How can you ascend to heaven when you are a star?

Chapter 23 Tricks
"Sister Liu, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Zhang Wen walked up to a woman and stopped.

The other person was in her early thirties, with a plump figure and a pretty face. She was elegantly dressed in a light-colored professional suit and exuded the charm of a mature woman.

Sister Liu’s full name is Liu Yuan, and she is the owner of a small media company nearby.

Zhang Wen used to work part-time in this company and was always well taken care of during his college years.

"I just arrived not long ago."

Liu Yuan downplayed it with a gentle smile on her face.

She admired this young man very much. She could see a vigorous and tenacious vitality in him.

"Sister Liu, I have brought the people here, nine in total, just across the street." Zhang Wen pointed in the direction of the students and showed them to Sister Liu.

"Well, I trust the person you're looking for." Liu Yuan said as she dragged out two large suitcases from behind her. "Everything is here. Let's stick to the old rules."

Zhang Wen nodded, dragged the suitcase to his side, and didn't forget to say thank you.

"Thank you, Sister Liu."

"I also want to thank you. We're short on manpower these days, and you've been a huge help to me. Okay, go ahead and do your thing. See you later."

"Sister Liu, take care."

Zhang Wen dragged his suitcase back across the street and was about to speak when he found that all the students were gone.

He looked around quickly, and perhaps because he was too conspicuous, he soon saw the students in the crowd.

Ok?
Why is it still being performed?

A hint of doubt flashed in Zhang Wen's eyes, and then he took out a whistle from his pocket and blew it hard!

"Dudu!"

The sound echoed in the block and could be heard from far away, attracting the attention of passers-by.

When the students saw the teacher blow the whistle, they immediately stopped performing and hurried back like pigeons flying away.

"Teacher, you called us?"

Qiao Shuxin stopped in front of the teacher and asked while smoothing the messy hair on her forehead.

Zhang Wen looked around and asked in confusion, "What were you doing just now?"

"Perform!" Zhou Lingyi said with a smile, raising her pretty face as if waiting for praise.

"Who asked you to perform?"

“No one, it was our own initiative.”

"Did I say I was going to perform here today?"

"what?"

Zhou Lingyi's expression froze, and her smile froze on her face. Thinking of her previous leading action, her face flushed red for a moment.

Zhang Wen said nothing more and reached out to drag the suitcase in front of the student.

"This is your mission today."

Everyone looked at the suitcase with curiosity, wondering what might be inside.

Could it be a costume for a performance?

But isn’t it too inhumane to wear such thin clothes in such cold weather?

Hip-hop and folk dances are still acceptable, but ballet...

Who in their right mind would dance in a ballet costume on the street in the middle of winter?

Or perhaps a musical instrument?
Zhang Wen laid the suitcase down, and then slowly opened it amid the speculation of the students.

I saw that the room was neatly filled with flyers.

It says: Return the love, don’t leave until you are happy.

From now on, you can enjoy buy two get one free after 10pm in the XXX bar lobby...

"Teacher, what is this?"

Qiao Shuxin and others were full of questions.

You don't want them to go to the bar, do you?
"Your task today is to make all these flyers glow." Zhang Wen said with a serious expression.

Since he couldn't teach professional courses, he could only find other things for this group of energetic teenagers to do.

You can't just stand in the classroom and meditate every day, right?

Teaching them to enter society, contact society, and integrate into society, isn’t this also a kind of experience?

The students got exercise and he got paid, perfect.

"Handing out flyers? Why?" Zhou Lingyi asked in confusion, frowning.

She could understand performing in public, but she really couldn't understand handing out flyers on the street.

"Don't underestimate handing out flyers."

Zhang Wen said seriously with a stern face, "Distributing flyers isn't just about handing them out to passersby. You have to be enthusiastic and smile the whole time, otherwise passersby will think you're handing them garbage..."

"I see." He Xingyi raised his hand and answered, "Teacher Zhang, you want to train our character, to keep calm in the face of everything and everyone, and to avoid impatience, right?"

Zhang Wen was slightly stunned, then nodded heavily.

"Oh yes, you figured that out. You have quite a good understanding. You are worthy of being someone who is going to take the directing major."

Zhang Wen patted the other person's shoulder with relief and continued, "You must overcome your shyness and timidity. Even when facing the disregard and rejection of passers-by, you must remain calm. Do you understand?"

After saying this, he secretly broke into a sweat.

No wonder teachers like top students. Who doesn’t like this analytical ability?
He Xingyi was delighted by the praise, and a hint of pride appeared between his brows.

The other students suddenly realized that distributing flyers actually involves so much knowledge.

Is this what Chinese teachers often refer to when teaching texts: “seeing the big picture from the small”?
It all comes down to Teacher Zhang. Practice makes perfect.

"Each of you take one stack, and then come back to me to collect it after it's distributed. Let's get started."

As Zhang Wen finished speaking, nine students quickly picked up the flyers and rushed into the crowd.

To them, Teacher Zhang’s words are like an imperial decree.

Zhang Wen dragged his suitcase and chose a sunny place to sit down.

Although the Spring Festival holiday is about to end, the festive atmosphere on the streets is still strong. Various New Year decorations attract countless passers-by to take photos, and internet celebrities also come out in battle suits to rock the streets.

Zhang Wen is usually busy living and rarely has time to care about other things.

Now that everything is getting better, I finally have time to stop and appreciate these beautiful scenery that I have never noticed before.

There are three thousand rivers of water, and I just want to take a few more scoops.

Among the three hundred Tang poems, black stockings are the best.

Great grandfather, this Shengsi is as you can see!
Just as Zhang Wen was admiring the little fairy, a figure appeared behind him, blocking the sun in the sky.

Zhang Wen only felt a chill on his back, and his bones began to become porous.

He turned around in dissatisfaction to see who was so tactless.

The sunlight was a bit dazzling, and it took me a while to adjust to it before I could see the domineering face clearly.

Leg-sex agent.

unlucky!

Zhang Wen dragged his suitcase to the side and continued to supplement calcium.

Gao Yue stood there feeling a little awkward. She had anticipated countless scenarios, such as scaring the other person to the point of limp legs or making him scream, but she had never expected that he would dislike her.

She walked over unwillingly, stood beside the man and asked, "Why are you running? Are you afraid of me?"

Zhang Wen moved aside again. "I have trypophobia. I can't be around people with ulterior motives."

"I think you feel guilty?" Gao Yue raised the corners of his mouth with a hint of ridicule.

"You are so good at observing, why do you want to be a celebrity agent? You might as well go into venture capital." Zhang Wen said sarcastically.

Gao Yue's expression froze and his fists clenched tightly.

Every time she saw the other person, she felt uncomfortable all over, especially when the other person opened his mouth, she felt particularly upset.

Could it be bloodline suppression?
She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. Looking at her niece handing out flyers not far away, she asked curiously, "What's going on today?"

"Jingwei fills the sea, Houyi shoots down the sun..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Gao Yue saw the strange looks from the passers-by and her face turned red. She quickly stopped the man next to her from continuing.

"You, what are you talking about? Can you be serious?"

As she spoke, she took out a mask from her coat pocket and put it on her face.

This was originally prepared for artists, but I didn't expect it to come in handy here.

"What are you thinking about? Can you be serious?" Zhang Wen glanced at the female agent and said leisurely, "Every word I say is serious. You are the one who is not serious. Singing, reciting, sitting, kneeling, playing musical instruments, and lying down. Which word in it is not serious? Which word can't you use?"
"you……"

Gao Yueqi's veins bulged, and his teeth were clenching.
Zhang Wen raised his face and asked with a smile, "Why, have you never seen such a shameless person before? If you can't stand it, just leave immediately. Don't deliberately approach me under the banner of my niece to attract my attention. I'm not interested in you, so forget it. Of course, if you can come up with one million as a betrothal gift and two large flats as a dowry, I can reluctantly consider it."

"..."

Gao Yue looked at this mean and annoying face, and his hands itched to slap it right away.

But after staring for a while, she suddenly laughed again.

"I understand. You just want to piss me off and leave because you're afraid I'll expose you here. Hehe, I can't trick you into leaving. Let's see what other tricks you can come up with!"

Gao Yue folded his hands in front of his chest with a smug expression on his face.

Zhang Wen looked at the woman and slowly turned his head.

"Jingwei fills the sea, Houyi shoots down the sun..."

"you shut up!"

"..."

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