I'm crazy, don't mess with me. I just love to pretend to be crazy, remember that.

Pei Li, who was listening nearby, was stunned. He pulled Si Qian to his side and asked, "Aren't you afraid of getting beaten up for doing this?"

Si Qian just glanced at him: "I earn money by taking beatings. How much can I make selling chicken feet?"

The delivery guy: "..." Was it me asking?

I'm still here!!

Sis, you really don't treat us like family.

No wonder she makes money; most people wouldn't think of such a way to make money.

Oh no, she actually found a way to make money.

How can a person be so intelligent?

[No wonder it's called "blood and sweat money." (Frantically wiping sweat.jpg)]

Director Zheng was terrified when he heard this. He almost fainted from anger on the spot and pointed at Si Qian, yelling—

That's a foul!

"foul!"

With this fan of Chuan Yue, who was posing as a restaurant review blogger, causing such trouble, Si Qian's already struggling business has gotten even worse.

On the other side, Mu Weiyue and Li Chuanze, who were selling fruit, had just finished packing up their stall.

It was clear that Li Chuanze really wanted to talk to Mu Weiyue, but seeing that she ignored him completely, he immediately started making small talk.

"Yueyue, look at this grape. Why are there black spots on the bottom? Are they marks left by a needle used for an injection?"

Li Chuanze picked up the Sunshine Rose and pointed to the small black dot at the bottom, asking her a question.

The young master has always eaten grapes peeled and placed in a fruit bowl by the nanny, or at the very least, freshly squeezed juice or freshly cut grapes. He has never had any close contact with grapes.

Having studied in Country D for three years and five years, making a total of seven years, Mu Weiyue, who had already experienced all kinds of hardships and was quite knowledgeable during her time abroad, looked at Li Chuanze as if he were an idiot.

It's hard to imagine what's stuck in the middle of this person's head.

"That's right. The farmer planted hundreds of acres of grapes and hired thousands of people to spray pesticides on each grape one by one. They paid him 1,000 yuan a day for half a month. Now the grapes are more than ten yuan a kilogram. The farmer is now standing in the vineyard every day sighing about life."

"really?"

Mu Weiyue: "..."

Forget it, I'm too lazy to communicate with idiots.

That wasn't an injection; that's the grape's belly button.

[Is there tofu sandwiched between President Li's ears?]

[The needle wasn't injected into the grapes, it was injected into President Li's brain.]

At this moment, Sheng Chi and Lü Yao, who sell pie next to Si Qian and Pei Li, have a disagreement.

"Yaoyao, you're pretty. Why don't you dance in front of the stall to attract some customers? How did you dance at the last music festival?"

Why don't you go?

"I'm a man, dancing is for you girls."

Sheng Chi's boastful words almost made Lü Yao laugh.

"No, I sell pancakes, not meat."

"Just consider it a sacrifice for our group. You did a striptease at a music festival before, so why can't you do it now?"

This made me even angrier.

A new round of sarcastic remarks began on the screen.

[Last time at the music festival, she got so into it that she even took off her jacket while dancing, why can't she do that this time?]

[Stop pretending, it's not like you haven't seen it before.]

[At the last music festival, it was over 40 degrees Celsius. What's wrong with people taking off their jackets?]

[I'm a female fan of Lü Yao. To be honest, people are too lenient with female celebrities in the Chinese entertainment industry. They should just stay at home, be good wives and mothers, and do laundry and cooking.]

[Sure enough, X is most X-like when he's dressed as a woman, haha ​​[thumbs up]]

Seeing that the other party was not cooperating, Sheng Chi paced back and forth anxiously with his hands on his hips: "Can't you have any team spirit? Jumping around will attract customers and increase your brand awareness, why don't you—"

Before he could finish speaking, Si Qian, who was selling braised food nearby, rushed over and delivered a flying kick—

boom!

Sheng Chi was kicked away.

Pei Li walked over and kindly grabbed the man by the collar and pulled him up.

Sheng Chi clutched his chest in pain, his face contorted in agony, and gasped for breath: "Thank you, President Pei."

Si Qian shot a sharp glare at Pei Li's hand gripping Sheng Chi's collar, her tone turning cold: "What do you mean?"

1748 was in a panic, knowing that this was a potentially fatal question.

Just as the system was filled with worry, Pei Li immediately let go of his hand, wiped it with a wet tissue, and calmly patted Sheng Chi on the shoulder.

"To be honest, we men need to take care of our physique and appearance. Otherwise, no woman will like us if we don't have any novelty. Taking care of the family, doing housework, and waiting for them to come home are what we should do. When necessary, we should be sensible and help them with their worries."

Sheng Chi: "???"

Everyone: "Huh???"

Dude, have you been brainwashed?

Sheng Chi: "So?"

Pei Li: "The woman sells pancakes, you go and do a striptease to attract customers."

ten minutes later--

Sheng Chi, shirtless, danced wildly with a frustrated expression.

As the music reached its climax, Si Qian went up and slapped him across the face.

"Dance properly, who are you trying to fool with that long face!"

"Where is the facial expression control feature?"

Sheng Chi forced a smile that looked more like a grimace.

Ji Mingxuan and Gu Shiyu, who came to persuade Si Qian, were eventually forced to join in due to Si Qian's tyranny.

After all, Si Qian comes from a land of etiquette, bang bang bang.

Ok.

The stick used for beating people was found by Pei Li.

In the corner, out of the camera's view—

After being hit twice by Si Qian, Director Zheng and Director Wu hugged each other and cried bitterly.

"Youqian!"

"Mei Qian!"

"Waaaaaaahhhhhh~"

Assistant Director Wu raised his head and gripped Director Zheng's shoulders with both hands—

"Youqian!"

"Mei Qian!"

"We can't let Si Qian continue to act recklessly like this!"

"You're right!"

The two decided to rise up from their serfdom and sing their own song!

Three minutes later——

"Ow!"

"Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me! I was wrong!"

The two directors were beaten by Si Qian with a stick off-camera and had to run away with their heads in their hands, then apologized in a cowardly manner.

The viewers in the live stream were completely unaware of what was going on.

Am I hallucinating? Where did that dog come from, barking?

I heard it too, but I heard someone shouting for help!

[It might be a catchphrase, since I often say things like "Help, he's so handsome!" or "Help, this is hilarious!"]

Si Qian pushed her stall together with Lü Yao's stall to sell together, and three naked men twisted their waists and thrust their hips in front of the stall to attract customers.

Pei Li switched the music and made them dance randomly.

This approach has indeed attracted many tourists from both China and abroad.

"Teacher Si, thank you just now."

In areas out of the camera's view, Lü Yao's eyes were red as she pulled Si Qian aside to express her gratitude.

If she hadn't come to his rescue, he would have been in a real predicament.

"Hey, you're welcome."

Si Qian waved her hand, thinking it was something important.

Lu Yao forced back her tears: "I made you get scolded."

"I never thought the term 'collapse' could be used to describe a normal celebrity. Mr. Si, you're right..."

Si Qian just made a move in front of the camera, and domestic marketing accounts immediately sprang into action, now trending high on the blacklist and refusing to leave.

"Huh? My house collapsed? Wasn't I just a pile of ruins?"

Si Qian pointed to herself, looking puzzled.

Where did she get the house?

Wabi-sabi style ruins?

At this moment, the trending topics in China are filled with angry comments.

Lu Yao is an extremely self-destructive person. She would never trouble others if she could do things herself. At this moment, her guilt has reached its peak.

At this moment, she was plunged into deep self-doubt: "Teacher Si, if I had compromised just now, would all these problems have been avoided?"

Si Qian simply gave her a hug: "I once read a quote that said, 'Freedom that leads downwards is not true freedom.'"

"The same principle applies—"

"Backward compatibility is not the same as compatibility."