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Chapter 240

~7 min read 1,372 words

Selling peaches?

Influencer check-in?

Song Tan shook her head:

"Cousin Brother Wu Lei Lei, you grew up here, and you were scared enough just riding your bike over this morning. Even if I opened this place as an influencer check-in spot, the mountain road is rugged; if something happens to the people who come, will you bear the bad reputation as the promoter, or will my reputation as the owner of the check-in spot collapse?"

If the infrastructure isn't good, can you say there's no responsibility?

Especially since there are few traffic police in their countryside, and it's even less likely for anyone to check for drunk driving on this rugged mountain road; what if someone is full of food and drink...

Not to mention that Song Tan planted cash crops and didn't intend to open it up. Even if she wanted to, now wasn't a good time; it would only waste popularity and attract bad reviews for nothing.

Brother Wu Lei Lei was still unwilling; he felt that Song Tan was purely timid and overthinking it. There were so many influencer check-in spots, and no one had ever seen so many problems!

Besides—

"In places where the road is hard to walk, there are plenty of people driving, and they will definitely be cautious."

That's true, if you want traffic, that's naturally a one-off deal. But she wanted long-term development and steady growth.

Otherwise, with the capability of their village's little secretary, why hadn't he mentioned doing influencer marketing until now?

"That's right," Song Tan also lost the interest to educate him and just replied indifferently:

"The problem is, I didn't agree to open this place as an influencer check-in spot."

These words were simply a fatal blow.

Before, Brother Wu Lei Lei might have wanted to talk to her about vision and breadth of thinking.

But now, he could only limp while holding his butt, following slowly behind Song Tan.

What peach orchard, what falling blossoms—they had nothing to do with him anymore.

Zhu Li, however, was stomping her feet resentfully behind: "Leilei, no one is holding the reflector and the stand!"

She went to get the phone stand, and Brother Wu Lei Lei silently turned back to get the reflector, folding it up like an umbrella.

Zhu Li turned her head to look at the live stream, only to find that the followers she had gained today had disappeared without a trace.

Not only had the ones from today disappeared, but even her original follower count had decreased!

Instead, there were more and more people with the "visitor" title in the live stream.

What does this mean?

Unfollowed, but still want to watch her? Is that it?

That's exactly it—

She had incited conflict in her live stream before, and some people who only liked to watch silently without commenting felt very uncomfortable. After barely watching for so long, they found that the fault still lay with the host, so they felt uneasy and inevitably clicked "unfollow."

But they hadn't seen the aftermath of this, so after clicking "unfollow," they couldn't bear to leave and still stayed here.

Of course, another part of the audience followed the previous guidance and arrived at Qiaoqiao's live stream.

What was Qiaoqiao doing?

So many pumpkin vines were tidied up one by one, and he was blanching them in water, cooling them, and squeezing out the moisture.

Song Tan bought a roll of supermarket-specific fresh-keeping bags, and at this moment, Qiaoqiao was stuffing the squeezed pumpkin vines into the bags, putting them away portion by portion.

If he froze them later, they could eat them until the end of the year—assuming there weren't so many people eating at home.

This was a completely different style from Zhu Li's live stream.

Zhu Li occasionally broadcasted scenery, but that kind of scenery was either an influencer spot or had a petty-bourgeois atmosphere and an exquisite life, which was a different matter from the simple farmhouse stove and these down-to-earth pumpkin vines in front of them.

In the eyes of the new fans—

【What a boring camera angle, but the vegetables look a bit good; let me take another look.】

【A bit strange, let me take another look.】

Watching and watching, everyone couldn't bear to leave.

Xin Jun was staring at both live streams simultaneously, watching Qiaoqiao's followers go from just over 4,000 straight to the 5,000 mark, and at this moment, the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl upward.

Counting the rewards from today in the background, hmm, thanks to the strong support of distant relatives, many people felt that Qiaoqiao had been wronged, and the rewards exceeded 2,000 yuan again.

Looking at the historical earnings, although they hadn't been submitted yet, the total was almost 5,000 yuan.

As Qiaoqiao's teacher, Xin Jun was truly happy for him, and even took the initiative to remind Qiaoqiao:

"Qiaoqiao, you just taught the children how to pack express deliveries; why aren't you teaching them how to store and tidy up the pumpkin vines now?"

Teacher Qiaoqiao then realized his dereliction of duty.

"I'm sorry, children, I forgot. But we learned a lot today; can you remember it all?"

【What, what, what?】

The new fans were excited: 【What else did you teach before, and what dishes did you make?】

【Nothing much.】

The old fans said with a calm and inexplicably superior tone: 【Before, we learned how to pack express deliveries, and before that, we learned how to pull pumpkin vines. As for before that, watch the replays when you have time; learn more knowledge, as skills are never a burden.】

New fans:...

I mean, are you guys overachievers or mentally anxious? Can what you're learning really be used?

But for some reason, they found themselves slowly immersed in watching the live stream.

And on the mountain, watching Song Tan close the picket gate again, Zhu Li thought of her morning of getting less than she put in, and felt incredibly depressed; even Brother Wu Lei Lei couldn't muster any spirit.

She smiled reluctantly at the camera:

"I'm sorry everyone, because of my carelessness, there was a small problem with the live stream. But rest assured, I will find more interesting things to show you later. Today we will—"

She was just about to end the stream, but just as she brought the live streaming pole close to herself,

she saw a large white goose wearing a small yellow hat on the hillside, flapping its half-long, half-short wings and rushing straight down!

It looked exactly like a small gliding cannonball!

Subconsciously, Zhu Li's reaction from live streaming for so long made her quickly turn the camera and capture the whole scene, drawing a wave of exclamations in the live stream!

【Holy crap! What a big goose!】

But the exclamation hadn't ended when she saw the goose's figure getting closer and closer, so close that Zhu Li subconsciously took two steps back, and watched as the white goose in the camera suddenly stretched its neck and bit down hard on her boyfriend's dusty butt!

Brother Wu Lei Lei:!

!

"Ouch, holy crap ah ah, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!

!"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, Song Tan—"

In this instant of pain, Brother Wu Lei Lei almost had a burst of tears squeezed out.

It shows that when a goose bites someone, it really hurts!

It didn't just bite; it even twisted and turned at an angle, and didn't let go for a long time!

Until it heard Brother Wu Lei Lei shout Song Tan's name, the big white goose's bean-like eyes looked at Song Tan guiltily, and then it quickly let go, spread its wings, and rushed into the mountain forest below without looking back.

Everyone:...

The live stream was somewhat frozen.

After a long time, a line of chat floated by slowly:

【I mean, this mountain, they really shouldn't have come, right?】

【Being Lili's boyfriend still carries two risks. Thinking face jpg】

Zhu Li also opened her mouth, staring dumbfounded as her boyfriend was now clutching his butt, having already squatted down with difficulty, his head lowered fiercely.

Don't ask.

If you ask, it's that a great man shouldn't be seen crying by others.

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