But in his understanding, the end point of writing a book is basically to make a TV movie.
But seeing Qin Yun and the other two hemming and hawing, he also sensed that something might be wrong. Looking at the two big sweet potatoes that stood out from the crowd, he tactfully compensated:
"Um...you just said that you were writing back to the 1970s and 1980s? In the 1970s and 1980s, eating roasted sweet potatoes in rural areas should be very relevant now, right?"
What's more, he coughed dryly: "In the period novels I write, the male protagonist usually takes advantage of the change to make money... and start a career..."
Occasionally there is a poor male protagonist, and he will definitely take off and earn the first pot of gold in the first three golden chapters. As for the roasted sweet potatoes, there is no such meticulousness at all.
The room fell into silence.
Professor Song looked at them and then at Lu Chuan. Seeing this handsome young man smiling at him, Song Tan also raised the corners of his mouth...
Fine!
He didn't say anything, just turned over the small sweet potatoes of even size on the edge of the stove: "This way they will bake more evenly and cook faster."
He felt that his hint was very obvious, but Qin Yun and He Kuai would only nod their heads: "Yes, yes, you get used to it quickly."
At the same time, he turned over all the sweet potatoes on the stove, including their two Big Macs.
Professor Song:......
"Pfft!" Song Tan couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing.
Qin Yun and He Gu did not know why. They were staring at her and were about to ask questions when they suddenly heard a cell phone ring.
When he opened it, he found that he was in the group chat of the [Pig Killing Feast Team] that he just joined today. Someone liked him.
[@青云, the author is big! It turns out that you are the author I have been following for a long time! If you hadn’t posted on Weibo, I really wouldn’t have recognized him!]
[@小 He drives a train, ah ah, it turns out to be you. Besides! Your new book...]
Qin Yun and He Gua stared at the chat in the group in confusion, and then instantly realized - Weibo! They posted a video on Weibo!
Now I was hurriedly logging in, and I saw that the comments and private messages under my Weibo account with tens of thousands of fans had been occupied by [hahaha].
[To be honest, I have been reading @青云@钡禯liner's books for so many years, and this is the first time I know that they are so brave and not afraid of embarrassment at all]
[Okay, okay! As expected of the author, he really has the character of the protagonist - as long as you are thick-skinned, you are not afraid of embarrassment at all]
[Goose, goose, goose, goose, but it’s really funny, hahaha! Playing the duck’s butt and being chased by the goose, hahaha]
[Pfft! You guys are posting comments before you finish reading, right? The sponsor of this title is clearly a sheep dung lump who hasn’t appeared yet!]
[Hahahahahahahaha I laughed so hard that I cried hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha how can it be so funny hahahaha]
【Is this a family farm? It looks interesting. Where is it?】
[It’s just Chinese New Year and I don’t know where to go, so hurry up, hurry up! Have fun and enjoy it! 】
[Laughing! You really can’t blame the goose for this! Who can play the duck’s butt for nothing!]
As we all know, it is not that easy for male video authors to increase their followers, but since these two Weibo posts were posted, the followers of Qin Yun and He Kuang have skyrocketed...
After a while, Lu Chuan also sent a screenshot.
[City Entertainment Ranking, No. 10—Two Writers Lose to Two Goose] Still rising rapidly
The two gasped, and then stared at Lu Chuan, who was looking at his phone with a smile: "You are still not a human! You are still smiling when we are embarrassed... Do you believe that I will take a photo of you and send it to you!"
"Send it." Lu Chuan looked calm: "Sending it won't stop your ranking from rising."
Although he doesn't like exposure, for the two people in front of him, it's better not to show his weakness. Otherwise, wouldn't he be caught in the future?
So he continued:
"What's more, if you are popular now, you will attract many investors or readers to read the novel - are you sure that posting my photo at this time will not attract traffic?"
Although Lu Chuan didn't think his face was that great, to be honest, he had a lot of conveniences because of this face.
"It's your choice to be embarrassed. You won't want to make money if you don't want to."
Qin Yun/What's more:...this damn man! He actually has their lifeblood in his hands!
Damn it, it’s all their fault that they’re not rich enough!
As they stared at Weibo anxiously, a sweet fragrance gradually filled the room, and the skin of the sweet potatoes began to exude slight honey stains.
The surface next to the stove was opened, revealing some black marks.
Even Qin Yun, who was sweating profusely due to being tortured by Weibo, sniffed unconsciously at this moment, and then turned over the two big sweet potatoes with great expectation, while hesitating:
"Can you eat it?"
Song Sancheng followed the aroma into the house. He first picked up the small sweet potatoes on the edge and put them in the basin. He said, "It's edible! These small sweet potatoes are so ripe! If they soften when you press them like this, they must be ripe."
As he spoke, the ruthless iron hand quickly picked up a circle of small sweet potatoes, and soon entered the living room again - oh! I wish these old men in the Party Secretary's family really interesting speeches!
Love listening!
And here, Song Tan also picked a sweet potato and gave it to Lu Chuan: "Eat this, this one looks the most standard!"
After thinking for a while, he put it on the plate aside: "Forget it, just wait for a while, don't burn it."
Lu Chuan silently retracted his hand.
When Qin Yun saw this, he clicked his tongue and shook his head: "Chuan'er, look at you, you're afraid of getting burned even if you eat a sweet potato... How come you don't have any masculinity in you!"
At the same time, he stretched out his finger and poked two big sweet potatoes - hey, they sank in and became soft.
Ripe!
The two of them were overjoyed, and the pig-killing feast they missed at noon suddenly came back to them in another way.
They endured the scalding and grabbed the big sweet potatoes. They moved their hands back and forth, peeling them "hissing haha" while enduring the scalding temperature, and at the same time smelled the aroma intoxicatedly...
It smells so good!
Sweet potatoes are definitely super delicious!
It’s no wonder that they quickly picked the biggest one with their quick eyes and hands!
Lu Chuan kept watching with a smile. He was not angry at their words at all, but was tolerant.
In Song Tan's words, Chun Chun is the tolerant look he has when looking at his stupid son.
The next moment, when Qin Yun and the two of them ate the sweet potatoes baked by themselves, their eyes lit up:
So soft! So sweet! So delicious!
Take another look at Lu Chuan, okay, so what if he has a nice face, is tall, handsome, and can make money? Now when we eat sweet potatoes, can’t we only eat the small ones that Song Tan picked?
The two of them opened their big mouths and ate like crazy until they said "Hey":
"Why are the sweet potatoes not ripe inside?"
Song Tanzheng took off all the sweet potatoes from the stove and distributed them to Lu Jing, Du Mei, Teacher Tang and others. Hearing this, he said casually:
"Isn't it normal for large sweet potatoes not to be cooked through? At home, I usually cut them into cubes and steam them or boil them into porridge."
Lu Chuan was peeling the sweet potatoes slowly, and he was looking at them with the same smile at the moment:
