Shared store? Do I still want to share a desk? Shared bookshelves? Sharing restrooms, utility bills, and sharing my books?

In recent years, the sharing economy has indeed been very popular, from shared taxis, Uber and Didi taxis; to the shared bicycles that solve the problem of the last mile, Mobike and Little Yellow Car; Then there are shared design studios, shared rooms, and the booming Airbnb and B&B are all hot businesses in recent years.

Shared bookstore ??????

Probably that's what these two girls mean.

Until the end, I couldn't interject anything, and the two girls talked in one breath to the end, and then almost the two of them talked about their own future ideas, which had nothing to do with me at all.

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The beans were late, their eyes were bloodshot, and they were clamoring for afternoon tea when they entered the door.

This bean probably belongs to the genus "eat and drink".

I said that I boiled the tea leaves, and my grandfather planted a small young leaf by himself, and put a passion fruit, and I like to drink it or not.

The beans were not picky, and they drank several cups in a row, and only complained after drinking, "Why is this passion fruit so sour?" ”

"It's even more sour when heated." I snickered and told Douzi about the two girls.

"Someone want to cooperate?" Douzi was startled, "Awesome, my Lixia." ”

"Who's your Lixia?"

"Cooperate with what?"

I deliberately sold off the guanzi, and told Douzi about the appearance of the girls and what happened after entering the bookstore, and Douzi giggled while listening, at first I was still a little proud, and gradually found that Douzi's smile gradually became perverted, as if he was laughing at me.

By the time I told the two girls what they were really about, Douzi was already smiling on the desk, smacking at a red suede copy of The Wasteland.

If Eliot had seen someone pounding his chest so his poetry collection, he would have felt how he would have felt.

"Manicure?" Beanzi repeats the word, laughing.

"Aang! Manicure. It is said that as long as it is close to the door, it is the area of 5 square meters in the small living room, and they can do nail art, and the rent is 2,000 yuan a month. ”

"You promised?" Beanzi asked.

"When do you think I've had a manicure?" I stretched out ten fingers of the same color and searched and swiped them in front of the bean's eyes.

"I've never seen them before, so are you going to rent them out?"

I shook my head, "I don't like the smell of nail art, and no one wants to walk into a bookstore and smell of nail polish." ”

"That's right, you can rent 2,000 yuan a month for 5 square meters, Lixia, you're a rich young lady."

I poured myself a cup of passion fruit tea and glared at the beans.

"Getting back to the point, the video is estimated to have passed the review, let's take a look."

Douzi really said that the wind is the rain, and only in the morning did he say that he wanted to find the owner of the postcard, and the video production was completed in the afternoon, and the video was already visible on station B, and there were already five or six playbacks.

"How many fans do you have, Lord Up?"

"It's tens of thousands, I just don't have a hit, if one or two hits come out, it might be popular, by the way, Lixia, let's start the second plan, we just need to wait after this video is done, but our footsteps don't stop, a year flies by in a flash, and we should cherish the time like gold."

I was touched by Douzi's sincere words, and I immediately felt more action-oriented, and spread out the books that needed to be cleaned on the desk, ready to start cleaning and disinfecting.

Bean's plan was to shoot a series of short stories about second-hand bookstores, so we discussed how to clean the books.