As a skilled bamboo horse, gradually change to attack

"Let's take a look!" Deng Yawen patted the table and said, "Our school's school magazine has been printed. It costs 20 yuan a copy. Do you want to buy it?"

The green cover is even uglier than the green coat in the labor camp last time. Since even the school badge is green, people have reason to believe that this school especially likes green.

After hearing this, the people around the front all dispersed one after another, going about their own business, pretending not to hear.

"It's fine if you don't lose money, but you still want to take money out of my pocket! Impossible! Just dream!" Zuo Yang said angrily, spraying the school every day.

Jiang Zhou sneered, "No, I should say that, why are you joining in the fun?"

"Didn't I tell you this for you? If you want me to say, this school is really not kind. If you print the school magazine, you can print it. How can you sell it?" Zuo Yang fell in front of the podium, snatched a copy from Deng Yawen's hands, and made a splash. I flipped through it casually, and only the printing quality can be called a pass, so I disdainfully said: "What's the use of this? Chicken soup, chicken soup or chicken soup, can't we live a little more? Whoever buys this thing is stupid, and it is our money. Is it caused by a strong wind? Can this operation be reported first-hand? Illegal sale?"

Deng Yawen patted the back of his hand heavily, grabbed the school magazine and patted it, and said, "Don't force me if you don't buy it, if you break it, you have to buy it. This is a regular sale! Let me ask again Once again, has anyone bought it! We can get five yuan for the duty fee for one copy!"

A silence.

"Squad leader, let's forget it, no one bought it." Jiang Zhou leaned on the corner of the table, lowered his head and rubbed the back of his hand. He didn't feel it just now, but now it hurts more and more.

Deng Yawen clicked her tongue, and said to herself: "I knew no one would buy it, so I took the trouble to carry it here, earthworm, let's carry it back."

"I thought this issue should be able to sell a lot. After all, there are photos of Brother An and the weekly diary on it, but it turned out to be the same. As I said, this sales strategy should be changed, so that I can be in vain. Brother An and Brother An will shoot a cover together, and there will definitely be hundreds of copies in a minute." Qiu Minglang said while hugging him, looking a little pity.

"Shoot a fart!" Hearing that Han Yongbai and his brother were about to take a cover photo, I felt sore again, but before I was done, I suddenly remembered what Qiu Minglang said just now that there was a photo of Jiang Linan in it, and asked immediately : "No, what did you just say?"

"Talk about shooting the cover." Qiu Minglang said.

"You just said that there is a photo of my brother?" Jiang Zhou hurried over, picked up the top one and flipped through it.

Qiu Minglang was puzzled, "Yes, what's the matter?"

Turning to the middle page, it was the content of their last labor reform class. In a weekly diary, there were several photos of them cleaning, and the photo of "two yuan and five dollars for a potato" that Deng Yawen took for them was also impressive. Lie on it.

"This picture is pretty good, so I sent it to the editorial department." Deng Yawen said, looking at Jiang Zhou's puzzled expression, "You don't know?"

Jiang Zhou shook his head.

Deng Yawen looked at Qiu Minglang with a confused expression, "Didn't you say that?"

Qiu Minglang just stomped his feet and said, "I forgot! Those two days were too busy, I thought I said it!"

"...you're a pig's brain!" Deng Yawen felt a little embarrassed, looked at Jiang Lin'an who was sitting on the seat, and said tremblingly: "Brother An, I'm sorry, I thought the earthworm told you."

"It's okay." Jiang Lin'an said lightly, "It's not the first time."

After saying this, Deng Yawen breathed a sigh of relief.

Indeed, it was not the first time, there were always one or two school magazines with his photo printed in a school year.In short, the school has posted honor walls everywhere, and those photos have been thoroughly viewed, and he doesn't mind one or two.

Just Jiang Zhou kept looking at the photo in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking about, until Deng Yawen asked him to return the book, he came back to his senses, and murmured: "The sales are not good after this?"

"Yeah, everyone would have bought this if it was on the cover, but who knows if it's in the middle." Qiu Minglang still felt a little pity, "I still want to see the cover photos of Brother An and Brother Bai, I don't know Can I see you in my lifetime?"

"I can't see it anymore." Jiang Zhou closed the book heavily, raised the corner of his mouth and said, "You can see the photo of my brother and I, do you want it? I'll send it to you right away."

"Then, it's not necessary anymore, I watch it every day." Qiu Minglang laughed a few times.

"Someone always wants to see it. I think this one is pretty good. It's a pity that no one sees it." Jiang Zhou looked back and forth on that photo, and his brother sat on him...

Such a good photo, it's a pity that others can't see it.

Good things should be shared with everyone.

When he knew that Qiu Minglang was taking his brother and Han Yongbai's CP, Jiang Zhou secretly sneaked into the group to watch for a while. He was so angry that he frantically reported to those groups, but only one was blocked in the end. It's a pity .

At that time, he didn't know what to do, but when he saw this photo, he suddenly had a way.

It's better to eat with sugar than without sugar.

"Hey! Mr. Jiang! Don't just look at it and laugh, buy a copy! If you don't buy it, put it up for me!" Deng Yawen urged.

"I'll buy it." Jiang Zhou said, but didn't move to pay.

Deng Yawen hugged the stack of books, her hands were sore, and she gave it to Jiang Zhou, "Then put the money on it! Seeing me, a little girl holding books, don't you know that you feel distressed?"

"Distressed, of course I feel distressed." Jiang Zhou knocked on the podium, "You put it here first."

"Why put it here, I have to send it back to the editorial department."

"No, you give me the payment code, I don't bring that much cash." After Jiang Zhou finished speaking, he turned to Jiang Lin'an and said, "Brother, hand me my mobile phone."

"How much is 20 yuan in cash?" Deng Yawen muttered.

"Come here and get it yourself." Jiang Linan was still angry with him, worried about his hand, and now seeing him skinned there again, as if it was really all right, but there was clearly bruise on the back of that hand. Green omen.

I was angry, but I still felt distressed. I was embarrassed to say that I wanted to see how his hand was doing, so I could only take this opportunity to let him come over.

The mobile phone was placed on the table brightly, and he was not afraid of being taken away by the people in the Academic Affairs Office. Jiang Zhou was not unhappy when he was rejected, and walked to Jiang Linan's desk with great interest, and stretched his hands to the back take.

I don't know what's wrong, since Qiu Minglang is not in his seat, he can just walk over to get it, and he has to come here to make a fuss.

When he stretched his hands back, he also leaned in front of him. Jiang Linan could smell the fragrance on his body. He had played ball before, but his body still smelled so fragrant.Jiang Lin'an half-closed his eyes, leaned back, and moved a little further away from him.

"Is the hand really okay?" He asked in a low voice.

Jiang Zhou came over with his mobile phone, put one hand on the table, and said relaxedly: "It's really nothing, it's just a little pain, and it will be fine in a while."

He lowered his body and looked at Jiang Linan's expression, "If my brother loves me, it won't hurt. It would be even better if I can rub it."

Jiang Linan pursed his lips, struggled for a while, and then whispered, "Here."

"Really rubbed?" Jiang Zhou was a little surprised, and hurriedly passed his hand, with a smile on his face.

Thinking that such a beautiful hand would be covered with bruises, Jiang Linan felt uncomfortable, touched it lightly, but did not dare to use any force, and lowered his eyes and said: "If you really have something to say, I don't treat you like a child. Son, godfather and godmother brought you here, if you don't take good care of you, how can I explain?"

"Brother won't go back? Where can I explain it?"

"...I'm just saying that I'm sorry." Jiang Lin'an froze for a moment, remembering that what he said just now was indeed ambiguous, he wouldn't go back, and naturally he didn't have any problems to explain, but he still felt in his heart that he was Brother, he should protect his boat and not hurt him a little, "Okay, hurry up, people are still waiting for you."

Deng Yawen leaned against the stack of books, watching the two people rubbing back and forth, but she didn't dare to urge her. Seeing that Jiang Zhou was finally willing to come over, she slapped the payment code on the book and said impatiently: " I said you are really smart, hurry up, twenty, pay me so you can leave."

"Squad leader, please do me a favor." Jiang Zhou glanced back at Jiang Lin'an, and whispered, "Well, how many copies were printed this time?"

Deng Yawen looked at him suspiciously, "Why? Not many copies were printed, only two thousand copies."

"How many copies have you sold?"

"I just sent it over. My sister is in the editorial department, so I brought some of it over and sold your copy. What do you want me to do for you?"

Jiang Zhou did the math, one volume was twenty, two thousand volumes.

He scanned the payment code and entered 40000 on it.

Payment was successful.

"It's not a big favor, it's just these two thousand copies. Can you give them to my classmates at school? Every class will give some." He took out the payment success interface and waved it in front of Deng Yawen's eyes, "The weekly diary written by my brother, there is no What do people think?"

Deng Yawen yelled at first, and when she came to her senses, she grabbed his mobile phone, checked it several times, and suddenly exclaimed: "Damn! You bought them all?!"

The voice was so loud that in an instant, the whole class was startled.

"Bought all of what? Mr. Jiang bought all these books?" Zuo Yang asked loudly, rushed up in disbelief, and then glanced at the phone, "Forty thousand? Damn! These few books Forty thousand?"

"He bought all the school magazines we printed! Two thousand copies!" Deng Yawen covered her heart, panting heavily, "This should be my spirit lost, my God, my that The sister must be crazy now!"

"What thing? I bought two thousand copies?" Yu Xuan also rushed forward, grabbed his phone and started to read it, and said with a few clicks: "Mr. Jiang is indeed Mr. Jiang! Dad! Dad, if you have nowhere to spend your money, you can give it to me Yes! My son has been eating porridge for a week! His bones are starving!"

Jiang Zhou snatched the phone back and felt goosebumps all over his body, "Stop screaming, I don't have your son."

"Dad! I want to eat!"

"roll!"

Deng Yawen's mobile phone rang repeatedly, she answered the phone, covered her face and said hoarsely: "Baby, you read that right! A classmate in my class bought them all! Let me distribute a few copies to every class in the whole school!"

"By the way, let's make a note, focus on the photos on page 52, they look good~" Jiang Zhou reminded with a smile.

The author has something to say: Some people who were forced to buy the school magazine raised their hands~