Open your eyes, yawn, play with your phone.

Familiar broad daylight.

Chen Xing rubbed his eyes and brushed Station B for a while, and when he gradually sobered up, he noticed that there were a lot of private messages in the small mailbox in the upper right corner.

[I want to save the generation here - Zhang Guimei]

The video duration is 21 minutes.

90,000 views, 47,000 likes, and ...... coins

it!

63,000?

There are more coins than likes, this is what can happen at station B?

Chen Xing rubbed his eyes again, he was a little suspicious that he hadn't woken up, and he could reach this kind of data in one night, so after this one day, all kinds of data must not explode?

Get up and wash up, then look at your phone.

That's right.

He also posted two videos before, but the coins of the previous two videos did not add up to 60,000 coins.

Many people who see Chen Xing's video know that this photographer is very powerful, and the photos taken have a kind of exciting power, but in the end, Chen Xing is just a newcomer, and it has only been a few days since he entered the industry, and only two videos have been posted.

Newcomers and new videos are a niche category, so the traffic has not been high.

The fan conversion rate is okay, there were more than 80,000 before, and after last night's video was released, it has now directly exceeded 100,000 fans.

Chen Xing sat on the bed, wanting to see what netizens had said, but suddenly stood up.

"Did I forget something!"

Of course he knew what he had forgotten, because he had already remembered.

After packing up his things, he hurriedly went downstairs and looked at the time.

Because he turned the alarm clock, he got up at seven o'clock today, but after turning off the alarm clock, he habitually squinted for a while, and the video distracted him, causing him to forget about going to school all of a sudden.

It's almost 7:40 now, and I don't know if it's too late to pass now.

He didn't know what was worth shooting in the school, but since he had decided to go, Chen Xing would not easily change his decision, no matter what, he had to go to the school to have a look first, and ask Teacher Zhang what the people in the photography studio were talking about.

Mysterious and secretive, Chen Xing hates Riddlers.

There were very few passers-by, except for two or three young people who went for a morning jog, most of them were elderly people who were exercising in the morning, and students who were carrying school bags to school.

They saw a man with a big bag running at a speed of 100 meters.

"! This young man! ”

"It's so good."

"Just as energetic as I was when I was younger."

"This is going to catch a car, right?"

"So handsome!"

Some of the boys noticed that the girls were all looking nymphomaniac, and suddenly realized.

It turns out that girls like men who run fast.

Let's go for a run!

At a distance of two kilometers, Chen Xing only took ten minutes to run in a weight-bearing state, and when he arrived at the destination, he didn't feel too tired, just a slight panting, and his strength was quite abundant.

He touched his belly.

Just feel a little hungry, small problem.

Just as he was about to walk towards the school gate, he heard a neat sound from inside.

"I was born to be a mountain, not a stream"

"I want to look down on the ravines of mediocrity from the top of the peaks"

"I was born to be a man, not a mustard"

"I stand on the shoulders of great men and despise the lowly cowards"

Chen Xing had already walked to the gate of the school, and saw the scene inside through the iron gate.

Hundreds of students stood in the playground, the red school uniform was like a red flag flying high in the air, Teacher Zhang Guimei stood on the rostrum, I don't know how many times, with that kind of firm eyes at the hundreds of students in the field.

This is just the oath of a group of high school students, but it made Chen Xing's eyes red inexplicably.

Chen Xing has read many books in the past few years, but for the first time, he has appreciated the power of words.

This is an oath and a pattern.

Teacher Zhang standing on the rostrum is a parent, the mother of a child in the mountains. Chen Xing envied them, born in such a place, but with such a teacher and such a mother.

One for everyone.

Maybe it can be done.

Only under her leadership will there be a Huaping Female High School where everyone is like a dragon today.

Chen Xing didn't take out the camera at this time, he missed recording such a scene, but he was not discouraged.

It's good to get it, but even if it doesn't, he still feels the impact of the image and the emotions that are stirring in his heart.

"I was born to be a mountain, not a stream......," Chen Xing whispered, turning to leave.

There is no need to see Teacher Zhang, Chen Xing knows that Teacher Zhang is usually very busy, and he is still working with illness, so there is no need for him to cause trouble to others, and he feels that the purpose of coming here has been obtained, what else to do?

Come and return.

On the way, I saw a Michelle Bingcheng that had just opened a store, and a young lady was wiping the counter.

Chen Xing walked in and asked, "I want to order 700 cups of milk tea, can I make it?" ”

"Huh? Seven hundred? ”

didn't care to appreciate Chen Xing's beauty, and the young lady was instantly frightened by the number seven hundred.

"Well, for the students of the women's high school."

There are more than 600 students in the school, plus more than 20 teachers, 700 cups is enough.

Big customer!

The young lady smiled, and said while laughing: "Yes, hahaha, handsome guy, you are so good, and you also send students milk tea to drink, where are you from, are there any requirements for milk tea." ”

"Peach Four Seasons Spring, as for the ...... request" Chen Xing habitually touched his chin, "I order so much, can you be the master of the cheaper." ”

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The young lady was afraid that the business would be yellow, so she hurriedly said.

"But the ingredients may not be enough, why not change a little bit of flavor? Our peach shake shake is also good, many students like it, and the price is the same, the original price is seven yuan, how about a dollar cheaper per cup? ”

She also didn't know much about starting a business, and she thought in her heart that if she could make money, she would directly get a cheaper.

If you are a little more experienced in society, you can see that Chen Xing speaks more resolutely, and he is not the kind of customer who leaves directly if he says it is not cheap.

"Okay."

Chen Xing felt that it didn't matter, it was okay if it wasn't cheap.

Anyway, it's only 700 yuan.

The motivation of the video I shot here yesterday is almost 700 this night, and this video alone should make him earn more than three or four thousand yuan, and if he posts a little more, it can be regarded as a little bit of his own heart.

After Chen Xing paid the money, he didn't care about it, and went directly to the station to take the train.

There is no train station in Huaping, and if Chen Xing wants to go back, he must first take a bus to the nearest railway station before returning to Sichuan Province.

Alas, it's another full day of car rides.

When Chen Xing walked to the station, he also called Teacher Zhang to communicate, otherwise someone would send hundreds of cups of milk tea for no reason, which is estimated to make Teacher Zhang puzzled for a long time, just explain that this is the money earned from shooting videos yesterday.

Teacher Zhang replied very simply.

"I'll thank you for the kids first."

"It should be, it should be."

Hanging up the phone, Chen Xing sighed.

I'm a kid too.,Why do you feel like an uncle.。

An hour later, every student in the school, including the teacher, was holding a cup of milk tea, and after knowing who sent it from Teacher Zhang, the image of the boy I saw in the cafeteria yesterday was clearer in their hearts.

Another hour later.

Song Shulan rushed to the school

……