Cannon Fodder Fake Master Was Stunned After Being Reborn

The humor in his words made Shen Xingsui laugh uncontrollably.

But with a smile, Shen Xingsui reacted slowly again. What Fu Yingdi meant was, is he feeling sorry for himself now?

real or fake……

Maybe it was just casually speaking, just an analogy.

Shen Xingsui couldn't come up with an answer in his heart, looking forward to it but not sure, but the netizens in the live broadcast room were quite excited:

"I seem to have hit it!"

"Sui Suishui really seems to always think more about others."

"The most pitiful thing is that no one considers him."

"Yes, yes, Brother Fu cares about him, hehe."

"Wuwuwu, I'm suddenly touched, thank you Brother Fu for taking care of us all year round."

"Hurry up and lock me up!"

As the morning passed, many people got news that there were idols selling fruit at the farmers market here, some of them were fans, and they were relatively wealthy.

Before the lunch break had passed, a little girl in huáng clothes came to the booth and said, "Boss, how do you sell these fruits?"

Shen Xingsui hurriedly walked over and informed the price.

As soon as the little girl in huáng made her move, she couldn't do it generously: "It's okay, you give me ten pounds for everything!"

Shen Xingsui was shocked: "Although I am very grateful for your support for our business, can you really eat all the money you bought?"

The little girl in huáng shyly glanced at Fu Jinxiao at the back: "It's okay, you don't need to worry about it. If you really want to thank me, why don't you think of a way to give me a gift?"

Because they heard the rules of the program group, it is not allowed to change because of the relationship between stars, so it is not easy to directly ask for a group photo. Fans of the actor are more mature and sensible, so they have to ask for benefits in this euphemistic way.

Shen Xingsui fell into deep thought, thinking about what to give as a gift: "Then me, then we..."

Just when he hesitated, Fu Jinxiao's voice came from behind him, generous and generous: "Is it a gift, no problem."

Shen Xingsui turned around.

Fu Jinxiao said, "Let Shen Xingchen and the others come back and help you pack the fruit together. I'll come when I go."

Shen Xingsui didn't ask him where he was going, but gave him unconditional trust. After answering, he sent Shen Xingchen a message, and then started to help customers pick fruits together.

After a while, Fu went and returned tonight.

In his hand, Emperor Fu was holding a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from a small shop not far away. It was spread out on the table at the back. He got ink on his fault, his arm was slightly drooping, and the ink-stained pen tip fell to the rice paper. He was thin. The powerful strokes are reflected, and the writing and writing are almost completed in one go.

The fans waiting beside her covered their lips excitedly.

After Fu Jinxiao put down the brush, he looked up at her and smiled: "Is this gift okay?"

"Yes, yes!" The fans almost nodded their heads, she stomped her feet happily in place, and she couldn't say anything steadily: "Really, is it really for me?"

Fu Jinxiao nodded, polite and gentle: "Thank you for supporting us, it's hard work."

Double entendre.

First, thank the fans for buying so many fruits, and second, it is really hard to come to this marginal town far away.

The little girl in huángyi was almost in tears, and she was even a little unsure: "It's not hard or not, I, can I ask, this is really for me."

Fu Jinxiao had the usual smile on his face. Even though the handsome man was wearing a rough shirt that was convenient for living, he still looked so dazzling: "Really."

The little girl exclaimed excitedly, and even Shen Xingsui and the others who were not far away were attracted.

It was the first time that Shen Xingsui saw Fu Jinxiao writing, and he asked in confusion, "Mr. Fu's writing is so good?"

"Don't you look at the family background of the Fu family, Mr. Fu is the director of the liberal arts museum, and the Fu family has been a well-known scholarly family from a long time ago. Brother Fu himself has been influenced by cultural heritage since he was a child. You know that the last time you attended the Fu family It’s a charity auction, Mr. Fu’s handwriting sold for 80 million yuan.” Shen Xingchen lowered his voice and said, “Fu Ge doesn’t usually write very much, and there are not many works that have been circulated, but he had a copy two years ago. The handwritten words were put up for auction, and the final price was 30 million."

Shen Xingsui's eyes widened.

He finally understood why the fan was so excited and bought dozens of catties of fruit. Isn't this a bào rich overnight?

The audience in the live broadcast room was also excited:

"Why didn't such a good thing happen to me?"

"Peach Blossom Town, right? I went there overnight."

"This fan sister saved the galaxy in her last life?"

"This is my brother's station sister hahaha, I won't sell it, and my family is very rich."

Originally, there were still a lot of fruit in the fruit stall, but after buying a large portion of it, there were not many, and it was almost sold out. However, there was still a long queue behind, and some people even lined up a long time ago. , The sun was scorching hot, the temperature in Peach Blossom Town was high, and it was hot when queuing up, but when it was their turn, there was nothing, which was quite pitiful.

Li Xu'an suggested: "I just contacted Mr. Li and Ran Ran, and a small part of their flowers are still unsold."