Zhao Yunmei stared at her son in disbelief, not understanding how he could say such hurtful words.

"Zheng Tianqi, you don't know the whole picture, how can you belittle others like this? What a faux pas! ”

"The truth of what I said." Zheng Tianqi took the juice from the nanny, "If she is really a good person, Chu Yan can still go to the No. 1 Middle School in the city, I don't believe that his father didn't leave him property, and he must have let that woman take it away." ”

In the past, Chu Yan was the child of someone else's family in the entire Yunting Huayuan.

Good grades, good looks, good character.

But now? I don't go to the specialty class, I don't want to send a place to study abroad, and I run to the single-plank bridge where I squeeze the college entrance examination with those ordinary people, which is ridiculously pitiful.

was pinched by a woman.

Zhao Yunmei had to reflect on her son's education, but if she thought about it carefully, since her son was born, he had a nanny hired by her grandmother, and a preschool teacher when he was older......

She herself was forced to resign and become an idle noblewoman, where could she interfere in his education?

Suddenly he lost the right to criticize him.

"Forget it, I just want you to treat and respect others as equals."

Zheng Tianqi looked at his mother in a daze, wanted to say something, and finally just pursed his lips and went upstairs.

After all, there is still no common language.

But in fact, Zheng Tianqi's idea is also the idea of the vast majority of people.

Song Bangyue, a young widow, walking with a glorious person like Xie Jiangcheng, isn't it wishful thinking?

In the eyes of these people, not to mention single men and women, even married men and women often appear together, and they must be branded as unclear.

Song Bangyue didn't care about this.

The next day, the Yunjiang police officially issued a statement.

It is the relevant description of the vicious violence in Times Square.

At Xie Jiangcheng's suggestion, he also gave a special Weibo that Song Bangyue had just opened: Grandma Song.

There was no need for other means, and the statement with these tags quickly attracted onlookers, and then the melon-eating masses were boiling.

"Who would dare say it's hype? The official has made a statement! ”

"Damn, it's not a video or a TV series, so the young lady really used a spoon to knock over six hooligans!"

"@小宋奶奶, beg for apprenticeship!"

"What about those who say hype? Come out and apologize! ”

At the same time, in order not to waste the heat, Song Bangyue hurriedly released the second video.

It's still a stall, and it's an ice cream cake that I buy, and it's still so exquisite.

At the same time, he also pinned his own comments in the video comment area:

Next, some questions about vicious violence will be collected in the comment area, and the next video will be answered.

The heat quickly went up.

The video fans of the Dandan platform directly exceeded 100,000.

Song Bangyue was so excited that she turned around in place several times, "Hahaha, just the playback income of these two videos can make us eat and drink this month!" ”

He is worthy of being the chosen video blogger.

Chu Yan was also commenting, although she was happy for her in her heart, she still poured a basin of cold water out of reason, "There are still fifty days, Tian Tian has to pay tuition." ”

20,000, as well as various interest classes and after-school tutoring classes.

For the current Song Bangyue, it is undoubtedly an astronomical number.

The expression on her face fell, and she pretended that nothing had happened, went to the backyard, and burned the cauldron.

Chu Yan thought she was autistic, so she hurriedly followed, "What are you doing?" ”

"Cold noodles."

Song Bangyue quickly fished out the yellow alkaline noodles and put them in cold water, her face was full of piety.

It's all money.

Chu Yan was surprised, "Don't engage in those bells and whistles?" ”

From the kind of goods that can be placed in high-end cake shops and snack bars, it is quite uncomfortable to suddenly transition to such down-to-earth cold noodles.

Song Bangyue glanced at him resentfully, saying that it was a bells and whistles, didn't it take time?

If it weren't for the video, who would have to put that effort? Margins are still low.

"You don't understand, how profitable the cold noodles and cold skin are in summer."

Condiment ingredients and noodles, the cost is 100 yuan, she can sell him for seven or eight hundred yuan, and she won't be so tired!

However, it turns out that it can still be tiring.

Just mixing cold noodles makes my hands cramp.

In the back, she made condiments, and Chu Yan came to mix, but she was still busy enough.

He felt like his hands were about to spark, "Why are there so many people?" ”

The team in front of you is simply overwhelmed!

The beautiful woman who came to the front held up her live broadcast mobile phone, and laughed when she heard the words, "Audience, this is Grandma Xiao Song!" The real person is even better than the video! ”

Although it was only a flash on the screen, Song Bangyue's delicate face had already caused a sensation in the live broadcast room.

"Damn, although I only looked at it once, it was really beautiful."

"You can trim your face in the video, and there is a beautiful face in the live broadcast room, who knows what a real person looks like?"

There was a questioning voice in the barrage, and the beautiful anchor immediately instigated, "Family, everyone come up with barrage gifts, as long as there are three rockets, the anchor will turn off the beauty and let everyone see the real person!" ”

Chu Yan's face was blackened, and he was about to get angry, but Song Bangyue had already taken out his mask and put it on.

She knew too well how valuable her traffic was right now, so she was ready early.

At least most of this team are locals who 'come here', or curious, or large and small media anchors.

The woman glared at her complainingly, and when she became popular, she was hypocritical, and she didn't give others a rub of the heat, what was she proud of?

With a turn of his eyes, he saw Chu Yan, "Family, there is a handsome guy next to Grandma Song, who should be her stepson......"

Smack, Song Bangyue took out another mask and put it on for Chu Yan.

The woman didn't believe in evil and planned to shoot Tian Tian, but Chu Yan put the little financial director behind her with her long arm.

"You ......"

Song Bangyue knocked on the stainless steel basin of the noodles, "Do beauties want cold skin or cold noodles?" There is also grapefruit fruit tea today. ”

The look of business is very sincere.

The female anchor turned the camera away and gritted her teeth to get closer to her, "Can you take off the mask?" ”

"I can't." Song Bangyue said righteously, "We are the first person responsible for our own health, and masks are our body!" ”

The female anchor was so angry that she had to retreat to the side, not leaving, and wanted to live broadcast her stall.

Song Bangyue didn't bother with her anymore.

After broadcasting for a while, the audience in the live broadcast room was also bored, and the beautiful anchor stomped her feet and left.

Coming to another place, a woman greeted her and whispered to the camera how she was.

The anchor saw that everyone was almost gone, so he simply turned off his voice and sat on the stone pier with hatred and pinched his legs:

"That woman didn't show her face alive or dead, she was arrogant, and I stood for a long time, and I was tired to death."

Chen Yi is not surprised, as soon as these Internet celebrities become popular, they feel that they have become phoenixes and can go to the sky.

How big can that shelf be, for example, the one in front of her, only 10,000 fans, let her broadcast outdoors will be dead or alive.

I only hate the 100,000 fan anchors who came out and jumped ship, and I have to cultivate a new one.

"Let's go, I'll talk about it."