Chapter 114 Miaomiao, you are still heterosexual, right? Although Jiang Tianhao's first cooking was not very successful, the video data was very good, with tens of thousands of likes in just one week. The number of Douyin users has been expanding rapidly recently, so the data growth rate of Jiang Tianhao's account has also increased. When Lin Miaomiao saw that Jiang Tianhao's video data was so good, she turned around and asked Wu Xianyu "Xianyu, you said Haozi's videos are so good, how much money can he make?" Scratching his head, Wu Xianyu felt a little embarrassed. According to what he learned from Jiang Tianhao, he didn't make any money from Douyin at all. It was the local customers who brought a lot of consumption to the store. It's just that Douyin accounts are free and don't require much effort, so Jiang Tianhao felt that he had made some money. Seeing Wu Xianyu like this, Lin Miaomiao chuckled twice, lying in his arms and touching his nose with her finger. "You still say you can make money, but Haozi's videos are so good and you didn't make any money, you really don't have any business sense." He tilted his head back slightly, leaving Lin Miaomiao's fingers empty. Before Lin Miaomiao could retract her fingers, Wu Xianyu gently bit Lin Miaomiao's fingers, startling her and causing her body to tremble. "I was so scared, I thought there was a dog at home" Wu Xianyu opened his mouth and spit twice in disgust. "Did you not wash your hands after eating the snacks? They smell like the seasoning of the snacks." Looking at her fingers, Lin Miaomiao remembered that she seemed to have the habit of licking her fingers after eating snacks. She smiled broadly and looked at Wu Xianyu. "I washed it, but I washed it with my mouth. Do you mind?"
"I hate it, I really hate it, so I need you to wash my mouth." Before Lin Miaomiao could react, Wu Xianyu had already blocked Lin Miaomiao's lips. Lin Miaomiao clenched her hands into small fists and hammered on Wu Xianyu's chest in dissatisfaction, but the force became weaker and weaker. Finally, she silently hugged Wu Xianyu's neck and threw herself into him. Deng Xiaoqi's home, bedroom. Deng Xiaoqi felt a little disappointed seeing that there were only a few people in the live broadcast room. Qian Sanyi had nothing to do after going to school, so she tried to start a live broadcast. She thought that even if not all of her more than 10,000 fans could watch the live broadcast, there would at least be a few thousand people. But after half an hour of live broadcast, there were still only a few people. “Why didn’t I go to school?” Seeing the comments, Deng Xiaoqi read them out, propped up her chin with her hand, and answered as if she was chatting with a friend. "My health is not very good. I just had an operation. I am not very suitable for school. My family hired a tutor for me. My academic score is enough for an art student for the time being." "What kind of surgery? This is not a very convenient answer." "Hahahaha, why do you praise me for being pretty as soon as you come in? I feel embarrassed." Deng Xiaoqi felt relaxed for the first time in a long time. There were not so many people in the live broadcast room, which was more suitable for chatting. After broadcasting for more than an hour, Deng Xiaoqi felt a little tired, yawned and said goodbye to the audience. "Everyone, I feel a little tired. I'm going to end the show now. I'll continue next time. Bye, bye, see you next time." After turning off the live broadcast, Deng Xiaoqi was still in a good mood. By the way, she took a look at the gains from her live broadcast. She was shocked when she saw it. By the time the live broadcast ended, there were already thousands of people watching the live broadcast. The gifts were not many, maybe only a few dozen yuan, and even if she shared one with Douyin, it might not be enough for a snack, but Deng Xiaoqi was still shocked. Not making any money and making little money are two different concepts. If I work hard and live stream for a longer period of time, can I make more money? This idea is like a bunch of weeds, growing and spreading in Deng Xiaoqi's heart. Qian Sanyi has not been in a very good mood recently because Deng Xiaoqi has paid less attention to him recently. It seems that she has put all her energy into live streaming. Every night she would excitedly tell him how many people watched her live streaming today, how many fans she gained, and how many gifts she received. But Qian Sanyi calculated that Deng Xiaoqi could only earn a thousand yuan from a few days of live streaming, and the cost of him going out to compete was more than that. He didn't understand why Deng Xiaoqi was so happy and excited about this and invested more energy in it. bell-- The bell rang, and Zhao Rongbao on the podium finished his lecture quickly, and then said something else. "This year's New Year's Eve party will still be held as normal, but except for the art students, all of us seniors are not required to attend. You can just go and watch it. Okay, let's go home from school." After finishing his talk, Zhao Rongbao did not waste any time and walked out of the classroom with his lesson plan. No one in the class cared about what Zhao Rongbao said last. After all, there were no art students in the class anymore. Everyone walked out of the classroom in groups of three or four.
Qian Sanyi packed up his things, walked out of the classroom, got on his bike and rushed home. After returning home, Qian Sanyi took advantage of the time when Pei Yin was still cooking and went to Deng Xiaoqi's house downstairs. The nanny opened the door for Qian Sanyi. Just as he was about to knock on Deng Xiaoqi's bedroom door, he heard the sound of Deng Xiaoqi's live broadcast from inside, and Qian Sanyi put his hand down. After playing with her phone in the living room for a while, Deng Xiaoqi ended the live broadcast, walked out of the room, sat next to Qian Sanyi, put her arms around his neck and kissed him on the face. "A viewer just sent me a gift, so I stayed on the air a little longer. I didn't mean to stand you up." "fine" Qian Sanyi said this, but his eyes were still on his phone, and he continued to talk. "If you ask me, you'd better not waste too much energy on live streaming. You can use this time to read books or practice dancing. When you get into college, you will have plenty of time for live streaming." "I received nearly three thousand yuan worth of gifts today" Deng Xiaoqi interrupted Qian Sanyi's chatter and looked at him with sparkling eyes. "I just took a look at the backstage. I can get a total of 5,000 yuan in share for the half month of live broadcasting, which is 10,000 yuan a month. What kind of job can earn 10,000 yuan a month now? And my live broadcasting still has room for growth. I know you are not short of money, but your money is still yours. I want to save some money for myself. This is my dowry. If the dowry is less, will your family look down on me?" Qian Sanyi turned to look at Deng Xiaoqi, and seeing the mist in her eyes, she became at a loss. She wanted to reach out to wipe away her tears, but Deng Xiaoqi was one step faster and held back her tears. She let out a long sigh and looked at Qian Sanyi with a faint smile on her face. "Yi Yi, I know I haven't paid much attention to you recently. When Auntie leaves, remember to come over and I'll make it up to you." As she spoke, Deng Xiaoqi kissed Qian Sanyi on the cheek. Qian Sanyi looked at Deng Xiaoqi, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, unable to say no. At night, Deng Xiaoqi lay on Qian Sanyi's chest. As if she suddenly thought of something, she looked up at Qian Sanyi who was about to fall asleep. "By the way, Yiyi, when I was live streaming today, I met a teacher who claimed to be from Beijing Film Academy. He said he was very optimistic about me and hoped that I could apply for Beijing Film Academy. It just so happens that my original ideal school was Beijing Film Academy. Isn't that a coincidence?" "Ok?" Qian Sanyi perked up a little. He felt that this matter was too coincidental. He thought about it with his remaining little rationality and said: "I don't think it's reliable, so I'd better not contact it too much and just treat it as an ordinary audience." "I see" Deng Xiaoqi nodded obediently and pushed Qian Sanyi "Don't sleep here with me, or it will be so embarrassing if your mother comes knocking on the door again." "understood" Qian Sanyi took a deep breath, stood up, put on his clothes, and went back to his room upstairs. Deng Xiaoqi also climbed up from the bed in the guest room and returned to her bedroom. Although she didn't have to clean the room, she still didn't want her room to be tainted with Qian Sanyi's smell. Lying in her own bed, smelling the familiar smell, Deng Xiaoqi turned on her phone, clicked on an account she had just added, and sent a message "Teacher Wang, are you really a teacher from Beijing Film Academy?" Before Monday's exercise, Jiang Tianhao watched Wu Xianyu doing exercises slowly and couldn't help asking: "No, Xianyu, you should start taking care of your health at your age. Do you have to be so curly?" Wu Xianyu glanced at Jiang Tianhao without interrupting his breathing. After practicing this section of Eight Section Brocade, he felt a lot more relaxed physically and mentally. Then he said to Jiang Tianhao, "I won't say anything else. Eight Section Brocade is good for strengthening virility. Do you want to practice it?" "Brother, call me next time" Jiang Tianhao held Wu Xianyu's shoulder with a serious face, indicating that he must take him to practice together when the time comes. Wu Xianyu guessed this would happen, curled his lips, and slapped Jiang Tianhao's hand away, but Jiang Tianhao still refused to give in. "Brother, dear brother, godfather!!" Hearing Jiang Tianhao's call, Wu Xianyu stopped and turned to look at Jiang Tianhao with a complicated expression. "You've called me like that, and if I don't agree you'll think I'm ungrateful, so come practice with me after dinner tonight."
"Okay, godfather." Wu Xianyu also had a sudden urge to exercise, but he didn't want to be too tired, otherwise he would not be able to study. When I was resting at home, I accidentally saw a teaching video of Ba Duan Jin on Bilibili. It happened that Wu Xianyu had also learned it in college, so he had the basics, so he just started practicing. So far, the effect seems to be good, at least it makes me feel more energetic. As for the aphrodisiac effect, I haven't tried it, so I don't know. Half an hour after dinner, Jiang Tianhao followed Wu Xianyu to the playground and found a place with few people to learn. Wu Xianyu thought that Jiang Tianhao, who exercises regularly, should find this easy, but he kept crying out in pain, leaving Wu Xianyu speechless. "No, Haozi, you were yelling like that, I almost thought you didn't have many days left to live. This is something that even people in their seventies and eighties can do, why is it so difficult for you?" “It really hurts.” Jiang Tianhao rubbed his shoulders, grimacing in pain. He just crossed his hands and raised his palms to the sky, but he felt a tearing pain in his shoulders and couldn't help but screaming out. Wu Xianyu saw that he didn't seem to be pretending, and he became a little uncertain. He looked at Jiang Tianhao. "Well, it's not a muscle strain, try stretching slowly." Jiang Tianhao stretched his arm tentatively and felt a slight pain, but it didn't seem like a muscle strain. After all, Jiang Tianhao had experience with this. Seeing that Jiang Tianhao could make a move directly after a few attempts, Wu Xianyu felt relieved and said unhappily "You are just too stiff. Stretch more often. Didn't you do sports before? Why is your body so stiff?" Jiang Tianhao smiled awkwardly. He never took it seriously when the coach asked them to stretch and warm up, but now he realized the problem. After reluctantly practicing Ba Duan Jin with Wu Xianyu, Jiang Tianhao felt sore all over and sweat on his forehead. He dragged his body back to the dormitory and wiped it with hot water. Jiang Tianhao yawned and climbed back to bed. He soon fell asleep and snored slightly. Sun Chuanchu was doing his homework on the table. When he heard Jiang Tianhao's snoring, he looked as if he had seen a ghost. "Why did Haozi go to bed so early today?" Wu Xianyu glanced at Jiang Tianhao's bed and said in a tone that showed no surprise. "Maybe he's tired. He just went out for exercise with me and his body is too stiff." "What's so powerful? It can also help you fall asleep quickly." "Actually, it's the same if you go out and run a couple of laps. When you're tired, you'll fall asleep quickly." “Forget it then” Sun Chuanchu has no interest in exercising, otherwise how would he get so fat? “Oh, this exercise has another effect.” Wu Xianyu turned the page of the paper in his hand and said something casually. Sun Chuanchu cooperated and continued. "Really? Tell me about it." "It can improve sexual performance. Although I haven't tried it myself, many people who have practiced it say so." Sun Chuan's pen stopped sliding, looked up at Wu Xianyu, and then spoke "Brother Xianyu, you know, I love exercising the most." The next morning, students from other classes looked at the boys from the science class doing exercises slowly with strange expressions. Only Wu Xianyu, who was standing in the team of the liberal arts class, had a complicated expression on his face. He couldn't help but shake his head and sigh. "Men, no matter how old you are, you can never replenish your kidneys or strengthen your yang." Today is the last day of December. Tonight is the school's New Year's Eve party, which is also Wu Xianyu's last New Year's Eve party at Elite Middle School. He did not participate in the performance at this party because he did not have the time to rehearse.
It was Mai Ju who attended the party. She was an art student and was not that stressed out by her academic subjects. The evening party started, and the songs were still warming up the audience. After watching a few programs, it was finally Mai Ju's program. When I heard the host announce "Next, it's the dance performance by Mai Ju from Class 6 of Senior Grade 3." Lin Miaomiao excitedly patted Wu Xianyu who was sitting in front of her. "Xianyu Xianyu, hurry up, it's time for Orange's show, hurry up and applaud" "I know, I know. It's drumming right now." Wu Xianyu was a little helpless. He didn't have the artistic talent to appreciate any dance. It was impossible for Mai Ju, a dancer, to sing. However, contrary to Wu Xianyu and most people’s expectations, including Lin Miaomiao, Mai Ju did perform a dance, but it was not the dance they imagined, but street dance. "If Hua Tuo were alive again, he would cure our worship of foreign things; foreigners would come to learn Chinese characters to stimulate our national consciousness." Accompanied by the music of Jay Chou's "Compendium of Materia Medica", Mai Jie was dressed in hip-hop style, with her original ponytail tied into two pigtails, and her head poking out from under the baseball cap that covered half of her face. He wore a loose jacket, but during the intense movement, the jacket was pulled up, revealing his firm abdomen with faint abdominal muscles. Lin Miaomiao was stunned. Mai Jue said that the dance they were performing was this one. Didn't she practice ballet? When did she switch to street dance? At this time, Wu Xianyu in the front row turned his head and looked at Lin Miaomiao with a dim look in his eyes. "Miao Miao, let me confirm again, you are still heterosexual, right?" (End of this chapter)