The school beauty is my military advisor, and the target of my strategy is herself.

but.

Although we want to sell "Salted Fish", we still have to take our time to implement the details.

After all, the time, place, and people have not yet been determined.

What Su Mo can do now is to gradually increase the brand value of "Salted Fish".

This enables it to attract close attention from the capital market.

Of course, Su Mo himself is also like this.

Unsurprisingly.

His remarks on the event stage were quickly spread online, instantly sparking heated discussion.

Those two pretentious quotes.

That is, regret for founding Xianyu Jiang Damo, simple thousands of small goals.

It has even become a hot topic in dy short videos, and many netizens are competing to play it.

mainly.

When Su Mo said this, he acted really casually, as if he was just saying it off the cuff.

To be honest, this natural feeling of pretentiousness really touched the hearts of netizens.

This is exactly what contemporary netizens pursue, pretending not to be pretentious, but actually pretending to be a big one.

So comfortable.

Please, continue.

no way.

If you keep pretending to be cool, it will cause extreme disgust among netizens.

"No, buddy, you're really pretending, aren't you? What are you pretending for?"

And pretending to be low-key all the time will make netizens want to complain.

"No, buddy, I'm really not pretending anything. What are you pretending for?"

Su Mo's actions were indeed very pretentious, but in a way that was not annoying.

This is the most pretentious.

Wait for Su Mo to finish and step down.

at this time.

The current atmosphere of the event has been brought to its peak by him.

The live broadcast room of "Salted Fish" was filled with barrages of comments and gifts flying all over the place.

In the background.

Su Mo met Chen Ziqiao and Su Ming, both of whom put on masks tacitly.

"How do you feel? We are the first person to complete "Salted Fish"."

Su Mo glanced at Chen Ziqiao and asked with concern, "Are you ready? Next, it's your turn."

"I..." Chen Ziqiao took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and was about to speak.

Su Ming, however, got ahead and pulled Chen Ziqiao to the side, pleading softly, "Brother Qiao, why don't you let me do it? Give me a chance to show off."

"No, are you serious?!" Chen Ziqiao looked at Su Ming with some hesitation.

"Anyway, no one knows..."

Su Ming patted his shoulder and said confidently, "Don't worry, I know what's going on."

Chen Ziqiao thought for a while and nodded: "Okay, but I still have to ask Su Mo."

"Okay." Su Ming nodded in agreement.

After the two of them come back after the discussion.

"Are you done talking?" Su Mo saw this and actually guessed something in his heart.

So, when the two explained it to him, he quickly agreed.

In a word, whoever goes up, does not go up.

Compared to the somewhat silent Chen Ziqiao, the one next to him obviously seems more lively.

and.

He still felt a familiar feeling, like the military advisor's younger brother, a kind of abstract holy body...

how to say?

There's an inexplicable feeling that the tone of the game fits in with that of "Salted Fish".

Next.

With the passionate introduction of the host Yang Di, "Everyone, let us welcome Xiaobu, the first person to clear the second level of "Salted Fish", to the stage——"

This was decided in advance.

No real name needed.

Use nickname ID.

Su Ming listened to the host's voice, put on a mask on his face, and ran onto the stage.

"coming……"

"He's coming, he's coming..."

When the people in the audience saw someone coming on stage, they all looked at him curiously and started discussing.

"No way, is this the first person to clear the second level of 'Salted Fish'?"

"Looking at his age, he seems to be about the same age as us!"

"Damn it! Even I couldn't pass the second level, but he passed it."

"I don't accept it, I really don't accept it..."

After Su Ming stood on the stage.

He cleared his throat and began to speak, imitating Su Mo's seemingly nonchalant manner: "Hello everyone, I'm Xiaobu, and I'm very happy to be here at the "Salted Fish" event..."

"Come to think of it, the second level of 'Salted Fish' is really difficult..."

Just when the audience and players thought that he was going to give an introduction next.

The second level was so difficult and I had to struggle to pass it.

He changed the subject.

"But I played it briefly, and it felt just like that. For me, it's easy to pass..."

As soon as Su Ming finished speaking, there was an uproar in the audience.

In the live broadcast room of "Salted Fish", the barrage was full of "????"

"Dude, what are you pretending for?"

A loyal player of the game "Salted Fish" couldn't help but shout loudly at Su Ming.

after all.

He himself was stuck in this damn second level and was tortured for a long time.

As a result, now that someone says it's easy to pass the level, how can he not be defeated?

The most important thing is that they actually passed.

unbelievable.

Even more defense-breaking.

Others echoed.

"Yeah, yeah, if you pass the second level, I'll give you a thumbs up. Why are you pretending so much..."

"Give you two flying monkeys, and you'll probably fly to the sky."

"You're not an eco-friendly bag, so stop putting it here and there..."

"Ah, yes, yes, yes... you're the only one who can do it, you're the best, okay?"

Listening to the sarcasm and complaints coming from all around.

Su Ming, however, was not at all panicked. He smiled gently and said, "Everyone, I know you are anxious, but please don't be anxious..."

"Also, I'm sorry."

"Actually, I'm not targeting anyone. It's just that, apart from me, everyone here who hasn't passed the second level of 'Salted Fish' is a jerk..."

Chen Ziqiao was stunned: "..."

Because Su Ming was using his name.

Su Mo was also confused: "..."

Because, as the founder of this groove, he himself did not pass the second level of "Salted Fish".

The senior student who was hiding at the back of the auditorium and peeking secretly was also a little confused: "..."

Because she didn't just fail.

Moreover, Su Zhiyue felt that the man's cheesy voice on the stage was very familiar...

"Su Ming?!"

but.

Some people couldn't help but laugh.

Du Qian breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had someone to share his scolding with...

"Good job, buddy. Keep going. Please increase your strength."

at this time.

The scene, including the live broadcast room of "Salted Fish", was full of anger.

In this regard.

Su Mo was also somewhat helpless. Looking at Chen Ziqiao beside him, he slowly asked, "Did he do it accidentally? Or on purpose?"

"Forehead……"

Chen Ziqiao looked shocked and nodded in response: "Believe me, he is really like that."

Hear this answer.

Su Mo also sighed, turned to look at Huang Xuan, and asked, "By the way, Brother Xuan, how is the security force arranged here?"

"I'm a little scared when he does this..."

Huang Xuan nodded and said with certainty, "Team Su, you can rest assured. We have sufficient security forces, but..."

Su Mo was puzzled: "What is it?"

Huang Xuan hesitated for a moment before continuing, "That's right... I just saw those security guards, and quite a few of them clenched their fists..."

"I'm afraid..."

Su Mo was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and said, "Alright, alright, stop talking."

My goodness, even I didn’t expect that his speech could be so violent.

Oioi, it's really getting hot.

Su Ming wanted to continue... Chen Ziqiao ran up and pulled him down.

But even though Su Ming left, the hot atmosphere remained unchanged.

There were constant shouts like "Xiaobu, the poet holds, Xiaobu, the poet holds, Xiaobu, the poet holds..."

Su Ming said it didn't matter.

Then Du Qian didn't care at all. It was great, hehe...it wasn't me who was being scolded anyway.

but.

Soon he couldn't laugh anymore.

Someone at the scene shouted, "Everyone, don't forget, there's also Du Qian, the idiot planner of this project..."

then.

The shouts at the scene became "Du Qian Xiao Bu, the two poets hold hands, Du Qian Xiao Bu, the two poets hold hands, Du Qian Xiao Bu, the two poets hold hands..."

Du Qian: “…”

Damn, why is it my business?