Restart the Flying Age

Inside the door to see the door, the layman to watch the fun.

　　 In the past two days, the opening of ‘Let’s Come Again’ and ‘Don’t Get Tired of Eating’ Mala Tang has become a new talk on the snack street.

　　 In fact, the opening of these two stores can be regarded as putting into practice what the bosses have been thinking about but have never dared to do.

　　 Although it doesn’t taste like eating buns that others have chewed, what if you can make money?

　　 Under current national conditions, the theory of black cats and white cats is in power.

　　 As long as he can make money, it doesn't matter if he eats what is left over from others or vomits it out.

　　 Even if it is shit, as long as there is enough return, someone is willing to do it.

　　 After a meal, a group of self-employed owners gathered in front of the Lao Zhang Hotel.

　　 "Lao Zhang, these two new stores have opened really well. It seems that this line has potential to be tapped~"

Lao Zhang coughed a mouthful of thick phlegm, and spit it into the ditch across the road precisely, "Fart, these are only a few days? Keep your eyes open and be patient. Boss Hua is not an ordinary female generation, they think It's not so easy to grab business from the flower boss!"

　　 "No? If you have money, everyone makes money. No matter how big the boss is, you are not qualified to eat alone, right?" Some people disagree.

　　 "That's it! Lao Zhang, if you don't believe me, go and see, those two stores have a lot of traffic. Where do these people come from?"

　　 "Where can I come from? Didn't I **** it from Boss Flower?"

　　 "In other words, no matter how great she spends her boss, she is not a god. If fair competition is concerned, everyone will have food!"

　　 Everyone said in a few words, the more they talked, the more excited they became, as if they saw a broad road to make a fortune in front of them.

The old Zhang, who has not spoken, said leisurely: "The traffic of those two stores is quite large, but when combined, it is not as good as that of the owner of the flower shop. As for where the traffic is coming from, you guys didn’t notice. , Have there been fewer people in your store in the past two days?"

　　 Talking, Lao Zhang rubbed the greasy face on his fat face, patted his butt, and got up and went back to the shop.

　　 left a group of individual bosses looking at each other.

　　 "That's right, no wonder there is no business in the store these two days..."

　　 "Is Boss Flower really good?"

　　 "I don't think so, because the flow of people who make incense sticks was done a little bit. Nowadays, I have to give the new store some time, right?"

　　 "Yes, maybe two days later, Lao Zhang will have nothing to say..."

　　 Two days later, after Wu Tao polished and matched the words, Zhao Li's day and night rush to revise, a brand new comic was released.

　　 This is Zhao Li's first hand-practice work. It has drawing skills and plot. It is a complete comic story.

　　 Wu Tao turned from beginning to end, watching with gusto and fascinating.

　　 "Not bad, kind of interesting!"

　　 "Really?" Zhao Li looked at him with her eyes fixedly, a confident smile returned to her face.

　　 Since choosing this path, she has been uneasy. Now that she has the first experience of a complete work, she has a clearer understanding of this path in her mind.

　　 With Wu Tao's affirmation, she is more confident.

　　Sun Xiaoyu can't wait to take the past, looking with interest.

　　 Not long after, Yang Zili, who was out of the sky, was also attracted by the comics and watched it with Sun Xiaoyu.

　　 Zhao Li was excited, and realized new problems.

　　 "But where Wang Yuejin is transferred now, we don't know. What should we do next?"

　　 Wu Tao raised his eyebrows: "It still needs to think, we don't know, your master must know! I don't need to teach you the rest, right?"

　　 After the two people in the front row finished watching, Yang Zili turned his head and asked with a puzzled look: "This villain is obviously Wang Yuejin, how can I change the name to Liu Yuejin?"

　　 Wu Tao said with a sullen smile: "I can only tell you that this is called art processing. It does not use a real person's name to avoid legal risks. As for other things, you can experience it by yourself."

　　Yang Zili murmured and repeated: "Liu Yuejin, Liu Yuejin..."

　　Hahaha...Zhao Li and Sun Xiaoyu beside them finally couldn't hold back, they laughed.

　　'Flowing menstruation...' Wu Tao shook his head secretly. Once this woman became dirty, she was simply unmatched.

　　 Sound and Body Comprehensive Office.

　　 As the facade of quality education in key high schools, teachers of music, art and physical education share a large office, and are no longer subdivided into the first, second and third grades.

　　 The office conditions are pretty good, but there are more people.

　　 When Zhao Li found the office, it happened that Qiu Xiaotian came back from the outside with the textbook, and it seemed that which class was robbed.

　　 "What are you looking for me?" Qiu Xiaotian leaned back in his chair, swaying in Erlangtang, looking very freehand.

　　 Zhao Li took two steps away in disgust, "Ms. Qiu, I recently drew a work, I want you to see it."

　　 "Oh?" Qiu Xiaotian looked surprised, and took a look at the hand-drawn manga: a gentle scum confession, just flipped through it, and he was attracted.

A few minutes later, Qiu Xiaotian finished reading, and immediately straightened his body and praised his eyes brightly: "That's right, Zhao Li, you have made progress faster than I thought! This time, regardless of the style or style of painting, The plot is all remarkable and interesting!"

　　 Zhao Li broke her hands and took the opportunity to behave: "Then you should give me some rewards?"

　　 "Yes! It's the reward." Qiu Xiaotian grinned; "Go ahead, what reward do you want?"

　　 Zhao Li suddenly raised her head and said: "I want to print a few copies of this work~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and distribute it to Wang Yuejin's school."

　　 Qiu Xiaotian whispered and said: "Zhao Li, this surname Wang has already been punished and has been transferred. You don't want to kill you like this, right?"

　　 "Teacher Qiu, do you think he will get lost, or change his past and wrongs?" Zhao Li gave Wu Tao's judgment to Qiu Xiaotian, and heard the other party's gloom.

　　 is just such a small amount of detail, Qiu Xiaotian always feels that he can't put down his body to do it.

Zhao Li immediately pulled back the hand-painted words: "Teacher Qiu, if you have concerns, you are afraid that Wang Yuejin's school name will tell me. I will do it myself! If you don't even want to tell me his school name, then I will paint this painting. How can I learn about painting? I just give up and forget about it."

　　 Qiu Xiaotian suddenly felt calm.

　　 I have to admit that the teacher's idea these days is still very pure, and it is worthy of the term ‘engineer of the human soul’.

　　 So when Zhao Li threatened to give up painting, Qiu Xiaotian immediately gave in.

　　 "Okay, leave it to me, in case something happens, I can take care of it." Qiu Xiaotian waved his hand and spoke hard, "Right, what about the cost of printing and dissemination?"

　　 Zhao Li pretended to be pitiful: "Teacher Chou, I am a poor student, how can I have money?"

　　 "Don't want to fool me, you can't think of this idea, you don't have that brain!" Qiu Xiaotian said with a certain tone: "It must be Wu Tao's idea. Will he have no money?"

　　 "He said you must have a way!" Zhao Li spit out fragrant tongue.

　　 Qiu Xiaotian didn’t make a mistake, and he thought about it for a while and said, “In this way, if you add the plot of my wit and courage in the principal’s office, then I’ll do it out of my own pocket. What do you think?”

"Row!"