One million people downloading it does not mean that there are one million uncles and aunties practicing it. After all, uncles and aunties all practice square dancing in a group. It is possible for one person to download it and dozens of people to follow and practice it.
I don’t know exactly how many people practice Zhang Jiangang, and there is no way to count it. Anyway, the more the better. But the book income is all there.
Not only these two sets of tutorials, but also brought a lot of income to Zhang Jiangang due to copyright issues. "The Most Dazzling National Style", "We Are Soldiers" and "Men Should Be Strong". The downloads of these songs are also
Very big.
In particular, Zhang Jiangang, the most dazzling national style, was reluctant to collect the copyright fees for the ring tones. All of them were downloaded by the uncles and aunts to use as ring tones.
Maybe this amount of money won't be too much after the spiritual energy is restored, but after all, this is just the beginning, and Zhang Jiangang will have many big moves to make money later.
What Zhang Jiangang didn't expect was that opera, which he had not been optimistic about before, would actually bring him some income.
"Taking Tiger Mountain by Wisdom" turned out to be a hit!
Not only is it a big hit, Director Jin’s Liyuan Club, which had been losing money for years, not only made money, but also sold out every venue! In the past, tickets were given away, but now it’s hard to get a ticket!
The Peking Opera actors in the Liyuan Club are extremely grateful to themselves now.
"Lele, goodbye grandpa." At the entrance of Hongguoguo Kindergarten, the teacher picked up little Lele and taught her.
"Goodbye, grandpa, come pick me up in the afternoon."
"Yeah, bye. Don't bully children in kindergarten. Otherwise, grandpa will spank you when you go back. But if others bully you, you have to fight back, you know, otherwise other children will think you are easy to bully, but you must pay attention to the scale, children who fight
Not a good boy, okay, go in."
"Hehe~ Uh-huh~ Teacher Xu, look, this is the little genius phone watch that my grandpa bought for me~ The one from Zhang Jiaming is blue, and the one my grandpa bought for me is pink. The blue one doesn't look good, boys.
It’s not good-looking, only girls’ ones are good-looking.”
"..." Hong Guoguo's kindergarten teacher wiped cold sweat, "Yes, yes, you are good-looking. Whoever you say is good-looking will be good-looking, little ancestor."
As for Mr. Zhang?
Uncle, who of your granddaughters dares to bully her, and who can bully her? Fortunately, little Lele is sensible and doesn't cause trouble, otherwise our Hongguoguo Kindergarten would be in trouble, the kindergarten teacher thought in her heart.
Although this little guy looks cute and obedient, he is somehow very strong and very flexible.
That day, two little boys who were eight or nine months older than her and half a head taller beat little Lele for grabbing toys, leaving a small nail mark on the little guy's face, and then almost pushed little Lele down.
He hit the wall and laughed.
As a result, the little guy went berserk!
One of the little boys was chased all over the kindergarten and ran crying for his mother. The other was so frightened that he locked himself in the family toilet of the kindergarten and cried.
Another time, a little chubby guy had cramps somewhere and took off another little girl's pink pants while they were doing morning exercises in the kindergarten, leaving only a cute pair of hellokitty.
As a result, if the teacher hadn't discovered it early, little Lele, who acted bravely, almost picked up Little Fatty and threw him over his shoulder. Anyway, Little Fatty was so frightened that he peed his pants when he was carried on his shoulders.
From then on, not to mention Little Lele, other little girls did not dare to pull down their chubby pants. You must know that this little fat boy has been scolded many times before, and even his parents were in vain.
The next day, the parents of the little fat boy came to see the surveillance camera. After watching it, they left with tears in their eyes, saying that they would transfer their son to another school no matter what.
Because the boy's parents discovered during the surveillance that the little girl who scared their son to wet his pants acted like a little queen in the kindergarten. All the children in the kindergarten surrounded her and listened to her, only following her lead.
However, Little Fatty did not transfer to another school in the end, not because the boy's parents figured it out, but because Little Fatty did not want to transfer.
Little Fatty said that Little Lele will bring the delicious candies his grandpa bought for him tomorrow to share with other children~ I have eaten the candies, they are delicious, and I asked my parents to buy them too, so I want them too.
Take it to kindergarten to share.
The boy and the parents cried. Isn’t Xindao a family-style kindergarten? Isn’t it the cheapest? Do your teachers just condone your children to show off their wealth in the kindergarten? Aren’t they saying that the parents of the children in Hongguoguo Kindergarten are all of the same class?
Buy? The parents of the sugar boy went to the mall to look at the imported goods, which cost more than 600 yuan a box, and they were not sold alone.
The boy's parents didn't know that little Lele just begged his grandfather to buy a box. The little boy usually eats ordinary candies. And many of them were bought because they were expensive, not because they were delicious, but because of the box.
The pattern on it is cute and pink.
It’s okay to ask your dad to buy it for you, but you still want to take it to the kindergarten to share?
Come on, kid, this is a hundred dollars, you just take the money and divide it.
None of these old comrades Zhang Jiangang knew that he was leaving the kindergarten and preparing to go to the park to practice martial arts.
Yes, there are usually only certain days, such as every Wednesday, Friday and Sunday, when Zhang Jian just went to the square opposite Dongfang City to teach. If you are too busy, ask old Lu Lu Deming to help teach. After all, this old boy is indeed making rapid progress.
Zhang Jiangang also arranges the rest of his time in an orderly manner, whether it is cultivation, square dancing, longevity boxing, or company promotion. Zhang Jiangang is very self-disciplined in what time to do what.
Of course, what Zhang Jiangang spends the most time on every day is practicing!
Being close to a river and with lush vegetation, the park Zhang Jiangang recently found is indeed a good place to practice.
After seeing his granddaughter off, Zhang Jiangang was about to go to the park, with headphones still plugged into his ears, listening to "Taking Tiger Mountain by Wisdom" coming from his mobile phone.
Combining self-cultivation with music, opera, etc. and practicing martial arts, this has been Zhang Jiangang's recent standard, because listening to these highly artistic things before and after practicing martial arts has a very good effect.
"Amitabha~This donor, please stay~"
After walking a few steps, a voice suddenly came.
Because he was wearing headphones, Zhang Jiangang couldn't hear clearly. After all, his spiritual energy had not been revived and he had no real cultivation.
Of course, if someone has murderous intent, Zhang Jiangang can still feel it. This has nothing to do with cultivation, it is just a matter of state and vigilance developed in the previous life.
"Amitabha, this, oh no, is Teacher Zhang Jiangang in front of me?"
Seeing that Zhang Jiangang didn't respond and was still walking forward, the sound came again, along with the figure walking out of the supermarket on the left and the sound of footsteps.
Well? Teacher Zhang? Who is calling me?
Zhang Jiangang quickly turned his head and looked over.
It was a monk, wearing brown sunglasses, wearing the latest model of Li-Ning Enlightenment, with a Redmi phone hanging around his neck, a Naruto cartoon sticker on the back of the phone's protective case, threads and beads intertwined, and holding a
The bottle pulses.
A flock of crows flew over Zhang Jiangang's forehead.
He looked left and right, then looked at the monk again, and then Comrade Zhang Jiangang took off his headphones.
"You, me? You called me?" Zhang Jiangang asked, pointing to the other person and then to himself, looking at the exaggerated monk.
Nodding, the middle-aged monk stuffed the pulse into his cloth bag.
"Exactly, the poor monk is looking for you. The donor is Zhang Jiangang, the old donor?" The middle-aged monk nodded with a smile and moved the entangled mobile phone and Buddhist beads to separate them.