Song Xianqing smiled at the leader. The young man was quite handsome, but for some reason his smile was creepy. The leader rubbed his arms and waved his hand: "Alright, alright, you all need to cooperate well with the tourists taking photos. We are determined to create a Miao-style tourist area with beautiful mountains, beautiful water, and even more beautiful people."
"Why don't we show them some of the unique features of our Miao region?"
Song Xianqing gave a half-smile.
The leader didn't see the hidden meaning. Besides, not every Miao person knows how to use Gu worms. Many of them, like outsiders, have never even come into contact with them.
But you'll usually hear some stories about it.
There is also a shaman in the village.
They won't, but they will respect.
The leader said with a smile, "Don't worry, don't worry, all the local specialties have been prepared."
Silver jewelry, silver paintings, tea, bamboo flutes, ginger candy, milk pies, and a whole host of other local specialties—since you're here as a tourist, you're bound to buy one or two of them.
Food, drink, shelter, and transportation; sensory experience; sight.
First, use handsome men to attract people, then use the village scenery to keep them there, and use local specialties to satisfy their appetites. With all that, how can we not prosper?
Song Xianqing: "Do you know what I'm saying?"
The leader said, "Don't worry, you can exhibit the tea-themed jewelry and some local delicacies. Also, please film some videos; we have the funds to allocate for that."
Song Xianqing: "What's the point of eating and drinking? Why not let them see the Gu, so they can truly experience the local culture and scenery?"
As he spoke, he took out several small black snakes from his head.
The snake's body was very thin, and it hissed as it flicked its tongue.
The leader's expression changed slightly. He adjusted his glasses, and only after recognizing the variety did he breathe a sigh of relief, feigning a stern face.
"Non-venomous snakes are fine, but nothing poisonous is allowed, as it will affect the tourist experience. You represent the image of the village, so don't cause trouble. Okay, hurry up and go to the scenic area. Lunch has been arranged; you can eat at Liujia Guesthouse."
Song Xianqing pouted and followed Deng Xin to work.
He received news that Liu Pianpian wouldn't be coming.
But I went to the scene.
He saw the girl.
Dressed up beautifully and gracefully, like a fairy from heaven, Liu Pianpian was dancing. Nan Yu pursed her lips, it seemed that the village had really gone to great lengths to generate this wave of traffic.
There were indeed many people taking pictures of Liu Pianpian.
As Song Xianqing stepped onto the stairs, she caught a glimpse of a red figure out of the corner of her eye. Upon closer inspection, she saw Qi Xue standing beside a tall, handsome man. The two of them, one in front and one behind, did not resemble a wealthy woman and her bodyguard.
It gives off the vibe of a CEO taking his wife on a leisurely stroll.
Song Xianqing's face darkened slightly. He didn't like Si Yuan very much. His sixth sense told him that men were not good people, and he hoped that his master wouldn't be deceived.
Seeing that he didn't move, Nan Yu followed his gaze.
I saw a pretty lady.
Smiling and waving, Qi Xue waved back.
The group's striking good looks drew gasps of admiration from the visually-oriented crowd, attracting a growing number of tourists who took countless photos.
Liu Pianpian also saw Si Yuan behind Qi Xue.
Seeing that he was alright, I was puzzled and felt a strange sadness in my heart.
It felt like something had been lost.
But what did she lose?
The girl glanced at Song Xianqing again; she hated him now.
If it weren't for the need to maintain a proper facial expression for the publicity, Liu Pianpian's eyebrows would have been furrowed into a deep frown. Her gaze finally fell on Nan Yu, as if she remembered how good her Yu-gege had been to her, and an endless bitterness welled up in her heart.
After looking at them all, I still think Brother Yu is the best.
I don't know what's wrong with Brother Keyu.
I'm not as indulgent with myself as I used to be.
The sense of disparity made Liu Pianpian very uncomfortable.
The morning was all about taking pictures. Song Xianqing was best at using a smile to hide his true feelings. The sweeter his smile, the more his eyes were on Nan Yu. Seeing that his wife's smile was almost stiff and she still had to pose according to the tourists' instructions, he was full of displeasure.
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