PDLP Chapter 309 Holy Water!
Chapter 309 Holy Water!
After Jiang Bai's ten-minute-long, intense negotiation and the moral blackmail of "for charity," Su Ze and the other two finally reached a reluctant consensus.
"Alright, I'll listen to my brother-in-law."
Su Ze touched the standee's cheek with some regret.
"Then let's put it in front of our class's charity sale booth."
"At that time, it will be the 'brand ambassador' of our booth."
"Anyone who wants a close-up photo must first purchase items from the charity sale!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Bai wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.
Although standing in front of a stall is still a bit embarrassing, it's at least much better than standing at the school gate and being watched by the whole city.
"Phew... We've finally stabilized."
After resolving the issue of the signboard.
Only then did his roommate notice the three huge boxes that Jiang Bai had brought back.
"Third brother, what's this? You just got back to school and you're already doing manual labor?"
Su Ze stared at the box, looking suspicious.
"These were specially sent by Bai Zhi; they are all items she prepared for the charity sale these past few days, working through the night."
Jiang Bai, without blushing or skipping a beat, fabricated a story:
"She originally wanted to assemble the entire set herself, but time was too tight, so she could only send me the half-finished product."
"What?! Bai Zhi prepared this herself?!"
Instantly.
Su Ze let out a squeal loud enough to pierce through the floorboards, and sprang up from his chair at a speed faster than when he was practicing his starting position.
Gu Dapeng and Lin Le also instantly threw away their support signs and pounced on the box like hungry wolves.
"Brother-in-law! Quick! Open it! Let us brothers see what Bai Zhi is selling!!!"
Jiang Bai nodded and slowly cut open the tape.
As the lid of the box was lifted, the previously dimly lit dormitory room seemed to be illuminated by some kind of "goddess halo" in that instant.
"Wow--!!!"
Three synchronized exclamations rang out.
The first box contained neatly rolled-up posters.
Jiang Bai casually unfolded a photo; it was a still of him as Zhang Yan in "Beauty's Rival in Palace." The crimson robe, combined with his aloof and cold gaze, was so powerful that even through the photo paper, Su Ze felt weak in the knees.
"My God... the quality, the eyes..."
Su Ze reached out his trembling hand to touch it, but then withdrew it, as if afraid of soiling that sacred scene.
The second box contained a stack of gleaming autographed photos.
Each one was signed by Jiang Bai in the empty classroom, stroke by stroke, using "master-level running script" combined with "god-level design signature".
The golden ink shimmered under the light, and paired with Jiang Baizhi's face, which radiated peace and prosperity, it was simply a work of art!
"What?! It was signed by Bai Zhi herself?!"
Gu Dapeng let out a pig-like squeal and picked up a poster.
Looking at the three large, flowing characters "Jiang Baizhi," I was completely dumbfounded.
"Waaaaah... This calligraphy, this ink fragrance... It's like something out of heaven!"
What drove the three of them crazy the most was that box of Q-version acrylic keychains.
Each little figure is only the size of a palm and has a unique shape.
"None of these...none of these are repeated?!"
Lin Le pushed up his glasses, his hands trembling. "This design, in the trendy toy market, it would at least be a rare, hidden piece, right?"
"I want to buy it! Third brother! I'll take the whole case! Name your price!"
Su Ze took out his phone, his eyes red as if he had just stayed up for three nights.
"I want one too! That chibi-style keychain with the giant chicken leg is practically made for me!"
Gu Dapeng also reached into his pocket.
Jiang Bai quickly closed the box and glared at them angrily:
"Get lost! If I sell all of this to you, what am I supposed to sell at the charity auction tomorrow?"
"Do you sell air?"
"This is to raise funds for children in mountainous areas, so we can't sell it now."
The three roommates shrank back, but their eyes remained fixed on the box, like three huskies eyeing a bone.
"Alright, stop just watching, get moving!"
Jiang Bai pointed to the purple cloth bag on the table.
"One stack for each person."
"Do as I say, and put a random poster, an autographed photo, and a chibi keychain in a bag."
"These are the blind gift boxes that Bai Zhi is going to sell."
"Alright! Please give me this opportunity to serve the goddess!"
Su Ze and Gu Dapeng immediately switched to "frenzied laborer" mode, washing their hands three times before daring to sit back down at the table.
Lin Le was in charge of quality inspection on the side, his expression solemn as if he were assembling an aerospace rocket.
As bags were sealed one by one, room 404 was filled with the sizzling sound of toilet paper being rolled and the occasional cheers of the three students.
"Oh my, Bai Zhi looks so sweet in this JK uniform, it's melting my heart!"
"Look at this close-up of the performance of 'I Love You, China,' that single tear... it's amazing! I absolutely have to buy it!"
"Hey, this one has a heart! Look! There's a heart at the end of this signature!"
"Holy crap, brother-in-law, I'm reporting someone trying to keep the autographed photos! Put them down! They're for the fans!"
"This heart shape is so appealing...it feels like Bai Zhi is smiling at me."
"......"
Jiang Bai leisurely packed the blind boxes, looking at the glowing signs next to her that flashed with the words "Jiang Baizhi Global Support Group", and then at her three roommates who were busy and sweating, but still looked happy.
It's better to say something than to say it.
These sons really do seem like the leaders and fans of a global fan club.
[Ding! Host, your behavior of exploiting your roommates' adoration for you to extract cheap labor truly embodies the essence of a 'ruthless capitalist.' I suggest you buy three bottles of ice-cold cola as a reward later, otherwise I'm worried they might die from over-excitement.]
"That's what they want!"
Jiang Bai chuckled to himself, "That's called the self-cultivation of fans."
And just then...
Gu Dapeng, who had been engrossed in packing bags, suddenly stopped.
He stared at a photo he had just put in the bag, his fingertip gliding slightly over the signature area, and then he froze.
"what?"
Jiang Bai's heart skipped a beat:
"What's wrong, Dapeng?"
Gu Dapeng raised his hand, and on his thick thumb, there was a faint trace of golden liquid that hadn't completely dried.
"Third brother, the ink on this signature... it doesn't seem completely dry yet? I smudged it a little bit when I touched it just now."
Gu Dapeng leaned closer and sniffed it, looking suspicious:
"This tastes like it was freshly made?"
Jiang Bai's breath hitched, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.
"Damn! The ink on the special material in the photo dries much slower than on regular paper!"
but.
Jiang Bai remained calm and chuckled without changing his expression.
"That's normal! Bai Zhi said her ink is top-grade imported nano ink, and she added preservative ingredients to ensure the color."
"Moreover, these items were all vacuum-sealed when they were shipped, so they never saw air, which is why the ink evaporates so slowly."
As Jiang Bai spoke, he calmly took the photo from Gu Dapeng's hand and casually wiped it with his sleeve:
"See, it's done now, isn't it?"
"Hurry up and pretend, don't overthink it. If Bai Zhi knew you complained that she was slow at signing autographs, she'd probably be heartbroken."
Upon hearing the word "sad," Gu Dapeng's doubts vanished instantly.
"Oh dear! It was my fault for being so talkative! It was my fault for being so talkative!"
Gu Dapeng apologized profusely.
"I'm so naive! Nano ink is great, it means the goddess's warmth is still there!"
Su Ze also came over, looking at the smear of gold powder on Gu Dapeng's hand with envy:
"Holy crap! Da Peng, don't bother washing your hands!"
"This is a remnant of 'holy water' left behind by the goddess's own signature!"
Upon hearing this, Gu Dapeng hurriedly and reverently sniffed his palm, seemingly lost in a kind of perverse ecstasy.
"hiss--!"
"Su Ze, you know what, this ink smells really good, so pure and elegant, just like the ethereal aura of Sister Bai Zhi!"
Jiang Bai: "......"
Holy water! Divine aura emanating from him!
And so, time passed little by little.
Late at night.
Room 404 was brightly lit.
Accompanied by the silly chuckles of three boys and the rustling sound of packaging bags.
The hundreds of blind boxes carrying "Brother Jiang's" wicked plan have been officially completed.
Jiang Bai looked at the blind boxes scattered all over the dormitory floor.
He squinted and looked out the window.
tomorrow.
Shanghai Theatre Academy.
Lao Tzu.
We're going to plunder the entire school's coffers!