have time in those few days, and he said that he would definitely be able to help me finish the painting," Duan Feifei said, "I gave him the book, and he found a video or something to learn..."

"Duan Feifan!" Jiang Kuo shouted.

"Hey," Duan Feifei responded, "here."

"I'm fucking convinced of you." Jiang Kuo smiled and fell back on the recliner, "Did you ask him to help you take another exam?"

"I dare not," Duan Feifei said, "Is there anyone in this school who doesn't know me?"

"Not really." Jiang Kuo said.

"Such a handsome guy, if you say no, he will be gone and become Yang Ke," Duan Feifan said, "Even if he doesn't take the exam, the teacher will have to beat him out and return our handsome guy Duan Yingjun to us—"

Jiang Kuo choked with laughter.

"To be honest," Duan Feifei said, "We both need to be mentally prepared for the make-up exam."

"Don't let Boss Jiang know if I'm really dead," Jiang Kuo said, "He will take the opportunity to persuade me to drop out of school."

Duan Feifei laughed for a while: "Don't let him know."

Jiang Kuo has never been under pressure in his studies. No one has any requirements for his grades, and he himself has no pressure. This time, he is under pressure. After all, he wants to study, and he also wants to open a store. Now he has both The pressure has to be endured.

Although he didn't care too much about it.

The people in the dormitory are used to Jiang Kuo's laziness. He occasionally asks Tang Li what he doesn't understand, but Tang Li actually said very thoughtfully, I knew you would not understand here, and I have already thought about how to tell you to compare Understand BLABLABLA...

quite touched.

Except for a few people in the dormitory, Senior Sun Ji is Jiang Kuo's life-saving straw. Sun Ji is the only person in the model who does not have the pressure to fail a course, and he can also find time to provide Jiang Kuo with some care from the seniors.

"I'm not talking about you," Sun Ji sighed, "Did you not listen to this stuff in class?"

"I'm asking you to give me some pointers," Jiang Kuo said, "I don't want you to give me pointers."

"Fuck me." Sun Ji said.

Duan Feifei laughed so much that he kicked the table several times.

Under Tang Li's guidance and Sun Ji's guidance, Jiang Kuo's review has made slight progress, which is helpful for building confidence in the exam, is it helpful for the exam...

Jiang Kuo proved with practical actions that it doesn't help much.

He has already failed one of the two subjects that he got grades before the holiday, the monster-like botany, and the rest can be imagined.

But Duan Feifan didn't hang up yet, which made Jiang Kuo very unbalanced.

Dong Kun threatened that I could fail the exam, but my brother must not.

Jiang Kuo nodded silently, I can fail the exam, but my boyfriend must not.

Boyfriend passed!No hang up!

Did Yang Ke transfer his brain to Duan Feifan?

"When are you going home?" Duan Feifei asked.

This year's summer vacation is a week earlier than last year, and everyone is already busy going home for the holiday, but Jiang Kuo is uncharacteristically not in a hurry at all.

Usually, it's okay, but now, after all, Jiang's head office is busy, and Jiang Kuo is not in a hurry to go back to guard Jiang who is fighting traitors out of wits.

"Didn't your dad come out NO.12?" Jiang Kuo said, "I'll accompany you to pick him up."

"...Does it need to be so grand?" Duan Feifei asked.

"Yes..." Jiang Kuo hesitated, "Is it inconvenient for me to go?"

"No, no, no, no," Duan Feifan hurriedly waved his hand, "My dad must be very happy to see you, and I feel honored. I think...you can pick him up when you get out of prison..."

"I'll go, it's fine," Jiang Kuo said, "As long as there is no inconvenience, I don't care."

"Don't you need to go back early to accompany Mr. Jiang?" Duan Feifei asked.

"I can't help him there, and everything has to be kept secret. I just made a video call with you and got kicked out." Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue, "I might as well wait for the results to come out." Go straight to review for the make-up exam..."

"Okay," Duan Feifei thought for a while, "You stay with me and I'll be more at ease. The closer the time gets, the more panicked I'll be."

In this state, Jiang Kuo could feel it. The house Duan Feifei rented from Fan Jiabao had already been packed and nothing was missing. Heck, even one day I used to put a paper towel container...

Faced with a father who hasn't lived together for ten years, a social genius like Duan Feifei who is not afraid to get along with anyone will also be nervous and flustered to the point of being at a loss.

Jiang Kuo was immediately full of confidence that he would catch up with him after failing the exam.