"...Printing T-shirts, right? Print it on the front and I'll ship it immediately. Print 'Milk Tea' on the back? Okay, give me the design and text. If we make them together with the class uniforms, it'll be cheaper." Luo Du patted his thick chest muscles and agreed.
"Boss, are you printing T-shirts for us to wear? And what's this 'milk tea smell' stuff?" Ji Mo asked curiously.
"It's not for us to wear; it wouldn't be very useful for us. You'll see when the time comes. Anyway, by then, the whole school will know about our delivery station. As for 'milk tea aroma,' well, that's an advertisement for a milk tea shop," Chu Yang said.
Who should wear the T-shirt? Of course, it's Zhou Xianglun.
This guy is a walking traffic magnet. If you stick an ad on him, it'll spread not only throughout the school, but also throughout Taiwan province.
"The sports meet is scheduled for the 20th of this month. I'm not very bright, so all I can think of is making class uniforms and getting the boys in the class to participate." Luo Du chuckled and said, "I really can't think of anything else to prepare. Oh right, the counselor said we need to put on an opening dance."
"Holy crap, we have to dance? Even though we're in the art department, asking us photography majors to dance is just asking too much, isn't it?" Ji Mo said, both amused and exasperated.
“Every class should need one.” Chu Yang nodded, took out a notebook, and wrote as he spoke: “An opening ceremony dance, let’s make it simple.”
"I can't stop loving you?" Jiang Chao boldly suggested.
“I can’t jump like that,” Cao Bin said, indicating his refusal.
"This one is still too complicated." Chu Yang shook his head, then wrote the name of the dance in his notebook.
...Subject 3.
"Opening ceremony entrance, opening ceremony dance, and then it's time for the main event. Lao Luo, you'll arrange the participating athletes. We also need to prepare... cheerleading squad, support team, photography team. And some other items we need to prepare include... bottled water, sports drinks, colorful flags, balloons, streamers, first-aid kit..."
Chu Yang arranged the sports meet in an orderly manner, leaving Luo Du and Ji Mo completely bewildered.
It really takes into account every aspect, with a focus on rigor and detail.
"It has to be the class monitor, no wonder he's the top scorer!" Luo Du said with admiration, happily walking away with the draft proposal in hand.
After he left, Chu Yang said to Jiang Chao, "Post a lottery on the school forum, randomly selecting 200 people to win free tickets to Zhou Xianglun's bar concert."
"Oh, two hundred tickets, right? Zhou Xianglun, right? Okay... What? Zhou Xianglun?!" Jiang Chao almost jumped up.
Ji Mo and Cao Bin both looked incredulous.
"No way, boss, Zhou Xianglun is really coming?!"
"You want to sing at your bar, boss?!"
Chu Yang gestured for them to lower their voices and said, "Didn't I tell you? My company only has one star."
"It's Zhou Xianglun?" Ji Mo was the first to react.
"Really? Boss, you're amazing! This is too incredible!" Jiang Chao, a fan of Zhou Xianglun, was so excited that his eyes were shining.
"I don't believe it, unless I get to shake hands and take a photo with Zhou Xianglun then!" Cao Bin said.
"I want one too! I want one too!" Jiang Chao exclaimed excitedly.
"Alright, I'll definitely arrange some good seats for you then," Chu Yang said with a smile.
"Alright, I'll arrange the ticket raffle right away!" Jiang Chao got to work with great enthusiasm.
Chu Yang went to wash up and go to bed.
I'm going to learn martial arts from my older cousin first thing tomorrow morning.
the next day.
The school's South Lake.
Seven o'clock in the morning.
"Ah, big cousin, I can't take it anymore!!"
With a scream, Chu Yang collapsed to the ground.
In just two hours, his older cousin had exhausted him to the point that his whole body felt like it was falling apart.
"What, can't take it already?" Shi Nuo poked his butt with a small stick in his hand.
"Get up, you still need 50 frog jumps!"
"Fifty..." Chu Yang gritted his teeth, determined to go all out!
Ten minutes later.
"Fuck you..." He lay down on the grass and rolled his eyes.
After catching his breath, he said weakly, "Brother Arno, you've exhausted me like this, how am I supposed to practice martial arts now?"
"Practice martial arts?" Shi Nuo chuckled, took a puff of his cigarette, and said leisurely, "If you can complete today's training within an hour, you can start practicing martial arts."
"One hour!!" Chu Yang's eyes widened.
God knows what he went through in those two hours.
Sprint one kilometer at high speed.
100 pull-ups, 200 push-ups, 200 sit-ups, 200 step frog jumps...
Chu Yang thought his physical fitness was good enough, but in fact, he couldn't do many of the movements properly during this set of exercises; he could only barely manage to do them.
It was absolutely grueling training!
"If you can't stand it, you can choose to give up, but the tuition fee is non-refundable." Shi Nuo chuckled, sat down next to him, and handed him a bottle of water.
"Who said I was going to give up?" Chu Yang struggled to sit up, took the water, his hands trembling so badly he didn't even have the strength to twist the bottle cap.
Shi Nuo laughed and helped him unscrew the bottle cap.
"I trained much harder when I was a kid, but thanks to that relentless training, I became invincible in the army and was able to escape death on many missions," he said with emotion.
Chu Yang knew that his older cousin was a retired soldier, but he didn't expect him to have experienced life-and-death battlefields, so he couldn't help but feel a deep respect for him.
After resting for a while, he felt he regained some strength and struggled to stand up.
Then, limping, he went to eat with Shi Nuo.
This breakfast was twice the usual amount.
"I'm so full, damn it..." Chu Yang dragged his unsteady steps back to the dormitory.
Ji Mo and his team are already up. Today is the opening day of the express delivery station, and they are taking their first step in starting their own businesses. They are all full of fighting spirit.
They were all stunned to see Chu Yang looking so weak and helpless.
"Boss, did you go to the Afghan battlefield overnight?"
"I think it's caused by sleeping with more than a dozen women in one night."
"His yang energy was drained by a female ghost?"
"Get lost, I'm going to exercise." Chu Yang laughed and cursed a couple of times, then grabbed his clothes and went to take a shower.
Ji Mo and the others looked at each other in bewilderment.
"It still has to be the boss, everything is for him to make himself stronger!"
"That way I can sleep with more than a dozen women in one night!"
"Learn from the leader!"
"..."
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