Children under the age of ten tilt their heads to sell cuteness, which is actually a very test of the operation skills of the seller.

First of all, the angle of the tilt of the head must be controlled very precisely, no less, no more.

One less point will not be strong enough to arouse the mood of the "cute person" to take the cute seller into his arms and rub it wildly; one more point will appear too much, showing the taste of pretentiousness, and triggering the psychological resistance of the "cute person" to the cute seller.

The second is the expression when selling cuteness, and the heat must be controlled just right. The expression can't be too rich, and it can't be too deliberate, the best expression is actually a light expression that seems to be nothing, of course, if the acting skills are really not good, no expression is better than smiling. But at the same time, it is more important to keep the purity of the eyes, so as to express to the "recipient" that "I am not pretending to be cute, I am naturally cute".

And finally, at the end, there has to be a sound aid.

Let's give a concrete example. Like a lost Samoyed squatting in front of a delicatessen and tilting his head at the owner, if the Samoyed just sat silently, the owner would at most think to himself, "Wow, this dog is Nyima kawaii." But if it tilted its head to look at the shopkeeper while making a slight pitiful whining sound, under normal circumstances, as long as the shopkeeper was not anti-social, Baozhun couldn't help but cut off a large piece of meat on the spot, and threw it at Ya with a little star in his eyes.

——In a foreign video that Lin Miao watched in his previous life, the owner of the barbecued sausage shop was conquered by the Samoyed in this way.

The time before and after is probably less than 10 seconds.

So at this moment, Lin Miao's sentence of "Auntie is good" when she tilted her head to sell cuteness is definitely the finishing touch of this operation.

As for the angle and expression of the tilted head - with Lin Miao's level of discipline, how could he make a mistake in this basic operation?

When Lin Miao was unexpectedly hugged into He Chaoying's arms and rubbed violently, deep in her heart, she let out an extremely arrogant roar:

Do you really think that when you brush your teeth twice a day, morning and evening, you always stare in the mirror and look at it, just because you look so cute?

Of course not! You are wrong! How can a widow be such a superficial man?

Looking handsome and looking at it twice is just one of the reasons!

In addition to being obsessed with his invincible and lovely face in front of the mirror, the widow has also been using the precious two minutes of time to painstakingly find the best crooked head and cute angle, as well as the matching expressions and eyes!

As the saying goes, the sharpening of the sword edge, the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold.

And the so-called, without a cold body, how to get the fragrance of plum blossoms?

How can you see a rainbow if you don't experience wind and rain? How can you achieve results if you don't practice technology?

Why am I so cute?

That's because I've practiced it!

He Chaoying hugged Lin Miao and sat on the sofa, and when Wang Lan, who was sitting on the side, saw it, she couldn't help but reach out and touch Lin Miao's head, and said to Lao Lin with envy: "Director Lin, you see that you are really a complete person, you have a successful career at a young age, you want money and money, you are famous, and even giving birth to a son is a prodigy." ”

Lao Lin smiled on his face, and heard Qin Wanqiu say slightly crampedly: "Teacher Lin, I'm really embarrassed, I came here without telling you in advance." ”

"What are you talking about, what do you need to say hello when you come to me!" Lao Lin opened his mouth with a tone of "I am willing to have a leg with you", and then looked at Qin Wanqiu's new husband Xu Yiguang, who is 180 tall and weighs 200 pounds, is looking at him with the eyes of "I am a man, I know what you are thinking, but if you dare to continue to think like this, I don't mind killing you on the spot", immediately put away his smile, and asked seriously: "You brought the child over today, what is the matter?"

"Yes. Qin Wanqiu stroked the ends of her hair, as if she was embarrassed to speak.

Wang Lan took over and said: "That's the case, the city received a document to choose two children to go to Hong Kong to lay flowers......

"Go to Hong Kong to offer flowers?" Lao Lin was confused, "What's going on?"

Wang Lan said with a smile: "It's not like Hong Kong will return in two years, and there will definitely be a return ceremony at that time." Now I want to arrange for two children, who are not too old to be about eight or nine years old, and when the time comes, when the flag-raising is over, they will present flowers to the newly appointed leaders of Hong Kong. Now the plan is to find a boy and a girl and two children, and every city in the country can sign up, and as soon as I see the documents, I immediately think of this little prodigy of yours! The age is just right, and he is so smart, and the daughter of the Xiao Xu family, you look so good-looking, if you can hold hands on stage when the time comes, it doesn't look like the idiom says - golden boy and jade girl?"

Lao Lin was a little confused when he heard it.

Lin Miao's thoughts suddenly drifted to the night in his previous life that seemed to be celebrated by the whole country.

The British rice flag hanging high in the night sky of Hong Kong fell, and the solemn five-star red flag and bauhinia flag were raised......

Although Lin Miao thought that it would definitely not be a trivial matter for someone from the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee to come, he really never thought that it would be such a big event. But then again, when Hong Kong returned to the motherland, were there really children who went up to offer flowers?

In his previous life, he was only ten years old in 97.

Although the news of Hong Kong's return to Hong Kong was overwhelming at that time, and the TV station also broadcast it live, Lin Miao's memory of that historic day was so vague that only the moment when the national flag was raised. I can't even remember if there were fireworks at the time, let alone something as trivial as giving flowers. In contrast, what impressed Lin Miao even more that year was the death of the second generation.

At that time, everyone in the school organization had to write an essay on the topic of the fall of the second generation.

However, the young Lin Miao didn't know who the second generation was, and he was still a person who was about the same as **, so he could only rack his brains and hold back, and finally really made up 300 words, and left a completely flawless summary at the end: "Although Grandpa Deng left us, his spirit will always remain in my heart." ”

It's hard to imagine that a third-grade kid in a third-tier city who is still ignorant of the concept of the country can do such a thing in a propositional essay that he doesn't understand at all.

It can be seen that the technology of, and selling cuteness are completely two fields.

Selling cuteness is born by face, and bullshitting is born by shamelessness.

As Wang Lan spoke, she hugged Luo Li, who had been following Lin Miao, to the sofa and sat down next to Lin Miao.

Luo Li turned his head to look at Lin Miao, grinning and laughing.

Qin Wanqiu looked at the two little guys in front of her, and couldn't help but think of what Zhong Chuhui said that night at the gate of the Children's Palace that time to let Lin Miao and Luo Li set a baby kiss, and couldn't help blurting out: "Teacher Lin, I think Lily likes to play with Miao Miao, if you think it's okay, let the two children go to the capital to try, and you should cultivate your feelings in advance." ”

When Lin Miao heard this, she couldn't help but be stunned. I was secretly thinking that my mother-in-law was really more anxious than me, but I saw that the door of Li Xiao's room not far away opened a crack in the door, and Li Xiao timidly hid behind the crack in the door and glanced at Lin Miao.

The little eyes are called a complaint......