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Chapter 87 Roasted Sweet Potatoes

With Xu Sheng's status as a celebrity, it stands to reason that she would not be able to receive an endorsement for a certain game, but the spokesperson in the dream was indeed her.

The only reason why Ka is not qualified is that there are people behind it.

And Gu Jinhan happens to be the boss behind a certain game.

Embrace this golden thigh, let alone endorse a game, you can just sit on it and shit on your head.

In the dream, she only knew the result but not the process. Today she had the opportunity to witness it with her own eyes, which really opened her eyes.

My toes are just a little tired.

It seems that she needs to find an opportunity to correct her habit of embarrassing others.

Lu Youchuan obviously did not expect to receive such an answer. His palms tightened and his face turned green:

"I'm from the Lu family in the south of the city. We met last week. Have you forgotten?"

Gu Jinhan still looked confused.

However, Xu Sheng reacted quickly and set up steps for himself with a smile:

"Young people tend to forget things. Mr. Gu is so busy at work. It's normal for him to not remember who he has met for a while. If he can't remember, then let's get to know him again."

She stretched out her right hand and said without being humble or arrogant:

"Hello, Mr. Gu, my name is Xu Sheng, and I am a female artist under Angel Media."

Gu Jinhan didn't reach out, but out of politeness, he still clinked his glass with her: "Hello."

"..."

The atmosphere became awkward again.

The big boss and host was standing nearby, and the guests at the table were too embarrassed to move their chopsticks. They all grinned and stared, becoming more and more embarrassed.

Shi Nian looked at the big lobster for a long time, glanced around, suppressed his right hand that was about to move, and spoke amidst the cheerful sound of gongs and drums:

"I think everyone is doing well. Why don't you sit down and have a few bites to make it even better?"

Gu Jinhan looked back and greeted the next guests:

"Everyone has a good meal and a drink. I have something to do over there, so I won't disturb everyone's meal here. I'll take my leave."

After that, he picked up the little dumpling who was chewing potato chips and left the place of right and wrong.

Shi Nian picked up the large piece of shrimp meat that he had been coveting for a long time and turned his head to greet Lu Youchuan and Xu Sheng who were left in the aisle:

"Would you like to sit down and have something to eat... Oops, there's no room left. If you don't mind, why don't you sit on Ji Yu's lap and eat?"

Ji Yu: "???My legs are weak and I can't bear the weight. I suggest you eat while sitting down."

Xu Sheng felt very uncomfortable as she listened to the two primary school students bickering back and forth.

After looking forward to it for so long, she finally got the chance to be with Lu Youchuan openly. She should be happy.

But looking at the more outstanding Ji Yu sitting next to Shi Nian, looking at Gu Jinhan who didn't take her seriously at all, and then looking at the business elites in suits and ties in the banquet room...

She couldn't feel any happy emotions in her heart, she felt inferior, disappointed, unwilling to admit defeat...all kinds of negative emotions wrapped her up like a nightmare.

For a moment, she lowered her eyelids, turned around and left without saying a word, holding up her skirt.

Lu Youchuan followed her anxiously and explained:

"Shengsheng, I'm sorry, I didn't expect this to happen... But don't worry, I still have connections there and I will definitely be able to help you."

Xu Sheng turned around, smiled slightly, and regained her image of a gentle and intellectual lady:

"Go back and eat. I'm hungry. How about you?"

Lu Youchuan caught up with her, his eyes full of affection:

"Let's go, I'm hungry too."

On the other side, Ji Yu put the freshly peeled shrimp into Shi Nian's bowl, wiped his hands, and seemed to mention something casually:

"We have to choose a spokesperson for the game we play in the afternoon, did you know?"

Shi Nian had just eaten a piece of extremely tender lobster meat. It was so beautiful that he couldn't tell the north, south, east, and west. Hearing this, he responded casually:

"What, you want to be? It's okay to be a spokesperson based on your appearance, but you have to cover up the dirty information from last time. If it spreads, you will be scolded as Xiang."

"I'm not interested in that. I'm asking you if you want to be one."

Ji Yu used serving chopsticks to pick up a big abalone for her, and when he said the second half of the sentence, he felt a little proud without realizing it:

"I can do what Lu Youchuan can't do."

Shi Nian refused without thinking:

"Forget it, money is enough to spend as much as you want. There's no need to spend time on such fancy things."

All roads lead to Rome. If this one doesn't lead, just take that one. If you can't get into Peking University, just bake sweet potatoes. Why do you have to compete with others for the same route?

Isn’t that just being stubborn and short-sighted?

If the girl in the dream had realized this earlier, she wouldn't have been in such a miserable state.

Ji Yu glanced at her unexpectedly, and then thought of her jumping up and down to quit the show. He frowned slightly, and a question came to his mind, but he didn't ask it due to the occasion, so he gave her another chopstick and said:

"Forget it if you don't want to. Let's eat. I'll take you back after you're done."

Shi Nian raised his hand and gave him a piece of shrimp meat, with a smile on his face:

"Here, fare."

*

After attending the birthday party, it was already past ten o'clock when I got home. After a tiring day, Shi Nian fell asleep and didn't look at her phone at all.

She slept until noon the next day. When she woke up, Zhou Papi and Xie Rong sent her another message.

This task is relatively simple. Just log in to Weibo and repost the small advertisement posted by Tietou Helmet’s official Weibo account.

I was busy recording a show a few days ago and didn't have time to check Weibo. This time I clicked in and saw that the various notifications were 99 again. She originally only had hundreds of thousands of zombie fans, but now she has more than 4 million.

There are also several entries related to her on the hot search list, such as #时年childrenrshyme skewers, #时anniancrazyhelmet, #时宁人间Barbie...

Shi Nian decisively clicked on the third entry, and what he entered was a Weibo post with pictures and texts posted by a netizen named Xia Xia Buqian.

Xia Xia is not short of money:

This is so cute! If I had known about this performance, I would have crawled over to watch it! [Blow a kiss] [Sex] [Cry]

Below the text are nine screenshots, all of which are pictures of her singing and spinning in a pink skirt.

The comment area is roughly divided into two schools.

One is a crazy screen licking stream:

I was in good spirits: I was painting a purple wall, and suddenly I was so excited when I saw this, and then I knocked off the purple paint next to me. I watched the paint scattering on the ground, and shouted loudly: My paint is purple! My paint is purple!

My paint is purple!

Big Female Monkey Hunter: I can only say that it is okay. The softness and light and shadow in the picture are handled well, but the lack of pushing WeChat is still a little bit flawed.

Quality was eaten by dogs: So beautiful! It’s a miracle of beauty like the golden ratio of Venus. I cried for the beauty of the big female monkey until my soul left my body, my internal organs trembled, and my tears formed the Yangtze River, Yellow River, and the Pacific Ocean!

The other is a questioning stream, but the question is from the blogger:

Sister Li: Blogger, are you awake? That is the birthday party of the daughter of the Gu family. Is it an occasion that you mortals can easily get involved in?

Knock down Li Kui with one punch: You can't crawl into this kind of place. You can only wait until you die and turn into a ghost and float in. How about you die?

momo: Didn't anyone notice the blogger's nickname? She couldn't be the rich woman who went on the carnival last time in Big Monkey's live broadcast room, right?

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