But no one would think this sound is shameful. On the contrary, it is because of this sound that all the villagers know that everyone is beating their hearts.
Soon, a villager slapped his thigh and expressed his opinion: "Yue Wa, we are all ignorant. You are a university student from a prestigious university, so what you said must make sense. So, we will listen to and do whatever you say. We are not talking about making 500,000 or 600,000 yuan. Even if you can make 50,000 or 60,000 yuan, I, Sixth Dad, will thank you."
With someone taking the lead, the others seemed to be afraid that if they spoke too slowly, this good opportunity would be missed, and they also started to say that their families were willing.
"I think so too. Yuewa, you are a great guy. You always think of us villagers when you have good things to do. If you can really make money, our whole family will follow you."
"Oh, yes. We don't ask to make a lot of money. As long as we can make a little money, that's great."
"I used to be a capable Yuewa. See, she is not only capable but also kind-hearted. It's really not in vain that she grew up here."
"People like Yuewa who are well-educated are different. They make money more easily than us. We all follow you and we all believe in you."
"… "
There were also villagers who wanted Mingyue to teach them how to make money first.
Seeing this, others followed suit.
The villagers shouted "Yue Wa" in unison, and Mingyue's temples ached slightly.
This solved the problem of the villagers not wanting to start, but who to film first and what specific content to film became new problems.
For a moment, the whole yard was as lively as a vegetable market.
Liu Dabei's family, who lived not far away, naturally heard the noise as well.
Liu Dabei held the bowl and felt that the rice in the bowl no longer smelled good.
He spat fiercely on the ground and cursed through gritted teeth, "They are all snobs. It really makes my eyes swell when I see them. Do they think there will be some benefit from currying favor with Liu Mingyue? She didn't even invite her own father to dinner. It's obvious that she has no conscience."
Liu Dabei's wife put the bowl down heavily, and said with a stern face, "You knew Yuewa was making a lot of money, but you still insisted on offending her. Now, she ignores you and will definitely not help your son in the future. Are you relieved now? Are you feeling comfortable now?"
Liu Fanrong's face was not looking good. On the one hand, he felt that Liu Mingyue had gone too far and had slapped his family in the face. On the other hand, he was indeed a little panicked, fearing that Liu Mingyue would help other people in the village instead of himself.
Liu Dabei didn't think he did anything wrong. This was not the first time he had scolded Liu Mingyue since he was a child. He had scolded her even more harshly before.
Why could she tolerate it before but not now? Isn't it because she has grown wings and doesn't recognize people because she has money
In a word, it was all Liu Mingyue's fault. She was too good at pretending.
"Hmph, it's not certain that those people will have a good ending. I don't believe they can get any great advantage. Let's wait and see." Liu Dabei said with a gloomy expression and went straight into the house with the bowl in his hand.
When his wife heard him kicking the door loudly, her face became even uglier.
Liu Fanrong stared blankly in the direction of Liu Mingyue's house. He knew that the hustle and bustle over there had nothing to do with his family, and he couldn't tell the feeling in his heart.
Of course Mingyue didn’t know anything about Liu Dabei’s family. After all, she never planned to live in Liujia Village.
After a long time, the villagers slowly calmed down.
At this time, Mingyue asked the villagers who had finished eating to follow her to the side, saying that she wanted to think carefully about how to carry out the follow-up work. After hearing her words, how could the villagers still have the heart to eat? Even if they still wanted to eat, they quickly put down their chopsticks and followed her to the open space on the side.
Mingyue asked everyone to bring stools and sit down one by one. He counted the number of people in each household, and then pondered for a long time.
During this time, she looked at each person carefully, combining each person with the memory of the original owner in her mind, and finally managed to match everyone up.
When everyone was looked at by her, they felt uneasy in their hearts, afraid that they would be kicked out of the fortune-making team because of something wrong with them.
Especially those who had said bad things about Liu Mingyue in private, they were so regretful that their intestines turned green. At this moment, they kept swearing in their hearts that they would never say a bad word about her again.
Of course, Mingyue knew about those people who had been unkind to Liu Mingyue, and naturally would not let them be better than others, at least not in the next few years.
After waiting for a long time, Mingyue took out her phone and opened the memo. She looked at everyone and wrote down what they were saying:
"I've thought about it. Aunt Haiying cooks the best food. I can make you a food blogger. Well, I can cook for people to watch."
"Xiang Yaoba is good at handicrafts. You can develop into a handicraft expert. We can usually record some videos of you weaving bamboo baskets, making stools, etc."
"Sister Lan is thoughtful and good-looking. She can learn to make some ancient pastries. We can promote her as a traditional crafts anchor."
"Brother Qiwa and Brother Yongliang are young, so you can learn how to edit videos. You can also take over from me to manage the accounts in your respective rooms in the future."
"Aunt Zhou..."
"Peng San's father..."
As Mingyue listed the characteristics of everyone one by one, all the villagers' eyes were shining, and from time to time someone raised their hand and volunteered to talk about their own specialties.
The atmosphere in the whole yard was very good, and everyone seemed to have seen a bright future.
For the next few days, Mingyue went back and forth between the villagers' homes, designing their own scripts for them.
Of course, the script cannot be too outrageous, and the character settings are mostly consistent with themselves.
Mingyue put a lot of effort into this, and her cell phone memo was filled with writing.
But the rewards were also huge. When the villagers saw how dedicated she was, they trusted her even more and their relationship became closer.
Unlike the joy of the villagers in Liujia Village, when Liu Dadong finally arrived at the Agricultural University of Province N, he was stopped by the guard at the door.
The guard looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, who was dressed like a migrant worker, and frowned as he said, "Hey, big brother, this is a school. Outsiders are not allowed to enter."
Liu Dadong, whose butt was numb from sitting in the car, finally saw the shadow of the school, but he didn't expect that the guard would not let him in.
Liu Dadong frowned, "What are you waiting for? I am Liu Mingyue's old man. I came here specifically to look for her. Please let me in. I will leave as soon as I find her."
The security guard was not accommodating and even despised him even more because he could not understand his dialect.
Until then...