Everyone is ancient

Lu Bo, who didn't know Gong Xichuan's idea, still went to the village entrance to set up a stall after breakfast. Su Su asked the logistics team of the variety show to help set up tables and chairs next to Lu Bo's booth, and set up a simple signboard with cardboard: nail art.

It's a pity that no one cares.

Hiding in the shade of the corner, the two held a small electric fan sponsored by Yu Duo in their hands.

Su Su also held up a parasol: "You don't plan to set up a stall here for seven days, do you?"

Lu Bo: "Of course not, the main reason is that Gong Xichuan is out today, and I'm idle and bored."

Su Su, who still didn't notice anything strange, complained in a low voice: "It's pretty tight."

Lu Bo's booth is occasionally visited by people, most of whom are children who are at home during the summer vacation.

The children were attracted by the red, green and green decorations on Lu Bo's stall, but they didn't come forward. They just stood timidly by the side and watched, occasionally whispering a few words to the little friends beside them.

Lu Bo thought they had no money to buy it, so he smiled very politely: "It's only fifty cents."

It doesn't matter how much the cost is, anyway, the program group is losing money.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing these words, the children took a step back instead.

Lu Bo:? ? ?

"I shouldn't have said anything wrong, right? What are you hiding from?"

A seven or eight-year-old boy who was obviously the leader of the group said, "We suspect you are a human trafficker."

In the closed countryside, a strange face suddenly appeared, and things were sold so cheaply, it wasn't for kidnapping children, what else could it be for?

Su Su on the side laughed outright when she heard the little boy's words: "Hahaha, you also have today."

Suspected of being a human trafficker, Lu Bo scratched his head helplessly, and first praised the children for their vigilance: "Just be vigilant towards strangers."

Then continue to work hard to facilitate the business of the fifty cents: "I'll go far away, you can come to the booth to pick out what you like, and just keep the money when you're done."

The little boy who took the lead and the children behind him summed up and nodded in agreement. Lu Bo got up from the pony and patted his buttocks and walked away.

Su Su, who was sitting at the side guarding her booth, teased the leading little boy curiously: "I'm still sitting here, aren't you afraid that I'm his accomplice?"

The little boy looked Su Su up and down, and his face was full of affirmation: "Sister, you look weak, we can fight."

Just when Lu Bo thought that Su Su was going to reason with the little boy unconvinced, he saw Su Su showing a moved expression.

"Brother, you can really talk." It's been a long time since she was mixed with this group of dog men, no one treats her as a slender girl!

The little boy who didn't understand women scratched his head a little strangely, and supervised the children around him not to mess up Lu Bo's booth too much.

When he left with a group of people, the little boy turned around and called Lu Bo, "You can come back."

Lu Bo returned to his pony horse and counted the steel coins stacked on the booth, eleven of them.

Su Su is a little envious. Although it is not a lot of money, it is much better than her own income.

She didn't understand: "Those aunts would obviously take a look when they passed by, but why didn't any of them come up in the end?"

Lu Bo said decisively: "Because your store is very unique."

Su Su was a little unconvinced: "Then what do you think is unique?"

Lu Bo squatted down and picked up the pen to add a few strokes on the cardboard, then held it up in front of Su Su:

风水

Nail art

The square and square arrangement of the four characters makes Su Su look like a charlatan with multiple jobs.

Su Su showed a distrustful expression: "That's it?"

Lu Bo nodded affirmatively: "Look at me!"

Not long after the signboard of Fengshui Manicure was put up, a passing aunt first glanced at it casually, and then kept turning her head to look at the signboard.After walking nearly 50 meters away, he suddenly turned back and walked quickly to the booth in a small step.

"What do you guys mean...feng shui manicure?"

The business came suddenly, and Su Su, who forgot to confess to Lu Bo, fell into a flustered situation, and Lu Bo took the aunt's words calmly: "It's a lie if you really say that you can change your feng shui by doing your nails." of."

Aunt said: I think your kid is a liar.

Lu Bo: "But what is Feng Shui? It is the natural law discovered by the ancestors and the experience left behind. Whether seeking wealth or health, the ultimate goal is happiness, don't you think?"

The aunt listened to Lu Bo's nonsensical content, nodded, but still maintained a trace of vigilance: "It's that interesting."

Lu Bo, who is not afraid of life: "Don't think of manicure as simply applying two strokes. There are many rules in it, such as what color complements what skin tone, what kind of job is suitable for which kind of nails, this is the natural law discovered by the ancestors. In fact, it is a truth.

Manicure complements your hands beautifully, and you feel comfortable all over your body at a glance. Does the final result match the ultimate goal of Feng Shui?Therefore, well-made manicures are called Fengshui manicures, and there is no problem at all! "

The aunt who was said to be dizzy by Lu Bo nodded: "It seems to be the reason."

"I think doing manicure in our country is better than makeup. After all, you look like a real person like the eldest sister. Everyone works hard every day. The time you see your hands is much longer than the time you see your face. Think about it, when you are working Wouldn't it be a lot better to see beautiful nails. Women, be nice to yourself once in a while."

The aunt who was coaxed by Lu Bo's unremarkable praise only felt that the young man smiled brightly and kindly: "Then how much is your manicure?"

Su Su, who was stunned at Lu Bo's performance, quickly answered, "Sister, it's cheap, only 15 yuan."

Su Su didn't dare to set a too high price, for fear of scaring away the guests who had finally been tricked.

"Okay, you can make one for me! Doesn't affect the work?"

"It doesn't matter!"

After the eldest sister left with great satisfaction admiring the nails she had just made, Su Su looked at Lu Bo with a complicated face.

Using huge conceptualization on your own products, describing beautiful scenes makes people unable to find the north...

Lu Bo is a genius in pyramid schemes.

Another evidence of MLM prodigy is: after the aunt went back, she brought many people over, and everyone chatted about Lu Bo's theory of manicure and feng shui.

After working for a while, facing Su Su with a complicated face, Lu Bo humbly conceded his credit: "The reason why those big sisters invite friends to come is because you painted their nails beautifully. "

Su Su, who seldom heard Lu Bo speak in human language, felt embarrassed, and at the same time kept vigilant, for fear that Lu Bo would be pissed to death in a short while.

In the afternoon, the number of people coming to the nail art booth gradually decreased. After all, there are so many people in the village, even if they come here with friends and companions, the number is limited.

Lu Bo also decided to close the stall. After he put all his things into the blanket, he saw Gong Xichuan sitting on the side seat of the tractor and "bald" entering the village.

Lu Bo's eyes lit up instantly, showing a bright smile like the sun: "You're back!"

"Yeah." Gong Xichuan jumped off the tractor neatly, as if the dust and sand on the truck didn't touch him at all.

Lu Bo, who hadn't seen Gong Xichuan for almost a day, was like a small balloon that just rubbed against his clothes to generate static electricity. He kept circling around Gong Xichuan from left to right, and together he loaded things onto the tractor.

Lu Bo: "This scene reminds me of a film and television work."

"what?"

"Country Love Story."

Gong Xichuan: ...

Amidst the "bald" sound of the tractor, Gong Xichuan, who brought Lu Bo and Su Su back to the mansion, reluctantly accepted the romance full of rural flavor.

During dinner, everyone asked about Gong Xichuan's harvest today.

Gong Xichuan lightly mentioned a few words about the itinerary: "Help the village sell the surplus vegetables to the county, and earn some difference."

"How did you do it?"

"In the car that came yesterday, I took down the phone numbers of some restaurants in the county by the way."

The people in the protagonist group didn't seem very surprised, after all, they were very used to Gong Xichuan's orthodox excellence.

And Fan Yan, who couldn't save face and set up a stall, and couldn't think of what courses to offer, faintly sensed a trace of rejection, which stemmed from his own rejection of this group of people.

He hated that they were indifferent to each other as if they were born to be excellent, which made him look like a useless ordinary person.

After the meal, Lu Bo and Gong Xichuan were washing the dishes in the kitchen.Because everyone did not pay for Yu Duo's cooking, corresponding labor must be carried out to realize the principle of equivalent exchange.

Under the yellow incandescent lamp, Lu Bo admired the dancing posture of his own reflection on the concrete platform, swayed from side to side, rubbed the bowl with a rag soaked in detergent, and handed it to Gong Xichuan, who was guarding the clear water.

The two cooperated tacitly until Lu Bo suddenly lost touch.

Gong Xichuan waited for a long time before Lu Bo handed over the bowl, but when he turned around, he found that he was poking the inside of the bowl with his fingers, as if he was competing with something.

"what happened?"

"Wait a minute, it will be ready soon!"

The next moment, Lu Bo carefully moved the bowl in his hand to Gong Xichuan as if he was holding some fragile antique.

Looking down, it is a love heart made of fine foam.

Under the light, the inflated transparent bubbles occasionally flashed iridescent.

Lu Bo: "For you."

Gong Xichuan quietly accepted the love, and softened his heart towards Lu Bo, who can be romantic anytime and anywhere, and was even a bit reluctant to wash the bowl because it didn't conform to the principle of efficiency: "It's very beautiful."

Lu Bo smiled with satisfaction, and said, "Look at the denseness of this heart..."

Gong Xichuan, who had an intuition that Lu Bo would not say anything good next, looked out the window, and Fan Yan happened to pass by.

"Hello." Gong Xichuan took the initiative to say hello.

Lu Bo, who was attracted by Gong Xichuan's breathing, also saw Fan Yan: "The actor, what's wrong with you?"

Looks like you're feeling down.

When the surroundings are lively and only you are quiet, you will miss the person you are most familiar with on weekdays.Just like when looking at the moon just now, Fan Yan missed Tong Yuan crazily.

When asked at this time, it was rare for him to have the desire to confide.

The author has something to say: "I'm a little homesick and want to call...he, but I feel like he's still mad at me."

Hearing the word homesick, Lu Bo didn't think about Tong Yuan at all: "Is he always nice to you?"

Fan Yan said regretfully, "Okay."

Apart from Tong Yuan, I am afraid that there will not be another person who loves him so much in the world.

Lu Bo patted Fan Yan on the shoulder: "That's okay, any parent will always be angry with his own child."

Fan Yan: "Father, parents?"

Lu Bo: "Aren't you homesick?"

Fan Yan, who dared not admit in front of the camera that he had been in love, gritted his teeth and nodded with humiliation: "Yes, I'm talking about my father..."

After Fan Yan left, Gong Xichuan quietly felt relieved: "What did you want to say just now?"

Lu Bo, who had already forgotten what he wanted to say: "I forgot...but it's okay, I can make it up now!"

The love bubbles in the bowl were already deformed, Lu Bo seemed to know Gong Xichuan's childish reluctance, so he took the initiative to clean the bowl, then filled a bowl of water, and signaled Gong Xichuan to look at it.

Gong Xichuan moved his head closer, and in the bowl was the reflection of him and Lu Bo, who was smiling and frowning.

Gong Xichuan tilted his head slightly, with a soft expression, and touched Lu Bo's forehead.

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Gong Xichuan: Pain belongs to others, but happiness belongs to oneself.

Because there are too many words in MLM, I put part of this chapter as words~