Chapter 1007 1007. Selection ends
The old lady looked calm. She was facing many media and colleagues at this moment, and she was calm and generous:
"Everyone, in my personal evaluation, all the fruits and vegetables I have tasted today should be gold medals in the same category. Do you have any objection?"
Everyone present has a bulging stomach. Who can have any objection? Their only objection is that they can no longer carry large and small bags home.
"I have an opinion!" The two old men next to her looked tense: "Which strawberry should I choose as the gold medal?"
White strawberry and red strawberry, white moonlight and cinnabar mole, let’s have a high score.
Ah this.
This is the only problem that stuck the old lady.
Finally she sighed: "This is not a good choice. If it doesn't work, let's go back and get grades."
Only the media people had sad faces.
“I’ve run out of all the material, and I didn’t even take any close-ups... How can I write this news?”
The old lady smiled at Song Tan and said, "We are going to make a collective assessment. In three days, the gold medal will be announced on the official website - but there is no award ceremony, so you shouldn't care, right?"
Song Tan shook his head: "Professor Song has already said that we plan to go home tonight."
The old lady nodded: “I can tell by looking at you dressed like this.”
After a pause, he added: "Little girls don't necessarily have to wear such bright clothes sometimes..."
She pointedly stared at Song Tan's fluorescent green jacket: "Come back next time and change to a different color."
Bai Shengsheng’s face is all blue and blue, tsk.
…
Media people also followed suit.
They couldn't do it without walking. The booth in front of them was in a mess, and they couldn't take any pictures. They had to go to other booths to see if they could piece it together to make something useful...
If nothing else, if this company's products become popular, these comments and reports will definitely be dug up by netizens.
Thinking about it this way, although this selection is still not paid attention to, everyone actually feels excited to participate in the Heat report.
Looking at each other, they hurriedly started writing the manuscript while holding their notebooks.
Only the young reporter from Nongxin is not that sensitive to the industry. At this moment, he was just flipping through his mobile phone in confusion and wondering: "Why is there nothing in this store?"
At the edge of the booth, Yang Zhengxin stretched exaggeratedly and sighed: "I'm so tired! This is much more tiring than me explaining agricultural machinery."
Song Tan glanced at him: "Xiao Yang really helped a lot today... Do you want me to send you some strawberries when I get home?"
"Yes!" Yang Zhengxin jumped up instantly: "Sister! Dear sister! I can't repay you for your great kindness. What else do you have in your greenhouse? Can I make cows and horses for you?"
Song Tan shook his head: "Recommended student, don't you need to learn anything else during the winter vacation?"
Yang Zhengxin: ...Yes.
There are plans for winter vacation.
At this moment, I can still take two steps forward and hook up with Qiao Qiao: "Brother! Just tell me whether our relationship is strong or not? Go back and talk to my sister. I'm not greedy. The main thing is that I'm not picky about food."
“I have strawberries, tomatoes, cucumbers, etc. at home. I don’t care about them.”
But Song Tan suddenly realized—
“Qiaoqiao, did we forget the watermelon?”
Because cold storage of watermelons can easily cause skin separation, there is an additional partition in the warehouse. Song Tan only remembered this now, and couldn't help but feel silent at this moment. I brought it all the way here, but when I waited for the selection, I forgot...
“Teacher Qiaoqiao?”
"Ah?" Qiao Qiao was stunned, and then she saw the other party was instantly surprised: "Teacher Qiao Qiao! It's really you! Are you coming to participate in this selection too? Oh my god, why don't you say it in the live broadcast room? We all have this public selection. I can give you full marks!”
The other party was very excited, and Yang Zhengxin who was watching on the side was confused: "What teacher? Good guy, you are still a teacher, what do you teach?"
The man and woman on the opposite side were proud of themselves: "We, Teacher Qiaoqiao, are engaged in education! Qiaoqiao, Baoer, do you have anything here that we, the public, need to taste, ahem, and review?"
Yang Zhengxin: ...Do you think what you are saying is serious? Who is engaged in education? With Qiao Qiao's thoughts, can he be engaged in education? Now it's Qiao Qiao, and now it's Bao'er...
Are you a serious person?
However, Qiaoqiao became excited: "Ah! Children!"
After a while, he suddenly sympathized: "You still need to learn knowledge at such an old age..."
Song Tan: “Pfft!”
Two children collapsed: "Teacher Qiaoqiao, we are only in our twenties..."
Qiao Qiao opened her mouth, and Song Tan quickly ordered:
“Qiaoqiao, go to the cold storage and bring back the watermelon. Let’s treat your child to some watermelon.”
Qiao Qiao responded obediently and took Yang Zhengxin with her.
Song Tan looked at the two fans with expectant faces and he breathed a sigh of relief. He opened his mouth and asked, "You didn't get the tickets for the pig killing feast, did you? Try the watermelon later. You didn't buy watermelon in the summer, right?" ”
Two people:…!
What's going on? Why are these two siblings more distressed than the other? !
The boy looked sad: "Is it my fault that I can't buy watermelon or get tickets?"
He looked at Song Tan hesitantly: "Sister Qiao Qiao, can you give us two tickets for the pig killing feast? You see, we are all here, it is fate, it is a big festival..."
He swore to God: "We have to work overtime on New Year's Day. If we have a day off, we can go!"
Song Tan pondered for a moment: "Why don't you take two more bites of watermelon?"
The pig-killing feast can no longer be promised anyway. After going back and forth, the number of tables has now been increased to 15. If this continues, a whole pig will be stuck in it... So what will their family eat next year?
“Okay.” Obviously the other party also understands the value. It’s okay to have no fish and shrimp at the moment, so he is waiting for the watermelon with great expectation.
By the way:
“Are the watermelons for sale?”
Song Tan did not refuse this time, but spoke sincerely: "I can sell two of them, but I don't recommend buying them. Watermelons in greenhouses are expensive now in winter, costing 60 per catty. If you have this money, you can come here next spring and summer." You can buy a lot of delicious food in the live broadcast room. Isn’t it worthwhile to buy now?”
Both of them are ordinary workers, and they usually just grab things in the live broadcast room, but 60 pounds of watermelon is really beyond their personal ability. At this moment, they also know that what Song Tan said makes sense, so they can only nod sadly.
And vowed: "I will eat more later!"
…
At the door of the cold storage, Qiao Qiao came out with a box in her arms, and asked the staff for an extra bag. Then she took out two watermelons and handed them over. At the same time, she imitated Song Tan's tone:
“Xiao Yang, you have really worked hard today. Take these two watermelons home and eat them.”
Yang Zhengxin:…
He grabbed Qiaoqiao's neck: "Education anchor, what did you call me?"
“Call Brother Yang!”
Update 2.
(End of this chapter)