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Jiang Xing didn’t ask why Bai Yu’s winter vacation was so embarrassing, and he didn’t know when Lu Tian, ​​a good young man, had been hanging out with Bai Yu’s servant. Son", the process is unimaginable.

But he doesn't care about this right now, he just wants to know what Bai Yu's "good way" is - Bai Yu's ability to create a high return rate is still very admirable.

"Let me ask you, is the model of that website the more popular it is, the easier it is to be followed?" Bai Yu asked.

"Of course, the rankings and recommendations all have a certain popularity, and newcomers can only occasionally see them on the homepage."

"Well, that means you need a basic popularity."

"Aren't you talking nonsense, your popularity is gradually getting tired. The point is..." Lu Tian heard Bai Yu's eyes drifting over, and his voice immediately weakened, "Say what you say, I'll listen."

Bai Yu went on to say: "The point is, how to gain the popularity from the beginning."

Jiang Xing raised his eyebrows: "What?"

"Let me ask you, what did Yu Baorong and the others do?"

Jiang Xing had an epiphany, "Oh, you said that the scene is popular?" Then he was a little embarrassed, "Actually, I tried this a long time ago, and it didn't work. You know, I can't do it live. It's Fu Chengfeng who sings so movingly It was repaired by me in the later stage, and a howl or two on the spot can scare people away."

"..." Jiang Xing sang live. Lu Tian and Bai Yu had seen it before, and KTV's howling ghosts and wolves were always in his heart. He was obviously a person who had learned to sing, but his singing was not as good as that of Fu Chengfeng, who had never learned it.And this guy also said that Han Hong and Liu Huan who are good at singing have short and thick necks, and his poor singing is all due to his thin and long neck.

"I went out to sing twice during the winter vacation. In fact, some people came to watch, but they were basically junior high school students. They all asked me for photos and mobile phone numbers. No one listened to my singing seriously." Even more depressed, he knew that he was good-looking, and he was proud when he was a child, but once others paid too much attention to this and ignored other things that he wanted to be more concerned about, he was not so happy.

The corners of Bai Yu's mouth curled up slightly, and a "successful" smile appeared on his face, "Exactly, the method I'm going to talk about can just solve this problem for you—"

One afternoon a few days later, after the lunch break, Bai Yu winked at Jiang, "I'll wait for you in the dormitory."

Jiang Xing waved his hand, "Understood, I'll go right away."

Fu Chengfeng watched Jiang Xing finishing his homework in a hurry, and asked with some confusion: "Where are you going?"

Jiang Xing scratched his head and said, "Isn't this afternoon the peak time for physical education classes? I just want to go to the playground to cheer our band up."

"How?"

"You'll know when you go to see it. In the next art class, cover me!" He put down his pen and ran away. Fu Chengfeng looked at the messy handwriting on his test paper, his eyes twitched, and he walked up to Lu Tian. Location inquiry.

Lu Tian's face was not very good-looking, and when he heard Fu Chengfeng's question, he immediately explained the whole story, "I think you should go and paint for Jiang Xing, it's not too complicated, it's not suitable for Bai Yu to paint for him. I told him and he still ignored me."

There are two key messages hidden in Lu Tian's words. Fu Chengfeng has a clear heart and understands that Lu Tian should understand his relationship with Jiang Xing. On the other hand, Lu Tian's attitude towards this matter is also a bit weird .But he didn't say it clearly, but nodded, took the dormitory key card handed over by Lu Tian, ​​turned and left.

Lu Tian sat in his seat thinking, and finally got up after thinking about it.

Because school just started, many of Jiang Xing's things were stored in the dormitory, he took a look at the room first, and decided to take some things with him later, and bring them back to Fu's house at night.

Bai Yu reached out to turn on the air conditioner, found a large cardboard box from the suitcase under the bed, and there was a small cardboard box in the big cardboard box, and took out the box in the small cardboard box.Then he pulled a small bench, put it in front of the bed, and said, "Jiang Xing, take off your clothes, I'll draw for you."

"Okay, wait for me for a while, I will put these things in the bag."

Bai Yu opened the box, took out several brushes of different models, and adjusted the paints, "Don't worry, my paints are specially designed for body painting, which won't harm the skin and are especially easy to wash off."

After Jiang Xing packed his things, he took off his coat, leaving only the autumn clothes. When he was about to take off the autumn clothes by the collar, his face suddenly changed, and his hands froze in place.

"What's the matter? Take it off quickly, this will take a lot of time."

Jiang Xing unnaturally put down the autumn clothes, his face was a little red, "Well, why don't I draw it myself?"

Bai Yu said, "How do you draw yourself? Don't dawdle."

Jiang Xing was still twitching, racking his brains to find an excuse, making Bai Yu wait anxiously, Bai Yu strode up to him and said, "Hurry up, I'll watch you take it off."

"..." Jiang Xing felt weird anyway, and refused to take it off, and Bai Yu was a little hairy.

It was two knocks on the door, "Jiang Xing, open the door."

Hearing the familiar voice, Jiang Xing breathed a sigh of relief, and rushed out from under Bai Yu's furry eyes and opened the door.

Fu Chengfeng frowned when he saw that Jiang Xing was only wearing autumn clothes and long trousers, but he didn't say anything, but walked towards Baiyu, "I'll come here, Lu Tian is waiting for you outside."

Bai Yu stood expressionless, and waited for a while with blank eyes, as if thinking about something, and then said as if talking to herself: "I didn't think enough, I should listen to Lu Tian."

As if he had come to his senses, he introduced to Fu Chengfeng the points to pay attention to in the use of brushes and paints, as well as the selection of color schemes, and then walked out.

Jiang Xing heaved a sigh of relief, and saw the door closed, so he pulled the neckline and took off the autumn clothes, "Fortunately, you are here, otherwise I don't know what to say." body, but there are some light red spots on the collarbone.

Fu Chengfeng's eyes darkened.

When Jiang Xing fell asleep, he looked at his collarbone, smiled, walked over and put his arms around Fu Chengfeng's neck, "God Fu, you were so rude when you were taking a bath yesterday, I'm in so much pain now..."

After saying that, he felt a layer of goose bumps on his bare skin.

Fu Chengfeng: "..."

He obviously rubbed the bath very purely, couldn't help kissing a few times and left traces, why did he say it as if something really happened.

After Jiang Xing was disgusted by himself, he quickly said seriously: "Hey, let's hurry up, this class will end soon. There is no technical content in this, so just write the words 'Ride the Wind' on your chest." , write one on the back."

As he spoke, he sat down on the small bench and waited for Fu Chengfeng to pick up his pen to draw a picture. Unexpectedly, Fu Chengfeng went to his bed to fetch his clothes and began to put them on his head.

Jiang Xing immediately yelled, "What are you doing? Don't you want to draw for me? I'm going to go out to sing later."

Fu Chengfeng frowned and said in a low voice, "Nonsense."

"I'm not messing around. I think it's sure to work."

Fu Chengfeng pulled down the sweater without saying a word, Jiang Xing struggled desperately, "What are you doing, can you support me, I have worked so hard for that song for so long and I don't want to give up!"

Fu Chengfeng's voice turned cold, "Look what day it is?"

It has been a long time since such a strict Fu Chengfeng Jiang Xing, he shrunk his head a little guilty, and then straightened his chest again, "I'm not afraid, it's nothing for dreams."

At this time, Fu Chengfeng's face turned cold, and he stared at Jiang Xing condescendingly, "I understand your desire to be noticed. But do you think that when you only wear a pair of underpants and paint your whole body in black, you can sing in public?" At that time, others will pay attention to what you sing?"

"Do you want to let more people hear your voice, or do you want to experience this kind of unusual thing in your heart, or use this exciting way to attract people's attention? ?”

"Jiang Xing, use your brains. Think about it."