Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 1224, Section 484: Hear my command: The Children's Day Carnival begins! [Part 2]

What is happiness?
Happiness is being able to enjoy a good meal after a busy day at work.

Ang Lee is the embodiment of happiness tonight.

One person ate two and a half servings of rice.

What? Who did you share the half portion with?
Of course it's Little Tiger.

Little Tiger ate one and a half servings.

"Didn't you say you weren't hungry?"

"I wasn't hungry at first, but I got hungry again while I was eating. Besides, I'm still growing, don't you think?"

"Oh yes, yes, yes, whatever you say is right."

"That's what it is!"

"Yes, yes, whatever you say."

"teacher!"

"Eat quickly, then go upstairs and pack up your sheet music. Let's leave early in the morning."

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, the adults cleared the table. Wang Xiaohu went upstairs and busied himself for a while. When he came down, he actually brought a sheet of music with him.

Throw away the trash, turn off the lights, and lock the door.

"Slow down, Brother An."

"You two should go up now."

Goodnight, Teacher Tang and Teacher Mu.

Goodnight, see you tomorrow!

At the store entrance, everyone said goodnight to each other. Old Tang and Mu Xin watched Li An drive away before going upstairs.
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When Ang Lee and his car got home, Old Lee was watching TV.

After discussing it, the teacher and student decided that Li An would take a shower first.

So Xiao Che took his phone and went to the living room to watch TV with his grandfather for a while.

"You can watch whatever you want."

"Grandpa, I watch this. My parents have been watching it too lately."

"This TV series is good."

"OK!"

As soon as he sat down in the car, he received a message from Wang Xiaohu.

Wang Xiaohu: I finally got my phone!
Car: Congratulations, let me take a picture of the kitten.
Almost immediately after the car information was sent, Wang Xiaohu sent a 15-second video.

In the video, Doubao Douhua jumps around Wang Xiaohu, looking like she really misses him.

Little Car: I feel like they've grown a little bit!

Wang Xiaohu: Exactly! Every week when I come back, I find they've both grown a bit more. I'm going to take a shower now, I'll tell you something later.

Car: Okay
Wang Xiaohu: Forget it, I'll just tell you now.
Car: Okay
Wang Xiaohu: Aren't you even a little curious?

Little Car: Grandpa is talking to me.
Wang Xiaohu: Okay, okay, I'm going to take a shower now. Don't look at your phone.
Xiao Che put down her phone and listened as her grandfather added some details to the story.

"He's a bad guy."

"This old man is really good at playing bad guys."

"Ha ha ha ha"

At that moment, Ang Lee came out of the bathroom, drying his hair. "What are you laughing at?"

"Grandpa was telling me who the bad guys are," Xiao Che explained.

Ang Lee: "Alright, alright, go wash up now."

"Okay!" The little car got up. "Grandpa, I'm going to take a shower. I'll listen to your story again tomorrow."

Old Li chuckled, "Go quickly."
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After taking a shower, Wang Xiaohu immediately sent a message to Xiao Che. When Xiao Che didn't reply, he put down his phone and started rummaging through the cabinet.

The commotion was so loud that it attracted Xu Li's attention.

"What are you looking for?" Xu Li asked, puzzled, seeing her son had made a mess of toys all over the floor. "These are all your toys from when you were little."

Wang Xiaohu scratched his head: "I'm thinking about what to sell tomorrow."

Xu Li really didn't expect this, because every toy on the ground had once been Wang Xiaohu's precious treasure.

"Go see for yourself, since you're not playing anymore anyway."

Wang Xiaohu immediately retorted: "If I don't want to play it anymore, I can still collect it!"

Xu Li was speechless: "Then you can keep it."

Wang Xiaohu: "But I have nothing left to sell. These are all the toys I have to sell."

As he spoke, Wang Xiaohu squatted down and started fiddling with a red remote-controlled car. "Mom, how much did you pay for this back then?"

Xu Li couldn't possibly remember. "I forgot. I think it was around six or seven hundred? I bought it when I was in second grade."

“It seems so.” Wang Xiaohu picked up the Bumblebee Transformer toy next to him. “My grandpa bought it for me for my tenth birthday.”

"My uncle bought this pistol for me when he came back from Thailand."

"My aunt bought this nine-linked rings for me."

"This race car was also bought for me by my grandfather."

"And Ultraman Tiga too!"

Little Tiger was surprised to find that most of his toys were bought for him by his grandfather.

"Grandpa is still the best to me. Grandpa never buys me toys."

Xu Li: "Your grandfather bought you a lot of toys, but you broke them all when you were little."

Wang Xiaohu pouted, stood up, looked at the toys scattered on the floor, and sighed, "Mom, what else can I sell besides toys?"

To be honest, Little Tiger is really reluctant to sell these toys to him, even though he doesn't play with them anymore.

Xu Li thought for a moment and said, "Look at your bookshelf. Many of the books are new and you haven't even read them since you bought them. You could pick out a few to sell."

Wang Xiaohu walked up to the bookshelf, glanced at it, and then gave up. Who would want to read the books on his bookshelf?

The Four Great Classical Novels, and various other Chinese and foreign classics, give him a headache just looking at them.

"Never mind, I'll think about it some more."

As he was speaking, Wang Xiaohu suddenly had an idea, "Hey Mom, is there anything you don't need? I can help you sell it, like necklaces, bracelets, and rings. I don't see you wearing them anymore."

Xu Li: "There's no need for you to go to that."

After saying that, Xu Li turned and left, leaving the two kittens wandering among a pile of toys.

Wang Xiaohu stroked his chin, realizing that this was indeed a problem.

What if it were a monkey? What insightful opinions would a monkey have?
Tiger decided to ask for help from outside the venue. He picked up his phone and found that the car hadn't replied to his message yet, so he sent a message to Monkey.

The monkey replied instantly: "Are you going to release your Ultraman card?"
Wang Xiaohu: Get lost!
Monkey: Why are you yelling at me! I was just giving you advice! Since you're not playing anymore anyway, why don't you just sell the cards to someone who needs them!

Wang Xiaohu: Like you?
Monkey: Me too! I'll take all the black gold cards, but I'll pay you back slowly! Wang Xiaohu chuckled. His Ultraman cards were his lifeblood; he wouldn't sell even the most ordinary card, let alone a black gold one!

Wang Xiaohu: Good luck on your final exams. If you do well, I'll give you a bonus.

Monkey: Bro!!!
Wang Xiaohu: But don't contact me if you're not in the top three.

The monkey immediately sent a blood-vomiting emoji: Just say you don't want to deliver!

Wang Xiaohu: It's because you didn't try hard enough!
Then Wang Xiaohu sent the same question to A Liu.

One minute later.

Ah Liu: Charity sale?
Wang Xiaohu: Do you have any good ideas for a typical street market?

Ah Liu: Does your school allow the sale of blind boxes?

Wang Xiaohu's eyes lit up immediately. As expected of A-Liu: he didn't say no!

Ah Liu: That solves it. You pick three hundred bad cards, mix in five slightly better ones, then package them simply, and sell them for one yuan each. If you make three hundred, you'll definitely sell them all.

Wang Xiaohu: I don't sell cards! Besides, nobody's stupid!
Ah Liu: You only need to pay attention to one detail, which is to show off all your black and gold cards at the booth, understand?
Wang Xiaohu clicked his tongue in disbelief. Ah Liu really figured this out; isn't this tantamount to fraud?

Wang Xiaohu: You'll definitely be a shrewd businessman in the future!

Ah Liu: No, no, the people you attract will definitely buy card packs outside. What can they buy for one dollar outside? They have a chance to get good cards from you.

Wang Xiaohu: I've already said I don't sell cards! Do you have any other good suggestions?

Ah Liu: Why are you keeping your duplicate card? My only suggestion is to consider this one. Seriously, your school is so lucky!
Wang Xiaohu: Do you have class tomorrow?

Ah Liu: Let's not talk about such sad things. Let's get back to studying. I wish you great sales tomorrow. If you do well, remember to treat me to a sports drink next week.

Wang Xiaohu: Absolutely, bye-bye.
It has to be said that Brother Tiger was somewhat moved; he had far more than three hundred duplicate cards.

Ah Liu is right about one thing: why keep duplicate cards?

Just then, the car's message arrived.

Xiao Che: I'm going back inside. What do you want to tell me?
Wang Xiaohu: Actually, it's nothing special. You said tonight I've been frowning a lot today, right? It's because of the teacher—
Just as I turned on the air conditioning and lay down in the car, I saw a message that Wang Xiaohu had returned.

She knew that, but seeing the other person and the teacher bickering all night, she figured there shouldn't be any problems.

Little Car: What's wrong with the teacher?

Wang Xiaohu: Do you know why I didn't perform well during rehearsal last night?

Xiao Che: Is it because you're nervous?
Wang Xiaohu: Because we used a pre-recorded recording for this performance.

Car: Recording? You guys aren't really kidding, are you?!

Wang Xiaohu: It's not that they weren't really bragging, it's that they were bragging based on a recording. There were some students bragging on stage, but what came out of the speakers was mainly the recording.
Little Car: Oh, what does this have to do with the teacher?

Wang Xiaohu: Of course it's related! The teacher told us to use recordings!
Little Car: What's wrong with using a recording? The recording quality is definitely better than your acting!

Wang Xiaohu: But we've been preparing for so long! Everyone has worked so hard! Don't you understand what I mean?

Xiao Che: I understand. It's because your actual performance is not as good as the recording, so the teacher asked you to use the recording. The teacher is the director, and it's for the overall effect of the program. What's wrong with that?

moment.

Wang Xiaohu: You're right, but the teacher ignored our feelings.
Xiao Che: How do you feel? If the teacher weren't in charge of the orchestra, do you think your orchestra, based on its actual level, would have had the opportunity to perform on such a big stage?
The guy on the other end of the chat window was dumbfounded. How did the screen turn out like this?
The car continued editing and sending: Have all the clubs' programs been broadcast?

Wang Xiaohu: Half.
Little Car: Were any shows eliminated?

Wang Xiaohu: Yes

Car: Why was it rejected?

Wang Xiaohu: There are various reasons for being rejected.

Xiao Che: At least one thing is certain: the stage effects weren't good enough.
Wang Xiaohu: That's true.
Xiao Che: What do you think the final effect would be if you didn't record it and just really blew it out?

Wang Xiaohu: I think it's okay.
Xiao Che: Can it reach the level of other programs?

Wang Xiaohu: The nature of the programs is different! Singing and dancing are so much simpler.

Xiao Che: Whether it's simple or not isn't up to you to decide, and are you the only ones who put in the effort? Didn't everyone else put in the effort? Are you the only ones using recordings?

Wang Xiaohu: Most of them used recording.
Car: So, do you have any other questions?
Wang Xiaohu: Don't be angry. I just wanted to tell you about this. Actually, I'm not angry with the teacher anymore.

Xiao Che: You still dare to be angry with the teacher?

Wang Xiaohu: No, no, I wasn't angry. I was just a little irritated with the teacher at the time.

The little car chuckled: You dare to blame the teacher?

Wang Xiaohu: No, no, oh dear, I was wrong, okay?

Little Car: You were wrong from the start! If you used your brain even a little, you'd know why the teacher made you use the recording!

Wang Xiaohu: It's for the overall effect of the show, how could I not understand!

Xiao Che: Why does the teacher value the overall effect of the program?

Wang Xiaohu: He's the director!
Xiao Che: Even I know that you're putting on this big outdoor performance to promote your school's fall admissions! The teacher is the director, that's true, but the real pressure on the teacher is the feedback from the outside world!

Wang Xiaohu: Uh.
Xiao Che: You think the teacher made you fake it on purpose? And you're blaming the teacher and angry with the teacher? This performance is all about high-level presentation! This is the teacher's job!
Little Car: Sigh, Tiger, when will you grow up a bit? It's really worrying!

Wang Xiaohu: !!!
Car: Okay, okay, I'll let it go since you've tried so hard. You'd better do your best tomorrow night.

Wang Xiaohu: I! Know!

Xiao Che: So, have you decided what to sell tomorrow?
Wang Xiaohu: Don't even mention it, I'm really worried about it. Can you give me some advice?
five minutes later.

Car: Selling books is good, since you don't read them anyway. Selling cards is good too, since you have duplicate cards anyway.

Wang Xiaohu: The problem is, nobody reads any of these books I can sell! Do you even read them? I have three copies of *Diary of a Madman*! I just want to get rid of them all right now.
Car: Let me think about it.

Car: Are you sure you have a stall?

Wang Xiaohu: I think so. There are stalls organized by class, and there are also public stalls. They said that you can find a place to set up your stall anywhere in the public stalls.

The little car thought for a moment: Buying a book would grant a certain number of chances to draw cards? Is there some kind of scheme?
Wang Xiaohu: Huh?!

For example, if you buy a book priced between ten and twenty yuan, you get three chances to draw cards. Since you only make three yuan profit selling three cards, it's like buying a book and getting three cards for free. It seems like you're losing three yuan, but this gives you the opportunity to get rid of some of the less popular books.
Wang Xiaohu: Wow, Arlene!!! I'll display my black gold card on the stall again, that way someone will definitely come and buy my book!
Xiao Che: Don't do that. You need to calculate the number of books you want to sell and how many cards you need. For example, if you need to prepare fifty cards for a lottery, put ten cards in that you think are worth more than three yuan each. The rest are up to you. As long as someone buys a book and wins a good card, they will promote your business.
Wang Xiaohu: Understood!
Toy car: It's best to use cards from the same series as the lottery prize.

Wang Xiaohu: If you're going to collect, collect the whole set!!! Arlene, have you ever opened blind boxes before?
Car: I haven't driven one, but I've seen others drive them, and they seem pretty much the same; they're all like this.

Wang Xiaohu: I feel like I'm going to have a huge sales performance tomorrow!

Car: I was just saying, don't blame me if you can't sell it.
Wang Xiaohu: Trust me! It will definitely sell! I have confidence in my cards!

Car: Well then, I wish you great sales in advance!

Wang Xiaohu: Shall we sell them together?
Little Car: I'm not going with you, I'm going to Taobao tomorrow!
Wang Xiaohu: Huh?
Car: I plan to spend 100 yuan tomorrow!

Wang Xiaohu: What can you buy with 100 yuan?
Car: Don't underestimate one hundred yuan!

Wang Xiaohu: You can work for me and earn money, and I'll pay you a salary!
Little Car: I'll talk to you some more. You'd better hurry up and prepare what you're going to sell tomorrow, and the card holders for the lucky draw. Make them look presentable, or I won't help you sell them. Goodnight, see you tomorrow!

The night was quiet, and in the next room, Ang Lee was still video chatting with Teacher Xiaomi.

It is foreseeable that tomorrow's daytime will be fulfilling and interesting for the children of the book lovers.

Oh right, and there's also an unofficial member—Arin.

(End of this chapter)