Early the next morning, Meng Zezhi returned to Dongxian.

For half a month, he brushed Wang Zhibin a deep-water torpedo every two days, and selected some materials from Wang Zhibin's live screen recordings these days, and edited a five-kill video and two spoof videos by himself. And several carry short videos were uploaded to various video websites, which really brought a wave of popularity to Wang Zhibin.

When the number of online viewers in Wang Zhibin's live broadcast room steadily increased to 6,000, Meng Zezhi stopped.

This result is quite good for a newcomer, and even in the live game area, it can barely rank first.

Meng Zezhi's withdrawal cut off Wang Zhibin's income in an instant. Fortunately, the steady stream of new audiences and local tyrants gave him a lot of comfort.

At the end of October, the first stage of watching the live broadcast of the "Road to King" event came to an end. Wang Zhibin successfully rushed to the king rank and received a bonus of 10,000 yuan.

Throughout October, he earned nearly 20,000 yuan in total.

Equivalent to a year and a half of his family's net income.

This greatly boosted Wang Zhibin's morale.

On the last day of the monthly vacation, Wang Zhibin arrived at school early. He spent 5,000 yuan to buy a mobile phone for the third and the others. After all, if the third and the others accompany him to gag, he would not have made such a good start. .

Then he transferred 10,000 yuan to Meng Zezhi, and wrote him an IOU of 50,000 yuan.

Wang Zhibin smiled and said, "If there is no brother Jiang, where would I be now, let's not talk about the rest, at least I can't take advantage of Brother Jiang for nothing, right?"

It is a matter of attitude and principle.

Since his words have already been mentioned for this sake, Meng Zezhi has nothing to say: "Okay, then I will accept it."

"It should be." Wang Zhibin smiled and put his arms around the third child: "Let's go, I'll invite you to a big dinner."

Wang Zhibin directly led Meng Zezhi and others to the Haiyue Hotel, which is the best hotel in Dongxian.

"Come on, brothers, I'll give you a toast. Without you, I wouldn't be where I am now."

After three rounds of drinking, the third child and the others completely let go. He hooked Wang Zhibin's neck: "Second child, when you become prosperous in the future, don't forget us brothers."

For them, seeing Wang Zhibin making gold every day, it is impossible not to be jealous, and the gap in their hearts is not a star.

But that's all there is to it. After a few glasses of wine, the big guys are also thinking about it. Who calls them brothers? Besides, if Wang Zhibin can make the current achievements, that's because he has the ability. It really can't be done.

The most important thing is that they are still thinking about Meng Zezhi's promise to send them to serve in the army. After all, they are not without a way out.

Meng Zezhi looked at Wang Zhibin and the others who were already in a commotion.

He took out a cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth, picked up the lighter on the table and lit it, puffing clouds of smoke.

This is the friendship of the student days, simple and sincere.

It was already one o'clock from the hotel.

"How about it, are we going to sing K next or go to the game hall?" Wang Zhibin said drunkenly.

"Let's go to the KTV." Meng Zezhi half-squinted his eyes: "I remember that there was a KTV in the Sports Plaza that opened today."

"Row."

Meng Zezhi said something, Wang Zhibin and others had no reason to not respond, and the group immediately attracted three motorcycles.

Arrived at the place, the store is doing opening activities.

"You can smash golden eggs when you open the box."

The first prize is a life-size doll, the second prize is a water bottle, the third prize is a badminton racket, and the consolation prize is a bottle of water.

Meng Zezhi reached out and poked the headgear of the staff in the doll costume in front of him.

The other party tensed up, barely daring to look at Meng Zezhi, but silently grabbed a leaflet and handed it to him.

Meng Zezhi took the flyer and stood there, flipping through it unhurriedly.

Marven Ye didn't dare to take a breath, and was extremely nervous.

Fortunately, Wang Zhibin helped him out of the siege in time.

He waved the list in his hand: "Brother Jiang, come and smash the golden eggs."

Marven Ye couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Well." Meng Ze knew that, and glanced at Marven Ye: "Come here."

Marven Ye's heart beat in his throat, he wanted to refuse, but when he came back to his senses, people were already standing at the table behind Meng Zezhi.

Wang Zhibin and others did not know why.

Meng Zezhi didn't intend to explain. He looked at the dozens of golden eggs in front of him and said, "Which one do you think will have a prize? If you hit it, I'll give it to you."

Ye Wenxu stared slightly, not quite understanding what Meng Zezhi meant.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Meng Zezhi only thought he was shy, and said to himself, "That's it."

With that said, he picked up the hammer, raised his hand and smashed a golden egg.

Just hit out a second prize.

"Here you are." Meng Zezhi threw the thermos cup he had received to Marven Ye and led him into the KTV.

Marven Ye hugged the thermal water cup and realized it later.

Jiang Qichen, did you recognize him?

Jiang Qichen actually recognized him through a thick doll suit.

Marven Ye's face was slightly drunk, and her heart was a little floating.

This state continued until he took today's 60 yuan salary from the foreman and went back to school.

Marven Ye found that he couldn't concentrate on the practice questions at all, he sighed, put down the pen, took out the water glass from the desk, and was about to drink, when the corner of his eye suddenly fell on the ruler in the pen holder.

Somehow, he put down the water glass in his hand, pulled out the ruler, and recalled what he touched when he was pulled into his arms on the Sunday afternoon when he invited Jiang Qichen to dinner.

He put his thumb on the zero mark of the ruler and his index finger first on the three and a half centimeter mark, then on the twelve centimeter mark.

Not quite right.

He thought about it carefully, and moved out another centimeter.

It should be so.

He thought seriously, it seemed a little long.

Wait, what is he doing?

As if realizing something, Marven Ye's eyes widened, and suddenly he felt that the thing in his hand was extremely hot, his hands shook, and the ruler fell on the table with a clang.

Suddenly there was such a crisp sound in the quiet classroom, and the students all around looked at him in unison.

Marven Ye reacted, hurriedly picked up the ruler and threw it into the pen holder, grabbed the pen, and almost stuck his face on the exercise book.

His deskmate looked at his abnormally flushed side face and the tip of his ears, his eyes were staring.

Two minutes later, Marven Ye received a small note from the same table.

The handwriting is sloppy, but the content is shocking.

He said, "Marven Ye, are you in love?"

fall in love?

with who?

Jiang Qichen?

Marven Ye looked in a trance, as if a new world had opened up.