Seeing that the other party had no intention of stopping for a moment, Chu Chengmu did not take the initiative to say hello, but took off his coat and started basic archery practice under the guidance of the staff on the side. Luo Xiyu sat next to the small table not far behind the two, looked at the two of them, who were also tall and slender but ignored each other, and a few helplessness flashed in his eyes.

Originally, Chu Chengmu just thought not to disturb the other party, but was not very interested in archery itself. After being guided by the staff for a while, he found that archery was not a simple process of shooting with a bow. He was very particular about positioning and movements, and gradually became a little interested.

First of all, you need to stand on the ray and shoulder extension cords at 90 degrees to the target surface. This will affect the angle of your left arm and body, thus having a certain impact on the support of the front hand.

Then, the preparation movement after the arrow is to stand up straight, relax and lay flat on your shoulders, check the point of pushing the bow, check the point of the triceps, check the point of the right arm triceps, turn your head, and then arch in your mind until the correct movement of scattering it.

After practicing for a while, Chu Chengmu felt that as he opened his bow again and again, his mind became much wider. It seemed that the depression in his heart disappeared without a trace with the stretching again and again. He couldn't help but fall in love with this feeling, and he didn't even notice when Zhong Qingqing, not far away, left.

"He is very handsome and has a good figure. Is your brother like this usually?" Zhong Qingqing picked up her towel from the back of the seat and wiped her sweat. Her fair chest was covered with sweat beads. The air conditioner in the archery hall was turned on a little too much. Today, she felt a little hot and couldn't stand it.

"How is it?" Luo Xiyu picked up the water cup and drank a sip of water. He looked at Zhong Qingqing who was sitting down with a chair open on his side.

"Just, so focused?" Zhong Qingqing raised her eyebrows, and the crimson in the corners of her eyes also raised a little.

"It's the first time I've seen him like this!" Luo Xiyu shook his head and said, "I usually feel that he is calm in everything he does. In fact, I have never seen him do things seriously several times. The most common thing I see is that he cooks in the kitchen."

"Cooking? Is his cooking delicious?" Zhong Qingqing suddenly said curiously.

"It must be better than you, you kitchen killer!" Luo Xiyu couldn't help rolling her eyes when she heard this. Before she met Zhong Qingqing, she really didn't believe that there would be people in this world that couldn't cook home-cooked dishes.

Zhong Qingqing has a rigidity in her heart. Every time she cooks, she must follow the recipe, and even the shape and size of the ingredients must be exactly the same as the recipe.

But when cooking, there will be some empirical things and the recipe will be omitted because that is common sense. However, Zhong Qingqing will catch things when encountering this situation. Therefore, unless she gives her every step to every time, she will not even eat the dishes she cooks if she smells them.

"What about cooking better than you?" Zhong Qingqing was not angry when she heard this. She fell back on the chair, crossed her legs, hooked Luo Xiyu's thigh with the tip of her shoe, and asked.

"You female hooligan, if you are better than me, well, it should be a little bit better, right? After all, I didn't invent a machine for stuttering like him!" Luo Xiyu patted Zhong Qingqing's toes with his hand, but did not notice that he subconsciously glanced at Chu Chengmu, who was facing his back to him.

Zhong Qingqing noticed the expression of her good friend, but she was not sure about her guilt because of her actions or cooking skills. She couldn't help but become more curious about Chu Chengmu. You should know that Luo Xiyu, as the top second generation in Yuzhou, usually looks at her face. The last time she saw this guilty look on her face was that she stole the goldfish raised by her father and fed the stray cat.

"Machine? What does it mean?" Zhong Qingqing took the opportunity to retract her toes, with a little search in her eyes.

Luo Xiyu told Zhong Qingqing about Chu Chengmu's slow temperature to cook for her, and said something about Chu Chengmu's slow temperature to Zhong Qingqing, and said something in his words that he didn't even notice.

"Is it delicious? Does it have the homey taste you said?" Zhong Qingqing completely ignored the other emotions in Luo Xiyu's words and continued to ask.

“It’s delicious! Some.”

"That's it! Then would he be willing to let him cook for me?" Zhong Qingqing said seriously.

"I think beautifully!" Luo Xiyu rolled his eyes and retorted without thinking.

"How is that?" Zhong Qingqing sat upright when she heard this, supported one hand under her chin, frowned, as if she was very distressed.

Chu Chengmu practiced for a while, and until his arms were a little sore, he put away his bow and looked back at Luo Xiyu, but saw that a cool woman was frowning with her chin and frowning. Luo Xiyu looked at the other party with a gaze like a snake-sperm.

"Boss Chu, do you think my annual salary is enough for me how many times do you cook for me?" Seeing Chu Chengmu coming over, Luo Xiyu was about to formally introduce the two to know each other, but when Zhong Qingqing suddenly looked up and asked.

"What?" Chu Chengmu was ready to stretch out his hand, but when he heard Zhong Qingqing ask, he couldn't react to what the other party meant.

"I mean, forget it, it's not interesting!" Zhong Qingqing suddenly stopped the topic again.

Chu Chengmu couldn't help but look at Luo Xiyu sitting aside, and asked with his eyes what this girl meant?

Luo Xiyu shrugged, saying that he didn't know what wind the other party was smoking.

"Zhong Qingqing, Xiao Yu'er should have talked to you about me!" Zhong Qingqing stood up, took off her baseball cap, showed a small bun, stroked the other long hair scattered on her shoulders with her hands, stretched out her other hand to Chu Chengmu, and smiled.

"Chu Chengmu!" Chu Chengmu reached out and gently pinched the other person's fingertips and said.

After the two of them passed each other's names, they sat down again. Luo Xiyu sat between them, looked at Zhong Qingqing for no reason, and then looked at Chu Chengmu. What about the topic of cooking just now? Is it no longer a chat?

"I have heard of some basic situations about you since Xiaoyuer. I am still a little curious about what the stall you are selling is for?"

Zhong Qingqing quickly got into the state and leaned back on the chair, put one hand on the glass coffee table, playing with an ancient silver ring that was a bit old. The ring hit the table from time to time, making a crisp sound.

"Currently, the ability of Tianlai.com to monetize is almost non-equal, and it will be very weak even within the next one or two years!" Chu Chengmu thought for a while, drew a circle in the air, indicating that this circle means Tianlai, "This circle represents the Internet users attracted by Tianlai!"

Then Chu Chengmu drew another circle, "This represents Yuanhang Electronics!"

Then he drew a circle between the circles of Tianlai and Yuanhang Electronics, "This is Jiuyou.com! Do you know all of these?"

Zhong Qingqing nodded, but stopped playing with the ring in her hand unconsciously. She knew that this future boss was going to overwhelm her from her IQ. Although she was confident, she didn't dare to be careless.

Then Chu Chengmu drew two parallel lines out of thin air, representing virtuality and reality.

"I know you're curious about how the Internet can be linked to reality, not just a tool that carries information!"

"The Internet we are facing at present is linear, and the net should be net-shaped, right? Every user and every netizen should become a touchpoint of this net, and the difficulty now lies in..."

"At present, it is unrealistic for you to expect it to have strong money-making ability, because this circle is so big. This year, there are 60 million netizens, next year, I expect to reach 90 million, and the year after that may exceed 100 million... So in a short time, the role of Tianlai in my mind is just a platform to amplify profits. Can you understand this?"

As he spoke, Chu Chengmu drew a larger circle outside the circle of Tianlai, and at the same time connected the circle representing Yuanhang Electronics with Tianlai and the line representing reality.

"Jiuyou.com is currently agenting a game that I think will create records. The role it plays the same as the current Tianlai. Can you understand that?" Zhong Qingqing nodded, her eyelids trembled at high speed, and she didn't notice that Chu Chengmu's tone was a teaching mode from top to bottom. Then Chu Chengmu connected Yuanhang Electronics, Jiuyou, and reality together.

"So, at the end of the day, the network is still a tool for information transmission, and the profits generated in fact come from reality."

"If one day in the future, the Internet can closely connect everyone at any time and anywhere, it will not be too late to consider how to monetize it. But to solve this problem, there are two things involved, one is network speed and the other is tools..."

"As for my heavenly road, it's the preparations I'm doing for that day. You don't have to consider this at the moment!" At this time, Chu Chengmu's tone had turned into a superior and subordinate without any concealment!

What Chu Chengmu talked about was very abstract, and at the same time he kept adding new things to the imagination picture in the air. He kept adding everything from his previous life to this picture, such as 3g, 4g, and smartphones!

Even though Zhong Qingqing was already fully focused, the ring in her hand had been tightly held in the palm of her hand, but when she heard it behind her, she still felt a little difficult.

Luo Xiyu was already lying on the table, drawing circles on the glass table with his hands, completely autistic. Didn’t he agree to talk about cooking? Why did he suddenly become unable to understand? Is this the world of academic masters? It’s so terrible!

Xiaobian, fight with me? I can't scare you to death! I'm from the future! Chu Chengmu looked at the two girls' expressions and smiled sinisterly!
Chapter completed!