Back in the exhibition hall, the prince happened to come back to the exhibition hall from the company. He was holding two thick stacks of DM posters in his hands, followed by a group of delivery people.

I walked over and asked, "Didn't you make all the DM posters for the auto show?"

The prince took one from a pile of posters and handed it to me. I was shocked when I took it. This poster was simply Su Mei's personal show. The entire page was filled with photos of Su Mei trying out the show before the auto show. He was

I want to send these posters to the audience to promote Su Mei.

"Can you imagine such an inefficient propaganda method?" I asked in disbelief.

"I'm willing to do this until there is no better way. Didn't we all agree that we will make Su Mei famous at this auto show?" The prince talked to me while calling a few couriers to pick up DM posters.

But he knew that the money for printing posters and hiring couriers came from his own pocket, which was a considerable expense.

Although the prince's methods are very clumsy, I admire his style of doing things that he says he will do. He has a tenacious spirit that normal people don't have. Otherwise, how could he work so hard for an illusory love without any regrets?

Wait 6 years?

.........

While the prince and I were talking, Su Mei actually walked down from the booth. She took the prince's arm and said with tears in her eyes: "Brother Prince, you don't have to do so much for me. If you can attend this car show, I will

I’m already very happy.”

Before the prince could speak, there were countless glances from around him. It was a dereliction of duty for the car model to leave in the middle of the show. In addition, it was strange that such an action did not attract people to watch.

"Are you acting out a love story? Or are you trying to stir up scandals?" I said and quickly pulled Su Mei back to the booth.

Su Mei looked back at the prince again, and then reluctantly returned to the booth with me. She said softly to me: "Brother Yixi, please advise the prince. He has been really tired for this matter these days.

, I don’t want him to be like this.”

I patted her shoulder and comforted her softly: "This is just his job, don't take it to heart, I will take care of your matter."

"Yeah!" Su Mei nodded, stopped talking, and went back to her work. However, the audience under the booth was still in an uproar. The car model left the show in the middle of the show with tears in her eyes and talked to a man. It was very new to them.

of.

.........

After this episode ended, I fell into deep contemplation again, but every time I reached a breakthrough point, it was always just a little bit short, which made me upset. I decided to go out for a walk, hoping that inspiration would suddenly burst out.

.........

Riding the "presidential car" on the road, I unknowingly came to the ancient bridge where I had met Mo Han by chance.

Parking the car and standing on the bridge, it’s hard to describe how I feel. I have had too many memories here, either pain, happiness, melancholy, or joy... until now.

Since the days when I set up a street stall here, my heart is still in turmoil.

I never think that setting up a street vendor here is a bad luck. On the contrary, I am grateful for this experience. Without this difficult experience, I don’t think I am good enough to talk about life!!

........

Light a cigarette, sit at the place where the stall was originally set up, and stare around... The ancient bridge is still where luxury cars pass, and beggars walk on both sides. This is a microcosm of a society, with luxury and hardship.

, but I don’t understand why there is hardship when there is luxury? Can’t it just be a form and all living beings are equal?

In confusion, I shook my head. Many things appear to exist and have value precisely because of opposition... This is just like the interaction of forces!

"Wait~~force, opposition, interaction" several key words suddenly flashed in my brain, and the bound thoughts spurted out like a fountain in an instant.

"Borrowing for hype~~, yes, it is borrowing for hype. At the beginning, I always limited my thinking to Su Mei, but ignored Bai Lizi, who was the most popular this time... I can definitely use it.

Fight hard and use her influence to create topics to hype Su Mei!"

I lit a cigarette, closed my eyes, and amidst the smoke, a hype plan gradually took shape in my brain. I believe that as long as this plan comes out, there is a high possibility of holding red roses.

........

I rode the "presidential car" and rushed home as soon as possible, and began to express the ideas in my brain in words. The more I wrote, the more excited I became, and I was unaware of the passage of time. When I came back to my senses, it was already ten o'clock in the night.

I ordered it, and the hunger diluted by the excitement finally came out at this time. I couldn't bear it, so I went to the kitchen and made myself a bowl of instant noodles.

After eating the instant noodles, I tiptoed to the door of An Qi's room, lay on the door and listened carefully, but there was no movement.

"It's not like she's not back yet, it's already this hour." I knocked on her door, but no one answered for a long time, which confirmed my idea.

I started to worry about An Qi. Is she still angry with me because of what happened at noon? She suddenly appeared in front of me. She must have wanted to give me a surprise, and she also bought me a meal, but I was with Lin Xi.

Eating dinner intimately, if I were to put myself in her shoes, I think I would be very angry too. That day she let me have tea with that man in a tea restaurant and made me furious, which is the best argument for this.

I secretly blamed myself for being so nervous. I didn't realize that An Qi was still angry with me until now, and I didn't know if she had eaten tonight. Thinking of this, I dialed her number.

The call was put through quickly but no one answered. I called again and it was still the same, so I suspected that An Qi didn't answer my call on purpose.

My boredom started to attack again, so I directly set up an automatic dial, then put the phone aside, lit a cigarette, and waited for An Qi, who was annoyed by the phone calls, to answer the call.

After calling almost 10 times, An Qi still didn't answer the call, so there was another possibility. She had fallen asleep and the phone was on mute.

In the midst of my unreliable guess, my phone suddenly rang. I looked it up and saw that it was Angel calling back.

"Zhang Yixi, are you crazy? Why are you making so many calls?" An Qi asked me in a dissatisfied tone.

"Don't I care about you? Why haven't you come back yet?"

"Haha~~ Do you care about me?"

"Of course, have you eaten?" I asked again, this time not caring that An Qi said "hehe" to me.

"Don't worry about it..." An Qi said to me very rudely.

"Who are you~~ I care about you, but you are also mean to me." This time it was me who said dissatisfiedly.

As soon as I finished speaking, An Qi smiled disdainfully and said, "Come on, if you really cared about me, you would not call me until ten o'clock? Should I say that you are not sincere enough, or that you are slow to respond?"

"It must be a slow response. If I were so insincere, why would I call you and ask you to beat me up? I don't have any masochistic tendencies."

"Pfft~~!" An Qi laughed out loud at my serious admission of my slow reaction.

I saw An Qi laughing, and I guess she had lost much of her anger, so I asked while the iron was hot: "Where are you, and why aren't you back yet?"

"You bastard, I'm a girl, you made me angry, and you didn't even call me to comfort me. Why do I have the nerve to come back?" An Qi said angrily and aggrievedly.

This time, I burst into laughter. It turns out that she also knows how to be reserved. This is simply something even more incredible than a man giving birth to a child.

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Chapter completed!