"Mom, let's go. ”

"Stay safe. ”

At half past seven the next morning, the four young members of the Chen family finished their "hearty" breakfast, left the house, and went to school together.

Chen Yu carried Chen Sanke's schoolbag in his left hand, Chen Erke's schoolbag in his right hand, Chen Yike's schoolbag on his chest, and his schoolbag behind him...... Like a humanoid self-propelled shelf, leading the way.

Follow the path and go downstairs in just five minutes to reach the kindergarten.

Stopping, Chen Yu handed the schoolbag in his left hand to Chen Sanke: "Listen to the teacher, have fun, pay attention to safety and don't get hurt." ”

"Ang!" Chen Sanke took the schoolbag, nodded heavily, put on the small schoolbag on his back, and walked into the school gate with a still somewhat unsteady pace.

"Let's go!"

Pointing ahead and giving an order, Chen Yu continued to lead the way, and after seven or eight minutes, he stopped in front of an elementary school and handed the schoolbag in his right hand to Chen Erke.

"Second, listen well, don't desert in class. If anyone bullies you, tell your brother. ”

"Good. Chen Erke took the schoolbag, trotted into the campus, and disappeared.

"Let's go!"

After a few more minutes, the two came to the gate of a junior high school.

Chen Yu took off the schoolbag on his chest, threw it to Chen Yike, and only said one sentence: "Did the object elsewhere hear it?"

Chen Yike: "......"

Silently took the schoolbag, Chen Yike blushed his cheeks and kicked out decisively!

"Bang. ”

"Ahh

Chen Yu covered his calves and slowly squatted on the ground......

......

After sending off his three younger sisters, Chen Yu turned around and walked four traffic lights along the straight road to arrive at the No. 6 Senior High School in Jinzhou City, where he was located.

It's an amazing school that ranks all over the province.

It is the so-called first-rate schools to focus on grades, second-rate schools to focus on discipline, and third-rate schools to focus on hygiene.

But the sixth middle school is more awesome, it doesn't catch anything......

As long as there is no fighting, any student can "mix" in this school and have a lot of fun. Feel the "free-range" education on the university campus in advance.

Entering the teaching building, Chen Yu came to the door of the second class of the second year, and saw that the students in the class were busy.

Snacking, sprinkling dog food, bragging, reading comics...... There is no one who buries his head in reading.

"Alas, a bunch of fun-addicted scumbags are really ashamed to be with them. ”

Pouting, Chen Yu despised the depravity of these classmates in his heart, walked along the wall to the last row, sat in his place, and looked at Xiao Huangwen......

It's 8:12 a.m., and there's still more than half an hour before the 9 a.m. video release.

Chen Yu brushed Station B for a while, but didn't see any interesting videos, so he kneaded two paper balls and stuffed them into his ears to block the noise, and lay on the table, ready to make up for sleep before class.

Last night, he didn't sleep very well.

The excitement of making money, and the nervousness and apprehension of uploading the video at nine o'clock today, made him half-asleep and half-awake all night.

And the dreams I made were also strange.

Become a Führer......

Reduced to prisoners......

Uncut by a group of white coats......

Assassinated by a futuristic man who suddenly appeared......

When testing the product, nuclear explosion and so on......

In short, it is an unsteady sleep, an inexplicable panic.

I thought that people would feel safe in school and could sleep well, but when he just fell asleep, he was woken up by a sudden slap.

"Brother Chen!Have you changed your basketball shoes?!"

Looking up in a daze, he found that it was a bald man sitting in the front row who woke him up.

"Are you sick?"

"Is it time to go to bed? What should I do when I get enough to sleep?"

"!" Chen Yu waved his hand irritably, lay back on the table, and turned his head.

Li Guangtou's real name is Li Liang, because he has been bald since he was a child, in order to avoid being ridiculed, he simply shaved his hair, and gradually had the title of "Li Guangtou".

Because the two are close to each other and have more exchanges, they can be regarded as a classmate who has a good relationship with Chen Yu.

"Hey, don't sleep! Brother Chen, you bought these sneakers online?

Burying his head, Chen Yu slowly stretched out two fingers.

"Two thousand?" Li Liang was surprised.

"Two words, fuck off!"

Li Liang looked resentful: "Brother Chen, you are too cruel to others today. ”

Chen Yu took out a stool leg with nails from the table......

"Don't, don't make a fuss! Sleep, sleep, sleep......"

......

When Chen Yu woke up, he found that he had already gone to class.

Some hunchbacked homeroom teachers were standing on the podium, writing and talking on the blackboard with chalk. Chen Yu understood every word he said. But once connected, he didn't understand.

His math foundation is so poor that he can't keep up with the knowledge of high school.

"That's right!"

As if listening to the "Book from Heaven", Chen Yu suddenly patted his head, hurriedly took out his mobile phone, opened Station B after muting, and entered the science and technology area to refresh wildly.

It's already past nine o'clock, and the review video has definitely been released.

He wanted to see how the feedback went.

But as time went by, until the end of class, my hands were slippery and sore, and I didn't catch his review video.

He didn't want to search for a keyword directly in the search bar, as that would reveal his identity directly.

The video of a newcomer UP master, except for acquaintances and himself, there will be no strangers to search. Unless that video has a hot word.

So in order to hide your identity and want to see your own videos, you can only rely on manual and continuous refreshes.

"Hasn't it been audited?"

After insisting on brushing for another five minutes, Chen Yu turned off the B station software, entered WeChat, and typed to ask.

[Chen Yu: "My video should be released, is there a possibility that the review will not pass?"]

[Chrono Promotion: "No.] We're keeping an eye on your videos as well. It will solve all problems for you, including moderation, blocking, and even blocking. ”】

[Chen Yu: "Then I'm very strange. You can automatically edit, upload, and control other people's video platforms, why don't you promote it yourself?"

[Extra-temporal promotion: "According to Article 17 of the Anti-Monopoly Space-Time Law of the Earth Alliance, any commercial activity involving other space-time must cooperate with natural persons with perfect civil rights in space-time and space, and occupy more than 51% of the profits. It is important to emphasize that the fame and promotion income brought by advertising are not counted in the actual income. ”】

[Chen Yu: "What about 51% of my income?"]

[Chrono Promotion: Donated by you to a charitable foundation. 】

[Chen Yu: "......"]

[Chrono promotion: "May I ask Mr. Chen, what other questions do you have?"]

[Chen Yu: "How is my review video now?", how many views are there?"]

[Chrono promotion: "At present, there are 48 broadcasts on the B station platform. ”】

[Chen Yu: "It's so little, won't it be cold?"]

[Chrono-temporal promotion: "The promotion mechanism of station B is to share data> comment data> collect data> barrage data> playback. You don't get the editor's unsolicited promotion, so you're still within the acceptable range of your current data. ”】

[Chen Yu: "Then I'll rest assured.] ”】

Turning off WeChat, Chen Yu opened Station B again, found a comfortable posture, and slid his right hand up, down, up, down, up, down, and down......