At noon, the sun was shining.

Ma Qingyang's face was slightly red, and he stood in front of the wooden pier, thoughtful.

If someone asked him why his face was red, then he would definitely say "sunburned", even though he didn't sweat a single drop.

Fortunately, no one asked this question at the scene, so Ma Qingyang didn't need to hide anything.

"Guys, it's clear that I've failed, just like so many times before. However, as I have said before, failure is what makes us different, so stay optimistic. So, today I'm kind of practicing my opinion!"

Ma Qingyang's eloquence is as good as ever.

Peng Yuchang's eyes lit up, and he was full of confidence in Ma Qingyang again, and whispered to Zhang Zifeng: "See, Ma's father's spiritual realm is different, and a small mistake can cause so much thinking." ”

Zhang Zifeng didn't reply, but watched Ma Qingyang lift the axe again.

Wei Baichen held back a smile in his heart, not because of Ma Qingyang's perception, but because of the following dialogue-

Nicholas Lamp: "In the eyes of man, the synonym for optimism is self-deception. ”

Xiao Scoop: "Dad, what is that alien talking about?"

Xiao H: "Smash, to be honest, I didn't understand." But he has a lot of words, which should make a lot of sense. ”

Ma Qingyang tried for the second time.

One piece, the wooden pier was cut off.

Ma Qingyang tried for the third time.

Another piece, and another piece of the mound was cut off.

......

Wood chips on the ground, one on the east and one on the west.

Looking at the wood chips, for some reason, a demonic voice echoed in the minds of the three people: rose petals withered in front of them one by one......

"Teacher Ma, don't split anymore. ”

Wei Baichen saw that he tried again and again, but he passed by the logs, but instead cut off a lot of wooden piers, and couldn't help but remind him.

"Uh...... Mr. Ma, you can't split anymore. If you chop it again, the wooden pier can also be used as firewood. Peng Yuchang also hurriedly stopped him.

The wooden piers on the ground have been split from cylindrical to irregular geometry, only half the size of before.

Ma Qingyang was embarrassed and forcibly optimistic: "Forget it, this piece of wood is quite thin, and it is just right to be used as firewood." ”

With that, he began to pick up pieces of wood.

Wei Baichen and the others saw it and hurriedly came to help.

"Peng Peng, Dabai, is the firewood ready?"

Huang Lei was shouting at the door of the house, he washed the iron pot and cooking utensils, and waited for the fire to cook, but he didn't wait for firewood for a long time, and hurriedly came out of the kitchen to call people.

"Ayo, Mr. Ma is here!

Huang Lei's gaze crossed over Peng Peng and the others, and finally saw Ma Qingyang.

"Teacher Huang Lei, long time no see. Ma Qingyang stepped forward quickly and hugged him, "Ah, I've gained a lot of weight." ”

"Ahem, the environment here is good, the food is delicious, how can you not be fat? I saw that child, I used to be thin and handsome, but now, the whole person is inflated! Hahahaha......" Huang Lei smiled.

Peng Yuchang knew that he was talking about himself, so he hurriedly hugged the wood chip and ran into the kitchen.

Wei Baichen and Zhang Zifeng helped with the luggage, and they also walked to the living room.

Let's talk about He Jiong's side.

He fed Tianba and Xiao Budian, took the basin and went to feed Su Su, and took the opportunity to mention Trensu several times to promote the advertising task of today's gold owner's father.

When he returned to the house happily with the wooden basin in his hand, he passed by the firewood.

"Why is there just a log here......

He Jiong didn't think much about it, put down the wooden basin, picked up the axe, and chopped it down steadily......

Then, there is no then.

Mushroom house, living room.

"Teacher He, I didn't expect to see you here! We haven't seen each other for more than half a year, have we?"

Ma Qingyang saw He Jiong enter the house and came over to hug him enthusiastically.

"yes, I haven't seen each other since we met in June last year. Anyway, Boss Ma, why do you have time to participate in our show?"

He Jiong joined Ma Qingyang's music company four years ago as CCO, so he politely called him "Boss Ma".

"Call me Mr. Ma, I'm getting used to it now. Peng Peng, don't call me Mr. Ma, it looks like a raw person. ”

"Oh, okay...... Teacher Ma. ”

Peng Yuchang, who had just returned to the living room, agreed in confusion, he still didn't know the origin of this title.

He Jiong was delicate and explained for him: "After graduating from Teacher Ma Normal University, his first job was to be an English teacher, and he worked for six years. Later, the company got on the right track and set up a charity fund to implement the rural teacher and rural normal student program, in order to improve the educational strength of the village, so the title of teacher is particularly affectionate. Teacher Ma, I give you a thumbs up!"

He Jiong stretched out his thumb and praised Ma Qingyang.

Suddenly, the glorious image of the idol who fell off the throne due to the wood-chopping incident stood up again, which aroused Peng Yuchang's reverence.

Ma Qingyang said with emotion: "Being a teacher has become a brand in my life, and this profession is also my favorite and most respected profession.

As for helping rural education, that's what we should do. A large enterprise has its social responsibility, which is also part of its core competitiveness. I think that in today's society, more and more people know and recognize us through public welfare activities such as planting trees, walking, and searching for people, which is the happiest thing for us......

"Stop, Mr. Ma, if you keep talking, our show will charge you advertising fees. Having said all that, you're thirsty too, aren't you? This milk is particularly good, it is natural and organic milk, you can taste it. ”

He Jiong is worthy of being a master of controlling the process, not only stopped Ma Qingyang from launching a speech posture in a timely manner, but also started advertising by the way.

Ma Qingyang smiled, and also felt that it was not good to give a speech in a variety show, so he took a sip of milk and said, "Well, it's good!"

"Hahaha...... Mr. Ma came to help with the advertisement. Huang Lei smiled at Peng Yu.

"Another day, the dairy company will advertise: Trensu milk, the richest man will drink it and say yes!" He Jiongle said.

Ma Qingyang smiled: "Then they have to pay me endorsement fees!"

He Jiong quipped: "Mr. Ma, you are worth hundreds of billions, do you still care about this little money?"

"No matter how small a fly's leg is, it's meat. ”

Ma Qingyang said as he spoke, turning his head to the camera: "Audience friends, in this way, if I earn endorsement fees, I will give everyone red envelopes during the New Year!

Huang Lei: "Mr. Ma's sense of variety shows is getting better and better, and he will find a camera!"

"Hahaha......"

The convivial atmosphere spreads through the sprawling hut.

Gradually, the talkative Ma Qingyang opened up the chatterbox, talked about his life perceptions, and commented on the various social situations. The golden sentences are frequent, which makes the lanterns a little jealous.

Huang Lei still had to make lunch, and after listening to it for a while, he took Peng Yuchang to the kitchen to work.

Wei Baichen also got up and was about to help, but was stopped by Teacher Huang. Say he's new and just accompany the guests.

Just when Ma Qingyang was talking and everyone was listening attentively, a hearty voice came from the door of the house-

"The big scum is good, I am Gutianluo. ”

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