You've been reborn and you're going to go farm?

That's right.

This was an answer Li Yao had never expected.

He paused for a moment, then smiled.

That's right, how could this kid not know what he's doing?

Li Yao didn't emphasize anything further, but instead said, "If you need any help, just tell me and Zhao Yu!"

"Ha, I actually do have something I need your help with, Teacher Li..."

"Please tell Mr. Zhao that I might need to allocate some watermelons to temporarily support the University of Electronic Science and Technology of China."

Li Yao was delighted when he heard this.

He had already figured it out from those comments: "Your reputation as 'Watermelon Brother' isn't even known at the University of Electronic Science and Technology of China, is it?"

Jiang Lin was silent for a while before asking, "Can we still have a proper conversation?"

"Try to soothe your classmates' resentful hearts!"

Goodbye, hahahaha...

After hanging up the phone, he looked at Zhao Yu.

He said he wanted to allocate some watermelons to support the University of Electronic Science and Technology of China.

Zhao Yu was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing even louder than Li Yao.

……

Just as Zhao Yu and Li Yao had predicted, the sales of Qingshan watermelons, which were expected to decrease the next day, surged again. By morning, most of the watermelons in the stores were sold out.

A large portion of these orders come from corporate orders.

Enjoying a lively meal is also about enjoying quality food.

However, more and more people have started visiting the source tracing website.

"Have you scanned the code?" This has become the first question that almost every customer who has bought Qingshan watermelon asks when they talk to each other.

Similarly, this popularity has also attracted the attention of the University of Electronic Science and Technology of China and the Communication University of China.

The teachers from both universities talked about Qingshan watermelons when they came into the office in the morning.

"Wow, these students are really smart."

"The bride's family and the wife's army almost made me laugh to death last night."

"Could it be that the University of Electronic Science and Technology of China really doesn't know about this?"

"I don't think so. The school probably doesn't lack these kinds of programs. They probably didn't pay much attention to them, and then a bombshell came out."

Li Yao had just arrived in the classroom when his supervisor called him away.

"What's the situation with that project you submitted before?"

"That company called Qingshan Operations."

"Is it related to that 'Green Hill Watermelon' from last night?"

Li Yao nodded: "Yes, that's right, this is its operating company, one of our own students."

"OK, I've approved this project. I'll just lend my name to it, and you can personally lead and guide the team. If you encounter any difficulties, just let me know and report them. Don't be stingy with any support you can provide."

That sets the tone.

The media industry certainly doesn't lack projects, since most students come from wealthy families.

Starting a small business, registering it at the school without needing school support, and getting some credits and qualifications—this is commonplace.

The school is certainly happy to have such projects listed, because regardless of the size of the startup, it is a genuine startup with registration and certification.

However, any project that can be associated with a phenomenon like "Qingshan Watermelon" is a hot commodity, no matter where it is placed.

His boss had obviously seen the article from last night and knew that if he had been any later, someone else might have taken it away.

"As soon as possible." The leader patted him on the shoulder. "We in the media have to seize this kind of project."

Similarly, at the University of Electronic Science and Technology of China, Liang Bo contacted Jiang Lin very early on, and his first question was: "When are you coming back to school?"

How could he not know that the group chat was so lively last night?

He even went to the forum himself to watch the big battle between the five universities.

It's fine to have fun, but if that fun becomes your own, it doesn't feel good at all.

To be honest, the reason he took the initiative to arrange projects for Jiang Lin was because he valued talent.

The project is indeed very good. Although it's not doing very well right now, at least the direction is good. If it's done well, it could really be presented in a prestigious way.

Originally, he really thought it was just a small thing to do to sell watermelons, but who would have thought it would cause such a big commotion!

Furthermore, why didn't this guy mention such a significant advantage as a supplier to Youguohui during the project review? He's still complaining about being poor!

According to the data Jiang Lin mentioned, this is a project that can directly generate millions in revenue.

Jiang Lin said, "Tomorrow at the earliest, I have to accompany the expert team from the Agricultural University today..."

Liang Bo: ? ? ?

"No way, just how much are you hiding?"

Jiang Linqian chuckled: "Well, none of the projects we applied for before came to fruition."

"Director Liang, you know I'm a very honest person. I wouldn't dare to make a fuss about something that hasn't happened yet."

Liang Bo thought to himself, "You're so honest, my foot!"

"Then tell me, what exactly do experts at agricultural universities do?"

"I want to build a 50-acre greenhouse, and I've invested 100 million yuan. I need to get some experts to help me with the project..."

Liang Bo's hand trembled slightly as he listened to the phone: "How much?"

100.

Jiang Lin spoke calmly.

Liang Bo was somewhat dazed. He knew Jiang Lin's family situation very well. He had seen Jiang Lin's father with his own eyes the year school started. He was a typical honest farmer carrying a bag of urea fertilizer.

At that time, Jiang Lin also looked like he came from the countryside, with a bewilderment in his eyes about the big city.

Moreover, he was preparing to apply for poverty assistance last year.

There's a saying that goes, "A scholar should be looked at with new eyes after three days of separation," but only a summer vacation has passed...

Liang Bo took a deep breath: "Okay, you stay with the experts first, no rush!"

"Things must be handled properly."

"Call me when you're free."

School matters, no matter how urgent, can be postponed!

A million—many people can't earn that much in their entire lives!

After hanging up the phone, Liang Bo went to the hospital to find the vice president.

When we submitted the project application, we missed quite a few details, so the institute will definitely need to re-evaluate this matter.

……

The largest wholesale market in Fuzhou.

By 3 p.m., there were hardly any people left in the market.

Occasionally, a few individual customers would browse and select items in the shop.

In an office on the second floor of the market, filled with smoke, three people sat inside, one playing on his phone and the other smoking.

"Fourth brother, you should still keep an eye on that Qingshan watermelon post on the local forum."

"It was quite a scene last night."

They do wholesale business, and local forums are a very important source of information.

Zhu Laosi put his feet down from the back of the chair, slipped them into his slippers, and replied casually, "I saw it."

He yawned, scratching his backside as he reached into the refrigerator and grabbed a can of beer.

"This kind of online stuff, just take a quick look and forget it, it's all just a passing fad," Zhu Laosi said dismissively. "Don't be fooled by how popular it is now, it'll all be exposed tomorrow!"

"You can't say that. I feel like the person behind this is actually quite smart," the previous person reminded him again.

Zhu Laosi opened his beer, took a sip, and raised an eyebrow at his two brothers inside: "I know what I'm doing. Believe it or not, I'll post something about it later..."

"Would the spittle from these noisy netizens tonight kill him?"