"You can stand Old Tang's self-deprecation, little sister..."
Most of the food-loving fans are not short of money and pursue a high quality of life. They give gifts only because they rarely see a beauty among the unkempt food broadcasters, and their adrenaline surges. As for whether they have any desire for Jiang Xi, that's not the case.
Even if there is, it's just a few teasing words.
Jiang Xi listened to the tinkling music in his mind, his eyes narrowed into a pair of crescents.
"Sing a song, little sister."
She noticed this and said stiffly, "I can't sing."
"Is the young lady also doing a live broadcast?"
Jiang Xi shook his head: "There is no live broadcast."
"Hurry up and open one! We're tired of Tangtang's round face. It would be better to have a beautiful woman to look at every day."
Jiang Xi was speechless: It seems that the fans of "Teacher Tang" have also inherited his usual foodie style.
"Just looking at this face of mine, I could eat ten pancakes in one sitting!"
Jiang Xi: “…”
It's amazing.
Tang Gu, who was eating and watching nearby, noticed that the little girl had a problem with "dying early on in conversation." She was naturally prone to being a dullard, and her conversation was completely awkward. He couldn't stand it any longer: "Kids, stop teasing this little sister. Let me, Old Tang, continue the conversation?!"
"Tangtang is victorious! Miss sister doesn't say anything, we all love to watch."
"+1."
"+2."
"+n to the power of n."
"Wait, wait, wait, I remember that last time a blogger posted a picture of a beautiful lady with blurry filters. I think she's from this coffee shop too?"
"This coffee shop is so cool? So many beauties?"
Someone left to look at the picture and reposted it, then came back to complain: "The above person is blind, can't they see that this is a person?"
"blindness."
"Blind +1."
Jiang Xi curled the corners of her mouth. Even though she was not used to this way of speaking, she had to admit that it felt good to be praised.
Even better is the jingling sounds in your mind.
In just a short while, the favorability value had reached 700 - almost as fast as a plane taking off into the sky, which amazed her.
Compared with his previous diligence and hard work, Jiang Xi felt that this was a bit unreal.
[Host, don't you consider starting a live broadcast? ]
The little lead finally bubbled up.
【Do you also love riding roller coasters? 】
Ah Xin has grown better.
Jiang Xi was silent for a moment. Tang Gu had already sat down again. Cheng Cheng looked at the comments with a smile and waved, "Hello Tangtang fans, if you're near Shen City, come to Yujian Cafe for a cup of coffee, some snacks, and some pretty girls~"
The barrage of comments flew:
"The owner's actions."
"Sugar fans around Shen City, let's get together!"
"Add me."
"Add me +2."
“…”
Looking at the barrage of comments that spontaneously organized into a large army, the Orange store manager smiled with satisfaction.
Jiang Xi was stunned. A money-grubber was indeed a money-grubber. Even though he had a gentle face that deceived the world, he was still generating income all the time.
"I'll go greet the guests."
She said woodenly that even though only twelve years had passed, she felt... utterly disconnected from this world.
Cheng Cheng was very satisfied that he could hire such a hardworking mascot for a daily salary of 150 yuan.
Jiang's mother pushed open the door. The room was empty. The bedding was neatly folded aside. Next to the upright cabinet was a bulging package that hadn't been unpacked. Her face immediately paled. "Jiang Aiguo, where's Xixi?"
"Mom, I'm here. I can't run away." Jiang Xi poked her head out from the bathroom with a smile. Her heavy bangs couldn't cover her lively eyebrows and eyes. Jiang's mother smiled all of a sudden.
"It's almost six o'clock. It will be late if you don't go out. Dad will take you there on his motorcycle later." Father Jiang rolled up his sleeves. Jiang Xi said "ah" crisply. Knowing that he would feel uneasy if he didn't let him take him there, he took the paper bag on the table and shook it. This was what Father Jiang bought at the breakfast shop just now.
“I’ll eat this on the way.”
"Hey, wait, put your glasses on."
Jiang's mother came out in a hurry, and Jiang Xi realized that he had left his clothes behind. He smiled and waved his hand, "Thanks, Mom.
Shen City is close to the water, and even the wind blowing in the face is hot and humid. Jiang Xi sits quietly in the back seat with his schoolbag in his arms, following the "thump thump thump" sound of the motorcycle as it moves forward.
Shenshi No. 1 Middle School is located in the southeast corner of Maoge Town. Normally, only the north gate is used for students to enter and exit. Turning the corner, the school gate is in sight. Jiang Xi jumped out of the car and took off his helmet and handed it back to his father. "Dad, just drop me off here. It's hard to turn around in front."
It is indeed difficult to turn around. At this moment, the entrance of No. 1 Middle School is full of various vehicles, and it is difficult to even find a place to step.
Father Jiang parked his motorcycle on the side of the road and insisted, "Dad will be here to watch you go in. Don't be late."
Jiang Xi knew that his parents' state of paranoia would not ease for the time being. Feeling sad, he waved his hand without looking back and said, "Goodbye, Dad." He tugged at the strap of his schoolbag and walked straight to the school gate.
Father Jiang stood upright, and only after seeing the figure disappear behind the door did he rub his sore eyes, get on his motorcycle and leave.
Entering through the main gate, there's a straight, wide, tree-lined path lined with camphor trees. It's late summer, and the rich greenery of the camphor trees winds its way to the teaching building. The Grade 12 building is sandwiched between Grade 11 and Grade 12, and reaching it requires passing a three-way intersection.
The students were playing and chatting with their friends as they walked along the tree-lined avenue. No one noticed that the ordinary girl with black-framed glasses and a tacky hairstyle on the side of the road belonged to the beautiful class beauty in the second year of high school.
The smile on Jiang Xi's lips remained until he reached the fork in the road, where it stopped.
On the way to the high school teaching building, a young man was standing quietly. He had a crew cut, delicate features, and was wearing a formal school uniform and white sneakers. The gray uniform made his tall and thin body look particularly clean.
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