“Is there a place for me?”

"Young Master Yi, don't joke. I can't accompany you to Huaqing and Beijing. If I can get into a local first-tier university, I'll be satisfied."

"But you are the top scorer in the province, so you should consider going to Huaqing or Beijing." Gu Muxi curled his lips and then stood up from the sofa.

"Okay, I'm going to check if the phone is fixed. I'm going to check my grades."

Yi Feng smiled and said, "Don't go, how can I fix it so quickly? I'd better use my phone to call."

He took out his cell phone from his pocket and handed it to her.

Gu Muxi took the phone and said with a tweet: "Young Master Yi, Boss Yi, it's great to have a phone!"

"Do you want to?"

"Think of it."

"If you want, say it, I'll give it to you."

"Send me? Mr. Yi, are you so kind? Let me explain first. This girl is the most capable of selling her skills, but she doesn't sell herself!"

"Selling arts? Then the relationship is good. Let's sing two small songs for the uncle first."

"Shin Feng, do you want to transform into Buddha now?"

"What Buddha?"

"The Buddha with a full head."

"Uh... Gu Muxi, calm down and don't be impulsive. Impulsive is a devil!"

Only then did Gu Muxi put down his hands and call back to school.

After a while, after hearing her college entrance examination results, she showed joy on her face.

"Really? Are you sure?"

"Thank you, teacher!"

Gu Muxi hung up the phone and said excitedly: "Zhaofeng, guess how many points I scored in the college entrance examination?"

"615 points?" Yi Feng narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Gu Muxi was stunned and asked in surprise: "How do you know?"

"Oh, I guessed it casually, but I didn't expect to guess it right." Yi Feng said calmly.

Gu Muxi tilted his head, looking suspicious.

"real?"

"Can you guess so accurately?"

Yi Feng looked like a charlatan and said, "Please call me Master Yi, thank you."

"Tsk, Master, you big-headed ghost!" Gu Muxi rolled his eyes.

Suddenly, a knock on the door sounded.

"Who?" Yi Feng went over and opened the door.

When I opened the door, there were three familiar people standing outside the door.

Yi Feng was stunned. Isn’t this the female reporter Yang Na who interviewed him before?

"Haha! Hello, classmate Yi, we're meeting again!" Yang Na greeted eagerly.

"Congratulations to Yi, who won the top scorer in the college entrance examination in Guangzhou!" Wu Gang handed over the flowers in his hand and stuffed the bouquet into his hand.

Yi Feng: "..."

They are so well-informed!

"Uh, are you guys?"

"Student Yi, today we are here to interview you! You are now the pride of our province and a well-deserved top talent!" Yang Na held his hand heavily and said seriously.

"Okay, please come in." Yi Feng smiled and welcomed them very much.

If you have a relationship with the news and media industry, it will definitely be helpful in the future.

Yang Na brought her assistant Wu Gang and a cameraman into the house. After a while, she started the formal interview.

The interview is nothing more than asking topics such as how to study, how to get high scores in the exam, and what plans to plan for the future.

Yi Feng answered calmly without thinking too much, and talked freely.

He has become accustomed to such scenes. He has received interviews with the central mother many times in his previous life, so he is unrestrained and understands the answers they want to get.

It is nothing more than encouraging the students who come to study hard and work hard.

Before Yang Na's interview could be over, reporters from other media units followed.

There are Guangshi Daily, Life Daily, etc.

Gu Muxi looked at the room full of reporters and slapped his forehead.

Sword Feng is about to become famous!

It is estimated that newspapers and TV news will report about him in the next two days.

In fact, the top scorer in the college entrance examination will go through this process every year, and the top scorer in the college entrance examination will be hyped up once every year.

From noon to afternoon, Yi Feng didn't even take a bite of rice. He was so hungry that he had to make an appointment with the remaining media reporters another day.

After dealing with the reporter, Yi Feng collapsed on the sofa, rubbed his head and smiled: "It's very tiring to say something about the car wheel."

Gu Muxi felt tired when he watched from the side, not to mention that Yi Feng had never stopped.

She naturally sat next to Yi Feng, helped him rub his temples, and complained: "You won't refuse them so tiring?"

"Reject? Why refuse?"

"This is a rare self-marketing opportunity. If you refuse, you will lose to death." Yi Feng shook his head and said.

"Uh, self...marketing? What is that?" Gu Muxi was stunned.

"Self-marketing, in other words, means self-packaging, but the word marketing contains more meanings. In addition to packaging, it also has personal concepts for marketing to the public and create impressions."

"There are many benefits of self-marketing. Under the same conditions as individuals, people who are more successful in self-marketing are more likely to gain trust from others and thus achieve commercial success."

"This is why so many people give themselves so many names, such as association presidents, clan directors, calligraphy artists, etc."

"They are active in the publicity of various media. Over time, people have a certain impression of him and trust his products more often and what he says." Yi Feng tried to explain to her in the most easy-to-understand way.

Gu Muxi seemed to understand but didn't understand and blurted out: "Is that called pulling the tiger's skin and wearing a big banner?"

"Uh...it's that kind of meaning, but not exactly." Yi Feng pulled the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, I don't understand anyway, just think it's good."

"But...it seems that you have to deal with these reporters these days." Gu Muxi curled his lips.

As she said, she helped Yi Feng rub his temples and asked softly: "How is it? Is it better?"

"It's much better, Master Gu, your massage techniques are getting better and better!" Yi Feng leaned comfortably on the sofa, enjoying Gu Muxi's soft finger massage.

"Hehe, Mr. Yi, if I hadn't seen you pitiful, I wouldn't have been too lazy to help you press it." Gu Muxi said arrogantly.

"Yes, I'm so pitiful~" Yi Feng pretended to be pitiful and wanted to get into Gu Muxi's arms.

Gu Muxi's cheeks turned red, and he pushed his head away.

"Sit down and don't move around, otherwise you can press yourself."

"Hehe, OK, I'll sit down."

"Where are your eyes looking?!"

"Ahem, no, I didn't see anything."

"I still said no? I could see your obscene look at first glance!"

"You're talking nonsense, my admirable look. Do you understand appreciation? How can you insult others innocence out of thin air?"

"Hmph~ I still dare to argue?"

"Ah! It hurts! Gu Muxi, let go, say something well!"

Gu Muxi then relaxed a little and said proudly: "Haha, Mr. Yi, do you know you are wrong?"

"Wrong? What's wrong with me?" Yi Feng quickly broke his head away from her demon's hand and argued.

"Okay, don't you admit your mistake, right? I see that I won't deal with you!"

Gu Muxi threw Yi Feng on the sofa with his teeth and claws, then grabbed Yi Feng's cheek, pinched his face, and then rubbed his face into various grimaces.

"Haha! It's like you still dare to argue!"

"Help, help!"

"Scream, shout, even if you shout, no one will come to save you!"

"Breaking the throat, breaking the throat!"
To be continued...