If life had a starting line, someone was born in Rome

Chapter 228 Some people say it’s getting more expensive? How expensive is it? ! (-in-)

Just when Lin Feng was talking to the children about Dong Yuhui.

The audience in Dong Fang’s live broadcast room was also very lively.

Not only did they grab snacks, but they also posted the order and Dong Yuhui’s essay on social platforms with the following text:

"I originally wanted to come here to listen to Teacher Dong's wise words, but I didn't expect that this was a prose class. The tuition has been paid!"

Because so many people said this, a label was spontaneously formed under the unconscious resonance of everyone——

[Dong Yuhui’s prose model for selling goods]

Immediately afterwards, countless netizens used this label when posting topics about Dong Yuhui.

It has even formed a fission-type spread!

In less than half an hour, Dong Yuhui and his selling language topped the trend list again.

After watching this sales video, countless netizens left emotional comments.

"Every sentence is a picture, reminding me of the eaves of my hometown and the bird's nest under the eaves. That was my childhood!"

"Go home and go back to the original beauty - I didn't feel anything when I listened to this song, but when I heard it from Teacher Dong's mouth, I suddenly felt melancholy."

"My hometown is the same as Teacher Dong's hometown. The insects chirp and the birds chirp, the white clouds move in the sky, and everything is very slow..."

"Ever since I left my hometown and went to work, I no longer have time to think about my hometown and childhood. At one time, I thought this was the price of growing up, but now it seems that it is not, it is because I have forgotten my original intention."

"Time flies, time flies, this is the first time I have such a concrete experience, Teacher Dong is so awesome!"

"I used the effects of light and shadow to retain the years, but I did not retain you... Dad, I miss you!"

"As I listened, I cried, but I didn't know what I was crying about. It might be the passing time, or the beauty I couldn't ask for."

“Teacher Dong’s prose class is so beautiful! It’s so beautiful!”

"I learned it. Let's plant a fruit tree with our children today."

"Take your children back to your hometown, put down their homework and study, and let them watch the white clouds flow and the sun set in the west."

"I became very curious about Teacher Dong, so I went to Teacher Lin's live broadcast room and heard the comments, which was quite surprising."

"Ah? I didn't read it. Please give me some information."

"Teacher Lin said that Teacher Dong has two major hobbies in his life, one is reading, and the other is tinkering. He is a scholar who does not take the ordinary path."

"Hahaha, I confirmed it from Teacher Lin. Teacher Dong was really a teacher before. I can only say that he is good at crossing boundaries!"

"Then Teacher Dong's experience is really rich and colorful!"

"I really like Teacher Dong like this!"

"Hehe, I like it too! Teacher Lin's friends are so interesting!"

"Teacher Dong actually didn't wear a personal scarf and could only follow Dong Fang Zhenxuan's account. I'm sad~"

"Hahaha, don't panic. Paying attention to Dong Fang's selection is equivalent to paying attention to Teacher Dong."

"Let's go, pay attention and express your love for Teacher Dong!!"

"..."

Outside the Internet, in a group rental house.

In a small single room, a young man with some acne on his face was holding a computer, his eyes dull, but his fingers were still tapping the keyboard.

The weather is not hot, but the interior of the group rental house has been randomly renovated, and the ventilation effect is very poor, making it stuffy and damp.

The young man changed his plan until he was sweating profusely, so he had no choice but to get up and open the window for ventilation.

However, the small window, who knows who designed it, can only open a gap as big as a palm.

This small gap does nothing to improve the air and lower the temperature.

This made Wang Zhiming a little discouraged and lamented:

"When will this day end?"

What responded to him was the sound of laughing and playing games next door.

Wang Zhiming found the earplugs, covered his ears, and continued working.

After a long while, I finally packaged the plan and sent it to my boss.

The other party accepted it for a second, but there was no reply, not even a word of "hard work"...

Looking at the empty and cold interface, Wang Zhiming smiled bitterly.

I think of my colleagues who joined the company at the same time as me.

They all graduated from college and entered the company with a blank slate.

I am still an intern, working overtime to revise the plan, but I am not signed on the plan.

The leader said, this is called exercise.

On the other hand, my colleagues, not to mention that they have been promoted to regular positions, have someone assigned to work on projects, and their signatures are always ranked first.

When everyone mentions him, everyone will praise him as "youthful and promising".

Isn't it because this colleague's father is a big shot in the industry?

We need resources to feed resources, we need qualifications to carry the sedan chair...

Wang Zhiming felt countless resentments in his heart when he thought of all the things that had happened since he started working.

Where is the difference?

The difference is that there are no resources and no help!

"If I had a good background...forget it, what are you thinking about? Coming from a small town as a topic artist, what more can I ask for?"

However, having said that, the loss and sadness on Wang Zhiming's face still cannot be concealed.

Then, in order to divert his attention and relieve the sadness, Wang Zhiming picked up his mobile phone and surfed the Internet.

"Dong Yuhui sells goods in prose mode? Who is Dong Yuhui? What does it mean to sell goods in prose mode?"

When Wang Zhiming saw today's hot search title, he became a little curious and clicked on it.

"...My childhood was idle and carefree, I didn't do much homework, and my parents wouldn't force me..."

Listening to these words, Wang Zhiming nodded in agreement.

This is how I spent my childhood. Small towns are not like cities. There is no early childhood education, and you just go to school when you are older.

Parents don't have any awareness of cultivating elites. If they can read, they will keep supporting them. If they can't read, they won't force their children.

Where else in the city can I encounter children dragging trolley bags and school bags and wearing thick glasses on my way to and from get off work every day?

"Actually, my childhood was quite happy. It would be nice if I never grew up."

Wang Zhiming let out a sigh.

At this time, Dong Yuhui’s voice continued to come from the mobile phone:

"When I was a child, I would never have thought that I would face a lot of helplessness when I grew up..."

Wang Zhiming felt the same words and nodded frequently.

I really didn't expect that when I grow up, I will live in a group rental house and watch others get promoted and get salary increases.

No matter how hard I try, the most I can get is the encouragement of "come on".

With melancholy, Wang Zhiming calmed down and continued to listen to Dong Yuhui's words:

"...Maybe what I feel more is the length of time and the triviality of days."

"At that time, my father would always stuff my little pocket with some snacks, such as dried hawthorns, dried walnuts, dried dates and other things. Then, he would do his thing and I would play with mine."

"After my pockets are full, I will lie on the grass, look at the sky, and slowly stuff snacks into my mouth."

“Sometimes, I’ll see crickets jumping up and down on my clothes and making a crisp sound.”

"The water moon is very slow, white clouds are flowing in the sky, and the sun is gradually sliding towards the west..."

Wang Zhiming smiled as he listened, no matter how dissatisfied he was with the current situation.

But that period of childhood was just as Dong Yuhui said, long and beautiful.

Moreover, it seems that all parents in the world are the same?

They all like to put delicious food into their children's pockets and mouths.

Wang Zhiming recalled that when he was a child, his family conditions were not good, and his father liked to buy cheap bones and cook them at home, so that the soup would be meat soup.

After boiling the bones for soup, my father would break them open with a hammer in the kitchen and pick out the marrow inside for himself to eat.

He said, this can help you grow taller...

Wang Zhiming looked down at his legs and smiled.

Indeed, as my father said, I have grown taller, 1.81 meters tall, very strong!

in fact……

Even if the family conditions are not good, his father always does his best to provide himself with nutrition.

Broth, bone marrow, bamboo shoots and mushrooms from the mountains, and homemade fried melon candy...

Thinking of everything in his childhood, the corners of Wang Zhiming's mouth curled up, and his tired eyes shone with light.

"Actually, I can't blame my parents for not helping me in the workplace. They are just ordinary people and have tried their best to provide me with their best things."

"The reason why I am where I am today is because of their support!"

Thinking of these, the resentment in Wang Zhiming's heart suddenly disappeared.

He figured it out————————In his growing up life, his parents have given him the most love.

What you have is already the best, why do you need to compare with others?

Besides, what others gain is not what you lose!

With a thought, Wang Zhiming felt relaxed all over!

"This kind of family and this kind of me are quite good."

Wang Zhiming reconciled with himself, his family, and his past.

A cool breeze blew through the gap in the palm-sized window.

Wang Zhiming closed his eyes and felt it quietly.

No matter how difficult life is, there is always an outlet where you can breathe.

"Mom and Dad, I miss you."

Wang Zhiming took out his mobile phone and called his parents.

…………

And at the live broadcast of Dong Fang Selection.

Dong Yuhui has finished the live broadcast and is taking the children to sort out the defective books in the warehouse to be donated to Xiangzhang Primary School.

"There are twenty volumes of "The Moon and Sixpence" and ten volumes of "A Brief History of Humanity"..."

Dong Yuhui counted the quantity and registered the list.

The total amount of books was not large, so Lin Feng discussed with the program team and directly used the program team's truck to haul them away.

At this moment, the trunk of the car was wide open, and Zhou Zicheng and the other children, under the command of Dong Yuhui, were carrying books in an orderly manner.

Soon, all the books were on the bus.

Looking at the time, it’s time to go back to the village.

Dong Yuhui was very reluctant to leave Lin Feng and the children, so he ran back and brought a big box of snacks for everyone.

"Feed, feed!"

Dong Yuhui smiled and said:

"Chewing some to pass the time on the way will help you to stave off hunger for a while."

Lin Feng also nodded with reluctance in his eyes:

"I'll come and see you when I have time."

Dong Yuhui nodded and stretched out his hand to say goodbye.

The two hands clasped together powerfully.

After a while, the car started slowly. Dong Yuhui stood by the road and watched until the car was no longer visible.

It was quiet on the way back.

Wu Peng was eating snacks squeakingly, looking like a little mouse.

However, there was a book open on his knees, and it seemed that he had read it.

Zhou Zicheng and Sun Wei also held the book and read again.

Zhang Yunshu, on the other hand, looked out the window, neither talking nor eating, looking thoughtful.

A few hours later, the program team sent everyone to Lin Feng's courtyard.

As soon as he got off the car, Zhang Yunshu couldn't wait to call director Liu Yong:

"Director Liu, I would like to borrow the program team's mobile phone, is that okay?"

Liu Yong was stunned for a moment, then nodded:

"Missing home? No problem. The program team allows children to contact their parents."

However, Zhang Yunshu shook his head:

"I'm not contacting parents. I want to watch the live broadcast for a while."

Watch live?

Liu Yong was a little undecided now.

Parents send their children to participate in the program for the sake of education.

Doesn’t it defeat the original intention of letting children watch live broadcasts on their mobile phones?

"Then...you can ask Teacher Lin if it's okay."

Liu Yong thought for a while, and Lin Feng still needed to make a decision on this matter.

Lin Feng had already noticed the movement here, smiled, and asked Zhang Yunshu:

"Yunshu, do you want to see how other anchors sell goods? Want to compare with Teacher Dong?"

Zhang Yunshu's eyes lit up and he nodded fiercely:

"Yes, Teacher Lin!"

"I want to see what's going on in the live-streaming industry. I can't wait to get home and watch it again."

"Teacher Lin, please, please~"

Zhang Yunshu's eyes blinked, his expression full of curiosity and request.

Lin Feng smiled slightly and said to Liu Yong:

"Director Liu, it's okay. Just show it to her. I'll follow suit."

Hearing this, Liu Yong took out his mobile phone with a smile:

"Okay, take your time and watch."

It was settled here. The children had snacks to fill their bellies and were not hungry now, so they were not in a hurry to cook, but gathered around them together.

"Teacher, take me."

"Teacher Lin, I want to come too."

After getting Lin Feng's permission, everyone moved the stools and watched Zhang Yunshu open the mobile app together.

As soon as I entered the live broadcast room, I saw a girl with sky-high braids sitting in the center of the screen, twisting left and right.

While twisting and turning, he made various funny expressions and shouted at the camera:

"Do you want to make coffee?"

"Do you want to overcome the buoyancy?"

The emotional cooperation of the broadcaster off-screen:

"Rush! Rush! Rush!"

Four children: "..."

Zhang Yunshu immediately swiped his finger and ran out of the live broadcast room:

"Coming out of Teacher Dong's place, I really don't adapt to this way of carrying goods, so hurry up and go to another store."

While talking, Zhang Yunshu randomly entered another live broadcast room.

I went this time and saw the climax——

The manufacturer was pulled by two strong men, holding on to the table in the live broadcast room, shouting at the top of his lungs:

"We can't sell it any more! I'll lose ten yuan for every sale you make! It's over, it's over, I've been working for nothing for a whole year!"

The anchor didn't care about his life and death at all, and shouted:

"Old fellows, five minutes, five minutes to go to cut off orders!!"

"five minutes!!"

“Cutting order!!”

Accompanied by the urging voices of the assistants off-screen, the four children felt as if their eardrums were about to be perforated.

"Let's go, let's go..."

Zhang Yunshu once again escaped at the speed of light.

"Yunshu, these small live broadcast rooms of small anchors are actually not representative. Why don't we look at the well-known big anchors?"

Lin Feng couldn't stand such an exaggerated way of bringing goods, and combined with Zhang Yunshu's purpose, he suggested softly.

When Zhang Yunshu heard this, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind:

"Yes, then let me check the real-time delivery list and go to the first place."

Zhang Yunshu did what he said, found the list directly, and clicked into the live broadcast room with the first place.

Then everyone felt comfortable!

There are no hoarse voices, no dancing demons, and no assisted voice-overs.

There was very soft and soothing music playing in the live broadcast room.

A male anchor was sitting in the live broadcast room with a clean background, smiling and introducing the product in his hand.

Lin Feng and the four children could all tell that the other party was wearing makeup.

Moreover, the makeup is very delicate and fits the other person’s status as a beauty blogger.

"It seems that if you want to be a big anchor, you still have to respect the mainstream aesthetics. There is a reason why the previous live broadcast rooms were not successful."

Zhang Yunshu said sincerely:

"This time, we can carefully observe each other's delivery methods."

result……

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone discovered that the male anchor rolled his eyes after taking a look at the barrage in the live broadcast room!

"Some people say that our Huaxizi is getting more and more expensive. Where is it so expensive?!"

(End of this chapter)