Paparazzi dressed as a shop boy

"Paparazzi Dressed as a Shopkeeper" Author: Lin Zhiluo

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The greatest paparazzi of the 21st century, the head of "Fruit Daily" - Mr. Fang Xiqi - wore

Dressed as the waiter of the largest chain inn in ancient times - Yuelai Inn

Well, the waiter is actually the incarnation of ancient paparazzi, Mr. Fang feels like a fish in water, without any discomfort

In this era, there are heroes, beauties, and gossip

But there is no TV and newspapers

As a senior media person (paparazzi?), Mr. Fang feels deeply lonely

So he decided that he would start his own newspaper

However, the hexagrams of the heroes of the eight green forests are very dangerous

Fortunately, Mr. Fang is backed by Mr. He Gui, the big boss of Yuelai Inn

However, He Boss, why are you doing something to me?

He Mianyan actually smiled... smiled... He said: "Xi Qi, haven't you always wanted to know about my scandal? Let me tell you 'personally'..."

Content tags: through time and space

Search keywords: Protagonist: Fang Xiqi, He Gui┃Supporting roles: Ruan Shaomin, He Poxiao, Li Sushou, Shangguan Liu┃Others: Four Great Families, Number One Killer

1. Paparazzi... wear...

"Little brother, bring me a watermelon to quench my thirst." A young man in a jade belt with a servant stopped in front of Fang Xiqi's melon shed with a fan, and looked at him with a smile, "Choose a sweet one."

"Okay." Fang Xiqi casually picked out a melon from the pile of melons behind him, without even weighing it, handed it directly to the young master, and said, "One tael of silver."

"One tael of silver?" The servant behind the son couldn't help jumping out first and scolded loudly: "A watermelon is one tael of silver, why don't you grab it?"

The young master also frowned, but still waved his hand in a good-tempered manner to signal the servant to be quiet, and then said: "Little brother, did you make a mistake in your calculations, this watermelon, no matter what, it's not worth a tael of silver."

Fang Xiqi has black hair. How does he know how much a watermelon is worth? He doesn't even know how the currency unit here is calculated.

Thinking of this, he felt aggrieved for a while.

Thinking of him, Fang Xiqi, no matter how you say it, is also a well-known media guru in a great socialist country in the 21st century, and the one who has frightened countless celebrity brokerage companies—a reporter, commonly known as a paparazzi.That's right, he is the head paparazzi of "Fruit Daily" who claims to be omnipotent and digs everything. He once represented the paparazzi world to dig out the "accompanying wine door" in the entertainment circle, toppled the popular queen Chen Xinli at that time, and exposed countless entertainment idols. Mythical paparazzi master—Shenshoufang.

As a gossip expert, he is about to be promoted. The boss of the "Fruit Daily" newspaper has made it clear that as long as he can find out the romantic history between the superstar Chen Xixi and the head of the lady Li Tong, he will be promoted Editor-in-chief of the newspaper.

With the beautiful dream of promotion and salary increase, Fang Xiqi did not hesitate to risk being exposed, pretending to be an extra actor, and mixed with the crew of the martial arts blockbuster "Battle of Zhugemen" that Chen Xixi and Li Tong were filming. Because no one noticed that he was a "non-staff" who sneaked away from the masses and followed Chen Tianwang, and he was blown up to nothing.

At that time, Fang Xiqi only felt that his eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness. When he opened his eyes again, he found——(#‵′)Damn, he didn’t have no bones left, he was blown through, and he didn’t know how to wear it. Where did he go, what is certain is that this is ancient times, and it is an ancient time with martial arts in Jianghu.

Fang Xiqi felt very aggrieved. He was a young man with socialism who grew up bathed in socialist atheism. He was a staunch materialist. He never imagined that one day, God would let him practice the theory of relativity in this way.

"Ouch, you're going to die, big cow, you're messing around with people's money again." The characteristic loud voice of a middle-aged woman rang in his ears, and Fang Xiqi secretly said, "Not good." twisted up.

"Aiyo, wangpo, can you be gentle? My ears are made of meat... made of meat..." Fang Xiqi croaked in pain.

"I'm ashamed to say it, why can't you understand with ears made of meat? I just walked away for a while and you messed up my business..." Wang Po scolded Fang Xiqi aside, and said to herself Sitting on the small bench, he quickly put the watermelon on the weighing pan of the steelyard: "It's a total of eight catties and six taels, and you can count it as 25 Wen." Wang Po handed the watermelon to the son's servant and said: "Young master, don't be surprised. Our Da Niu is usually so stupid, and he doesn't even know how to calculate the debt. I will teach him a lesson later."

The corners of Fang Xiqi's mouth twitched when he heard this: "Wang Po, why do you say that about me." Is it easy for him, a top ten socialist youth who uses electronic scales to spend RMB, to travel to this world that uses copper plates for weights?

Speaking of this, Fang Xiqi was even more aggrieved.

Thinking that when he woke up, he found himself lying in a watermelon field. The melon seller Wang Po in front of him was the owner of the watermelon field. At first, the Wang Po thought he was a melon thief chasing him with a hoe. Stupid--the conscience of heaven and earth, he is not really stupid, he really doesn't understand ancient things--When Wang Po asked, she found that he was homeless, so the woman's kindness burst out , took him home.

Wang Po is a widow. It turns out that one of her sons died of illness. She has been alone for many years, and she is really happy to have more people in the house.

It's just that she didn't expect that this seemingly sound-bodied kid couldn't distinguish grains, and he didn't have any strength in his body. She wanted him to help take care of the watermelon field, but found that he couldn't even hold a hoe, so she had no choice but to ask him to help When selling watermelons, he doesn't even know how to look at the steelyard, and he doesn't know how to count those silver and copper coins.

Wang Po had no choice but to go into battle by herself and let Fang Xiqi learn from it.

But Fang Xiqi is a person who lives by camera and pen, and he can't even tell the difference between onions and leeks. It is really difficult for him to mess around in ancient times.Fortunately, although Wang Po is tough, she has a good heart. Although it is inevitable to scold him a few times, she never thought of driving him away.

Fang Xiqi was still depressed, and he heard Wang Po's loud voice bragging again: "Young master, let me tell you, don't take me for bragging, no one in Qilin Town knows about my Wang Po Melon, it is famous for its thin skin and juicy, all of them are sandy, so sweet that you can't open your eyes..."

Fang Xiqi's forehead was sweating, and he remembered the allegorical sayings he used in elementary school - Wang Po sells melons, sells melons, sells herself and boasts.Could it be that it was passed on from this Wang Po?

Fang Xiqi was shocked by his own thoughts.

Also, the sweetness of watermelon has something to do with the eyes? ? ? ?

The nobleman looked interesting, and didn't care about Fang Xiqi's random price calculations, and said with a smile: "This little brother is really interesting."

Wang Po said with a "hehe" smile: "Daniu is so funny, I just let you laugh at the stupid boy who is ignorant."

Fang Xiqi protested: "I'm not stupid, and, Wang Po, I've said it many times, I'm not called a big cow."

Wang Po slapped him on the back of the head: "There's nothing wrong with calling him a big cow, it's better than calling him a 'dead man'."

Fang Xiqi gave up, gave up, and stopped struggling.

This matter should go back to the time when he first wore it. At that time, he didn't know that he was wearing it. When he saw Wang Po in ancient costume, he thought he was still in the crew of "Decisive Battle of Zhugemen", so Wang Po asked him what his name was. At that time, he didn't even want to say his English name Steven, but Wang Po despised him for a while: "The dead are the dead, what an unlucky name, no wonder this child looks stupid..." --Is it because of the impression that he was stupid?

Wang Po felt that the name "Dead Man" was unlucky. Her original son's name was Xiao Niu, so she insisted on calling Fang Xiqi Da Niu, even if Fang Xiqi reported his Chinese name later, she ignored it.

Daniel...Fang Xiqi sincerely felt that this name definitely played an inescapable responsibility for his frustration in ancient times.

That noble young master didn't show the slightest hint of contempt, and introduced himself very gracefully: "My lord, Shangguan Liu, if we meet again by fate, we might as well make friends."

Fang Xiqi didn't know if he had listened, "hehe" smiled and said, "It's easy to say." He didn't know how to report his name, so he lowered his head to fiddle with the watermelon again.

Shangguan Liu didn't get angry when he was bored, he touched his nose and walked away.

The servant, Pidianpidian, walked behind and said, "My lord, that kid is so stupid, he didn't even flatter you when he heard your name."

Shangguan Liu glanced at the servant, with a naive expression: "Why do you want to fawn on me when you hear my name? I think he is quite straightforward and cute..."

What Shangguan Liu didn't know was that the reason Fang Xiqi didn't respond to his name was because he had just passed through and hadn't heard of the four major martial arts families. If he had heard of it, he would have rushed up to hug him in tears. He has a thigh.

2. When applying for a second job in a shop, the details are very important...

Fang Xiqi continued to sell watermelons with Wang Po, but the sturdy Wang Po was worth two, and he had nothing to do with him, so he felt lonely, very lonely.

"Alas~" Sighing deeply, Fang Xiqi was sitting on a small bench looking up at the sky sadly at a 45-degree angle, when he saw Aunt Li, the daughter-in-law of Uncle Li from the pancake stall next door, rushing over, and said as he ran: "Oh, Wang Po, Zhendong Yuelai Inn is recruiting a waiter, please let your big cow try..."

"Really?" Wang Po stood up with a "whoosh".

"Yeah, yeah~" Aunt Li stopped panting, and said while panting, "I just went there to buy embroidery thread, and I saw a long queue in front of it. I asked around and found out It's Pleasure Inn