"What are you?" Tao Shumin's mouth opened slightly, wanting to say something, but because he was so shocked, his brain couldn't turn and he couldn't speak.

"Ruoshi, eat, eat me, my noodles," Shen Tianyi said with a sob, intermittent, but he could also express it clearly.

Jiang Yang's scalp was numb.

"Okay, it's me who is wrong," Liang Ruoshi burped, got up and walked over, bowed deeply and said, "I solemnly apologize to you." ”

Seeing this, Shen Tianyi said aggrievedly: "If you are hungry, I can ask the master to help you make food." But you can't eat my noodles, there is a special meaning. ”

"What's the special meaning of just a bowl of noodles?" Liang Ruoshi didn't care, and felt that Shen Tianyi was making a big fuss.

Shen Tianyi was anxious: "How can it be just a bowl of noodles?" That was the first time I made my own noodles. ”

"Hands?" Tao Shumin was shocked that Miss Shen actually cooked herself.

Naturally, she thought of the movies that Shen Tianyi watched recently.

It's too deep into the play!

If she is obsessed with which Korean drama, will she have a whole car accident or leukemia?

Jiang Yang nodded: "It is indeed made by her own hands." ”

"I said I'm sorry," Liang Ruoshi squatted down and said patiently: "That's okay." I'll learn how to make noodles tomorrow and serve them to you, okay? ”

Shen Tianyi tilted his head: "Why should I eat your noodles?" ”

Liang Ruoshi shrugged: "Then you think about what I should do and then tell me." I went upstairs to change my clothes. ”

Jiang Yang hurriedly moved out of the way, and Shen Tianyi remained unmoved, leaving only half a slit.

Liang Ruoshi strode over.

Tao Shumin followed: "Ruoshi, wait for me." ”

When the footsteps of the two disappeared completely, Jiang Yang also organized the language.

"Enough crying?" Jiang Yang asked.

Shen Tianyi shook his head: "No!" I have never suffered this kind of grievance since I was a child. ”

"Then you keep crying, anyway, when you cry, you're more beautiful than usual, I just want to appreciate it," Jiang Yang said this heartless sentence, and the bastard was mixed with sincere compliments.

At this moment, Shen Tianyi didn't cry, he didn't cry, he wanted to reconcile but was unwilling, he stalemate for a moment, and finally broke into laughter: "You're so annoying!" Who looks better when they cry? ”

"Wow, the scumbag brother is too good at coaxing girls!"

"I'm going to send this paragraph to my boyfriend immediately, so that he can learn, refine and sublimate, don't always make me angry, and then he will only stare dryly, not coax people."

"I have a hunch that Miss Shen has forgiven the scumbag brother."

"What is this missing?" The charming girl said, "If I were her, I wouldn't be angry from the beginning." ”

"That's right," Lin Lang echoed: "In the face of such a face, which of you can be angry?" ”

"Oops, you guys overheard me talking to my boyfriend? My boyfriend also said that no matter what I do, he will never get angry when he sees my well-behaved and lovely appearance. ”

"Gross!"

"Disgusting!!"

On the screen, the two sat on the steps of the stairs, like a stunned little couple.

The girl was wearing a fluffy pink and white princess dress, her face was red with anger, and her body was deflected.

The boy was half-squatting next to him, shyly smiling and funny, trying to relieve the girl's anger.

"You, you're smiling," Jiang Yang said with relief, "Let's get out of the way." It just so happens that I'm hungry and want to eat the noodles you cooked. ”

"She's finished eating," Shen Tianyi said sullenly.

"No, she scooped a third," Jiang Yang said with a smile.

Shen Tianyi made a gesture, hesitated for a while, and the two returned to the long table in the restaurant again.

Jiang Yang didn't even dare to put the seasoning, for fear of stimulating Shen Tianyi, so he finished eating the light noodles.

After eating the last bite of noodles, he smiled and said, "You see, I ate the first bite of noodles, and I also ate the last bite." When eating noodles, there must be a beginning and an end. Just like life, no matter what happens in it, as long as the final result is as beautiful as the beginning, no matter how big the twists and turns you have experienced, it is just a seasoning. ”

Hearing this, Shen Tianyi's face completely turned sunny after the rain.

"I went upstairs to take a shower first, I just surfed on the beach, my body was full of the fishy smell of seawater, and I put the pots and bowls to wash," Jiang Yang applied.

"Well, you go, I'll wait for you to watch a movie together," Shen Tianyi said.

Hearing that he was watching a movie, the corners of Jiang Yang's eyes were constantly twitching, he had recently watched "Da Nei's Secret Detective Zero Hair" with Shen Tianyi five times, and he was about to vomit.

After Jiang Yang left, Shen Tianyi walked to the sofa, wanting to turn on the TV to take a look, but when he came to him, he was startled.

It turned out that Fang Xiaopeng was lying on the sofa, looking over with swarthy eyes.

"Mr. Fang, why don't you squeak?"

"Oh, I drank some wine after eating at noon, and I fell asleep when I lay here, or did you wake me up with a ghost crying wolf howl just now," Fang Xiaopeng lay down leisurely, not planning to get up.

"Huh? You hear it all! After Shen Tianyi lowered his head, he was slightly embarrassed.

"You're too honest, too stupid," Fang Xiaopeng commented.

"What do you mean?" Shen Tianyi was puzzled.

"That's not how chasing boys," Fang Xiaopeng said with a smile.

"Then how do you chase it? Mr. Fang is very good at chasing boys? Shen Tianyi said innocent words like a child's words.

Fang Xiaopeng looked constipated; "What's the nonsense? I'm chasing girls. Come here, I'll whisper to you. ”

"Oh," Shen Tianyi leaned over.

On the screen, only the two heads were close together, plotting something, and the audience couldn't hear the specific content.

"What are these two doing?"

"Dead screenwriter, I'm hanging my appetite again, I've had a hard week."

"Don't say it, these two people are actually quite compatible, but Mr. Fang is too old."

"Yes, naïve and ignorant rich daughters and self-made billionaires."

As he spoke, he saw a switch of perspectives on the big screen.

On the beach, Kirk and Yin Yu were digging a pit with a shovel and burying most of Zhou Xingxi.

……

Jinguan City, Red Star Hotel.

As soon as he landed from the airport, the team responsible for the operation of Jiangyang's entire network account in Yuebanwan Studio sent historical data, and Li Feiyang, as a broker reserve talent, hurriedly hid in the room to tinker with data software.

The division of labor between the three people is clear.

Liu Xuan is in charge of Jiangyang's security work, Long Fan is in charge of dressing, makeup, personal image, etc., and Li Feiyang is the future agent designated by Zhao Shengnan.

In the information age, data is a gold mine that needs to be mined and mined.

For example, the company that works with the bib can get the real number of followers of the dehydrated version of the star, which is a prerequisite for bargaining.

The number of followers determines the advertised price of a blogger.

In addition, the advertising offer is also closely related to the content, image and fan portrait of the blogger's blog.

For example, the fan portrait of a blogger given by the bib: short online time, inactive, low fan loyalty, and weak spending power.

Then he won't be able to get a high offer, and some bloggers may have half of the fans of A bloggers, but they can also tie or even surpass A bloggers in price.

"Yang Tsai is not bad. The popularity of the scarf is almost comparable to the top few first-tier male stars, but excluding the hot bonus of "Love Record 3", it is actually the middle and upper reaches of the second-tier male stars. ”

"But it's good. The number of real fans of the bib has reached 4.7 million, and the price of the advertisement is 80,000, which is considered to be a top-notch batch of celebrities in the same stall. ”

"It's a pity that Sister Zhao is not allowed to 'be greedy for small money', hey, otherwise, wouldn't you send out small advertisements, wouldn't you make millions a month?"

Zhao Shengnan only gave Jiangyang's big packaging direction, which is simply summarized: high-end atmosphere and grade.

You can't do things that damage your value, such as advertising around your neck and selling your second-hand items in Mangoyu.

Li Feiyang knows that many celebrities sell personal second-hand items in Mangoyu, and those people are basically self-defeating types, and there will be no big improvement in their careers.