At this time, Zhu Long had already opened up in order to live in the adobe house, and he put down his president shelf, like a liar who sold health care products who went to the entrance of the village to distribute eggs to the old men and old ladies.

The old men and old ladies who usually like to go to commercial performances and get gifts all flocked to them when they heard that there was such a good thing.

"Is it really free? Do I have to do any activities to get it? ”

"What brand of refrigerator? Beautiful or Dongmenzi? ”

"How big is the extra big color TV? Can I connect to the Internet? Ultra HD? ”

Seeing so many people coming around, Song Mengyu also frowned at the same wide eyebrows of his father-in-law, and asked, "Zhu Long!" What do you mean! If you want to send the refrigerator and the TV yourself, don't bring me! ”

"Song Mengyu! You've let me down so much! Before Zhu Long could speak, Yang Mingchuan scolded sharply.

After Yang Mingchuan's roar, Song Mengyu instantly rubbed the corners of his clothes like a frightened rabbit, with red eyes.

"Mingchuan, did I make you angry?"

Yang Mingchuan pointed his chin at Song Mengyu, and stepped on a big box at some point, so that his height looked like 180+.

"Song Mengyu, you should self-reflect, don't need to be reminded of everything, I don't like stupid women."

[Oh mom, this tyrant tastes sour, sour, sweet, absolutely amazing~]

[Zhenba always picked up the microphone and became a dog skin plaster, and the fake boss always played as usual. 】

[Wait, just now there should have been an old aunt who bumped into the photographer, and then the camera moved down, soon, just a moment, but I saw Yang Mingchuan stepping on a big box under his feet?! ] 】

[Do you know this netizen, he has always had the habit of stepping on a box when filming, otherwise he can't be separated from the height of the heroine, and the box he stepped on gave him a nickname: Box Nell~]

[I thought of a sentence that briefly describes the daily life of these two: the love story of Boxer and Porridge Daifuku! No, I'm going to write it! Guys wait for me to write it out! 】

[Support upstairs, go quickly, I wish the book to be published soon!] 】

"Miss Song, you have to know that today's vote is about where we live, the highest number of votes lives in the garden building, and the lowest vote is to live in a mud house that doesn't even have a toilet." Zhu Long reminded.

Yang Mingchuan glanced at her coldly, "Isn't it just a few TVs, it's not a piece of cake for your family, so picky, do you want me to live in an adobe house that is not even as good as a cold kiln?" ”

Song Mengyu hurriedly shook his head, "No, Mingchuan, I didn't mean that, TV, I'll just send it!" ”

Gu Chuxue pointed out that they needed to perform and canvass, not to give gifts, Zhu Long's singing was incomplete, and her dancing limbs were uncoordinated, Song Mengyu was focused on Yang Mingchuan, Yang Mingchuan was the same as Zhu Long, singing and dancing were all wasted, such a good opportunity, of course she had to show herself well.

"It's also ha, thanks to Xiaoxue's reminder." Zhu Long stuffed the microphone into Gu Chuxue's hand, "Xiaoxue, this microphone is too loud, you can use it to sing, it will definitely attract a lot of audiences, they vote, we will send a big refrigerator and a big color TV." ”

[Damn, the pig is always atmospheric! ] I work at a nearby company, and I'll skip work right away to go to the pig farm! Big fridge, wait for me! 】

[This is the real president, the refrigerator color TV will be sent! ] 】

[If Mr. Pig really sends a big refrigerator and a big color TV today, he will be a loyal fan of Mr. Pig in the future! ] 】

Gu Chuxue held the same microphone used to sell vegetables and collect rags, and she didn't know what to do for a while.

Does she really want to sing like that? What a shame that is!

"Sing a song, Xiaoxue, don't be shy." Zhu Long encouraged.

Song Mengyu followed with a straight face: "Hurry up, don't waste time, we will pay for it, and if we don't pay, let's contribute." ”

Gu Chuxue glanced at Yang Mingchuan who was looking in the mirror with a stainless steel basin with an aggrieved expression, she wanted to say why didn't Yang Yingdi sing with a microphone?

Wait, Yang Mingchuan, where did you get the stainless steel basin?

[Gu Chuxue, do you want to ask where the stainless steel basin in Duanwang's hand came from? It's up to netizens to answer for you~]

[The time goes back to five minutes ago, the pharmacy opposite the vegetable market was engaged in activities, and a stainless steel basin was sent by filling out the form, and then Duanwang went and got a stainless steel basin~]

[Duanwang liked this basin very much at first glance, because his face printed in the stainless steel basin was so handsome, and the slightly confused reflection of the stainless steel just added a trace of hazy feeling to his handsome face, making him look like a fairy~]

[Dragon Boat Festival is really satisfied with his new favorite, just now, he also gave the stainless steel basin a name: Xiaoyin~]

The barrage in the second group of live broadcast rooms is full of netizens, including Duan Wang and Mr. and Mrs. Pig are there, and their live broadcast room can be said to have the lowest laughs.

Song Mengyu impatiently blocked Yang Mingchuan, "You should hurry up, don't rub it off." ”

"Yes, hurry up, girl, don't bother, we're still waiting to get the refrigerator TV series!" The old men and aunts who were densely packed around them all urged.

Gu Chuxue's idea is to find a stage, she can go up to dance and sing, not to take a loudspeaker at the door of the vegetable market!

She looked at Zhu Long with a pleading gaze, but Zhu Long was dealing with the uncles and aunts, so he didn't look at her at all.

It can be seen that Zhu Long works very hard and does not want to live in an adobe house.

Gu Chuxue reluctantly sang a sweet little love song in the last 10,000 years, no one cared how she sang, there was a refrigerator and a color TV for free, even if she sang, they were willing to say it was good.

Zhu Long's assistant phone and Song Mengyu's father were all blown up, with an average of thirty calls per second, and each connection was a color TV and refrigerator.

Zhu Long's assistant dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak, and Song Mengyu's father couldn't wait to kill this ruined girl.

There is a home appliance company in the subsidiary of their company, which is the cheapest 888 small color TV, hundreds of units are sent out, and free shipping is required, isn't that a waste of hundreds of thousands of dollars?

Song Group's 888 small color TV is okay, Zhu Long is not, Zhu Group's refrigerator is the cheapest is 5,000 units, he sent it, there are not millions of can't come.

The competition with Zhou Ziyu is over, and the third group is about to start earning votes, and they put their goal on the stadium.

Under normal circumstances, there will be no shortage of people in the stadium, and there will be sports students or athletes to train every day, originally thinking that they could look at the handsome guys while canvassing for votes, but what they saw was a group of beautifully dressed aunts and aunts.

The aunts and aunts are preparing for a square dance competition, and the stadium is now the venue they occupy.

(End of chapter)