Lingzi is not too cold today

Chapter 18 It's Not Vulgarity, It's Aesthetics
The half-month military training ended quickly, except for the first few days.

What happened in the following time, Gongsun Jin didn't remember very clearly.

Every day is an ordinary day.

On the last day, when the phalanx stepped forward from the rostrum, the instructors and school leaders gave warm applause.

The principal came to the stage to speak, knowing that the students don't like too long-winded speeches, so he made a long story short.

Young people talk at the table, and gentlemen rise up and act.

The sky is healthy, and the gentleman strives for self-improvement, and he carries things with virtue.

Such words of encouragement to new students.

It was raining lightly, and the temperature had turned cold.

On campus, the Broadcasting College played some songs about youth, which reminded Gongsun Jin of her high school days.

At that time, he was running on the playground, with peach blossoms swaying in the wind, and Liu Ruiqi's cover of "Sunny Sky" was playing in the studio.

That ethereal and light prelude, as well as the sound of ding-dong ding-dong rain, accompanied him throughout his youth.

Said it was sunny, but it was always raining.

When Instructor Ruan bid farewell, he didn't say much, just waved his hand smartly, then turned and left.

Meeting by chance, no student would be sentimental about it.

Gongsun Jin used up the amount of Huabei, and even borrowed some money from Lin Hui in private to last until the end of the military training.

During the period, Aunt Qing called him again to ask him if he had no living expenses, and transferred a sum of money to him through WeChat.

Gongsun Jin thought about accepting the money countless times, but in the end she still didn't accept it.

When the money was returned after the expiration date, I felt a little regretful.

He is also questioning why he is so stubborn.

After thinking about it, it may be that the Three Kingdoms gave him the confidence to persevere.

The book review section of Three Kingdoms has exceeded 1, and it has won the No. [-] recommendation for historical novels on the site and even novels in the entire channel.

Gongsun Jin didn't look at the data such as rewards and monthly tickets, there are too many.

Various columns, marketing accounts, and short video platforms have recommendations for this book.

When surfing the Internet, you can also see many discussion posts about the content of this book.

Even the campus forums and the students around are talking about the plots and stories in the book.

Of course, there are also some situations in the circle of book friends that Gongsun Jin did not expect.

For example, the faction between the fans of the three brothers and the fans of Lu Bu.

In the girls' dormitory, Zhong Lingzi, who is Lu Chui's boss, is lying on the bed and playing with his mobile phone.

Ling: "Did you see the battle between the three heroes and Lu Bu?"

"Lu Bu is number one in the world."

Nan Ke Yimeng: "Yes, the number one in the world was beaten away by a straw sandal seller, a pig butcher, and a mung bean seller (covering mouth and laughing)"

Zhuang Xiaomeng curled her lips, expressing her disapproval.

"Correct upstairs, Guan Yu sells soybean powder (funny)"

Zhong Lingzi raised his eyebrows and pouted his small mouth.

Ling: "Isn't Lu Bu number one in the world? Who is?"

Nan Ke Yimeng: "Didn't you see how Guan Yu beheaded Hua Xiong? Besides, Zhang Fei and Lu Bu had a fifty-fifty tie. Zhang Fei was still weaker than Guan Yu. Guan Yu didn't lose to Lu Bu at all."

Ling: "Guan Yu can blow Hua Xiong even after beheading him? You're dying of laughter (covering your mouth and laughing)"

Ling: "Together with the three, you can get a [-]-[-] match with Lu Bu, and Lu Bu has retreated completely. Guan Chui shut up quickly (laughs)"

Ling: "Don't talk about martial arts to defeat Lu Bu by beating and beating, but also shamelessly laugh at that (vomit)"

Nan Ke Yimeng: "Slave with three surnames! Slave with three surnames! Slave with three surnames! (Show your teeth)"

In the girls' dormitory next door, Zhuang Xiaomeng blushed with anger and tossed and turned on the bed.

"I'm in a hurry upstairs (dog head)"

Ling: "Guan Chui is like this. Their masters can't compare in physical strength, so they start talking about their character (laughing)"

Zhong Lingzi raised her head proudly, like an old hen who has won a fight.

Nan Ke Yimeng: "Then let me ask you, is Lu Bu a bad character?" (Smiling)

"Speak up! Don't pretend to be dead!"

Ling didn't reply anymore, Zhuang Xiaomeng gritted her teeth angrily, and sent a private message to the author, "Why did you make the sex slave of the Three Houses so strong? I don't care, you must write him to death! (crying loudly)"

No matter where he went, Gongsun Jin could hear people discussing the Three Kingdoms.

There is no doubt that this is a phenomenal work.

Many companies have already contacted Gongsun Jin, trying to buy the film and television adaptation rights of this book, but they were all rejected by Gongsun Jin.

The value of the Three Kingdoms has not been fully developed, and it is too short-sighted to sell the copyright so early.

There are two types of contracts for this time-space website, one of which is 20% of the revenue, the website receives 80%, and the author gets [-]%, but the copyright belongs to the website.

The second is the income of 40% to 60%. The website receives [-]%, the author gets [-]%, and the copyright belongs to the author himself.

Compared with the original time and space, it is really very conscientious.

Generally speaking, ordinary authors who make money by writing will choose the former.

Because the copyright of most people's own novels does not have the ability to be realized, it is better to hand over to the website to get more manuscript fees.

The second type of contract is suitable for those novels that can profit from copyright and have huge commercial value, and can be adapted into film and television dramas, animations, games, etc.

It is the latter that the three countries signed.

One cool morning, Gongsun Jin was awakened by the sound of an alarm clock.

Before he could speak, Lin Hui couldn't help but said, "Fulin! Alarm clock!"

Ouyang Rui also opened his eyes in a daze, looking at Tang Fulin's bed.

Tang Fulin fell into a deep sleep and didn't seem to wake up at all.

"Tang Fulin!"

Lin Hui patiently yelled twice before waking him up.

Tang Fulin sat up from the bed and rubbed his blurred eyes.

"Turn off the alarm clock!"

There was some dissatisfaction in Lin Hui's words.

Tang Fulin rolled over and got out of bed, and turned off the alarm clock on the phone at the charging place on the table.

"After you set the alarm clock, put it next to the bed, not under the bed. Every time you turn off the alarm clock, we have to tell you, isn't it troublesome?"

Lin Hui looked at the morning time and gave him an annoyed look.

Tang Fulin smiled mischievously, climbed into bed and began to sleep back into the cage.

Some pest alarm clocks are designed to wake up others, and then let others wake him up.

After the military training is over, there is a day off for vacation, and then the formal class starts, so everyone in the dormitory today wants to sleep in and sleep in, but Gongsun Jin is not among them.

Gongsun Jin got up early, made the bed, folded the quilt, dressed and began to wash.

"Don't sleep much? It's rare to rest."

Lin Hui wrapped himself in the quilt, yawned, and looked at Gongsun Jin in surprise.

"Now that I have time, I'm going to find a part-time job."

Gongsun Jin said calmly.

Before, because the military training time was too full, he couldn't do a part-time job.

When Lin Hui heard the words, he responded calmly.

Tang Fulin, who was lying on the bed, was a little surprised when he heard this.

When I went out, the black locust in front of the dormitory opened red flowers, which were very gorgeous.

Blue hyacinths and purple lavender bloom in the grass on both sides of the road, which are very fragrant.

It rained last night, the road was a bit wet, and the camphor trees on both sides of the road had fallen leaves all over the ground.

When breathing, the lungs are filled with the cold taste of rain and dew.

A black swallowtail butterfly fluttered its wings, passed Gongsun Jin's eyes, and landed on a Clivia plant.

The patterns on the wings are so beautiful that Gongsun Jin wanted to put them in his favorite books.

Or, use a SLR camera to capture this scene.

All the stalls in the cafeteria have just opened, and there are few people.

Shops selling soy milk are already grinding soy milk, and the sweet aroma of soy milk and yogurt overflows from the window.

In addition to selling soy milk, that stall also sells some Cantonese-style sugar water, as well as sweets such as fruit yogurt and double-skin milk.

The bun maker is beating the dough on the chopping board.

When the ramen pot is opened, steam rises like clouds, and the soup is very fragrant.

Gongsun Jin could smell the aroma of beef bones, white radish, and a whole fat chicken.

"Hello, may I ask, do you need to recruit part-time jobs here?"

Gongsun Jin came to a ramen stall. He had tasted this ramen several times, and the taste was very good. It was also a very popular stall in school.

"Yes, how old are you?"

The owner of the stall is a somewhat capable middle-aged woman.

It is said that she is a widow, and she takes a girl who is in junior high school alone to make a living.

The woman is wearing a ball head, her cuffs are rolled up, and she is wearing an apron.

The kitchen is smoky, and the skin is not good. After years of hard work, the wrinkles at the corners of the eyes are very obvious, and the hair is also a little gray.

But when he smiles, his eyes are always squinted, like jelly beans.

"Freshman."

"Are there many classes?"

"A little more."

"Let's talk first."

The landlady beckoned to him.

Gongsun Jin followed and walked into the back kitchen from the side.

There are a lot of things in the back kitchen, piled up with bags of flour and yeast powder and a lot of eggs.

Onion and coriander, as well as seasonings such as star anise leaves and cinnamon are also very strong, and they are stirred together.

The stewed meat packs and the finished stewed pork pot are piled up a bit miscellaneously, but the overall look is clean.

"What time do you usually go to class?"

The proprietress is very kind and has a friendly attitude towards Gongsun Jin.

"Mondays and Wednesdays are full of classes in the morning, so you can only come at noon. On Tuesdays and Thursdays, there are classes in the first two periods, so you can arrive earlier. There are no classes on Friday mornings."

Gongsun Jin didn't hide anything, and gave a rough explanation of her class schedule.

"Okay, I have two more sophomores here, plus you, it happens that the schedule is better, and I won't be particularly busy."

The proprietress heard the words and agreed very readily.

"Salary 600 a month, including three meals, is it acceptable?"

"can."

Gongsun Jin didn't think about it.

"Okay, then you can add my WeChat first, and then transfer money to you through WeChat, and I can notify you if there is anything."

"Have you had breakfast yet?"

After adding WeChat, the proprietress asked with concern.

"not yet."

"Okay, I'll make you a bowl of noodles first."

The proprietress said, and began to knead the dough on the chopping board.

After kneading the dough, he sniffed it close to his nose, then nodded with satisfaction.

The salt water is added just right, the fermentation is also very good, and the dough is full of toughness.

She first cut a section on the chopping board, and then grasped both ends of the dough with both hands.

Pulling and folding, stretching and pulling, opening and closing, she dexterously fiddled with her fingers, like a butterfly wearing flowers.

Repeated folding in half many times, the finally stretched noodles are as uniform in thickness as hair strands, non-stick and continuous, very beautiful.

The woman stretched out her slender arms and swung the noodles on the chopping board twice. The flour on the chopping board dispersed like a rising cloud.

Then the noodles were thrown into the pot with a whoosh, like a lotus flower blooming in boiling water.

Gongsun Jin watched the whole process, and his exquisite craftsmanship was amazing.

"Do you eat coriander?"

The proprietress put the cooked noodles in a bowl, topped with soup, sprinkled with chopped green onion, as well as marinated beef and white radish.

"eat."

Gongsun Jin doesn't hate coriander.

"Try it and see how it tastes."

The woman put the noodles backstage and wiped the table clean.

Gongsun Jin picked up a chopstick of noodles and put them in his mouth, the noodles were very chewy.

The soup is also very delicious, and it is very satisfying to take a light sip, and it is warm in the stomach.

"I've eaten it before, it's delicious."

The proprietress smiled happily upon hearing this.

After eating a bowl of noodles and washing the dishes, Gongsun Jin started the day's work.

"Today you are in charge of ordering, and I will teach you, this ordering machine."

"After the ticket is issued by the machine, the ticket is torn against the sawtooth below, so it can be easily fixed, otherwise it will be broken."

"After the customer orders, you give them the number plate according to their order."

"When the noodles are ready, you can call their corresponding number at the stall, remember to speak loudly."

"There are many people in the cafeteria, and the voice is mixed. If the voice is too low, people can't hear it. Don't let it go."

The proprietress taught by hand throughout the whole process. Gongsun Jin studied very seriously and got started quickly.

At eight o'clock, the number of people eating in the cafeteria gradually increased. Gongsun Jin had already put on a mask and apron, and officially took over the job.

Several other employees in the stall also entered the back kitchen and started working.

"Business is much better today than usual."

The proprietress was busy, and she couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

"Maybe it's because of the handsome guy."

It was a tall girl named Song Jia who spoke.

That is, the sophomore sister who works part-time here.

"Yes, thanks to Xiaojin."

The proprietress smiled and nodded.

Gongsun Jin was wearing a neat and clean white shirt. She was tall, with fair skin and handsome looks.

I don't know how many girls came to the window to eat at him.

Gongsun Jin just smiled slightly, that smile was covered by a mask, and he could only feel his emotions from the arc of his beautiful eyebrows and eyes slightly bent.

Zhuang Xiaomeng thinks about three questions every day.

What to eat for breakfast, what to eat for lunch, what to eat for dinner.

Today was no exception. Standing in the cafeteria, looking at the dazzling array of stalls, she fell into a deep entanglement.

Everything tastes good, and nothing tastes good.

She put her finger on her lower lip, thinking for a while, her cold eyes showing a little bewilderment.

The girl's charming and cute appearance is very eye-catching, and Gongsun Jin can naturally see it.

With a startled glance, she happened to meet the eyes of Gongsun Jin behind the counter.

Gongsun Jin looked away, the corners of the girl's mouth curled up slightly, and she walked quickly towards the stall.

He wore a mask, but the red mole between his eyebrows was not deceiving.

There are quite a lot of people queuing at the ramen stall, most of them are girls.

"Hi, what would you like to eat?"

Gongsun Jin's voice had no warmth at all, with an indifference that kept people thousands of miles away.

But to those girls, it was extraordinarily beautiful.

"Wow, this voice is so crisp~"

"No, I love it."

"???"

"I'm voice control! His voice! I like it so much!"

"Ahhhh! He just told me to be careful!"

"Have you seen his real face? It feels like he has good skin, so he must not be ugly."

"Of course it's not ugly. The real person is super handsome. There are pictures of him on campus forums."

"I really like the red mole between his eyebrows."

Zhuang Xiaomeng found that many girls were staring at Gongsun Jin.

No matter when picking up food or ordering food, his eyes always look at him.

This made Zhuang Xiaomeng inexplicably uncomfortable.

It always feels like Gongsun Jin is selling her beauty to attract customers.

Compared with those women who sold tofu in name in ancient times, they were actually selling meat.

"These girls are too. They can't move their eyes when they see handsome guys. They are vulgar."

Zhuang Xiaomeng snorted softly, and when she looked at the girls queuing up, her eyes were full of contempt.

Then, she followed at the back of the line, and reminded herself in her heart, "I'm here to eat noodles, not to see handsome guys. I'm different from those vulgar people."

"Hi, what would you like to eat?"

Gongsun Jin repeated without raising his head.

"beef ramen."

With a familiar voice, Gongsun Jin raised his head and saw Zhuang Xiaomeng in front of him.

"OK, wait."

Gongsun Jin handed her the receipt for the meal.

Zhuang Xiaomeng finished ordering, found a seat and sat down, watching the busy young man standing in front of the stall from afar.

She thinks he is really handsome when he looks serious at work.

So I just looked at him like this for an unknown amount of time, looking at him like other vulgar people.

Zhuang Xiaomeng felt that she was not vulgar, but aesthetic.

Human beings generally have the ability to appreciate beautiful things.

(End of this chapter)