As he spoke, he showed his mobile phone with a row of words typed on it.
[Funny Song Lucun.]
Ji Xinyao immediately accepted it with understanding.
"It's annoying, people are so shy."
"Why are you shy? You are beautiful, don't be shy."
"Your hands are so bad... I hate them so much..."
"I'm even worse in other places, do you want to see it..."
The voices of the two people soon reached Song Lucun's ears.
He quickly turned off the sound of the monitor and forced himself to calm down.
Although he planned the whole thing, he was not present at all when Song Zilian and Ji Xinyao came back together, so he didn't have any real experience. He just heard that Ji Xinyao was drugged, but he still resisted fiercely. Song Zilian couldn't bear the effects of the drug at first, and was
Ji Xinyao slapped her, and then the two of them procrastinated for a long time before settling the matter.
He just wanted to trap the two of them here and damage their careers. Song Zilian wouldn't live long anyway, so he just buried the wire and swallowed them all.
But now it has contributed to the warming of their relationship?
On the other side, Ji Xinyao sealed the phone again and giggled.
Just a few words were enough to disturb Song Lucun's mind.
If he is a normal adult male with sound physiology.
The next day, Ji Xinyao wrote the outline and met Song Lucun for the second time on time.
Song Lucun seemed to have little energy, and the dark circles under his eyes were much thicker than the day before. It looked like he had not slept well.
"Song Lucun, what's wrong with you? Did you have insomnia yesterday?"
"A little bit." Song Lucun said angrily.
"What's wrong with you? Is it because you took the bed?" Ji Xinyao asked knowingly.
Song Lucun glared at her angrily, "I'm not a child."
"Is that because of kidney deficiency? If I had known earlier, I would have left some mutton soup for you. You also said that you are in very good health. Look, are you pregnant?"
Song Lucun gritted his teeth and snorted contemptuously, "It seems that Song Zilian has been recovering well from the mutton soup these days?"
Ji Xinyao deliberately showed some shyness of a girl, "It's not bad."
Song Lucun was so angry that he wouldn't have asked if he had known it.
Ji Xinyao felt very good when she saw him looking depressed but unable to say anything.
This is the price of installing a monitoring system on her mobile phone. If you want to listen, just let him listen more.
But she did not forget about business and handed her mobile phone to Song Lucun.
"In order to prevent you from being driven away, you will pretend to be my cameraman in a while and take videos of me and the goddess. You don't need me to teach you how to take some short videos, right?"
"I'm not familiar with it. I can only take pictures of people's faces."
"It's not a big problem. Just stop shaking your hands too much for a while."
The two of them went to the goddess's house, and Ji Xinyao immediately took out the interview outline that she had rushed out in the morning and showed it to the goddess.
"I'm going to ask you these questions later. You take a look first. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me, or you can prepare answers in advance. But this is just an outline. I may also raise new questions based on your answers.
So your ability to adapt temporarily is also required."
"Wow, you guys are so professional. I used to take videos casually."
After seeing the interview outline, the goddess had no doubts about Ji Xinyao and felt that she would bring huge traffic to her.
"You just have to be professional and well-designed to have an audience. Today's short video platforms all divert their own traffic. Only high-quality videos will push traffic to you. Ordinary videos will basically only be seen by people around you. I'm interested in algorithms.
It’s clear.”
Ji Xinyao actually didn't know anything at all. She only heard Gou Zhizhi say some Internet words such as "matrix", "big data algorithm", "sinking market", etc., but it was enough to show off.
When the goddess is ready, the interview officially begins.
Ji Xinyao first only asked some very conventional questions that were included in the outline.
"Why do the villages worship the wolf and regard it as a god of good fortune?"
"How were you chosen to be a goddess?"
"If you say so, if the God of Fortune dies during his term of office, how will the Goddess deal with it?"
The goddess was stunned immediately.
This is a question that is not included in the outline.
She licked her lips nervously and looked around aimlessly.
"Can I skip this question?"
"Don't be nervous. We still have a lot of time today. I think this is a question that can attract traffic. Just think about it slowly and answer it after you understand it. Don't be anxious." Ji Xinyao pretended to comfort her.
But the goddess shook her head and said firmly, "Such a thing will not happen. This question is meaningless."
Seeing her attitude, Ji Xinyao already had the answer in her heart.
"Okay then, let's move on to the next question."
She looked at the outline and asked, "Then do you have any particular rules when taking care of the God of Fortune?"
The goddess talked non-stop, "Actually, the God of Fortune can hunt for himself. We send tributes there in major festivals and minor festivals. The major festivals are twice a year, one on New Year's Day and one on the Day of the God of Fortune. At this time, the wolves
Everyone can get very rich offerings, not only the God of Fortune. Small sacrifices are held twice a month, on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month. At this time, you only need to send the tribute to the designated place, and go far away to watch the God of Fortune take away the tribute.
alright."
"Did you do all this alone?"
"Yes, it's just me, but the new goddess will usually be led by the previous goddess to do the work. After becoming proficient, the previous goddess will officially retire."
"You said you would give generous tributes to the wolves during the festival. Does that mean there are other wolf packs in the mountains?"
"yes."
"Then how do you confirm that the tribute you gave during the festival was the God of Fortune and not another wolf?"
"Only the God of Fortune dares to come to the village to accept tributes. No other wolf will come to the village. And as a goddess, I also recognize the God of Fortune."
As the two asked and answered questions, Song Lucun always felt that the atmosphere was not like an interview, but rather like an interrogation.
But the goddess was so naive that she didn't realize this feeling. She even revealed a lot of what she knew to Ji Xinyao.
"Are you the only one who recognizes the God of Fortune, or does everyone in the village recognize it?"
"Am I the only one who recognizes it? People in the village think that anyone who goes down the mountain to get food is a god of good fortune."
"I have one last question. If the God of Fortune no longer exists, will the role of Goddess be meaningless to this profession?"
The goddess frowned, "Is this any different from the previous question?"
"I mean, why don't you care much about what happened to the God of Fortune this time? Are there any secrets in your family?"
The goddess suddenly stood up and said, "It is the God of Fortune. It will be fine, so I'm not worried. You people from the city are just like the people in the village. You are prone to rain when the wind comes. It's just that there are some blood stains and
It's just wolf hair, why do you think something happened to the wolf god? As I said just now, the wolf god can hunt by himself. Maybe he caught the prey and ate it, so the blood stains are left behind."