I'm a web novelist, and you want me to work in the entertainment industry?

As time went on, the queue grew longer and longer.

At first, there were only seven or eight people gathered under the willow tree, but later it grew to more than a dozen.

Later, the line stretched out in front of us like a dragon, with no end in sight.

The people in line were almost all young people, many of whom had no idea what was happening in front of them, but still joined the crowd and waited until the end of the line.

In order to make money faster (scratch that)... and provide better convenience for customers, Cheng Che quickly carried out business reforms - he borrowed all the cell phones of Xia Ziyi, Xu Anan, and Tian Xiwei.

Using four phones simultaneously quadrupled the money-making efficiency.

The morning passed quickly, and not a single person succeeded in the challenge.

Along the way, several people even recognized Cheng Che and had seen clips of his oral narration of "Take Her Eyes," but this still did not prevent them from failing the challenge.

Tian Xiwei and Xu Anan's handmade jewelry production has completely fallen short of demand, to the point that Cheng Che is considering revising the rules and removing the penalty for failing the challenge.

Unexpectedly, these students were all quite temperamental.

Finding no handmade jewelry available, he didn't say much, but wiped away his tears and took out an extra ten yuan.

"Let's just say... the registration fee is twenty yuan."

After saying that, they ran away crying one after another.

As Tian Xiwei and Xu Anan watched their steadily increasing income, they thought to themselves: This is truly something for nothing!

The comments section was completely stunned:

[Dad, Mom, I was wrong. Education is really useful! Being educated can really make money (in a daze)!]

[Silly child, if you don't want to be fooled, go to school, because all scholars are cunning.]

Who would have thought that I might have found the future career path for literature students in a comedy variety show...

Just when you think the internet is becoming saturated, some amazing person always appears out of nowhere, bringing life and fun.

[Your "Random Notes" has ultimately been turned into a hacked version by Che Ge.]

……

The sun gradually climbed overhead, and the temperature gradually rose.

Cheng Che was getting a little tired of sitting on the bench.

He glanced at Tian Xiwei and Xu Anan beside him, who were frantically weaving bracelets with numb expressions, and suggested:

"Shall we pack up and leave?"

The two looked up instantly, as if they had heard heavenly music, and nodded repeatedly like they were pounding garlic.

"Then let's pack up and go find Teacher Yan and the others," Cheng Che decided.

By the end of the morning, the four of them had earned exactly one thousand yuan, including the money from selling handmade jewelry.

The efficiency is nothing short of astonishing.

"Waaaaah (inhales)...Here's the money!"

As the last female student paid an extra ten yuan and took the bracelet, Cheng Che stood up.

"We're closing up shop! Everyone, please stop queuing!" he shouted.

The long line quieted down for a moment, then erupted into chaos.

"What? You're closing down? You're not even willing to make money? Boss, can you please stop being so capricious?!"

"Exactly! Boss, how can you be so selfish! Our curiosity hasn't been satisfied yet!"

"Let's go a little longer, it'll be my turn soon. Hang in there, I'll pay an extra five yuan for the registration fee!"

"No way, you'd turn down money when you can? What kind of business is that!"

Cheng Che scratched his head, exchanged glances with the three girls behind him, and thought the scene was rather bizarre.

No, I'm not accepting any more money, so why are you still rushing to give me money?

You are the most rebellious group of customers I have ever worked with.

"How about this then?"

Cheng Che thought for a moment, picked up a marker, and wrote a website address on the back of the cardboard—it was the official link to the competition co-organized by the Chinese website and the Shanghai Writers Association.

"The source of the novel you need to read in the game is written on this cardboard. If you're interested, go check it out yourself. I need to pack up and eat now!"

After he finished speaking, he wedged the cardboard into the gap of the bench, and then left with the three girls.

As soon as they left, the customers swarmed around them, staring at the mysterious code on the cardboard, and fell into a collective silence.

"Should we go in? It's not some kind of virus website, is it?"

"What if it's an article?"

"Oh no, we have no choice but to go in and check it out now..."

Suddenly, the number of visits to the website surged.

……

……

After a quick lunch, the group arrived at the small teahouse where Teacher Yan and Liu Xianhua worked.

Since it's a dim sum restaurant, it's already closed and there are no customers.

Teacher Yan and Liu Xianhua were eating at a small bamboo table by the window, with a middle-aged man with a mustache sitting opposite them.

His mustache was meticulously groomed, with the ends slightly upturned, which, combined with his long, thin face, gave him a rather flamboyant air.

"Oh, you've arrived?" Yan Lei put down his chopsticks and waved to everyone.

"Welcome," Liu Xianhua added.

"This is Boss Sun," Yan Lei introduced. "Boss, these are the other friends from our program team."

The man addressed as Boss Sun stood up and smiled warmly: "Welcome, welcome, please find a seat."

"Your show is quite interesting. Xiao Liu played guitar here this morning, and the customers all said it was good, especially the young girls. I've been very busy this morning—"

"Oh, there isn't any."

Henry Lau said this, but he didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, he proudly raised his head.

"So, how did it go for you four this morning?" Yan Lei suddenly asked. "Da Hua and I each earned a hundred this morning!"

Strictly speaking, he earned fifty, and Liu Xianhua earned one hundred and fifty.

However, Henry Lau was very generous and gave him fifty cents.

Yan Lei was quite satisfied—they had only worked for two or three hours in total, and the income was indeed not low.

Those who sell handmade jewelry can't possibly earn more than him, right?

"We made a thousand this morning!" Xia Ziyi exclaimed excitedly. "We could have made even more; the line almost blocked the road!"

"But Cheng Che said that was enough, so we packed up and left."

"Fold...fold so much?" Henry Lau exclaimed in shock. "What have you all been doing?"

Xia Ziyi briefly recounted what had happened.

"You can even fold samples?!" Liu Xianhua felt his worldview crumbling inch by inch.

Yan Lei fell completely silent.

So you mean he worked himself to the bone all morning, washing dishes, wiping tables, and mopping floors, and only earned fifty yuan?

Cheng Che and his friends earned a thousand yuan just by sitting in chairs all morning, talking and doing their work.

Is this the insurmountable gap between manual laborers and mental laborers?

"No, what kind of story is this that's so incredible?" Yan Lei was skeptical. "Come, come, let me see!"

Earned a thousand yuan in one morning with just one story?

It made dozens of people cry?

Isn't that utter nonsense?!

Cheng Che did as Yan Lei wished.

ten minutes later……

"Hmm, that's a good story, but um, I need to go to the restroom."

Yan Lei rubbed his eyes, turned his back to the camera, and walked away quickly.

The remaining people looked at each other and began to suppress their laughter.

"Speaking of which, what are your plans for this afternoon?" Liu Xianhua asked. "Mr. Yan and I plan to continue working this afternoon."

Although the teahouse had already closed, Mr. Sun said he also had a small tavern nearby that opened at 3 p.m.

If he and Teacher Yan are willing, they can go back and continue working there.

"I haven't decided yet, I'll see," Cheng Che said casually.

Tian Xiwei nodded in agreement.

Xu Anan did not speak.

Xia Ziyi, however, glanced at Cheng Che and Tian Xiwei, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

She secretly leaned close to Xu Anan's ear and whispered something:

"Nannan, what do you think? Should we try to create a date opportunity for Xiaotian Chengche this afternoon?"

Xu Anan: ! ! ? ?