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Chapter 30 One Acre of Land is Not a Good Idea

Chapter 30 One-third of an acre is not considered beautiful.

The cultural performance will start in the conference hall this Friday afternoon.

For senior high school students, missing two classes is a rare break, so they are very excited.

"Have you heard about it? The program for our senior year in this performance is a piano solo!"

"Solo dance? Who dances?"

"I heard they are Nie Xueling from Class 2 and Chen Minghe from Class 7."

"Oh, I know Nie Xueling. She was born in the arts. Her legs are long and her waist is thin. She looks good when dancing."

"What year have you heard from? Let me tell you that there has been a change of people."

"What's the substitution?"

"The dancer has been replaced. Nie Xueling's parents took her to go abroad this week and she couldn't get through it, so she was replaced early."

"Then who's coming up now?"

"Fu Chengque, otherwise we wouldn't tell her that she was not in Chen's class every day since she was studying late at night, while she was practicing dancing."

"It seems like this..."

Everyone looked at Fu Chengque who was lying down and resting. After thinking about it, no wonder she was never studying at night some time ago. No wonder Nie Xueling came over to talk and laugh with Fu Chengque.

This matter is not deliberately hidden, but everyone is busy with midterm exams recently and has no time to care.

Wen Yu looked at the girl next to him.

He could clearly see Fu Chengque's concern for this matter. When he was at home at night, he could always see Fu Chengque practicing his dance through the window.

Even with such efforts, Fu Chengque was inevitably nervous.

She may have had enough sleep in the morning, and she felt a little energetic at noon and started outputting.

【The Queen's First Harem】(5)

[Fu Chengque]: This empress is about to go on an expedition, all the soldiers will march for me!

[Lu Min]: Come on, empress, you can dominate the world.

[Wen Yu]: We are waiting for the victory in the background. If this battle is successful, the influence of the Orange Sparrow Empress will surely spread throughout the city's No. 2 Middle School. When the time comes, there will be a huge crowd of people who will respond.

[Wen Yu]: "Make a lot of friends" is easy and self-contained, the first step is determined

【Wen Yu】:(Touch the beard

[Fu Chengque]: [Cat laughs] [Cat laughs]

[Fu Chengque]: Okay! Let’s take a look at mine. You guys can sweep the formation for me from behind.

After Fu Chengque finished speaking, he raised his head and glanced at Wen Yu next to him.

"What you said is decent." She began to whisper.

"Speaking from the bottom of my heart."

"I find that you are becoming more and more like a wise general."

"I wanted to ride a horse, but I'm as smart as a demon... But even smart generals have to die. Look at Han Xin, he still has to dig into his crotch."

"How could it be? When I become the empress, I will destroy anyone who touches you."

"What if you want to kill me?"

"Well...I don't want to."

"That's good. I won't compete with you for the throne. When the time comes, you will reward me with one-third of an acre of land, and then choose a beauty and some maids. I will live in seclusion in the mountains and valleys."

"You think beautifully."

"Is one third of an acre considered a beautiful idea?"

"The beauty pageant counts."

The Orange Sparrow Empress rejected the beautiful girl, but promised to reward her with an acre of land. Wen Yu was very happy.

On Thursday, everyone's mood gradually became cheerful.

Fu Chengque was busy rehearsing and was nowhere to be seen. Wen Yu was bored and went on a errand.

From behind, Peng Hui (Xiao Gua) lowered her head and pressed her cell phone, feeling a little excited.

Wen Yu asked Fang Ling in a low voice: "What's wrong with her?"

Fang Ling sighed: "Oh, we are still quarreling. We had a cold war for the past two days, and I don't know why we started quarreling again today."

"What's the quarrel about?"

"I didn't ask, it seems... it's a gift."

Wen Yu was stunned, okay, Lu Min's words came true, and the source of his feelings came to him.

Fang Ling seemed to see Wen Yu's thoughts and said: "It has nothing to do with you. Your gift was given by the two of them together. It seems that they dug up the past..."

That's probably due to the strong and crazy possessiveness of high school students.

Wen Yu thought.

Wen Yu was now particularly looking forward to the news from Lou Xuanli, so when he received the news at night, even if Chen Ban was supervising the evening self-study, he took the risk to reply.

[Lou Xuanli]: Boss, another one has exploded.

[Wen Yu]: What number? How much is it?

[Lou Xuanli]: Health maintenance, 130,000. Also, what I want to say is that although Meitu has not been popular, its fans have increased the fastest.

[Wen Yu]: It’s normal, keep doing it.

[Lou Xuanli]: The advertisement has been sent over. I will push it to you. You can take a look. If there is no problem, we will send it out tomorrow.

[Wen Yu]: I have read it, please send it.

[Wen Yu]: Can you see the average daily income of traffic owners?

The main traffic is the ads on WeChat. Wen Yu and others publish content, and ads are automatically filled in the content. Every time a user clicks on an ad, they get a share. Each click can cost a few cents to a few dollars.

[Lou Xuanli]: Congratulations to Boss Wen!

[Wen Yu]:? You just learned it, right?

[Lou Xuanli]: In the workplace, it is inevitable. Let me give you a brief report. We have 14 accounts, and we have more and more fans. However, because the content is much better than others, it is widely spread, so our reading volume is very high.

There is a lot of traffic.

[Lou Xuanli]: On average, the daily traffic sharing income for one account is 122.49 yuan, which is mainly due to the lack of accounts.

[Lou Xuanli]: So, congratulations~

[Wen Yu]: Congratulations, we’re done. Let’s have a meal together some other time.

When the two ended their conversation, Wen Yu was extremely happy.

It's only been two or three weeks and I've already made over a thousand a day. Although there are still quite a few operating costs, as the number of fans on my account increases, my income will get higher and higher.

If this continues, is there any need to wait for Fu Chengque to become the empress? He himself can be as rich as the enemy. Find a small mountain village, buy a hilltop, ask for a wife and hire a few maids. Wouldn't that be a good life?

Sure enough, people still have to rely on their own hands to achieve their dreams.

On Friday afternoon, the annual art performance to cheer for senior high school students was officially held in the conference auditorium. This brand-new building has become the business card of the city’s No. 2 Middle School. Government leaders were invited to visit and watch the performance.

In Class 4, the students have gone crazy.

"I'm so exhausted. The midterm exam is coming soon. This is the last craziness!"

"Just asking quietly, if I don't make up classes tomorrow, will anyone go to the Internet cafe in the evening?",

"The new auditorium opened during our senior year. Fortunately, it didn't wait until I left to open it..."

Chen Ban appeared on the stage at this time, and the classroom in the town was silent.

"Why are you arguing? Is this a holiday? Even if it's a holiday, you have to stay calm for me."

"Every class will enter in order later. Each class has its own seat. If you need to use the toilet, go now. Don't wander around unless necessary later."

The whispers gradually rose. Chen Xiongguo glanced at them but didn't care anymore.

He was more worried about Fu Chengque than the group of bastards in front of him. He temporarily asked Fu Chengque to take over the dance performance. The time was short and it was really difficult. But precisely because of this, it was more difficult for the senior high school group to re-arrange a program.

Instead, human replacement became the best choice.

Fu Chengque is also his precious student now, and he will never allow any accidents.

I hope the performance goes well.

At 4:30 p.m., each class will enter the venue.

The stage has begun final arrangements and the performance is about to begin.
Chapter completed!
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