Then this sand sculpture became popular among students, and all kinds of stalks came.
Zeng Tingting couldn't say anything, and asked her mother, "Do you know what happened online?"
"What happened?" Ning Shu asked indifferently.
"Is that what you did is real?" Zeng Tingting asked.
Ning Shu nodded, "Of course it is true. Within half a month, your appetite will double."
Zeng Tingting:...
Who wants to become a rice bucket, no, the point is not why my mom would have such a thing
If it's a hot spot, it's shameful enough and shameful enough.
This is something no one believes.
Ning Shu said to her daughter: "You can practice for a while, not to mention what you can do to build your body."
Zeng Tingting:...
I don't want to practice this kind of sand sculpture at all.
Ning Shu curled his lips, "Just forget it if you don't want to practice, I've been practicing."
Zeng Tingting: "Enough sand sculpture to be my mother."
Because this dynamic grabbing volume reached five thousand, according to Ning Shu's small transparency like a deep sea suffocation, five thousand forwarding volume is already very good.
Netizens have big brains and created all kinds of stalks. Anyway, Ning Shu is a serious and serious science spreading peerless martial arts, but netizens are not serious at all.
All the attention has been paid for a while.
So Ning Shu began to send messages again, "[Peerless martial arts jpg] Forward this peerless martial arts, you will have good luck and a healthy body."
Zeng Tingting:...
Zeng Xian:...
I heard that the eldest aunt started to run her own blogger account, Zeng Xian secretly followed her, but once opened, this kind of weird style of painting.
Ning Shu thought that this account was pretty good, probably because he complied with the destiny and promoted peerless martial arts.
After all, these small worlds were born of peerless martial arts, and the promotion of peerless martial arts is also good for the small world.
After Ning Shu's news, various stalks came out again.
Ning Shu changed his account to Feng Shui Master.
There will never be a shortage of sand sculptures in this world. Some sand sculptures actually started to practice this thing as Ning Shu said, and they have not yet broadcast the clock.
It also attracted a lot of traffic, and people have a herd mentality, and such curious methods can also attract traffic and attention.
If you have traffic, you will have everything, and you will have the world.
No matter how you own the traffic.
This account is running well, and it's a little bit cheaper.
Soon someone came to buy Ningshu's account, and the account with traffic is the money.
Ning Shu didn't sell it, and she still had a fortune-telling.
Every day, there are people under the account asking for follow-up of peerless martial arts. Ning Shu only makes four grids for each update, and the update content is very small.
I won’t get it all at once, and I have to maintain an account.
Sometimes there will be an advertising link below, this link is the business to advertise the money.
The money is counted by clicking. As for whether people buy things or not, it doesn't matter.
Zeng Xian and Zeng Tingting are really hard to describe in one word. She never expected that she would raise her account in such a sand-sculpted way.
Zeng Xian would click into the link every time, after all, one more time, maybe she would get a penny more.
If she earns money, she won't have to stare at his parents' compensation.
With money in hand, Zeng Xian feels that he has a lot of temper, and even his EQ and IQ are online, so he is not very angry.
But the most difficult thing in the world is not knowing how to have money.
The only way to relieve worries is to get rich.
At the beginning, Ning Shu's income was not high, but compared with the hard work of the factory, it was very relaxed at home, and no one was staring at it all the time.
It's so beautiful when I wake up naturally.
And the traffic still has traffic money.
Now Ning Shu also has the strength and time to build spirit. In the factory, working non-stop every day, tired and half-dead going home just want to sleep, nothing else.
Now I can sit on the mask and enjoy life.
Just like when Ning Shu was exhausted on the run before, no matter how good or not he looked, he was alive and well.
But as he grew stronger, he began to pay attention to his appearance. After all, he needed to communicate and face more people.
It's too dark in the deep sea, and the creatures on the bottom of the sea are blind and long, and no one can see it anyway.
Only with the material foundation can there be spiritual construction.
Zeng Tingting feels that her mother is living younger and younger, and the house is clean and without any strange smell. When she comes home, she feels very happy, and she doesn't feel cramped or uncomfortable at all.
That kind of spiritual pleasure is really very comfortable.
Zeng Zhiqiang also accepted Ning Shu's fiddle with computers and mobile phones. He was an honest person and didn't have such contact with these things. It was somewhat difficult to accept new things.
He waved his hand after watching it, unable to understand the world of young people.
Life flies easily, time flies quickly, anyway, Ning Shu feels that the time spent in the past is like a year.
In a blink of an eye, Zeng Xian was already in his second year of high school. He had a relatively good grade in the final exam of the first year of high school. Among the 63 students in the class, he had 35 students, and he was not the last one.
There will be a parent-teacher meeting in the first year of high school. Ning Shu asked Zeng Xian, "Is it still the head teacher?"
"No, it's already divided into subjects. She is probably going to teach liberal arts." Zeng Xian said.
Ning Shu shook his head.
When I signed up, I saw Teacher Zhao, and the expressions of Zeng Xian and Teacher Zhao became a bit difficult to describe.
She didn't want to teach Zeng Xian anymore. Although Zeng Xian had already studied hard and made progress every day, she was upset when she saw him, and there was no way.
Especially when I saw Ning Shu, his expression became even more ugly.
Ning Shu seemed to have never happened before, and smiled brilliantly at Teacher Zhao, "Mr. Zhao, it's really fate, or you teach our children."
"Please take good care of him. He has been educated by me. He will never be like before. Don't worry."
Zhao:…
hehe…
Do you remember what happened
Teacher Zhao wanted to stretch her face in front of her, do you remember
"Heh, can I still pick students?" Teacher Zhao said coldly.
Ning Shu's face turned cold at once, and without warning, Mr. Zhao was taken aback and stopped talking to Ning Shu and other parents.
I'm afraid she will suddenly have some mental illness, even if Teacher Zhao feels resentful in her heart, it is undeniable that there is a shadow in her heart.
Ning Shu didn't expect Teacher Zhao to be caring about Zeng Xian, but don't always hold on to Zeng Xian, just ignore it.
Fairness cannot be fair, and it is impossible to be fair in this life. After all, people's hearts are crooked.
Zeng Xian is not a likable virtue.
After finishing Zeng Xian's affairs, Ning Shu began to enjoy life.
Ning Shu doesn’t have to go to school once for a semester now.
(End of this chapter)