"Three fat brothers, you should have a greater pursuit. Don't live for me. I can't bear it."

For example, the world is so big and you want to go out and see it.

There are so many beauties, you want to fall in love with them.

Don't always think about making money for me, I don't care!

"I have pursuits. I'm thinking about starting a new variety show."

Zhang Sanpang pondered for a moment, straightened his bachelor's hat, and stared into the distance with deep and firm eyes.

"New...new variety show? Isn't "The Wizard on the Tip of the Tongue" going to be done?"

Lin Dong felt sad and happy at the same time.

Fortunately, the income of this variety show may stop.

The sad thing is that if this variety show is cancelled, his plan to take advantage of the opportunity to eat and drink will be shelved.

"The bottleneck of this variety show is obvious. There are so many people following the trend now, and I really can't come up with any new tricks. But I still have to keep doing it, at least I won't lose money." Zhang Sanpang squatted on the flower bed, holding a cigarette.

, completely inconsistent with the image of a student.

No one cares about him.

"Yes." Lin Dong was in a good mood.

First of all, this program will become less and less profitable. Even if it doesn’t lose money, it doesn’t matter if it doesn’t make money.

Then if this program doesn't make money, it will continue.

Then wouldn't he be able to follow the popular people and drink spicy food again?

"In the new variety show, I plan to make an imaginary lover show, which is similar to the format of the show on Kimchi. We can just buy the copyright and copy it. I think it will definitely be popular." Zhang Sanpang said with emotion: "No way.

I don’t admit it, but Kimchi’s variety shows are really developed.”

Lin Dong quickly found the system to find out more.

I found out that "We Got Married" was a huge hit there.

Two celebrities pretend to be lovers. This couple and that couple each have a large fan base, which in turn spawns a large number of CP fans.

Fans saw the "unknown" cute side of many celebrities.

He turned from a fan to a fan, and from a fan to a fan, he became a complete fan in the end.

If you take this thing over, it will probably still be popular.

"Three fat brothers, how old are you?"

Lin Dong was scared to death, but he knew he couldn't panic.

If there is no legitimate reason, the system does not allow him to veto a normal business behavior.

So his recently honed acting skills started to come into play.

A solid batch!

"Me? We are the same age. I am only three months older than you." Zhang Sanpang didn't understand why Lin Dong asked this.

It is precisely because he is three months older than Lin Dong that Lin Dong sometimes calls him Third Fat Brother.

I'm here to attend the graduation ceremony. I made a promise not to call myself Mr. Lin.

"Look, you are only 21 years old. You are still young. Why are you just copying this and that? Can you be successful?" Lin Dong now transformed into a boss.

His tone was full of hatred that iron cannot be transformed into steel.

"I..." Zhang Sanpang began to sweat on his forehead.

It feels like facing your high school class teacher.

He still remembers the old man clearly, his sad beard, sharp eyes, and a series of soul torture.

If you don't study hard, will you be worthy of your parents?

If you don't study hard, will you be able to marry a wife?

If you don’t study hard...

At this moment, some classmates came over and wanted to take pictures in this place, intending to leave memories of the grove in the university.

The two had no choice but to move around shoulder to shoulder.

This school is quite big, so I had to walk around the small playground twice.

"This is a matter of anger, Brother San Pang. You want to make money too much, want to succeed too much, and are too eager." Seeing Zhang San Pang's expression, Lin Dong knew that he was in the right position.

Demo, let's see if I don't fool you.

"Mr. Lin..." Zhang Sanpang opened his mouth.

"What's your name, Mr. Lin? We are at school." Lin Dong slapped Zhang Sanpang on the back.

Shoot you to death!

I want you to make a show to make money for me, and you can earn 100 million for one season.

"Dongzi, I am indeed a little anxious, but I am actually just a flirt," Zhang Sanpang clenched his fists excitedly: "If you hadn't helped me, I would still be wearing women's clothing as a stand-in on the set."

"Brothers, if you say that, you are out of touch."

Lin Dong will always remember it.

The day he first traveled through time, it was Zhang Sanpang who fed him sweet and sour pork ribs and egg fried rice.

Isn't this just a favor in the idiom?

Real life examples.

"We are brothers, so I have to do something to prove that you are not mistaken. I, Zhang Jincheng, am not a waste. I can make money for you and I am worthy of the salary you pay me." The third fat brother began to wipe his tears.

Lin Dong was also very moved: "Don't say that, no one looks down on you."

"Dongzi, if you think it's not good to copy others, then let's make something original. I will risk my life to make another hit."

Zhang Sanpang is very angry.

Lin Dong became depressed.

Make money with popular items and make a lot of money.

So, when we are brothers, why do you insist on playing me to death?

He persuaded weakly:

"Three fat brothers, I am not short of money, and success is not only reflected in making money. We have to try more things while we are young. Even if we fail, it is to accumulate experience and lessons, right?"

Zhang Sanpang thought for a while, and he may still feel that making a lot of money is the measure of success.

But Lin Dong's words moved him more or less.

He scratched his head and asked: "Dongzi, if you have any ideas, tell us and we can put them together."

"I want to do a show about swearing."

Lin Dong sat down on the bench next to the playground and started talking nonsense seriously.

"Swearing?...program?"

I can understand both of these words, but why can’t I understand them when they are put together?

Zhang Sanpang has thought about various program formats, but he has never thought of doing a program that curses people.

Who are you scolding?

Who will scold?

What should I do if something goes wrong?

"Let's invite a celebrity to come over, expose his scars, poke his sore spots... wouldn't this be very topical?" Lin Dong tried his best to organize his words, not caring about how many loopholes there were in his words.

First of all, celebrities are usually aloof. If you knock him into the dust, is he still a celebrity? Can fans accept it?

Secondly, if you have a curse show, no one will participate in it unless it is TikTok.

Finally, topicality can be both positive and negative. Just being topical does not necessarily mean you will be successful.

Maybe it will get a 404.

As for Zhang Sanpang, he frowned and carefully considered the feasibility of this plan.

do not know why.

Mr. Lin's plan seems ridiculous, almost absurd.

But he always felt that there was something different inside.

There must be something profound that I haven't realized yet.

"Three Fatty Brother, think about it carefully, should you continue to follow the trend of a kimchi variety show, or should you create a classic that has our own Kleist style and will be handed down from generation to generation."

These words are so encouraging.

Lin Dong saw the light on Zhang Sanpang's face.

No need to guess, he already knew what Zhang Sanpang would choose.
Chapter completed!