The number of views of the New Year's video multiplied by the peak of the New Year's traffic, and finally broke through the million-play mark.
Because of this, Jin Jin was noticed by a dog toy manufacturer and came to him.
It was the sixth day of the lunar new year, and Yan Ji was watching the new comments on the video when he suddenly received a private message.
Opposite was an enthusiastic and lively girl, who introduced herself as a promotion of the manufacturer, and wanted Jin Jin to show her dog toys, and also talked about the promotion price she might be able to offer.
The promotion lady was very sincere, and offered to try the product first, and if she was not satisfied, she didn't have to push it.
Yan Ji felt that the other party's attitude was good, so she didn't refuse.
He has been on the Internet a lot recently, and he knows that the express delivery is very convenient now. It only takes a few days, no matter where he is from all over the world, the express delivery can be delivered.
Yan Ji sent her home address to the promotion, and then began to wait for the express delivery.
Finally, on the fourth day, he received a text message from the courier collection station in the town, reminding him to pick up the package with the pick-up code.
Because the village is too remote and the road conditions are not good, the courier is not delivered to the village, but only placed at the collection point in the town.
So that day, Yan Ji took the child to the delivery site.
Xiao Guyu was still puzzled: "Brother, what are we going to do?"
Yan Ji: "Take the courier."
"What is express delivery?"
Yan Ji explained in as simple a language as possible: "It is a very convenient thing that can send things from far away places to us."
After listening to Xiaoguyu, his eyes were full of surprise, "Wow, the express delivery is amazing."
Xiaoguyu looked at the elder sister who was in charge of picking up the package at the courier station with bright eyes, admiring her very much.
Yan Ji didn't know what the child had come up with, she smiled and shook her head.
There were quite a few people picking up the courier, and everyone lined up consciously. After a while, Yan Ji finally got in line, and he handed over the pick-up code on his phone to the other party.
The staff at the courier station only glanced at it, then quickly walked to the corresponding shelf, took out Yan Ji's courier and sent it to Yan Ji.
"Thank you." Yan Ji took the package.
Seeing this, Xiao Guyu, who was following him, also said loudly: "Sister is amazing, sister has worked hard delivering the courier!"
Seeing that Xiaoguyu is cute and sensible, the staff replied with a smile: "It's not hard, the kid is really good."
Xiaogu Yu followed Yan Ji out of the courier station for a certain distance, still kept turning her head and looking back, with a blingbling light in her eyes.
Yan Ji looked back several times, but didn't see anything unusual, and finally couldn't help asking: "Little taro, what are you looking at?"
Xiaoguyu: "Look at my sister just now!"
Yan Ji: "?"
When Xiaoguyu received his brother's question, he held his little hands and said seriously: "I think my sister is very powerful. She has to walk a lot a day to bring things from far away places to us. She ...she's like Monkey King!"
Xiaoguyu recently watched Journey to the West at home, and what he likes most is the Monkey King who can soar through the clouds and ride the fog.
Suddenly knowing about the express delivery today, Xiao Guyu immediately regarded the young lady as a powerful figure like Monkey King, because they can walk many ways in a day!
Yan Ji: "..."
Sure enough, he is a child, and his thinking is really unconstrained.
But after all, he is still a child, and it is normal to have a little whimsy. Yan Ji didn't intend to expose this beautiful misunderstanding. Anyway, the little taro will find out the truth when he grows up, and it doesn't have any effect.
After returning home with the courier, all the ghosts surrounded Yanji Xiaoguyu and the courier.
Hearing Yan Ji's story that the courier was delivered from a long distance, all the ghosts were amazed and marveled at the convenience of modern transportation.
After unpacking the yellow cardboard package, there was a dog frisbee inside. After reading the instruction manual, Yan Ji tried to throw it away. As soon as he threw it out, Jin Jin deftly put the frisbee in his mouth perfectly and cooperated very well.
Yan Ji studied the material and workmanship of the Frisbee again, and felt that it was good in all aspects, so he accepted the promotion and studied the specific shooting plan. In the end, the promotion lady will set a version and execute it.
This version basically means that the dog is full of energy and loves to tear down the house, let him play Frisbee to vent his energy that has no place to put it, and he will not tear down the house again.
Jin Jin is not the kind of dog who likes to tear down houses, and the previous part of the filming has a bit of a sense of being victimized, but Jin Jin is still very cooperative. Yan Ji made him bite the old clothes, and let him push the chairs down. Just push down the chair and vividly interpret the image of a bully dog.
Then it was even more convenient to pick up the flying disc. Because of Jin Jin's professionalism, the promotion video was quickly completed, passed the review of Party A, and uploaded to the platform.
In this way, Jin Jin became the first dog in the family to rely on video to get food right, earning a considerable income.
Because the effect of bringing the goods was good this time, some other manufacturers sought cooperation one after another. After Yan Ji tested the quality, he felt that it was not good enough, so he pushed it away.
For the promotion of this matter, Yan Ji is still relatively cautious, and always maintains an attitude of preferring to lack.
In this way, the account developed steadily, and then gradually became a little splash, and won a small medal with 100,000 fans.
Time flies and it is another summer. Xiaoguyu is successfully promoted to the top class of Xiaohuahua Kindergarten. The classmates are still those classmates, but everyone is one year older. Xiaoguyu is now a six-year-old cub.
In addition to age, the big class and the middle class and the small class naturally have other differences, such as crying.
On the first day of school, the crying in the small class was one after another and could not stop at all. There were not many in the middle class, only one or two occasionally. As for the big class, no one was crying.
After all, most of them have been in school for two years and have adapted to school.
And I also made good friends in the class. It's too late to look forward to seeing my little friends when school starts, so why would I cry?
Xiaoguyu and Xiaochengzi Guoguo sat together, discussing what they did during the summer vacation. Xiaochengzi seemed to eat very well during the summer vacation, and her face became fatter. As for Guoguo, she basically didn't go out much. Watching cartoons at home, more than one degree is white.
On the other hand, Xiaoguyu lived a fulfilling life during his summer vacation. He learned two crafts and practiced brush calligraphy with his elder brother, just like a kid who goes to a remedial class in a big city.
If I have to say it, there is a difference: the teachers who give Xiaogu Yu the remedial classes are even more famous, and they are all professional masters.
Teacher Li, the head teacher of the freshman class, stood on the podium, wearing a brand-new pair of tortoiseshell glasses, with a gentle smile on his face as always, calling the children to calm down and listen to themselves.
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On the first day of the freshman class, Mr. Li assigned a parent-child homework, asked the parents to lead the children to make a handwritten newspaper with the theme of "Our Family", and sent a special handwritten newspaper to the children. Paper.
After Xiaoguyu came home, he told the parents about the homework. The parents were very excited that they could participate in Xiaoguyu's homework, and they rubbed their hands nervously.
Among them, the most nervous ones are Dong Pang and Lao Wang. The two of them can't draw, and their knowledge of characters is limited. Don't do it, let your mother, brother and grandma finish it with you?"
Xiao Guyu quickly grabbed the hands of his father and Uncle Wang: "Ms. Li said that everyone should finish it together. Jin Jin is also a member of the family... Dog, Jin Jin has to do it!"
When Jin Jin heard the little master cue herself, she howled a few times "Wow, woof, woof".
When Dong Pang and Lao Wang saw this, they couldn't say no to it. After all, Jinjin participated so enthusiastically, there was no reason for them to refuse.
Just when everyone was still hesitating about what to do with the manuscript, Rong Xiao walked over with a pot of bright red paint.
"Everyone puts a handprint on the paper, isn't it our family?" Rong Xiao obviously thought that there are still people in the family who can't write, so he found another way and came up with this method.
The method is really a good one. Everyone put their hands into the red paint one by one, and then printed their handprints on the white paper.
In view of the high probability that it would be difficult for Jin Jin to complete this series of operations by himself, Jin Jin was picked up by Lao Wang and paw-marked.
Just like that, the handprints of the four ghosts, one person, one cub and one dog were placed horizontally on the white paper, obviously a complete family.
Yan Ji thought for a while, then took out a brush and handed it to Xiao Guyu, dipped it in some red paint, and asked him to write the title "Family".
After Xiaoguyu finished writing the title, he followed the other parents to wash the paint on them. After washing the paint, he rolled up the handwritten newspaper on the table and put it in a small schoolbag.
It never occurred to him that after a few minutes, the red paint on the handwritten newspaper hadn't dried completely, and a strange shape was still flowing out of his schoolbag...
The next morning, Teacher Li, who seemed a little tired, came to the classroom and asked the children to hand in their handwritten newspapers.
The children took out their handwritten newspapers one after another. Xiao Chengzi was very diligent and took over the work of handing in the handwritten newspapers. He took the handwritten newspapers rolled up by Xiaoguyu and Guoguo, and handed them over to Xiaochengzi. Teacher Li.
When he was flattening the handwritten newspaper, he caught a glimpse of Xiaoguyu's handwritten newspaper. After walking back, he couldn't help sighing to Xiaoguyu: "Little Yutou, your homework is so cool and unique!"
Xiaoguyu felt that her homework was indeed unique, so she nodded with a smile, thanking Xiao Chengzi for her compliment.
Unaware that what he and Xiao Chengzi were talking about were totally different things.
That night, in the staff dormitory.
The dormitory where Mr. Li lives is in a dilapidated old building outside the kindergarten. The corridors are so dark that there are no lights.
Teacher Li once wanted to pay for the installation of a lamp by himself, but he didn't know who to talk to about it, so he put it on hold.
He dragged his tired body into the room, casually put the homework handwritten by the children on the desk, and then went into the toilet to tidy up.
After washing his face and brushing his teeth, the sky outside the house was completely dark. Teacher Li lit up the lights in the house, and couldn't help but sighed again.
The light in the room was very dim orange, not bright enough, but it was really troublesome to change the light bulb by yourself, so Teacher Li never did it.
He adjusted his direction, pointed the handwritten newspaper to the lamp, and began to review the parent-child homework. He deliberately picked out some excellent ones and hung them in the classroom as decorations.
After only looking at one or two pictures, I heard the lights flicker twice, flickering on and off.
Teacher Li suddenly became a little hairy. He watched a horror movie yesterday, and it started with such a scene, but he still tried his best to persuade himself that the horror movies are all fake, and this light... must be a bad connection, right?
Just when he was about to get up and take a closer look at the condition of the light bulb, there was a sound of glass being knocked on the side window.
Teacher Li stopped walking in an instant, he, he, he... He remembered that his dormitory was on the second floor! ! ! !
And... I always feel that something is wrong with the glass today, as if there is a dark shadow attached to it.
The more Mr. Li thought about it, the more frightened he became. Countless horror stories flashed through his mind. Although he tried his best to reassure himself that there was no such thing in the world, he still felt uneasy.
Just as Mr. Li plucked up the courage to go to the window and was about to see what was outside the window, there was another extremely violent slapping sound outside the window.
The courage that Mr. Li had accumulated with great difficulty disappeared in an instant. He ran to the bed with a groan, and when he ran past the desk, he accidentally dropped the handwritten newspaper on the desk to the ground.
On one of the handwritten newspapers scattered in front of him, many bloody palm prints were printed, and scarlet blood dripped down along the palm prints, as if a ghost he could not see had just crawled across the white paper generally.
Teacher Li finally couldn't help it anymore, and let out a sharp cry.