The hosts have received professional training and have strong field control skills. However, facing Wei Ye's answer, even though he had experienced many battles, he was unable to answer the question for a while. In order not to be silent, I could only say stiffly: "You are really good at joking."
Wei Ye glanced at her, pursed his thin lips into a mean straight line, and did not answer.
The scene was once so embarrassing that it was suffocating.
The host continued to save the situation with a stiff smile: "It can be seen that you have high hopes for your child. As an elder, what do you want to say to him, or what are your expectations?"
Wei Ye: "There is an ancient saying: I will watch the crab with cold eyes to see how long you can run wild."
five star hotel.
Fang Shan and Wei Sushen were lying on the big bed, simply covering themselves with quilts and watching TV.
The high-definition camera shows every change in Wei Ye's expression perfectly.
Fang Shan's eyes never left the picture on the TV for a moment, and he said with infinite emotion: "I think what he really wants to say is, 'Why don't you rise to the height of 90,000 miles when the wind blows?'"
"..." Wei Sushen pressed his eyebrows: "When will the live broadcast end?"
Fang Shan searched the Internet: "5:30."
Wei Sushen looked at the time and saw that fifteen minutes was still enough. He first verified the players on the social platform, and then forwarded the program team's trailer to build momentum for himself.
His current number of fans is 180,000, and with the spread of online news, it will be easy to make further breakthroughs.
Fang Shan: "The difficulty of this daily task is not to accumulate fans, but to hold large-scale lectures."
Netizens may follow someone because they are funny or entertaining, but if you want them to become a real consumer group, you must make them recognize your talent and be willing to pay for the tickets.
Wei Sushen nodded. After gaining popularity, this was the first point he needed to consider.
Fang Shan is confident in this.
A real rich man's son, down-to-earth and handsome, netizens still like him very much. If it were another person who made these remarks, he probably wouldn't be able to stir up any waves.
"Change the name." Fang Shan suggested: "The current name of the host is too esoteric, and many people may not be able to find it."
Wei Sushen muted the sound: "What do you think it should be called?"
Fang Shan stopped paying attention to Wei Ye who was being interviewed and said casually: "National husband, national male god and so on."
Wei Sushen calmly typed out a string of characters: the pride of the whole village.
Fang Shan: "... Come on, you are so fashionable."
Seeing that there were many comments on Wei Sushen's Weibo, Fang Shan picked a few replies for him. After Wei Sushen got his phone back, he glanced at it casually and turned it off.
There are still two minutes left before the end of the live broadcast.
Turn off the sound of the TV and just watch the picture, but you can more clearly understand the emotions conveyed by the changes in the host's expression.
When he finally stood up to shake hands and say goodbye, Fang Shan clearly saw the host heaving a sigh of relief.
He turned off the TV and got out of bed and poured a glass of warm water for Wei Sushen: "Is it a bit of a fuss?"
Based on Wei Ye's interview status today, it can be judged that the other party has already watched "The Super Orator". Since there was no trouble last night, maybe this matter will go away like this.
Knowing a father better than a son, Wei Sushen raised the corners of his lips coldly: "During the interval, he must have been thinking about ways to punish me."
A man's Adam's apple has a unique charm when he drinks water, and Wei Sushen is no exception.
Fang Shan had no intention of admiring the beauty, as if thinking about a long philosophical truth: "Are you... really father and son?"
This is no longer just a trap for each other, it is clearly a rhythm that will push the other party to hell.
Wei Sushen said calmly: "When I was five years old, he told me that I was actually the son of a god, and he was the father of all gods."
"..." Fang Shan adjusted his expression and asked tentatively: "Don't you believe it?"
Wei Sushen emphasized: "I was only five years old at that time."
Fang Shan: "What happened next?"
Wei Sushen: "My father said that God wants to listen to human prayers, so he sent me to learn eight languages."
According to Jiang Meiling's educational philosophy, children do not need to be particularly outstanding; a beautiful and happy childhood is more important. Before he was ten years old, because of Wei Ye's remarks, he was convinced of the identity of the so-called god. He took every moment to learn the languages and cultures of various countries in order to complete his mission before he reached adulthood.
After a long silence, Fang Shan didn't know what to say to comfort him. In the end, those unspeakable feelings turned into a shallow sigh, and he patted Wei Su Shen on the shoulder comfortingly: "Know your shame and then be brave."
Not long after, he couldn't hold back his curiosity: "Why hasn't Wei Su Pei achieved your level of achievement?"
Wei Sushen: "He had nothing to learn, so he thought he was the god of food and ate him alive to become what he is now."
Fang Shan was silent again.
Compared with Wei Ye, his tricks of deceiving people are really nothing. The latter was so sick that he even refused to spare his children.
Not daring to think too deeply, Fang Shan began to search for video materials of large-scale lectures. To his disappointment, even if he is a master of public speaking, it is difficult for him to win every audience.
"Ten lectures are held a year, and on average one lecture takes more than a month." Fang Shan frowned: "Time is very tight, we must ensure that no one fails."
Wei Sushen: "You can use the identity of a successful entrepreneur."
Fang Shan turned to look at him.
Wei Sushen said slowly: "The school will be a good publicity point."
Universities occasionally invite outstanding entrepreneurs or alumni to give lectures.
Fang Shan said bluntly: "It's not easy to wait for their invitation."
Wei Sushen once again gave a familiar answer: "Smash it with money."
“…”
"I will ask Arthur to contact several schools and propose funding to build teaching buildings. Naturally, they will not refuse the lectures."
"It's a good idea." Fang Shan nodded: "There's just one thing. Since the requirements specifically mention 'large', there must be requirements for the number of people. The school is a good platform, but it may not be able to achieve 100% effect."
Wei Sushen narrowed his eyes. It was indeed not easy to do this.
Fang Shan suddenly smiled: "We already have a preliminary plan, the only thing left to achieve is practice. Just improve the specific details."
I didn’t leave the hotel in the evening and ordered a high-end meal.
Fang Shan abandoned the steak and drank red wine happily: "The host has been shut down for two hours. I wonder what the scene is outside now?"
Wei Sushen took a sip of red wine and could roughly imagine something. After a while, he sighed softly and looked out at the dim night.
Wei Ye is a smart man and will probably take advantage of this opportunity to move back first.
The Wei family villa can be seen from a long distance away at night.
The fountain is turned off at night, and the night breeze replaces the coolness of the splashing water.
Chen Bingying had just left not long ago, and the little fat man was painfully reviewing his homework under the supervision of the housekeeper. Hearing the movement outside the door, the little fat man threw the book aside and ran over quickly.
After looking through the peephole, he didn't help open the door. Instead, he shouted to the people upstairs: "Mom, the angel with broken wings has gone home!"
Jiang Meiling walked down the stairs, and almost at the same time, Wei Ye opened the door and came in.
Jiang Meiling looked at him with hidden sympathy.
Wei Ye had already thought of a way to deal with Wei Su Shen, but to his surprise, the other party shut down his phone and couldn't find his location. He could only keep his complaints in his heart.
Businessmen always put profits first. Wei Ye put aside his thoughts of revenge and seized this opportunity as much as possible to take advantage of his wife's mercy and return home.
After being husband and wife for so many years, Jiang Meiling also took advantage of the opportunity to give him a step down, but she still said: "Come back so soon?"
In order to win sympathy, Wei Ye went beyond the limit and said in a rather exaggerated way: "Everyone outside is watching my joke."
Jiang Meiling naturally didn't believe his lies. Even if others had any ideas, they would not be fearless enough to express them in front of Wei Ye. Shaking his head, he finally relented and went over to help him carry his luggage into the house.
Wei Ye took a sip of the ice water handed over by the butler. The temperature of his voice was almost the same as the temperature of the water: "When that little bastard comes back, he will suffer."
Jiang Meiling was unexpectedly calm: "The law of heaven shows that retribution is not good, so just treat it like retribution."
Wei Ye frowned.
Jiang Meiling reminded lightly: "The son of God."
Wei Ye's rare look showed a hint of guilt.
"One drink and one peck. He just said on TV that you are the guardian sweetheart. It's good that he didn't shake the father of the gods."
When the little fat man who was watching the show heard this, the fat on his body began to tremble with anger. Although he became a fat man because he didn't know how to control himself in the past, part of the reason must be attributed to the other party.
Sensing his accusing gaze, Wei Ye sneered: "The same motivation strategy, but you two brothers have completely different development directions."
As a reference to a failed life, the little fat man's resentment comes to an end.
After Wei Sushen, Wei Ye's interview was screenshotted and made into an emoticon package with the text "Guardian Angel". Different from the real situation, netizens’ thoughts went to the other extreme—
Am I the only one who thinks Guardian Sweetheart and Guardian Angel are really sweet? "
"+1 upstairs, this strong father-son love makes my girl's heart full."
"Both of them seem to be serious people. I didn't expect that their daily interactions would be so down-to-earth."
“…”
When people see that the relationship between the relatives of the super rich is similar to that of ordinary families, it is easy to develop a good impression. This is a very subtle psychology. It is probably because those TV dramas in the past overly depicted the struggles of wealthy families, and when people hear this word, they naturally think of fighting for family property.
When Fang Shan came across these comments at the hotel, he couldn't help but use his trumpet to reply to the most liked comment: Thinking too much. They just want to trick each other to death.
However, after a while, I received a lot of abuse.
"Some people are just jealous."
"Sour grapes."
"Both the parties involved have admitted that they want to be each other's angels and don't understand what's so sour about it."
There were also many people who scolded him in private messages. Fang Shan let out a light "ha" and picked a few people to launch long personal attacks on him, as if he was about to take action.
Wei Sushen frowned slightly: "What are you going to do?"
Fang Shan sneered: "Follow the network cable and hack their computers."
Wei Sushen's eyes froze for a moment.
Fang Shan shrugged: "As a highly intelligent system, it is a basic configuration to hit people along the network cable."
Using a glass of wine to attract his attention, Wei Sushen temporarily confiscated Fang Shan's cell phone, looking at each other seriously and saying: "Stay away from the Internet, cherish life."
Fang Shan nodded equally seriously and said sincerely: "I cherish life."
"It makes you cherish other people's lives."
Fang Shan raised his eyebrows and moved his thin lips without making a sound, which was regarded as a tacit agreement. However, within three seconds, he muttered: "I just want to put a sack on him and give him a good beating. It won't kill anyone."
At best, it's a bit bad in nature.
Wei Sushen was watching the video of the speech and gave a perfunctory 'en'.
Looking at his aloof expression, Fang Shan curled his lips slightly: "If someone scolds the host, up to the level of scolding his father, mother, and three generations, wouldn't you want to beat him?"
"It's not advisable to hit people," Wei Sushen frowned. "In terms of realm, it's not much different from verbal violence."
Fang Shan thought about it and it seemed to make some sense, and he was taught: "What will you do, endure it?"
Wei Sushen glanced at him: "Of course I want to make the other party bankrupt."
Fang Shan was speechless.
Night comes very early in the hotel, and staying here seems to bring endless sleepiness.
The outline of Wei Sushen's facial features was quite profound and charming under the light. Fang Shan admired the beauty without blinking and suddenly felt sleepy. Yawned: "Becoming a speaker does not happen in a day. Going to bed early and getting up early is a good habit."
Looking at the time, Wei Sushen took a sip of tea and said, "You go to sleep first, and I'll watch for a while."
Without playing devil's advocate, Fang Shan raised his head and looked at the ceiling, suddenly remembering what happened not long after they met. At that time, Wei Sushen was going to be a teacher at Egger College, so he directly took out his ready-made teacher qualification certificate. At the time, he thought it was ridiculous and thought it was a false witness, but now that he thought about it, it was most likely true.
This person has never been one to sit back and wait for things to happen. Diving certificates, swimming training classes... It sounds ridiculous, but he is preparing seriously.
"Pity."
Fang Shan's murmur successfully attracted Wei Sushen's attention: "What are you regretting?"
Fang Shan sighed: "Your family has ruined you."
Wei Su looked at him carefully for a few seconds, thinking that he had heard wrongly. Fang Shan analyzed with his fingers: "Similar to the host's down-to-earth and willing to learn character, if he is born in a bad environment, he will definitely be able to work hard and complete the transformation from a slum boy to the father of a business empire."
Wei Sushen was helpless and did not interrupt his soliloquy, letting the system immerse itself in the world of fantasy.
Unknowingly, the hour hand slipped by another tick, and he turned the phone back on before going to sleep. As expected, he received dozens of missed calls from Wei Ye. To his surprise, there was also a text message from Wei Su Pei.
The content is extremely simple: Chen Bingying has a boyfriend.
Wei Sushen replied: Please study hard.
After turning off the bedside lamp, I didn't feel too sleepy. The scene I saw at the convenience store a few days ago suddenly appeared in my mind. The man who was talking and laughing with Chen Bingying at that time was wearing a cap and a mask, so he couldn't see clearly. appearance. But from the outline, he looks a bit like Du Hong.
Fang Shan had already laid down, as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood, with a pair of sober eyes open: "What bad idea does the host have, please share it with me."
Wei Sushen said about Chen Bingying: "She has some tricks. We planted the seeds of doubt in Du Hong's heart beforehand, and the two of them can still be connected."
"Normally, seducing people is the specialty of Mary Sue's system." Fang Shan was not surprised: "I heard that Du Hong's nickname is not inferior to that of Zhao Shi. Even if we are in a relationship, it's hard to say how sincere he is to her."
The curtains were not completely closed, and the moonlight outlined Wei Sushen's profile, giving a somewhat cold feeling: "Why didn't you kill Chen Bingying's system?"
Fang Shan said indifferently: "At your request."
He answered quickly without any hesitation. For a moment, Wei Sushen believed his lies, but then he turned away and said calmly: "Tell the truth."
Fang Shan's eyes suddenly turned gloomy: "It's a small chess piece that was pushed out. It doesn't matter whether it moves or not."
Wei Sushen raised his eyebrows slightly, realizing something... Although Fang Shan was fooling around, it was too exaggerated to miss work when he was drunk, especially when he was drunk for almost a year. I am afraid only the person involved knows how many tricks there are.
It was about seven hours before the sun rose, and the two chatted for most of the night. The next day, one with panda eyes and the other with red and bloodshot eyes welcomed the new day together.
After all, there are many inconveniences to staying in a hotel. Customers check in from time to time at night, and the sound of closing the door is very noisy. During the day, the music played by the store on the opposite street makes it difficult to calm down. Fang Shan eats the simplest breakfast, full of hope. Asked: "When can we go back?"
"Don't think too much," Wei Sushen said rather mercifully, "Consider this place your home for the time being."
After hearing Fang Shan wipe his face, a sigh escaped from his fingers.
As a newly born variety show, "The Super Speaker" has naturally achieved stable ratings with reasonable marketing operations. Most of the contestants are truly talented in speaking, and the most eye-catching one is still Wei Su Shen.
His family background, face, figure, a little bit of cold humor, and the unexpected 'interaction' with Wei Ye all caught him off guard.
After seeing the popularity on the Internet, Fang Shan was very satisfied and asked Wei Sushen with a smile: "Do you know what you need to do first after it becomes popular?"
Wei Sushen said without hesitation: "Contact the program team and ask for a salary increase."
Fang Shan's smile gradually stiffened: "Can you stop being so philistine? The host should continue to increase exposure and prepare for the next recording."
Wei Sushen estimated the numbers and thought that if he participated one more time, the task of increasing the number of fans would be completed, and arrangements for holding a lecture could be put on the agenda as soon as possible. After thinking about it, he asked, "Can I book the venue myself and invite other people to come and watch?"
Fang Shan took a breath and said slowly: "This is impossible. It may be possible to only buy a few tickets, but if the amount is too large, it will be judged as invalid."
Wei Sushen nodded slightly, and then asked: "How many tickets can I buy at most?"
Fang Shan looked at him with a shocked face. The host in his memory was obviously an upright and hard-working young man, but he didn't know who he was influenced by, but he actually started to learn to exploit loopholes.
Just as he was making plans for the future, he received a call from the director. On the surface, he reminded Wei Sushen not to miss the recording time, but in fact, he implicitly hinted not to quit at this time.
These children from rich families are not short of fame and fortune, and the director has no other way to control them except to look at their moods, so his attitude is very kind: "If you have any difficulties, you can communicate with the program team in time."
Wei Sushen said matter-of-factly: "More money."
Director: "..."
Didn't you say you don't lack fame and fortune
Under Fang Shan's contemptuous eyes, Wei Sushen negotiated the price with the director.
The next issue will test the contestants' ability to perform on the spot, and the topics for their speeches will be given on the spot, which means that it is impossible for Fang Shan to help write the manuscript in advance.
"What will the host do without me?" Fang Shan was almost worried about him.
Wei Sushen's eyes moved slightly: "It's just a speech."
Looking at his calm demeanor and confidence in winning, Fang Shan had a vague hunch that the result might be even less reliable than his own.
No matter what he thought, it could not change the fact that Wei Sushen worked hard. Unfortunately, God was not kind to him. When the sky just darkened, the lights in the room went out in an instant, and then the wifi was disconnected.
There were sounds of opening doors one after another in the corridor, and someone was whispering about whether there was a power outage.
Fang Shan looked gloating: "God won't let you study."
Wei Sushen shook his head. It was still unknown when the call would come. His cell phone did not have much remaining power, so he could only give up temporarily.
As soon as he walked to the window and opened the curtains, his expression suddenly changed.
With the last light of the setting sun, Fang Shan could barely discern some of his emotions, which was a slight surprise.
"What happened outside?"
His first reaction was that he saw something, but when Fang Shan walked over, he only saw hurried pedestrians on the road.
Wei Sushen: "The program is reminding optimization."
Fang Shan's eyes flashed with a strange light: "Just put it in the background and download it."
Wei Sushen had only heard of dividing the brain into the cerebellum and the cerebrum, but this was the first time he heard about the division of front stage and back stage.
After some fumbling around, I roughly did what he said.
Fang Shan was obviously experienced and started pacing in the room: "Program updates are a good thing. Every update will produce new functions."
Having been tricked countless times, Wei Sushen was more worried than excited: "Are there good or bad features in the new features?"
Fang Shan laughed: "Of course it's all good. Just like the last update, the system can follow the host in animal form. In the past, it could only be limited to humans."
By the time he explained the outline, the program had been updated.
Several lines of small words automatically appear on the main interface:
Update time: 2xxx years
New version features: Added daily task upgrades
Every upgrade is to provide you with better service, thank you for your support!
Fang Shan possessed Wei Sushen's brain in time and found that there was a star symbol next to his daily tasks.
Wei Sushen tried to contact it, and immediately new information was presented: Each upgrade task requires 5 Su Shuang degrees, props are triggered randomly, and the difficulty of the task can be reduced by 5%. Please choose whether to upgrade.
Wei Sushen doesn't lack Su Shuangduo, but what he lacks is face value. At this moment, a brand new function is right in front of us. It makes no sense to just ignore the past.
Fang Shan: "Try it."
Both parties had the same idea. Wei Sushen hesitated slightly, but still chose 'yes'. '
The mission 'The Brightest Star' was successfully upgraded.
Obtain the prop 'Foreign Assistance x1'.
Foreign aid: System Fang Shan, codename 666.
The orator task is upgraded to a two-person cross talk.
Note: The popularity of two people will help increase attendance.
The still air was filled with an eerie silence. After a long time, Wei Sushen slowly raised his head, closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Can I return it?"
The author has something to say: It’s almost midnight. Thank you for the little angels who are feeding and irrigating tomorrow. I love you ︿(￣︶￣)︿