Jiang Xingzhou was immersed in his own grand plan and was a little excited for a moment. He was thinking in his mind how to run the business in the future and how to make use of the free traffic.
Song Ci was getting a little anxious and had been sitting on the sofa for several minutes. Jiang Xingzhou had been typing quickly on his phone with his head down, and then clicked on the video, but didn't talk to her.
"Jiang Xingzhou?" she called cautiously.
Jiang Xingzhou then pulled himself out of his own world and looked at her with some apology.
After coughing twice, he adjusted his expression and tried his best to calmly tell Song Ci about his plan.
If you don't seize the free traffic, you won't know when the next time you'll get such traffic.
"But in this case, you will have to show your face. Isn't that a bad thing?" This is what Song Ci is worried about.
She was too embarrassed to even reveal her voice, and now she had to ask Jiang Xingzhou to show his face. She felt very troubled.
"It's okay, it's not a big problem. Besides, I don't go out much, so it's not a big problem. But for you, the traffic this time is hard-earned. You can start operating the video account earlier and realize the cash earlier. Isn't that better?"
This sudden influx of traffic disrupted the lives of two people.
Although they were confident that their plans would become popular when they were working on various projects, they didn't know when that would happen. This unexpected traffic gave them hope in advance.
Jiang Xingzhou didn't want to give up this opportunity.
Song Dynasty porcelain is extremely tangled.
"If that's the case, do we still have to pretend to be boyfriend and girlfriend?"
"Well, this was originally part of our plan. It's just that I changed from not showing my face to showing it now. I'm fine, you don't have to worry." He comforted Song Ci.
Song Ci lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
After a while, she raised her head and looked at Jiang Xingzhou firmly: "Then when we make money, let's split it in half."
After all, the traffic this time was also due to Jiang Xingzhou, and Jiang Xingzhou will have to appear in future videos, so this account will completely belong to the two of them.
It is only right that the money earned should be divided equally.
Jiang Xingzhou was stunned. It turned out that Song Ci was still worried about this. Song Ci was really meticulous.
He now completely treated this account as his own child. He had not thought about the remuneration at all among those grand plans just now. Now that Song Ci took the initiative to bring it up, he no longer acted pretentiously.
"Then I will help with editing and filming," he said.
The current goal is to build up this account.
"good!"
"But we can change the way we shoot in the future. Since we want to go for a couple style, this suggestion is a good one." Jiang Xingzhou pointed to one of the comments and showed it to Song Ci.
The comments were to let them go for a lifestyle approach, without deliberately copying a certain dish like this, but to focus more on home cooking. Filming the process of Song Ci learning to cook can also be considered a record.
Jiang Xingzhou thought this was a good suggestion.
At that time, I will combine it with the previous comment about asking him to taste the food, which will also be a good selling point.
"What do you think?"
"Sure," Song Ci said, "but this seems a bit troublesome. Will it waste too much of your time?"
Jiang Xingzhou shook his head: "It's OK, just record it when you are cooking. You don't need to record it at other times. It's quite convenient. Besides, this is also my career, how can it be considered a waste of time."
"Yeah, then let's record it tomorrow and try it out. If the response is good, we can keep doing it."
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The next day Jiang Xingzhou did not sleep in. He got up at around seven in the morning. When he came out to wash up, he happened to run into Song Ci who had just gone out.
Seeing him walking towards the bathroom, Song Ci blushed and stopped: "You go first."
She ran back to her room with red ears.
Well, it’s so awkward to run into him at this time. I don’t know what he’s going to do. So humiliating.
Jiang Xingzhou blinked his eyes. Why was Song Ci embarrassed when he went to wash his face and brush his teeth
not understand.
After washing up quickly, he went to knock on Song Ci's door: "I'm fine, you go wash up."
In the room, Song Ci's fever, which had just subsided, rose again instantly. She responded but did not move. She waited for several minutes before going out to wash up.
Jiang Xingzhou came out of the room and asked Song Ci: "I'm going to buy breakfast. Should I bring you something?"
"One Xianggu bun and a cup of soy milk will be enough. Thank you."
Jiang Xingzhou laughed, took his keys and went out to buy breakfast.
There was a breakfast shop downstairs, and Jiang Xingzhou bought his breakfast in just a few minutes.
The buns are 50 cents each, not too big, but not too small either, which is quite reasonable.
Song Ci only ate one, so Jiang Xingzhou simply bought one for two yuan and ate three himself. He also bought two cups of soy milk to take back.
After returning, Song Ci had finished washing up, and Jiang Xingzhou called her to eat.
Song Ci's short legs ran over: "The money has been transferred to you~"
She sat down next to Jiang Xingzhou. There was no longer room for someone to sit between them as before. Today, they were very close to each other, only a fist's distance away.
Jiang Xingzhou glanced at Song Ci silently, then returned his gaze to breakfast. He took out a cup of soy milk for Song Ci, then pointed at one of the buns and said, "This is the one with the Xianggu filling you asked for."
Song Ci stretched out her white and tender little hand and picked up the bun: "Thank you."
It was still a little hot, so she immediately put the bun on the lid of the soy milk bottle.
Jiang Xingzhou felt a little embarrassed when he looked over. It was his fault for not thinking it through. He should at least give the girl a bag.
But the buns he bought were put in one bag, three buns for him and one for Song Ci. This arrangement was very normal.
He coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment and changed the subject: "Is one bun enough for you?"
"That's enough," Song Ci looked over with a smile on her face, "Isn't there still a cup of soy milk? Thank you for today."
The sweet girl’s smile is so sweet that it can kill you. She is obedient, soft and sweet. Jiang Xingzhou almost drowned in Song Ci’s sweet smile.
His cheeks were slightly hot, and he lowered his head and said, "Eat quickly."
"Hmm~"
As the two people spent more and more time together in the living room, the trash can in the living room was covered with a trash bag to make it easier to throw away the trash produced by the two people in the living room.
After breakfast, the garbage was thrown into the trash can. Jiang Xingzhou asked, "Do you want to buy ingredients later?"
"Yes," Song Ci rubbed her full stomach, "I need to buy seasonings and ingredients for today's dish."
"What are you going to do today?"
"Scrambled eggs with tomatoes ~ that's what you said before." Song Ci laughed again.
The dimple appeared again.
Song Ci seemed particularly happy today, and there was no sign of the nervous and overwhelmed look he had when someone knocked on his door.
It is for this reason that the confident and cheerful Song Dynasty porcelain looks so attractive.
Jiang Xingzhou looked away.