Chapter 016 No one is easier to coax than Zhou Chong.
The following day, the online marketplace organized by the program team was a great success.
A truckload of goods was shipped out during the first trial sale.
From eggs to freshly slaughtered and packaged chickens, and then to dried red peppers.
The number of products is not large, but the categories are numerous.
Dong Hailan: "I feel more accomplished than when I sell products myself. Village chief, I'd like to discuss a collaboration with the village. Could you share some of the village's eggs with me? I'll sell them in my own live stream and won't charge you any slot fees."
The village chief was overjoyed and quickly agreed.
The village party secretary counted out the live-streaming revenue on the spot and distributed it to the villagers.
The production team decided to donate all the proceeds from the live stream donations to the village's primary school for educational development. They also contacted the school and parents to organize a two-day, one-night study tour.
The place we're going to isn't far; it's in the city center.
The program team contacted universities in the city to establish study tour collaborations, allowing children to broaden their horizons.
Qian Wei suggested that before going to the primary school, they should go to town to buy some stationery that the children would need, and bring it to school the next day.
The production team then organized a trip to the town.
Qian Wei leaned closer to Shan Qingshan and asked, "Did you and Zhou Chong have a fight?"
Shan Qingshan shook his head.
No.
Yesterday, he asked me out of the blue, "Do you have a crush on me?"
He replied, "I'm not gay."
Then Zhou Chong stopped talking, cupped his face, looked at him for a long time, and his heartbroken and aggrieved eyes left Shan Qingshan at a loss.
Then the production crew knocked on the door.
Zhou Chong went outside to answer a phone call from home.
I've been feeling down ever since I got back.
I was busy with the live stream all morning and didn't have much time to talk to him.
Once on the bus, Zhou Chong sat by the window.
It's so annoying.
He said he's not gay!
Not gay!
Dog! Bullshit!
Keqingshan Xiaobao's eyes were so serious at the time; he wasn't lying.
It turns out that Qingshan Xiaobao did indeed know about him all along.
It turns out, the suicide note was indeed fake.
Zhou Chong was feeling lost when something was suddenly stuffed into his palm.
He realized it was Qingshan Xiaobao's hand and almost reflexively grabbed it back.
He turned his head, not looking down, nor letting go, and asked in a low voice, "What did you stuff in there?"
Shan Qingshan tried to pull his hand away, his voice soft, "It's an orange from Grandma."
Zhou Chong smiled slightly, still refusing to let go.
"How many were given?"
"one."
"But they don't have any? Put it in my pocket first."
Dan Qingshan, unsuspecting, stuffed the orange into his down jacket pocket. Before he could pull it out, Zhou Chong lazily adjusted his posture and casually slipped his hand in as well, grasping Dan Qingshan's hand.
"Your hands are so cold, let me warm them for you for a bit."
Two oranges were squeezed into the pockets of the down jacket, making the already cramped pockets even more spacious, yet they were also very warm.
Once the car arrived in town, the production team, armed with the tips they received from the live stream, began a large-scale shopping spree.
On the way back, the guests discussed the division of labor for the study tour, emphasizing the need to ensure the safety of every child.
In the evening, the production team announced several pieces of good news.
Local clothing factories sponsored their study tour, providing all participating children with brightly colored jackets and hats.
The city's fire brigade, museum, science and technology museum, and botanical garden extended an olive branch to them, offering free admission and inviting them to visit.
This news is very encouraging.
Dong Hailan worried, "We're going to so many places, and there are so many children. Should we bring more people with us?"
Shan Qingshan said, "There aren't many children."
Dong Hailan: ?
Shan Qingshan: "I went to school there. There were only twenty children in a grade at most. The higher you went, the fewer there were. Many dropped out of school."
Everyone's heart clenched.
The director revealed the number of students: fewer than 70 students across six grades, including accompanying teachers.
Silence fell over the room.
After the study tour plan was finalized, Zhou Chong pointed out several flaws and improved the plan and personnel arrangements.
The next day, a bus sponsored by the transportation company stopped at the village entrance. Children dressed in uniform and carrying small schoolbags boarded the bus and set off on their study tour, which was broadcast live throughout.
Who remembers how this show started?
[Gradually radiating positive energy]
[64 students is an entire primary school; I wouldn't have dared to imagine that in the past]
...
The city has a well-developed network and convenient communication.
Suddenly, the internet was flooded with videos and photos of chance encounters with study tour groups.
Netizens helped report on the study tour's whereabouts and count the number of participants.
State media reposted, commented, and liked the post.
The number of viewers in the live stream far exceeded that at the beginning of the broadcast, setting a new record for similar variety shows, and the numbers continue to be broken. It frequently trends on social media and remains at a high level.
Zhou Chong picked out a mobile phone for Shan Qingshan and opened a Weibo account. The moment the account was opened, fans flocked to it, and the number of fans skyrocketed.
The production team arranged a hotel for us that evening.
When registering at the front desk, the village party secretary walked up to Shan Qingshan.
"Did the production crew book a standard room?"
Shan Qingshan nodded.
The village party secretary said tactfully, "I'm not very familiar with the program crew, but I'm quite familiar with you."
This is very clear.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Chong hurled a death ray at him.
He was afraid that Qingshan Xiaobao would agree.
Just as I was about to step forward, I heard Xiao Bao say something.
"Then I'll talk to the production team and get you the people who placed the order."
The village party secretary was taken aback.
Zhou Chong was thrilled!
"Qingshan Xiaobao, your ID card has been registered at your residence."
Shan Qingshan handed over his ID card.
Zhou Chong took it and handed it to the director.
"I'll share a room with Qingshan Xiaobao." He turned his head again, feigning ignorance, "Is that alright?"
"OK."
Director: ...They just had to pull this off.
The live stream ended shortly after I entered the room.
Zhou Chong and Shan Qingshan looked at Shan Qingshan's Weibo together, and Zhou Chong taught him how to play.
In less than eight hours, Shan Qingshan's Weibo followers had exceeded ten million.
Zhou Chong was afraid that Qingshan Xiaobao would suffer from depression for the rest of his life.
He then said, "Qingshan Xiaobao, look, so many people like you just like me. As long as this number doesn't drop to zero, there will be people in this world who love you."
Dan Qingshan remained expressionless; a rational person, he wasn't buying it.
"Maybe one day, they will stop being fans, and someone else will replace me and win their current favor."
Zhou Chong nodded and took out his phone, tapping the screen.
"I admit that you are correct."
He showed him his phone screen.
Zhou Chong has already taken notice of Shan Qingshan.
"But I will never unfollow you. Your number will only go back to 1, never to 0."
A blush spread across Shan Qingshan's face as he looked on in astonishment.
Although they looked calm, they were absolutely stunned.
Zhou Chong leaned closer, a slightly roguish smile on his face. "Touched? Won't you drop your little pearls?"
Shan Qingshan looked away and turned to his phone, searching for Zhou Chong's Weibo account.
"I'm also paying attention to you."
"good."
Dan Qingshan followed the account and began to explore other functions of the phone.
Zhou Chong is looking at Shan Qingshan's Weibo.
The front row was full of declarations of love and praise, with people calling each other "wife," "husband," and "baby" at the top of their lungs.
Zhou Chong sneered.
He understands his fans and isn't so petty as to not even allow lighthearted banter.
He continued scrolling down, wanting to see if there were any fans of the couple.
have.
Not only that, there are also fans of Shan Qingshan and other people's CP!
Shan Qingshan X Qian Wei
Shan Qingshan X Pan Yingzhe
Shan Qingshan X Fang Rong!
There's nothing Zhou Chong can't imagine that netizens can't connect with.
Zhou Chong laughed in exasperation.
What are all these things?
He slammed his phone down.
“Xiao Bao, let me tell you, people in the city face a lot of pressure. They often go crazy online. You should spend less time online.”
"go Ape?"
Zhou Chong said seriously, "For example, they would imitate dog barks in other people's live streams. People behind them would think that the people in front didn't imitate it well, so four or five people would bark like dogs together."
Shan Qingshan fell into a high-quality silence.
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Zhou Chong: I'm angry! He actually said he's not gay!
(Qingshan Xiaobao gives you an orange)
Zhou Chong: Woof woof woof woof (wagging its tail frantically)
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