When the bus arrived outside the gate of the No. 7 Middle School, Ni Shang followed the crowded crowd and squeezed out the door, jumped to the sidewalk, tidied up his wrinkled clothes, snatched his head, and walked towards the school gate.

Ni Shang is in a good mood these days. A few days ago, she went to shoot Feng Zhihan's print advertisement. She was surrounded by two or three people for the first time. She put on makeup, powder, poses, and adjusts the lights. She was lit by two cameras for an afternoon. She was a little nervous, but she felt more curious and fun. Cheng Yilan, general manager of Wenhan Food Co., Ltd., is an intellectual and elegant middle-aged woman. She is kind and kind to her and has a bit of kindness. She gave Ni Shang a very good first impression.

Jiang Zhihan returned to her life in some form, Ni Shang couldn't tell why, but suddenly she felt like she was being taken care of and loved by many people. Although Jiang Zhihan actually did not do too much for her like before, she just asked her for help, asking her for difficult problems once a week for dozens of minutes.

On Saturday, Ni Shang even went to the Siheyuan where Jiang Zhihan temporarily lived for the first time, discussed the issue with him for half an hour, and picked up Jiang Zhihan's most troublesome political and biological books, asked him for half an hour, and took back the notes he had borrowed and replaced them with a new one.

Jiang Zhihan did not keep her for dinner, and Ni Shang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She did not forget her father's ban on not seeing Jiang Zhihan during the summer vacation, but convinced herself that I was not going to reply to the previous relationship with him, but just helped a classmate and friend study with all my heart. Ni Shang was happy that he could do a little bit of effort in his studies and help Jiang Zhihan.

Ni Shang walked into the school gate, and there were seven or eight little girls walking together in front of him, looking like students from the third or second grade. When he saw her, he pointed and started talking in a low voice.

In No. 7 Middle School, it is even more difficult to be more famous than the class. But Ni Shang is undoubtedly one of the most well-known and influential figures in the school. It is not the first time that she is eye-catching on campus.

Ni Shang continued to walk forward and met several groups of people who turned their heads excitedly when they saw her. She touched her face with some confusion. Something was stuck on it? She lowered her head and looked at the coat she was wearing. Could it be that the button was wrong?

Ni Shang frowned and walked into the high school teaching building in confusion. He went up to the third floor and pushed the door into the classroom of Class 3. In an instant, the sound of reading English and Chinese disappeared, just like the radio was suddenly unplugged. Almost everyone raised their heads and looked at her in unison.

Ni Shang opened her mouth, glanced at everyone, and wrote her doubts on her face. Then, she saw Xue Jingjing, quickly walked to her good friend, lowered her head, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Xue Jingjing's eyes were full of smiles, "Don't you know yet? You have become a big star!"

Ni Shang looked at her inexplicably.

Xue Jingjing said, "You really don't know?" He turned around and asked, "Who has a newspaper?" He raised his hands with two or three.

Xue Jingjing took a newspaper nearby, turned to the fifth page, and handed it to Ni Shang. Compared to other pages, the fifth page was particularly empty. In the upper half, there was only a short line of words:

Where is the most exquisite and delicious birthday cake?

Behind is an exaggerated big black question mark.

In the lower right of the page, a girl opened her beautiful and innocent eyes and pouted slightly, looking like she wanted to know the answer.

Ni Shang said "ah" and stayed there with the newspaper. She originally thought that the photos she took would probably be printed on some promotional flyer. Even if they were published in the newspaper, they were just the size of a tofu block. But the newspaper and the pages in her hand were printed in the eyes, except for the big question mark, which was her own beauty.

Xue Jingjing pulled Ni Shang's hand and said enviously: "So beautiful. You are so... so good to keep confidential, and you have never told me."

Ni Shang smiled bitterly and whispered, "No, alas, I can't understand. Anyway, I've been plotted against that person again." As he said that, he couldn't help laughing, ran back to his seat, and sat down, and was a little confused for a moment.

Ni Shang was originally a famous celebrity in the school, but today she truly realized the feeling of being a real celebrity. When get out of class was over, many junior high school students from the first and second graders, and even junior high school students ran to the door of the classroom to look around. Finally, they were knocked away by the head teacher Zhang, the head teacher. Teacher Zhang drove away the students watching the fun, but called Ni Shang to the teacher's lounge where there was a lively teacher.

Many teachers are familiar with Ni Shang and have always liked her maturity, sensibility and politeness, so they kept joking and praising her.

"Ni Shang, don't you see that you have such a star appearance?"

"Ni Shang, the photos are really good. My youngest son in the kindergarten likes it. Come and sign your name."

"Ni Shang, this time I won honor for our No. 7 Middle School."

"Ni Shang, I tell people everywhere that this little girl is from our school, with good grades, class monitor, and student union president."

"Ni Shang, which store is this? Everyone is guessing, come and tell us the answer."

Time, Ni Shang was so dizzy that she was bombarded and didn't know who to answer.

When the noisy sound gradually calmed down, the leader of the grade group, Mr. Yang, a middle-aged woman in her forties, taught politics, took Ni Shang's hand and asked: "Come on, tell the teachers, which store is this? Everyone is very curious."

Teacher Zhang echoed: "Yes, this advertisement is well-produced and innovative. Not only newspapers, but also radio stations have been making this riddle these days. Everyone is waiting for the answers today or tomorrow. What a big deal!"

Ni Shang was a little confused and said, "I only saw the newspapers, I don't know what's going on."

The English teacher is a young teacher in her twenties, who has only graduated for a few years. She took out five newspapers, spread them out, and placed them on the table in front of Ni Shang. Ni Shang looked over and found that from Monday to Friday, Jiang Zhihan and the others had been packing the entire fifth page of the newspaper for five days. Every day, there was a question, asking them the same food they wanted to focus on, from French bread to Hong Kong-style pastries. Every day, there was a portrait, a middle-aged housewife, a very cute little boy, a foreign girl, and a kind old lady. This last day, yesterday's Friday edition, was Ni Shang.

On the first day, because the entire page was included, and the evening newspaper had already become more dull because of its lively theme, and its sales volume had long increased. It ranked first among Zhongzhou newspaper sales, so it attracted the attention of many people. Since the next day, the number of curious people and people who noticed each day has increased. Coupled with the radio song orders and supporting advertisements in traffic programs, everyone's curiosity has been swelled up.

By Friday, the suspense had reached its peak. Although everyone knew that this was an advertisement, they still wanted to know which store and company were advertising. They all guessed that there would be an answer either today or tomorrow, because this seemed to be the hint on the radio.

Ni Shang thought for a while and said perfunctorily: "I only know that it is a company called Wenhan, and I don't know anything else."

This sentence obviously cannot satisfy the teachers' curiosity, and the following questions come one after another:

"Ni Shang, how did they find you?"

"Ni Shang, tell me what it feels like to shoot an advertisement?"

"Ni Shang, which photography house was this taken in?"...

It turned out that the teachers' gossip was stronger than the classmates. Ni Shang sighed, but fortunately the bell of the class saved her. Teacher Li of physics called her and said, "I'm going to class with me." Ni Shang thanked God and followed Teacher Li, leaving the teacher's lounge, leaving the hustle and bustle behind her.

Ni Shang was destined to be busy on this day. Everyone who knew a little came to congratulate her and joked, but there were really many people she knew.

Gou Puli came over happily, bowed and apologized, "I'm so blind. Not to mention being in the third year of high school, even looking at the whole school, it's also the second. No one dares to be the first."

Since the Huo Tianxiong incident, Ni Shang has become much colder to Gou Puli, but she still said politely: "There are many girls in the grade, if you dress up and find a better photographer, you will be better than this one when you take a photo."

Ruan Fangfang ran over and took Ni Shang's hand, approached, and said, "I still feel sorry for you."

Ni Shang hit her coquettishly.

Ruan Fangfang blinked and smiled, "Seeing you are so happy, I have a gut feeling that this matter has something to do with someone."

Ni Shang blushed and refused to answer her.

Ruan Fangfang said: "I don't want to be annoying person who asks the truth." He ran away with a smirk.

The only person who knows a lot of insider information is Wen Ningcui, because Cheng Yilan is her aunt, and her mother now often participates in Wenhan's business.

After lunch, Wen Ningcui pulled Ni Shang and whispered to the basketball court.

Wen Ningcui said: "I didn't expect that guy would get you wrong. He must have exploited your labor force and didn't give you money, right?"

Ni Shang was a little shy, she blushed and said, "How could it be? I asked for a salary."

Wen Ningcui took her hand and said sincerely: "So beautiful! Really, Ni Shang, I am a girl, I like it so much."

Ni Shang's face turned redder, and she said modestly: "If you go and take a photo, you will definitely be more beautiful than me. I was always a little uncomfortable when I was there."

Wen Ningcui hugged her and said, "It's so beautiful, I'm all fascinated." He was gently beaten by Ni Shang.

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Saturday is the day when the answer is announced, and Sunday is the day when "Wind Shop" is opened.

Two long rows of large congratulatory flower baskets were placed at the door of the store. After the firecrackers were fired, the specially invited guests entered the venue one after another. The sidewalk next to them was full of three floors inside and three floors outside and watched the lively people. Cheng Yilan and Xiao Han both stood at the door and greeted the guests. Jiang Zhihan pulled up to Zhengyong, found a seat by the window on the second floor, and sat down to enjoy delicious sweets and hot drinks. Through the window, looking at the bustling crowd downstairs, Jiang Zhihan held his face with his hands and smiled slightly.

The beginning of Fengzhichang Pastry House is at least vigorous and is firmly remembered by the people of Zhongzhou.

In the evening, Jiang Zhihan received a call from Ni Shang first.

Ni Shang said in a somewhat blameful tone, "Why didn't you tell me it's such a big advertisement?"

Jiang Zhihan smiled and said, "I'm afraid you'll ask for more labor fees!"

Ni Shang said: "I was so annoying today. I was asked for a day at school, but when I got home, I was asked for another night. But... my mother said that the photos were very good."

Jiang Zhihan said: "What did you say?"

Ni Shang said: "I just said that because the store is next to the school, their person in charge accidentally saw me in the school and asked me to try it."

Jiang Zhihan laughed, "What he told was the truth." He put down the phone and felt a little comforted. Without Jiang Zhihan, the little girl finally learned to lie, and it was a lie that seemed to be full of truth.

Next is Wen Ningcui's phone call.

Wen Ningcui said: "Good advertising planning, my mother has praised you at home for a week."

Jiang Zhihan said: "I'm actually picking up people's wisdom, and this is not an idea. Someone has done similar things, but this is the first time in Zhongzhou, which is enough. After all, it's just for the past to be used by the present and for me. You know, our commercial exhibitions are late, and everything related, including advertising and marketing is also late, so if you learn from other people's past things, there are actually many that can be simply imitated and will have a good effect."

Wen Ningcui asked: "Why are you ready to start a strategic counterattack?"

Jiang Zhihan said: "What does it mean?"

Wen Ningcui said: "Don't pretend to be stupid, I'm talking about Ni Shang."

Jiang Zhihan was silent for a moment and said, "Yes, I'm back. But... this time I'm as a friend."

Wen Ningcui asked: "Really?"

Jiang Zhihan said: "Really, I figured it out. Even as a friend, I can care about her, take care of her, and make her happy. Until one day... she finds the person who is willing to take care of her."

Wen Ningcui snorted, "So great! I believe in you!"

Hang up the phone and leave Jiang Zhihan with a bitter smile on his face holding the microphone.
Chapter completed!