Chapter 104: Drilling Ice

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The first Weibo about the discovery of a handsome fried noodle guy in Chongqing was posted by an ordinary user as early as five days ago, and at the beginning of the blogger's comments were gathered by her friends, everyone laughed and laughed, and at the same time, there were locals who forwarded and called friends, everyone met to "form a group to brush up on the handsome guy copy", the next day after the number of forwards reached 500, it was discovered by some Chongqing marketing accounts, such as "Chongqing Baiwei", "Chongqing people should know" and other accounts have been forwarded, to the third day, After this Weibo was reposted by a big V account with millions of followers, the situation was out of control.

Finally offline, there are really many people who went to the fried noodle stall where the handsome guy is with their mobile phones, more photos of the stall owners were uploaded to Weibo, and some video self-media also ran to record short videos, but they were all taken secretly from a distance, and did not obtain the consent of the stall owner, and many entertainment media also smelled the smell of explosive news early, and ran over to interview the handsome guy, but they were all rejected by the parties, and they were unwilling to accept the honorarium.

Several companies that do the packaging of Internet celebrity artists also hurriedly dispatched agents from all over the motherland, flocked to the Jiefangbei Metropolitan Plaza in Chongqing, and showed the handsome guy fried noodles with good conditions, and even because the two intermediaries arrived at the same time, there was a storm of grabbing people, but in the end, everyone returned in vain, this handsome guy with no ambition only wanted to fry noodles.

About one day and one night, almost half of Weibo is discussing the topic of "Chongqing Night Stalls Fried Noodles Prince", He Zixuan, who is bored every day and swipes Weibo to pay attention to entertainment gossip, naturally will not miss such interesting content, when she is bored and clicks on one of the photos, just for a moment, her mind is like a fireworks festival as lively, vigorous, colorful - it is Yuchen - will not admit mistakes, he is Yuchen! She let out a sky-piercing scream, "Oh my God! ”

Fortunately, there was no one in the house, Aunt Zheng went back to her hometown to visit relatives, and outside the window it was the firecracker series during the Spring Festival, and no one called the police for her scream.

There is an account called Bird's Nest Entertainment that made a 9-minute video report for Yuchen, which first introduced the ins and outs of Yuchen's popularity, and then the host held a selfie stick into the mirror, walked on the streets of Chongqing at night, and said to the audience: "Now I am about to meet the new national husband who has been hotly discussed by the whole people recently" 'The Prince of Fried Noodles', after being picked up by netizens, his real name is already available, but this program group is against human flesh, so I won't mention it here, what about friends who want to know, I just searched on the Internet and saw it. He said with a smile, frowned and pretended to be serious, "But I still oppose everyone spreading it, everyone is responsible for protecting privacy, thank you." ”

As the destination approached, the crowd also increased, and the host continued to introduce, "What about this prince, he has a very pitiful background, which is also the main reason why his popularity continues to heat up, we can take a look at the information provided by the whistleblower." He looked down at the other end of the phone, and said while flipping through the comments, "He was born in a small city, his father seems to be a factory director, and his mother is a flight attendant. The kind that went to Tsinghua University and Peking University, and then his fate was like all tragic protagonists, when the college entrance examination was approaching, a disaster took the lives of his parents, and he became an orphan from a prince, and he didn't go to school again, and in the end, he became what you see now, and he shouldn't have a serious job, so he makes a living by making a living by making a living on fried noodles in the night market. ”

As one female screamer after another came, the host knew he had found a place.

In front of Yuchen's noodle stall, a crowd of onlookers, both men and women, surrounded him one after another, he was still wearing a wide white T-shirt stained with a little oil stains, rolling up his sleeves to reveal his biceps muscles that had bulged significantly from his years of manual work.

The host raised the mobile phone lens high, and sighed while shooting: "It's so tall, the height should be more than 1.85 meters, this kind of hardware, it's a pity not to be a star." ”

Yuchen quickly turned the pot and stir-fried with one hand, picked up the seasonings and pepper with the other, squeezed and sprinkled, and another fried noodles came out of the pot, he took one from a large stack of lunch boxes with familiar movements, poured the noodles into it, and then tightened the box with rubber bands, then put on a plastic bag, raised his hand and handed it to the customer, nodded and said politely: "Thank you for your patronage." ”

Every time he spoke, he provoked a circle of screams around him, like pebbles thrown into the water of a lake.

Many girls queue up to buy fried noodles just to take a selfie with him when he bows his head at homework, and the brave ones will ask him if he can take a group photo when he finishes a fried noodles, and Yuchen will generally agree, and then show a tired smile to the camera.

"No, it looks like I'll have to get closer to this prince, and I'll have to buy noodles." The host squeezed into the crowd and stood at the end of the line at the fried noodle stall, "Oh my God, how long does this have to be in line?" With his posture, he can really open a national chain, is there a dead Kaifeng Cai, Uncle Mai? The kingdom of chow mein. He poked a middle-aged lady in front of him and asked, "Auntie, you also read Weibo?" ”

The aunt said unhappily: "What, I often come to buy this baby's fried noodles, okay, I am a frequent customer, his business is good enough every night, after your media report, I want to buy a supper for the family this night, it is difficult to go to the sky." ”

"This fried noodles are delicious, isn't it?" The host asked, "Is it limited?" How many servings can he fry in one night? ”

The aunt replied very enthusiastically: "It's delicious, it's not greasy, it's fragrant, it's enough, this baby, my grandfather is sick at home, and my grandmother is not in good health, so I rely on him to earn money to take care of it, so we can help the neighbors, and he can't fry many noodles all night, and there is not much money left in a month, and the elderly in the family spend a lot of medicine." ”

The host casually asked the stall owner who was talking about the stall, "Sister, his business is so good, didn't he snatch all of you?" ”

The eldest sister runs a teppanyaki kebab stand, and on her iron rack is grilling chicken, leeks, eggplant, sausages, and many customers are waiting, and she is frying the skewers with a shovel while saying with a smile, "How can it?" Thanks to this handsome guy, the business of our stalls has also improved a lot, some people don't like to eat fried noodles, and they want to come to see him, but don't they just go to our stall? Besides, not everyone is happy to go to the line, come to eat with me, go to my place. As she spoke, she picked up a corn cob stacked on the side and gave it to the host, "Also promote it for us." ”

"It seems that the popularity of this little prince is quite good." The host continued to line up with a corn cob.

After a period of fast forwarding, the host finally lined up to face to face with Yuchen, and the other party asked without raising his head: "How many copies?" Is it spicy? Are there any taboos? ”

Taking advantage of the few minutes of Yuchen's fried noodles, the host kept asking questions: "Netizens are concerned about whether you will join the entertainment industry after becoming popular overnight?" ”

"No, it won't."

"Will you continue to chow mein?"

"Possibly."

"Is it your dream to chow mein?"

This question made Yuchen suddenly raise his head, and the spark in his eyes flickered, "It's not ......"

"And what are your dreams?"

Regarding the host's question, Yuchen did not answer, and kept his head down.

"Do you have a girlfriend then?"

"Nope."

"Oh my God, did the majority of female netizens and some male netizens hear it? You have a chance. The supporter laughed at the camera, and then continued to ask Yuchen, "How can you be so handsome and don't have a girlfriend?" Do you have a boyfriend? ”

Yuchen frowned, this fried noodles was almost finished, and he picked up an empty white paper lunch box.

The host hurriedly seized the last few seconds and asked, "Do you have a Weibo account?" ”

"Nope."

"Where do you usually play?

"Not fun."

"Then you don't have any friends?"

Yuchen handed him the boxed fried noodles, and his indifferent eyes suddenly became gentle and melancholy, "I have friends, and I used to have them, five." ”

After watching this video, He Zixuan raised her head, sat on the bed and cried, and at the same time did not forget to send a message to Yi Xuejia, telling her that she finally knew where Yuchen was - "How can he sell fried noodles in the night market!" After receiving a call from Yi Xuejia, she complained worriedly, "How can my Yuchen be a night stall?" - He's Yuchen! ”

Yi Xuejia retorted inexplicably, "What's wrong with setting up a night stall?" I didn't steal or rob, I think the fried noodles are very delicious, and I will definitely buy them when I pass by. ”

"He's Yuchen, he should be sitting in a suit in a spotless office, and anyone who wants to meet him every day must make an appointment three days in advance, okay? How can he set up a stall on the street? How could he have such a hard time? He Zixuan asked questions one after another, and then concluded by himself, "He was born to be a president!" ”

"He is popular now, and he can still be the president when he starts to open a fried noodle chain in the future." Yi Xuejia laughed on the phone, "Don't worry, it's diamonds, and they will always be mined." ”

"Shall we go to him? Right away. He Zixuan said eagerly, "I'm afraid he will run away." ”

Yi Xuejia was embarrassed and said, "I'm working here...... Can't get out of it. ”

"Why are you like this? That's Yuchen. He Zixuan was displeased, "Isn't it worth your desperate run over?" ”

Yi Xuejia said hesitantly: "Then I'll try to ask for leave...... But I felt very bad, and it was only the first day of work. ”

"Don't say it, you don't care about Yuchen at all, you only care about your work!" He Zixuan interrupted, "I'll go by myself." ”

Yi Xuejia was amused by her words, "Grandma, I don't work, who cares about my food and drink?" She advised her, "Don't go by yourself, it's too dangerous to travel a long distance, wait for me to accompany you, I can't wait for a few days, you be honest." ”

After hanging up the phone, He Zixuan didn't stay honest, she jumped out of bed and went around the house, and then dialed Ke Feifei's arc, "Hey? Idler, accompany the old lady to Chongqing. ”