The School Grass Is Too Overbearing, How to Break It

58. Your Today's Love Luck

Lu Ronghou retreated Ji Wenfeng, and found that everyone around him was staring at him inexplicably, and quickly looked down at the English book. Everyone quickly lost interest in him and concentrated on lining up in front of Lao Wang's stall.

Today, Lao Wang opened on the first day, and he has been busy with fried cakes in front of the stall, and Lu Rong has been busy until now. In addition to fried cakes, a series of show operations are being arranged in full swing.

After Lu Rong arrived at 6:20, he went to the printing shop next to the school to print the rotten girl's slogan tissues. Because the whole villain group has copied all kinds of test papers there for a long time, and the boss of the next four middle schools has snatched the ownership of the copy version of the boss, so the boss replaces the protection fee with the cost price to provide the all villain group with fast-track service. , This paper napkin is no exception.

After sending the paper towels to Lao Wang, Lu Rong led the whole wicked team to start building momentum non-stop.

Dent was the first to arrive. He brought all the young disciples out of the boxing gym to practice. The young disciples ranged in age from 5 to 50 years old. They all wore the black and white training uniforms of the "Jingwu Boxing Gym", with their **** exposed and black straps tied to their foreheads. They wrote the words "a man should be self-improvement". Standing like loose, walking like wind, he looks as cool as Dent, who is headed by him.

Chen Yulian was just still proud of the old king's posture, but he didn't sell a piece of cake. Suddenly saw a group of boxing champions walking from the street, and the sky was floating in the sky, "Arrogant facing the tens of thousands of waves. The guts are like iron and the bones are like stainless steel~" bgm, the rice **** in his hands are all frightened.

The people who wanted to buy breakfast in front of Chen Yulian's stall also stopped, looking at the end of the boxing champions' walk, looking towards the old king who was frying fish cakes.

This man is dressed in a brand-name suit and a medical rubber sleeve in his hand. He meticulously makes small fish cakes on the cart, and he is full of mysteries.

Li Nan carried his dark blue Bluetooth speaker and walked on the side of the boxing champion team, like a teacher leading the team.

He nodded to the beat and walked to Lu Rong. Seeing that Dent led the crowd to line up to buy cakes in a disciplined manner, he was crazy for Lao Wang, and he happily praised: "The effect is very good, and it became a hit."

Lu Rong: "Old Li, the music is a bit too drama."

Li Nan stretched out his hand to tease the light sign: "You got this all."

Lu Rong: "The light sign is for the Chengnan students across the street to see our products and attract them, but the music seems like we have reached a meal in the underworld, and the gangsters on the road took over a canteen with guns."

Li Nan shrugged and pressed off his Bluetooth speaker.

Lu Rong patted him on the shoulder: "You are a marketing manager, not a dj."

Li Nanbian: "Rong Rong, I want to confess one thing to you. In fact, I work part-time as a dj at night during the summer vacation." After a pause, "I'm going to the winter vacation too."

Li Nanbian discovered that he was interested in the dj industry after graduating from the high school entrance examination. He is keen to find various drama scenes in real life, and cut into suitable background music in the playlist to add atmosphere, which gives him the pleasure of being a god, as if he directed all of this in front of him.

In addition to being beaten sometimes, this hobby provides him with endless fun.

Lu Rong had long felt that something was wrong with Li Nan, so he took his Bluetooth speaker wherever he went. However, he supports everyone in finding their own hobbies and skills. He knows how to get a haircut and plumbing. Why can't Li Nanbian be a dj?

Lu Rong: "Just don't affect normal work."

"Of course." Li Nan took out the Huawei mate7 in his pocket and surrounded Pharaoh to take pictures.

So, that morning, all the large and small groups in the copy homework industry chain of Chengnan Middle School received a message-

"Which, there is someone selling fish cakes at the school gate! [photo]"

Small fish cakes are to Seongnam Middle School, just like sushi to Japan, kimchi to South Korea, and hamburgers to the United States, they are the symbol of the nation and the hope of the people.

Except for limited supply, there are no shortcomings.

Every day at noon, the canteen of Chengnan Middle School has a small-scale conflict over small fish cakes. Even if Lu Rong, who is a local snake in the south, will return empty-handed in all likelihood. Ordinary students are even more complaining.

Suddenly a person selling fish cakes came at the school gate, like a thunderstorm on the ground, attracting everyone's attention.

"How does it taste? How does it compare to the cafeteria?"

"how much for one?"

"Is there any more now? I want to try it"

"Why is this boss so strange"

"He looks like a gangster... he dare not buy, he dare not buy"

"The one on his car is a light sign? It's a bit showy"

"Why did the underworld boss choose the light card font to be round?"

...

A stone stirred up a thousand waves, Li Nan rushed to Lu Rong and nodded easily and made an ok gesture.

The first step to build momentum-let Chengnan students know that there are small fish cakes at the school gate, success!

Chengnan High School is a day school system. Everyone wakes up very early every day and comes to the school to participate in morning self-study. Most of them solve the breakfast problem by themselves on the road. When Li Nanbian sent the message, it was not yet the peak of school. As soon as everyone received the news, many students rushed to Lao Wang's booth.

Seeing that three or three students stopped, Lu Rong hurriedly asked Deng Te to take his men away because the boxing champion in the fine martial arts gym in front of him did not dare to approach.

Dent: "Didn't you tell me to find more people?"

The task he received was to lead people to fill the scene and create the illusion that the business was booming.

Now listening to Lu Rong's meaning, it seems that he didn't even do a good job. Dent lowered his head, looking a little bit of aggrieved grievance.

Lu Rong knew that Deng had been hit again, and hurriedly said with a serious face: "...you did a good job, Chuangwang, far beyond my expectation, I never expected you to bring so many people. It's just that. You did a little too well, but our side is not ready. We are not worthy of you."

Dent was like a green leaf that had been re-watered. He lifted his spirit and straightened his waist: "Nothing. You are the best."

Lu Rong stabilized Deng's military spirit and took him aside: "You have too many people, Pharaoh can't do it, and the real customers can't be ranked. Can you retreat strategically and save your valuables? Give time to others."

If Dent was just alone, even if Dent starved to death and jumped from here, as long as Lu Rong spoke, he would have to make room for others.

But this time he also brought his disciples out, and they also had their difficulties.

Dent: "Last night, we tightened our belts. We didn't eat, so we waited to come to Lao Wang's stall to eat something special."

In order to be a good trustee, Dent also searched a lot of strategies: When I was a singer's trustee, I had to cry very much, when I was a star trustee, I had to cry crazy, and when I was a restaurant trustee, then naturally I had to eat well.

In order to eat really good, Dent hungry the little disciples. He himself was hungry twice.

Lu Rong was deeply moved when he heard this. Unexpectedly, Dent is cool on the surface, but in fact it has such a sense of collective honor and organizational discipline. The backbone of their villain group is really cohesive!

Lu Rong immediately grabbed a few small fish cakes, Saige Dent, from Lao Wang, and said solemnly, "I won't let you go hungry. Come with me."

One minute later.

Chen Yulian's stall was surrounded by the champions of the Jingwu Boxing Gym, and the water couldn't get through.

Dent: "Three rice carp per person, with tenderloin, salted egg, pork floss, and hoisin sauce, thank you."

Chen Yulian shivered with fright: "12 yuan a piece."

Dent: "My boss said that we get a 50% discount on group purchases, is that okay?"

Chen Yulian: "Your boss has spoken, so what else can you do..."

As a result, regular customers who come to Chen Yulian's stall to buy glutinous rice every morning find that there are too many orders in front of them today.

After asking several times and getting the answer of "100 more", the students from Chengnan turned their attention to the new faces next door.

A seller who wears a black suit, rubber gloves, and fries small fish cakes with surgical precision and elegance.

He looks like the leader, but his breakfast is mass-produced.

...

After sweeping away the obstacles in the Jingwu Boxing Gym and bringing disasters to Chen Yulian's booth, Lu Rong found that Chengnan students were gradually attracted to Lao Wang's booth and couldn't help feeling nervous.

Li Nanbian: "Do you want to carry out the second step plan?"

Lu Rong: "Wait a second. There is still no final conclusion on how the diners will evaluate our goods. If the taste is not good enough, the paper towels are useless."

He turned his head, staring at Dent, who was eating small fish cakes and buying rice balls, and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Dent: "It's delicious."

Lu Rong: "How does it compare with the taste of the small fish cakes in the school cafeteria?"

Deng looked at Lu Rong solemnly with his left eye: "Compared with this, the study canteen is rubbish."

Lu Rong nodded at him with a smile, and returned to Li Nan's side.

Li Nanbian joked: "How is the feedback from the diners?"

Lu Rong browsed around: "We need to investigate the real diners."

Li Nanbian: "Then King Chuang?"

Lu Rong: "The fan filter is too thick."

Li Nanbian hummed back and forth, called Yan Gou, and went to interview other diners together.

Guo Jing jumped out of his father's minivan with crutches, smelled the fragrant deep-fried smell in the air, stood up straight like a mongoose in the desert, and looked at Lao Wang's booth.

Guo Jing is the only child in the family. His parents are very precious to him. In order to make him heal from the fracture earlier, his mother would give him a stewed bone soup every day.

Guo Jing was about to vomit and wanted to try something new.

So he eats breakfast at home every day, and then comes to school to pretend that he has not eaten breakfast, and ask Niu Yanling to buy him breakfast from the stall and eat two meals.

Mother often said that the food outside should not be eaten, it is dirty, but these spicy chicken foods are so fragrant and delicious that Guo Jing can't help him.

There is a fragrant and familiar smell in the air today. Guo Jing sniffed the void twice, his eyes fixed on the crowded stall opposite, and he couldn't help but stalked past. He couldn't wait to send a WeChat message to Niu Yanling to ask her to bring food.

Lu Rong at the breakfast stall glanced at Guo Jing and let out a cry.

Guo Jing said sweetly: "Good morning~"

Lu Rong took a few steps back and lined up with Guo Jing: "This is selling small fish cakes, I don't know how it compares to the cafeteria."

Guo Jing: "Wow! How much is one!"

Lu Rong: "It's the same as the cafeteria. It costs 4 yuan." This kind of pricing is not to hope that Chengnan students have the preconceived notion that "the small fish cakes at the school gate are not as good as the small fish cakes in the canteen".

Guo Jing counted the coins in his pocket and found that there were more: "Then I will ask you to eat itヽ(w

Guo Jing has 20 yuan of pocket money every day, and he ran out of it, so he would treat him to his "friends" if he couldn't use it up. Most of the "friends" did not treat him as a friend, just rubbed his pocket money.

Lu Rong chuckled lightly, rolled his hands up again, and wrapped the coins: "...Guo Jing, listen carefully, if you have a lot of pocket money, save it and don’t treat you casually. You don’t know how long you will be in the future. Will you beg for a living in your life? By that time, maybe these few coins will prevent you from freezing and starving to death in the snow on New Year's Eve."

Guo Jing: °ー°〃

Lu Rong: "I invite you."

Guo Jing: "Good, good."

The two moved in the line and quickly came to the front. Lu Rong bought a small fish cake for Guo Jing alone.

Lu Rong: "Taste it."

Guo Jing took a bite of the small fish cake and chewed carefully. Lu Rong paid attention to every subtle movement of his facial muscles.

"How?"

Guo Jing: "The dough is thicker than the canteen, and the fish is not as much as the canteen, and it is not as fresh as the canteen. It lacks the natural sweetness of the fish; it has been fried for too long and the smoke is heavier. However, the dough is thick and the bread crumbs are also thick. , It tastes crispy and chewy; the surimi is tender enough, with many seasonings, the strong spice masks the taste of the fish itself, and it is replaced by a heavy taste that is irresistible..." He said silly. He laughed, "I like this junk food!"

Lu Rong breathed a sigh of relief: steady.

If Ji Wenfeng represents the tricky taste of the young master, then Guo Jing represents the most popular civilian taste.

Guo Jing is the most greedy person Lu Rong has ever seen in his life. In other words, he is a well-informed gourmet.

Hearing Guo Jing's positioning and affirmation of Xiaoyubing, Lu Rong breathed a sigh of relief.

What can survive in the skewers world at the entrance of the school is undoubtedly junk food with heavy taste, high oil and salt.

This is what he imagined about small fish cakes!

Li Nanbian returned with Yan Gou and gave him the results of the survey: "There were a total of 26 people who participated in the survey. 88% of them thought it tasted good, better than the ones in school."

"Go and plan for the second step."

Li Nan whizzed out the tissue in his pocket, exaggerated his body language, and excitedly said: "Wow! There is today's love fortune on this tissue!!"

Lu Rong: "..."

Old Li's sorrow was almost like Marilyn Monroe doing TV commercials.

Li Nan pretended to look at his own, and then chased to see others, so that everyone near the stall noticed the paper towel wrapped in the fish cake. There were words printed on the tissues, and when I looked closely, it turned out to be a love guide.

Guo Jing looked down at the tissue in his hand--

"It's time to smooth the vigor, and the gentleness to accompany each day to smooth the time."

Guo Jing: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~ the boss will give me two more!"

Today, he brought breakfast to Miss Niu Yanling (*/w＼*)

Dent looked down at the tissue in his hand--

"Don't think he is unattainable, he is just a warm and prickly fish cake in your hands~"

Deng looked back at Lu Rong, and then at the small fish cake in his hand. The boss is, is it the small fish cake?

Wouldn't it be necessary to provide it...

"No, the boss is the boss, the boss is not the little fish cake." Dent thought coolly, and resolutely threw the little fish cake into his mouth.

Yan Goutian asked gods from all walks of life, and opened the tissue with a sense of ritual——

Six words were written coldly on the tissue: "You will die alone."

Yan Gou: "..."

Lu Rong was busy, tired and hungry. After eating the small fish cakes, he glanced at the tissue in his hand——

"No one is worthy of you right now."

Lu Rong chuckled, wiped his lips gracefully, rounded up the tissue, and threw it into the trash can.

...

Around them, everyone who opened the note was surprised or happy or confused, but they all took out their mobile phones.

The various social networks of Chengnan Middle School exploded.

More and more people flock to Lao Wang's booth...