Distributing flyers is the first time in Zhang Sheng's career.

It's cold today, and few people pass by this road except for a vendor selling bamboo rats.

The vendor selling bamboo rats is an uncle. I don't know what he thinks, but the price for bamboo rats is three for ten yuan, and three yuan for one.

If you buy three alone, isn't it only nine dollars, isn't that a loss of one dollar?

Zhang Sheng couldn't figure it out. Standing at the intersection of the overpass, he reluctantly smiled back at the occasional passerby.

"Dear, let's find out about the beef shop. ”

After a while, Zhang Sheng looked at the leaflet in his hand that had barely decreased, and his face was a little heavy.

For a moment, he wanted to throw these flyers in the trash.

After all, he had 400 flyers to hand out.

On average, he had to send 100 copies per hour before he could finish them.

However, Zhang Sheng quickly put away this dangerous thought.

Dad once told him not to play tricks when doing work, because someone was actually watching him. Dad wasn't a good dad, but he never lied to him.

Zhang Sheng felt that what his father said was very right. Because he had a vague sense that someone was watching him through some kind of rectangular object.

He rubbed his hands together.

Today he was dressed very thinly, and the cold wind blew a little biting on his body.

"Silly boy. The uncle who sold bamboo rats on the side watched Zhang Sheng stomp his feet in the cold, and said to him with a smile, "This is the tuyere, they won't take this road today." Why don't you go to the night market below, I think... You'll be able to send it out in no time. ”

"Thank you, uncle. Zhang Sheng glanced at the uncle gratefully. But he stood still, waiting for the occasional passer-by to take a leaflet from his hand.

Uncle's opinion is actually a good opinion.

But Zhang Sheng also has his own considerations.

The shopkeeper could think of it and asked him to hand out flyers at the overpass intersection. It's impossible to think of it, let others go to the door of the night market to send it.

In case the two of them bumped into each other at the night market. He is not good at words, and he is reasonable, so it is impossible for him to quarrel with the other party.

In the final analysis, Zhang Sheng just doesn't have the courage to do these things, habitually staying in his comfort zone, and being willing to fall.

It was getting dark. In the evening, the weather has improved a bit. The temperature has not changed, but at least the wind has disappeared.

When the weather improves, there are more pedestrians. The leaflets in Zhang Sheng's hands gradually decreased.

At about 7:20 p.m., Zhang Sheng finally finished handing out the last leaflet.

Zhang Sheng couldn't wait to return to the store.

Before you even enter the door, you can smell the smell of beef.

Qin Meimei's shop is called "Ms. Qin's Beef Noodles". Beef noodles are their signature dish, and they are not only generous in quantity but also delicious in taste. It's just because of the geographical location that her business has not been booming, so she thought of distributing flyers as a way of publicity.

"Thank you. ”

Qin Meimei looked at Zhang Sheng with some surprise, she didn't expect Zhang Sheng to persevere.

Because several of the employees she arranged today all missed work.

Qin Meimei took out a half-used piece of money from her apron and handed over fifty yuan to Zhang Sheng.

Hard work pays off.

After waiting for a day, I finally lived up to expectations.

Zhang Sheng took the crumpled money, and there was a feeling in his heart that everything was worth it.

I don't know why, Zhang Sheng had a feeling of wanting to cry, and he really cried.

Tears flowed down his nose and into Zhang Sheng's mouth. It's like the first spring rain after winter, salty and sweet, bitter and astringent.

Qin Meimei saw Zhang Sheng, who was sobbing in a low voice. She glanced at the time, and it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

She thought for a moment. She took out a bowl of beef noodles from the backstage, put it in front of Zhang Sheng, and said softly: "Eat, I won't charge you money." ”

She didn't know what happened to Zhang Sheng. But... Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, and life is actually quite hard.

"Really, Sister Qin?" Zhang Sheng raised his head, his eyes teary.

Qin Meimei nodded, returned to the kitchen and continued to be busy.

The whole bowl of noodles, Zhang Sheng's heart was warm when he ate it.

In the next two days, Zhang Sheng completed his work more seriously.

Back at home, Zhang Sheng looked at the one hundred and fifty yuan he had saved in three days, and sincerely felt stupid.

Why waste money just because you lose the game.

Isn't it fragrant to buy ribs?

He lay on the couch like a dead dog.

By chance, he saw the meal and crooked words on the table that his mother had left for him. His heart was moved.

Mom didn't have much to learn. She usually works two part-time jobs, and during the day, she has to clean the hotel. In the evening, I have to go out and sell hats.

It's hard work!

Thinking of this, Zhang Sheng cried.

[Hey, hey. You're such a. 】

[What are you crying about!]

[If it's a man, he will hold up the whole family, what kind of real man is shedding tears!]

"But... I don't know anything. Zhang Sheng said this sentence in despair.

He is just like ordinary people, even worse than ordinary people.

Growing up, he did nothing and never succeeded. The only game he has a lot of experience in is only in a position where he can't get up or down.

[No... No, you learn!]

[What's the use of crying!]

[If a man is to be beaten the most viciously and fold the thickest armor, he can become the best baby. Or how do you think successful people are successful!]

"The best baby..."Zhang Sheng repeated in a whisper, he had some longing.

The stars in the night sky twinkle and twinkle, as if they were blinking.

"Can I really be the best baby?"

[Yes.] You can do it. As long as you are willing to work hard, anyone can do it. 】

[Especially if you have a golden finger.] 】

[The reward for this mission is the "Learning Buff.] It allows you to improve your concentration and comprehension in the process of learning, and it is easier to grasp the knowledge in books. 】

【Use it and you will be able to save yourself.】 】

"Forget it. I have failed the college entrance examination, and studying can't save me anymore. Zhang Sheng sighed, his eyes dimmed again, "I'll still find a way, find a serious job, go to work." ”

[Shut up,.] 】

[A real man should know the difficulties. 】

[Trigger main quest: 985, 211 welcome. 】

[In the college entrance examination a year later, I will be admitted to 985 colleges and universities or 211 colleges. 】

【Reward: Muscle Training Manual】

[Mission failure: Mother dies with hatred.] 】

"You!" Zhang Sheng was furious.

The previous task, he could still do it with his hard work, and this task was almost impossible for him to complete.

"You're going to kill my mother, I'm fighting with you!"

[Heh, sissy.] 】

[The poisonous oath you yourself once made. If you can't get into the bachelor's degree, you'd rather die. 】

[Have you forgotten?]

When Zhang Sheng heard this, his hand, which kept waving, stopped.

Who hasn't had a young age and didn't know how to live.

[And, I'll tell you the truth.] If you go with your plaything in the middle of now, your mother will most likely die suddenly. 】

[I'm doing this to help you.] 】

[If you have a good future, your mother won't have to work so hard. Otherwise, why do you think your mother has to work two jobs after the college entrance examination?]

"Is there a causal relationship between this?" The system's words were like devils, hitting Zhang Sheng's sore spots, making him almost breathless.

[Maybe it doesn't matter.] 】

[However, are you really willing to give up so early?]

[As long as you are willing to work hard, after a year, your changes will definitely surprise you. 】

[When the time comes, the world will spin in your hands.] 】

Zhang Sheng looked at the moon in the sky with a confused look.

I have to say that he was impressed by the system. Instead of being the many gray stars in the sky all the time, it is better to strive to be the brightest moon.

It's different, and it's sparkling.

[So, if it's a man, it's difficult!]

Zhang Sheng gritted his teeth, took out the phone that was only repaired today, and called his father.

"Dad, I want to repeat it. ”