blogombal Chapter 331: Outrageous Small Words Notes
Chapter 331: Outrageous Small Words Notes
There was a keen desire for knowledge in everyone's eyes.
So curious!
Who won the championship?
But Wang Jialiang seemed to be deliberately teasing everyone's appetite. He took a deep breath and changed the subject, "Let's first see how many people patronized the guest booths around the masters."
Wang Jialiang's words made the audience sigh.
There were also people shouting at him to announce it quickly.
However, he just refused to announce it and chose to go against the audience.
"Let's first announce Master Bai Songzi's guest. According to the staff's statistics, a total of 15 people visited the guest booth and spent yuan!"
When Wang Jialiang mentioned the amount, his voice suddenly rose.
Apparently, they didn’t expect that a dozen people would have such spending power.
At the top of that rule, there is a very long line of very eye-catching notes.
"You think, I haven't read the rules yet, but, did I miss something?" Xing Yongfu took down the board with the rules written on it and showed it to Xiaojia.
But, do you care about the 10,000 or 80,000 yuan next to you?
For the most part, it was the audience who were fans of the other teachers who started to speak ill of Bai Songzi, thinking that Bai Songzi was shameful and lost miserably.
Ye Zhiyu didn't pay attention to the eye contact between the two, but instead fixed his eyes on Zongye's body, "That time, you were going to announce the data of the lucky audience invited by Master Zongye."
"The second guest announced is the lucky audience member invited by Master Yue Lin! According to the staff's statistics, a total of 12 people visited the guest booth and spent a total of... yuan!?"
Before Xing Yongfu published the note, the scene fell into an eerie silence.
Ye Zhiyu coughed heavily and placed his hand on the top of the eighth rule.
Even Xing Yongfu himself was tempted and wanted to ask Zong Ye for help tomorrow to build a gold-absorbing formation for me so that I could earn less money.
"Fuck! Did he see that the audience he chose was so embarrassed?"
Is eight thousand yuan too little?
Xing Yongfu was very angry.
I dare to doubt that tomorrow, the door of the Sono family will be trampled down by these rich people.
Ye Zhiyu looked at Master Ye and Yue Lin with a strange expression.
"Whether you have the ability or not, you just have to be overconfident!"
The words he wrote are really a test of one's eyesight.
Bai Songzi felt the boy's anxiety. He smiled at him, patted your shoulder, and soothed your inner anxiety.
Ye Zhiyu was secretly shocked.
As I said this, I looked at the card in my hand and opened my eyes consciously.
Ye Zhiyu was speechless when asked by Xing Yongfu.
Zong Ye's face was indifferent, without any expression.
The one who felt Bai Songzi's contempt most directly was Yue Lin.
Deep down, you still have no idea how many people you trade with, how much you sell, and how much you sell for.
The reason why Xing Yongfu was so panicked was not, you know, because of the rules of the program team.
There was a hint of life in Ye Zhiyu's eyes.
Xiaojia came to his senses at that time.
Bai Songzi's face changed in shock and he quickly stepped back.
"Master Xing Yong invited 13 lucky visitors to his booth, spending a total of... yuan!?"
Everyone: “…” Outrageous!
[Note: The lowest selling price refers to the money prepared by the program team for the customers, not the customers’ own money]
I'm really good at making money!
Ye Zhiyu: “…” It’s a lot, it can’t even be said to be just broken.
I first cast my eyes down to Bai Songzi's body, then looked at Xing Yongfu's face, and said with a strange expression: "First of all, what you want to announce is not the amount sold by the lucky audience selected by Wang Jialiang..."
After a long while, I said awkwardly: "This is..."
Anyone who was refuted by Bai Songzi would look unhappy and start to curse.
Xiaojia took another quick look and found out if there was any problem.
Compared with others, it is indeed less!
Bai Songzi looked at Xing Yongfu and asked me doubtfully, "Eight thousand, is that a lot?"
You haven't done a very bad thing. It's not that Wang Jialiang is an academic expert, but he is making you look bad on the stage.
Yue Lin sneered and took back the little snake.
[Eighth, the lucky guests who have been improved in earning power will be arranged to set up the same stalls on the streets of Hong Kong, attracting 100 customers (the program team invites bad guests). The lucky guest who sells the least money will not be the winner of this game, that is, the little teacher in front of you.]
Zong Ye was really calm and composed. He could be humble or arrogant, proud or impatient. He had none of the temperament that an older man should have.
They all looked at Ye Zhiyu with questioning eyes, wondering if they understood what I meant by putting out the board with the rules written on it again?
Seeing that the situation had become less serious, Ye Zhiyu quickly spoke up, "That's right, everything is still unknown right now."
Wang Jialiang just felt that this world was magical.
However, the amount of money was all prepared by the program team, which has completely different meaning.
The audience looked at the other eight masters with an incomprehensible look.
You have nothing to worry about.
The audience stopped singing the pessimism.
As I said that, I cleared my throat and picked up the card in my hand.
As soon as Ye Zhiyu finished speaking, the scene suddenly became quiet.
Yue Lin raised his upper jaw slightly, and his thin white and purple lips curled up slightly. When you turned to look at Master Ye, there was a hint of provocation.
After the pearly page ending with the word "wan", eight thousand yuan is really considered a small amount.
"So, the first place in the first round is not: Bai Songzi or Xing Yongfu!" Seeing the silence at the scene, Ye Zhiyu announced the result of the competition.
What an astonishing number! ?
The audience looked at each other and showed some sympathy for the boy.
It’s like asking: If Bai Songzi can know it, why do we know it?
After all, the amounts sold by the guests of the later masters were very small, Bai Songzi's was only less than 8,000. Do you really care at all?
Bai Songzi curled his lips in concern, "Da Wang hasn't announced the results yet, why are they waiting? Are they afraid that the person they bet on will lose badly?"
Are all these lucky viewers so rich?
"Wang Jialiang, you seem to be quite concerned about the amount, and even have a bit of satisfaction on your face. Do you think the amount is too high?" Seeing that Bai Songzi was not angry at all, Ye Zhiyu couldn't help but feel surprised.
Bai Songzi straightened his chest confidently, turned his head to look at the side, and smiled with a hint of contempt.
She glanced sideways and glanced at Bai Songzi. The little snake coiled around her neck suddenly rushed out and met Bai Songzi face to face.
"Other people don't sell for more than 11,000 at most, but he only sold it for 8,000. Does he feel ashamed?" No one looked over and spoke up.
My words made the boy chosen by Bai Songzi feel nervous.
Moreover, they don’t know that this competition only counts the money given by the program team. Are they counting our own money?
However, such data is nothing compared to the others.
"There were 60 people visiting the guest booth selected by Xing Yongfu... and they spent a total of 6000 yuan!"