Wang Yong's eyes widened: "Brother Hui, why are you opening a nightclub here?"

Lin Hui said disdainfully: "You are an illiterate person who only knows how to hammer, but I am here to cultivate the sentiments of chickens!"

"Damn it!" The two of them were speechless: "Why don't you just kill the chicken for them?"

"Stop talking nonsense. If you want to live a good life, just do as I say, wiggle your butt and sing a little song!"

Wang Yong and Chen Erhu looked at each other, dumbfounded.

This is too nonsense!

"Erhu, what are you doing standing around, singing?"

Lin Hui kicked Erhu in the butt.

Chen Erhu said with a sad face: "Brother Hui, I, I don't know how to sing this song."

"If you don't know, just keep humming!"

Lin Hui glared at him: "The most important thing is to get angry. Didn't you see the chicken looking at you? Set a good example!"

Chen Erhu grimaced, and sure enough he saw all the chickens staring directly at him.

But that little look in his eyes seemed more frightening.

"Jump quickly!" Lin Hui kicked again.

Chen Erhu had no choice but to babble behind him as if he had a toothache...

"The blazing flames burned me, you are like that, a fire!"

Wang Yong suddenly opened his voice and sang like a wolf howling.

Not only was Lin Hui shocked, but even the chicken was trembling with fear.

"What kind of things are you singing to attend a funeral?"

"If the chicken listens, can it lay eggs?"

"I've been holding back my eggs, so let's start over again, be gentler and have feelings!"

Lin Hui was like a music teacher teaching a tone-deaf student.

Wang Yong shrank his neck and looked embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll do it again..."

Soon, Wang Yong and Chen Erhu gradually found their feelings under Lin Hui's guidance.

Lin Hui is the little prince of the nightclub after all.

Singing and creating atmosphere are all things that you can do at your fingertips.

As the three of them sang loudly, the atmosphere in the chicken coop was gradually lifted.

At first, these hens were really frightened, but after a while, they found that Lin Hui and the others were not a threat, and they all felt relieved.

The music was beating, and some chickens were already familiar with the rhythm.

He even twisted his neck left and right along with the music.

It looks very happy just looking at it.

"Kekeke..."

"It's moving, oh, it's moving!" Wang Yong shouted excitedly.

Chen Erhu touched his head: "But is this useful?"

"You know nothing!" Lin Hui said seriously: "These chickens are kept here every day. If it were you, would you have any energy?"

"We have to make them move and become energetic. Then when they get tired, they naturally can't hold it in anymore, and by then the eggs will be laid!"

Wang Yong and Chen Erhu stared at him with disbelief: "Brother Hui, are you talking nonsense?"

"Stop talking nonsense, keep dancing, be emotional, let the chickens get excited!" Lin Hui hit each of their buttocks.

The two had no choice but to twist along with the music.

One song ends quickly, and the next one is completely dynamic DJ.

Wang Yong seemed to be aroused with a fire in his heart. At this moment, he completely let go, hugged Lin Hui and began to shake crazily.

Chen Erhu saw the two of them dancing so high that he simply lay down on the ground and played the human carousel.

The lights were flashing and the music was blaring throughout the chicken coop.

Not far away, two veterans looked at the chicken coop with flickering lights, and their jaws almost hit the ground.

"Are they... preparing to kill the chicken?" A veteran swallowed his saliva.

"I feel the same!" Another veteran nodded: "I feel like they want to give away all the chickens!"

The first veteran smiled bitterly: "I've been here for so long, and this is the first time I've seen chickens raised like this. Should we report to the Chief of Staff?"

The soldier on the other side shook his head: "Forget it, now they are the Secretary General's favorites. Let's go and report, maybe we will be scolded. Just wait, if a lot of chickens die tomorrow, they will be more attractive!"

The two looked at each other and smiled mischievously, then turned and returned to the dormitory.

Time passed by minute by minute, and songs played one after another.

The chicken coop was completely agitated, and the chickens and people were shaking their heads to the music.

After half an hour, Lin Hui took the two of them to sit down and rest.

"Okay, let's watch them move!"

Wang Yong scratched his head: "Brother Hui, the chickens are happy now, but when will they lay eggs?"

Lin Hui looked at his watch: "In another hour, turn off the music, otherwise they will be really exhausted!"

"Brother Hui, I, I feel, I may die before them."

Chen Erhu was breathing heavily and sweating profusely.

Soon, an hour passed.

The music is turned off, but the chicken is still excited.

Wang Yong and Chen Erhu stared at each other with big eyes.

"There seems to be no movement?"

"Brother Hui, will the chicken get too excited and stop giving birth?"

"Probably not, just wait and see."

Lin Hui felt a little guilty.

This is the method he summarized from reading books.

It's effective on pigs, but wouldn't it be effective on chickens?

After a while, the chickens seemed to be tired and sat in the chicken coop.

"It's broken. The chicken wants to sleep. It must be tired from playing and refuses to lay eggs!" Wang Yong became anxious.

The words just fell.

Cluck cluck...

A chicken next to me suddenly laid several eggs in succession.

"It's down, it's really down!"

Chen Erhu shouted excitedly.

Lin Hui and Wang Yong stood up fiercely, their eyes widening.

The next second, the other chickens in the chicken coop, like Splatoon, started popping eggs non-stop.

Wang Yong hugged Chen Erhu excitedly: "Great, great, our efforts have not been in vain! Brother Hui, you are so awesome, I want to lay an egg for you!"

Lin Hui's head was covered with black lines.

You dare to do it, but I don’t dare to take it!

…

Early the next morning.

Fan Ming came to the chicken coop with a smile and his hands behind his back: "How are you three? Did the chickens lay eggs this morning?"

Lin Hui and the other three looked at each other and smiled: "Chief Secretary, why don't you go and see for yourself!"

Fan Ming laughed: "It doesn't matter. You have just managed the chicken coop, so it is understandable that you are not familiar with it. I can allow that within a week, the egg production will not be as good as before. With your talents, after a week..."

Suddenly, he was completely stunned.

"What's going on? Where do so many eggs come from?"

He rushed to the egg frame in disbelief, his pupils dilating rapidly.

Today there are twice as many eggs as before, and the egg frames can hardly fit in them.

"You went to buy eggs?" Fan Ming stared at them!
To be continued...