Zhou Niao saw his sister throwing, so he threw too, "You playboy, you psychopath!"

Li Li, Zhang Ning, and Xiao Chunmei also bent down to pick up stones and throw them. "Brother Chao is such a good person! This guy is actually talking nonsense. Throw him."

Ji Bin, Xue Zhendong and Wang Shaoming also threw together.

For a moment, the eight people kept throwing clods of earth at him. The man was hit by the clods of earth and screamed, "Xiaosong, come and help me!"

When Zhou Xiang heard his name being called, he raised his hand to stop everyone.

When Zhou Xiang saw the person walking out of Dr. Cao's clinic, he blinked hard.

Oh my god! Where's my handsome and charming brother Xiaosong? Return him to me now.

Mo Ruyu smiled and said, "Think about it, it's been a long time!"

"I'd rather never see you again! You're ruining your image, okay? These things don't suit you!"

"But it suits the times!"

"But for me, there are only two words - disillusionment!"

“It suits me better!”

Zhou Xiang waved his hand weakly, "Whatever, if you need these to protect yourself, it means you are not strong enough!"

"Yeah, so it's temporary."

"Didn't Doctor Cao say you were very busy? Why did you come back so suddenly?"

Cao Xiaosong pointed at the dusty-looking man and said, "He insisted on coming to see the place where I was raised. It just so happens that I miss my dad too."

"Is Doctor Cao not frightened by you?"

"I was already like this before he came back."

"Okay, I have to go back to the county. I wish you all the best!"

Everyone listened to the two people talking in confusion, and they couldn't make out what they were saying.

I understood the last sentence.

Hua Hudie refused to do it, "Xiaosong, look at what they threw on me, it's dirty. Besides, the songs they sang are very innovative, I want them."

Zhou Xiang rubbed his arms, fortunately he didn't stamp his feet, twist his waist and say "other people".

Otherwise, she thought, she would vomit her lunch.

Cao Xiaosong looked at Zhou Xiang and asked, "Is it okay?"

Zhou Xiang pointed at the butterfly and asked, "Him?"

Cao Xiaosong nodded.

Zhou Xiang shook his head, "No, it's not suitable."

"Not when he sings."

"But that's a children's song."

"It doesn't matter. He can grasp the essence of any song."

"Let me think about it."

"good!"

"goodbye!"

"goodbye!"

Cao Xiaosong grabbed Hua Hudie, who was unwilling to let go, and Zhou Xiang took the confused group of people away.

When they reached the Nantou Provincial Road, Xiao Chunmei couldn't help but ask, "Who is that Xiaosong? He looks pretty when he smiles."

Zhou Hua coughed lightly.

Zhou Xiang glanced at his third brother before saying, "He's the adopted son of Doctor Cao and the biological son of a prominent family in the capital. It's very complicated."

Xiao Baitu found it so complicated that he lost interest in even listening to the gossip.

Ji Bin didn't let Zhou Xiang go, "What did you say to him? We don't understand."

"You don't understand, that's right, because we are not from the same world."

When everyone heard her say this, they knew she didn't want to explain anymore, so they stopped asking.

Zhou's father had already negotiated a small Flying Tiger, which took 12 people away.

Hua Hudie asked Xiaosong why he was stopping him.

Cao Xiaosong said: "The song you want has to go through her. If she is not satisfied with you, she still needs to consider it."

"I'll give you money!"

"She's not short of money!"

"Impossible. Who wouldn't be short of money in such a shabby place?"

"It's not that she doesn't need anything, but she has countless ways to make money. If you don't satisfy her, she won't be willing to earn money from you!"

"I, I, I called a group of them human-shaped skeletons yelling ghosts, and she took the lead and threw me."

"Then you're done. The people she's willing to protect are the ones she cares about. You figure it out yourself! Also, you're hurting her eyes when you look like this!"

"Aren't you like that too?"

"She understands."

After returning to the county town, everyone went back to their homes.

When I returned to school, I learned that the school had notified me that the midterm exams would be held on the 29th and 30th.

The May Day holiday is on Friday, so it is three days long and school will start on Monday.

Xue Zhendong kept nagging, "It's clearly supposed to be a day and a half, but they insisted on saying three days."

Wang Shaoming retorted, "Why are you fussing over this? Hurry up and review! The exam is the day after tomorrow, and the school is holding a surprise attack."

"Opportunities come to those who are prepared."

Zhou Xiang's casual remark caused the three men to glare at her.

Zhou Xiang shrugged, took out a book and started reading, making use of his real time.

During the lunch break, the four students were extremely nervous and each of them asked Zhou Xiang questions.

Zhou Xiang slammed the table and said, "Alright, why are you so nervous? I explained it to you before, you just need to know it. If you have time to repeat the exercises, you might as well just memorize the book!"

The four people's nervousness was scared away by her slap, and they quietly picked up their textbooks and recited silently.

During dinner, Zhou wanted to tell everyone that she was going to the city during the May Day holiday and buy train sleeper tickets for the blind lady and her two children!

The blind lady was a little reluctant to give up the sleeper berth when she heard about it, but when she saw her skinny son, she nodded in agreement.

At night, listening to the blind lady's snoring, Zhou wanted to enter the space to memorize. There were too many things going on recently, and the myth of full marks could not be shattered.

The midterm exam lasts for two days, with four subjects in one day. Zhou Xiang wants to finish it easily.

With double the space over two nights, she memorized all the lessons she needed to memorize.

On May Day, she got up early and planned to go to the city early, but Song Sui arrived earlier than her and at dawn.

"Zhou Xiang, my plan is ready. Please take a look."

Zhou Xiang looked at his red eyes and knew that he had stayed up late.

"Okay, come in!"

While waiting for breakfast, Zhou Xiang finished reading his plan.

He casually put it aside and said, "Let's eat first. After that, I'll comment on your plan."

Song Sui ate breakfast nervously and looked at Zhou Xiang eagerly.

Zhou Xiang also wanted to go to the city early, so he took the plan he had written late at night.

"Let's not even talk about whether the sand table is realistic enough. I'm just saying that your promotion for this sand table is rigid and dull, the language isn't engaging enough, and the atmosphere isn't exciting enough. Who would be willing to listen to you to the end?"

Song Sui was dejected, his eyes red as if he was about to cry.

Zhou Xiang held his forehead. No way? Is he sensitive? Wasn't he fine before? No matter what he said to him, he didn't care.

"Okay, let me revise it for you! Here, here, and these next ones, you must use a vivid and lively tone to liven up the atmosphere.

Use humorous words. Think of yourself as a crosstalk performer who wants to please customers. Don't just think about selling properties.

You can also set up a stage and invite some children to perform to attract the crowd, and in between, promote all the favorable information about buying a house.

Even if people don't care and are not willing to buy a house, after watching the show and enjoying the excitement, they will tell others about what they saw today.

Naturally, the public will help you spread the word, and then, those who are interested in buying a house may hear the information they want from the public's words."