The old lady looked calm. She was facing many media and colleagues at this moment and said gracefully:
"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?"
The stomachs of everyone present are still bulging. 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 will you choose as the gold medal?"
White strawberry and red strawberry, white moonlight and cinnabar mole, let's have a high score.
Ah this.
This was 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 score."
Only the media people looked sad.
"I've finished all the material, and I didn't 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 you don't mind that there is no award ceremony, right?"
Song Tan shook his head: "Professor Song has already said that we plan to go home overnight 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 was all blue and blue, tsk.
…
The media people followed suit.
There's no way they can go. The booth in front of them is in a mess, and there's no material to photograph. They have to go to other booths to see if they can piece it together and make something useful...
If nothing else, if this company's stuff becomes popular, these comments and reports will definitely be dug out by netizens.
Thinking about it this way, although no one paid attention to this selection, everyone actually felt excited to participate in the Heat report.
They looked at each other, hurriedly hugged their notebooks and started writing.
Only the young reporter from Nongshim is not that sensitive to the industry. At this moment, he was just flipping through his phone in confusion, 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 to send you some strawberries when I get home?"
"Yes!" Yang Zheng's heart jumped instantly: "Sister! My 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 could 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."
"There are strawberries, tomatoes, cucumbers and so on at home. I'm curious about whatever I have."
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 them here all the way, but forgot about them when they were selected...
While he was thinking about it, he saw someone walking towards this side excitedly. He looked at Song Tan first, then at Qiao Qiao, then at Qiao Qiao, and then hesitantly stepped forward:
"Teacher Qiaoqiao?"
"Ah?" Qiao Qiao was startled, 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? 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? "
But the man and woman opposite became proud: "We, Teacher Qiaoqiao, are engaged in education! Qiaoqiao, Bao'er, do you have anything here that we, the public, need to taste, ahem, and judge?"
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!"
The 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 get the watermelon back. Let's treat your kid 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 happened? 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: "Can you give us two tickets to Qiao Qiao's sister's pig-killing feast? Look, we're all here. It's all fate. It's a big holiday..."
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: "How about you guys take two more bites of watermelon?"
We can’t commit to the pig-killing feast anyway, and now the number of tables has 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, and it is okay to have no fish and shrimps at the moment, so he is waiting for the watermelon with great expectation.
by the way:
"Are you selling watermelons?"
Song Tan did not refuse this time, but said sincerely: "I can sell two for it, but I don't recommend buying it. Watermelons in greenhouses are expensive now in winter, costing 60 per catty. If you have this money, save it for next spring and summer." Come to the live broadcast room and buy a lot more delicious food. It’s not worth buying 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, asked the staff for an extra bag, then took out two watermelons and handed them over, imitating Song Tan's tone:
"Xiao Yang, you have really worked hard today. Take these two watermelons home and eat them."
Yang Zhengxin:......
He grabbed Qiao Qiao's neck and said, "What did you call me, education anchor?"
"Call Brother Yang!"
