Chapter 63: A Country of Etiquette, Bang Bang Bang
Pei Li was stunned listening to this. He pulled Si Qian to his side and asked, "Aren't you afraid of getting beaten for doing this?"
Si Qian just glanced at him and said, "I earn money from being beaten. How much can I earn from selling chicken feet?"
Young man: “…”Isn’t that me who is asking?
I'm still here!!
[Sister, you really don't treat me as an outsider. ]
[No wonder she makes money. Most people wouldn't think of this way to make money.]
[Oh no! She actually found a way to make money.]
How can a person be so smart?
No wonder it's called hard-earned money. Wiping sweat like crazy.jpg
Director Zheng was terrified when he heard this and almost fainted on the spot. He pointed at Si Qian and yelled -
“You’re breaking the rules!!”
"foul!"
Si Qian's business, which was not doing well to begin with, has become even worse due to the disruption caused by this Chuan Yue fan who disguised himself as a store blogger.
On the other side, Mu Weiyue and Li Chuanze, who were selling fruits, had just finished packing up their stall.
It was obvious that Li Chuanze really wanted to talk to Mu Weiyue, but when he saw that the other party didn't pay any attention to him, he started to make small talk.
"Yueyue, look at this grape. Why are there black spots on the bottom? Are they marks left by the injection needle..."
Li Chuanze picked up the Sunshine Rose and pointed at the small black dot at the bottom and asked her.
The grapes that the young master ate since he was a child were all peeled and placed in the fruit bowl by the nanny. At the very least, they were freshly squeezed juice or freshly cut and served on the plate. There was no close contact at all.
Mu Weiyue, who had studied in Country D for three years, five years, and seven years, had seen and tasted all kinds of food during her time as a student, but she looked at Li Chuanze as if he were a fool.
It’s hard to imagine what’s stuck in the middle of this person’s head.
"That's right. Farmers have planted hundreds of acres of grapes and hired thousands of people to spray each grape with pesticides. They were paid 1,000 yuan a day for half a month. Now grapes are only a dozen yuan per pound. Farmers now stand in the vineyard every day and sigh about life."
"Really?"
Mu Weiyue: "..."
Forget it, I’m too lazy to communicate with the staff maker.
[That's not an injection, that's Grape's belly button.]
[Is that tofu stuck between Mr. Li's ears?]
[The needle wasn't injected into the grapes, it was injected into Mr. Li's brain.]
At this time, Sheng Chi and Lu Yao, who were selling pies next to Si Qian and Pei Li, had a disagreement.
"Yaoyao, you're pretty. Why don't you dance in front of the stall to attract customers? How was your dance at the last music festival?"
"Why don't you go?"
"I'm a man, you girls should dance."
Sheng Chi's shameless words almost made Lu Yao laugh.
"No, I sell cakes, not meat."
"Just consider it a sacrifice for our group. Didn't you perform a striptease at the music festival before? Why can't you do it now?"
I got even angrier.
A new round of ambiguity began on the barrage at this moment——
Last time at the music festival, she danced to her heart's content and even took off her jacket. Why can't she do that this time?
[Why are you pretending? It's not like you haven't seen it before.]
[Last time at the music festival, it was over 40 degrees Celsius. What was wrong with people taking off their coats?]
I'm a fan of Lü Yao. Honestly, people are too tolerant of female artists in the Chinese entertainment industry. They should just stay home, take care of their husbands and children, and do the laundry and cooking.
[Sure enough, x-men are most x-men when they pretend to be women, haha [thumbs-up]]
Seeing that the other party was not cooperating, Sheng Chi paced back and forth anxiously with his hands on his waist: "Can't you have a little team spirit? Dancing can not only attract customers, but also increase your popularity. Why don't you-"
Before he could finish his words, Si Qian, who was selling braised food nearby, rushed over and gave him a flying kick.
Bang!
Sheng Chi was kicked away.
Pei Li walked over and kindly pulled the man up by the collar.
Sheng Chi clutched his chest in pain, his face grim as he gasped, "Thank you, Mr. Pei."
Si Qian glared at Pei Li's hand that was tugging at Sheng Chi's collar, and her tone turned cold: "What do you mean?"
1748 was extremely anxious, because this was a life-threatening question.
Just as the system was worried, Pei Li immediately let go of his hand and wiped it with a wet tissue, then calmly patted Sheng Chi's shoulder.
"To be honest, we men need to take good care of our bodies and faces. Otherwise, no woman would like us if we don't have freshness. We should take care of the family, do the housework, and wait for them to come home. This is what we should do. When necessary, we should know how to help them solve their problems."
Sheng Chi: “????”
Everyone: “Huh???”
Dude, have you been brainwashed?
Sheng Chi: "So?"
Pei Li: "The woman is selling pancakes, and you're doing a striptease to attract customers."
Ten minutes later——
Sheng Chi took off his shirt and danced passionately with a frustrated look on his face.
When the music reached its climax, Si Qian went up and slapped him directly.
"Dance properly, who are you trying to show off your sad face to?"
“Where is the expression management?”
Sheng Chi forced the corners of his mouth to form a smile that was uglier than crying.
Ji Mingxuan and Gu Shiyu, who came to persuade them, were finally forced to join in under the pressure of Si Qian.
After all, Si Qian comes from a country of etiquette, bang bang bang.
Um.
Pei Li found the stick used to beat people.
In the corner, outside the camera's reach——
Director Zheng and Director Wu, who were hit twice by Si Qian, hugged each other and cried bitterly.
"Yougan!"
"Mei Qian!"
"Wooo ...
Deputy Director Wu raised his head and clasped Director Zheng's shoulders with both hands.
"Yougan!"
"Mei Qian!"
"We can't let Si Qian continue to act like this!"
"You're right!"
The two decided to sing the song of the liberated serfs!
Three minutes later—
“Ouch!”
"Stop hitting me! I was wrong!"
The two directors were beaten with a stick by Si Qian off-camera and ran away in panic, making weak apologies.
The audience in the live broadcast room was confused.
[Am I hallucinating? Where is the dog barking? ]
[I heard it too, but I heard someone shouting for help!]
[Maybe it’s a catchphrase, after all, I often say “Help, you’re so handsome” and “Help, I’m dying of laughter”]
Si Qian pushed his own stall and combined it with Lu Yao's stall to sell goods together. Three naked men twisted their waists and hips in front of the stall to attract customers.
Pei Li changed the music beside them and asked them to dance randomly.
This method really attracted many Chinese and foreign tourists.
"Teacher Si, thank you for just now."
In a place that the camera couldn't capture, Lu Yao's eyes were red, and he pulled Si Qian to express his gratitude.
If she hadn't come to my rescue just now, I would have been in a really difficult situation.
"Well, you're welcome."
Si Qian waved his hands, thinking it was no big deal.
Lu Yao forced himself to hold back his tears: "I made you get scolded."
"I never thought that one day the term 'collapse' could be used to describe a normal artist. Teacher Si, you're right..."
Si Qian just took action in front of the camera, and domestic marketing accounts got wind of it and took action. Now the black trending search is high on the list and won’t go away.
"Ah? My house collapsed? Am I not a ruin?"
Si Qian pointed at himself with a puzzled look on his face.
Where did she get the room?
A wabi-sabi style ruined house?
At this moment, the hot searches in China have been full of curses.
Lu Yao is an extremely self-conscious person. He would never trouble others if he could do something on his own. His guilt has reached its peak at this moment.
At this moment, she was in deep self-doubt: "Teacher Si, if I had compromised just now, would there not be so many problems?"
Si Qian simply gave her a hug and said, "I once read a saying that downward freedom is not freedom."
"The same principle—"
"Backward compatibility is not compatibility."
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