Chapter 46

As expected, the club is not open to casual people. You need a membership card. This membership card is not something that ordinary people can get. Zhou Mengyao shrugged, took a sip of juice and said, "My father doesn't have a membership card either, but he said that if we want to go, he can lend us a membership card."

"Really?" Qiao Bailu was a little surprised. How should I put it? Beijing is a land that is usually not different from other big cities, but in places that ordinary people can't touch, there are some privileges. For example, this membership card, although Zhou Mengyao doesn't usually talk about it, but looking at her dressing and the Zhou family's background, Mr. Zhou is definitely not an ordinary office worker.

Even Mr. Zhou didn't have a membership card. Money didn't work. Maybe the special thing about the club was power. If Mr. Zhou could still borrow a card, she still underestimated the Zhou family.

"Of course it's real. I even brought the card. Should we make an appointment to go there?" They were originally going to go there this morning, but Mr. Zhou couldn't produce a card in a short time, so Zhou Mengyao came in the afternoon.

Yao Lingling also bit the straw and nodded: "Well, since it is a borrowed card, let's go quickly so as not to delay your father's time. By the way, should we buy something and go to Zhou's house to thank Uncle Zhou later?"

The last question was asked to Qiao Bailu, who nodded: "Of course."

"Oh, please don't. I treat you as my friends. There's no need to be polite between friends. Just like when we were in school, I often borrowed your notebooks. If I have to give a gift every time I borrowed them, how many gifts would I have to buy?"

Zhou Mengyao waved her hands hurriedly: "Don't worry, although this card is borrowed, but my father can borrow it, which means that we have a good relationship. We don't need to worry too much, just use it when necessary. By the way, my father said that all the consumption in the club is swiped with this membership card. At worst, we can make up the money later?"

In the past, Zhou Mengyao would have been heartless and ignored it, but after spending some time with Qiao Bailu and the others, she realized that they would not accept favors for nothing, so she quickly suggested, "There's no need to thank them this way. We're just borrowing a name anyway. My dad also said it's okay, we can use it however we want."

"That's fine." Qiao Bailu thought about it and nodded. After all, they were the younger generation, and since Mr. Zhou had made all the arrangements, it would be difficult for them to refuse outright.

So, they agreed to go there early tomorrow morning. Since it was not too close, they would split up and just meet at the entrance of the club. They were going to play real-person CS, so they had to bring extra clothes with them. It was summer, and they would take a shower there after playing.

You don't need to bring anything else, whether it's water, towels, or bathing supplies, which are available in ordinary gyms, not to mention this expensive and scary club.

"You're just here?" Qiao Bailu, Xie Jiayuan and Qiao Zhenting took a taxi directly there in the morning. As soon as they got off the car, they saw Zhou Mengyao rushing over: "If I had known, I would have asked the driver to go to your place and pick you up. There are still ten minutes left. Will Lingling be late?"

"Who said I would be late?" As she was talking, she heard Yao Lingling's voice not far away. Zhou Mengyao hurried over and took her arm: "I am just worried. Come on, let's go in. This is my first time in a place that looks so high-end."

Bella Qiao blinked, a little puzzled: "Hasn't your father ever taken you out to play?"

Given the Zhou family's background, this is unlikely.

"No, my dad said I'm not an adult and he doesn't allow me to come." Then he showed a smug expression: "Hahaha, I'm an adult now! My dad said that in the future, if I want to go somewhere to play, I just need to tell him."

"Can we go to the bar?" Yao Lingling asked curiously. Basically, outsiders who want to be admitted to Q University either have a very high IQ or study very hard. Although Yao Lingling's IQ is not low, it does not mean that she did not work hard.

Qiao Bailu and Xie Jiayuan had never been there. They just went to the Internet cafe to play at the night market, which was their experience after graduation.

"You can go to most bars, but my dad says you can't go to some bars." Zhou Mengyao said with a smile. When she arrived at the door, she took out her membership card from her bag and handed it to the doorman. The doorman took a look, nodded and let them in.

After a corridor, there is a reception desk. You need to swipe your membership card to confirm that the membership card is real and valid. Then the receptionist handed them a few cards: "Is this your first time here? What do you want to do? If you want to exercise, you can go to the first floor. There are various sports equipment and personal trainers. You can just call anyone. If you want to relax and have fun, there is a bar on the second floor. The third floor is an indoor real-person CS venue. If you want to play this, you can go to the third floor to get a set of clothes and guns."

It has to be the third floor. Zhou Mengyao nodded happily: "Let's go to the third floor. Is there anyone to explain it?"

"Yes, please wait a moment." The receptionist said with a smile, pressed the internal phone, notified the third floor, and then raised her hand to signal them to take the elevator. When they got out of the elevator, a beautiful woman in camouflage clothes was waiting: "Hello, are you here to play CS? Have you played it before?"

Several people shook their heads in confusion. The beautiful lady smiled as she led them in and introduced the venue: "These are shelters. You can divide yourself into two teams, or form one team, and then have our coach as your opponent. By the way, have you ever learned how to shoot a gun?"

Everyone was dumbfounded. They looked at each other and stood there motionless.

The beauty didn't know how to react: "You haven't learned it yet?"

The five of them shook their heads in unison. They only touched guns during military training, but they were all old-fashioned rifles, and they really just touched them to see how they shot. The instructors never taught them how to shoot. What kind of guns do CS use? Machine guns?

"Do you know how to use it?" the beauty asked again. The five people continued to shake their heads. Zhou Mengyao scratched her cheek: "Well, isn't it just a matter of flipping the switch? Oh, right, and aiming?"

The beauty could hardly keep the smile on her face: "How about we learn how to use a gun first?"

This is a must. How can you play CS without a gun? Seeing them all nod in agreement, the beauty heaved a sigh of relief and led them to the other side: "There is a shooting range on the fourth floor, and there are instructors to teach you how to shoot. I'll take you up there. Don't worry, they are not real guns, they are all air guns, and the marks they leave are just marks."

There were many more people upstairs than on the third floor, and most of them were men. As soon as Qiao Bailu and the others entered, they attracted a lot of attention, but everyone was well-mannered and only looked at them curiously.

The beauty took them to an empty room, and a coach came to teach them how to use guns. It was impossible to become a sharpshooter in a short period of time. They just needed to know how to aim and shoot.

Just this was enough to excite them. As soon as they learned it, they were excited to go downstairs and try it out. When they reached the stairs, they ran into another group of people, also men and women. They looked at them and the leader came out: "Are you here to play CS too?"

Although Zhou Mengyao was usually naive and silly, she was still able to hold her own at this moment and nodded: "Yes, you too?"

"Well, that's a coincidence. How about we play a game? There are five of you and five of us, which is perfect." The man said with a smile. Zhou Mengyao shook her head: "I'm afraid it won't work. This is our first time playing this. We even learned how to shoot on the spot. Our skills are not good enough. If you want to fight with us, you will definitely not have fun."

"It's their first time." The man touched his chin and turned to look at his companions: "What should I do? It's their first time too."

Another person came out, hooked his shoulder and looked at Qiao Bailu and his group: "How about this, they split into two teams, and we split into two teams, and then regroup to even out our levels. It's too boring to play with the coaches. Every time we get beaten, it's still not fun."

Zhou Mengyao was a little tempted, but she didn't make a decision on her own. She turned around and discussed it with Qiao Bailu and the others. Xie Jiayuan and Qiao Zhenting, the two men, were more in favor of it. Men are like this after all. They will get too excited sometimes.

Fighting with the coach is really not satisfying. It would be great if I could play with someone of the same level.

So, the two sides split up and regrouped. There were three men and two women on that side, and three women and two men on Qiao Bailu's side. According to experience, they were all experts on that side, and they were all novices on Qiao Bailu's side.

The team was divided - Qiao Bailu, Zhou Mengyao, Yao Lingling, plus He Yang and Chen Jianjun over there. Men are naturally more advantageous than women, especially in this kind of gun battle scene, so two male masters were assigned over there.

Xie Jiayuan and Qiao Zhenting were led by three women and were a little embarrassed at first. One of the women, who looked like a big sister with a strong aura, patted them on the shoulders and said, "Don't worry, even if you are holding us back, we can still defeat them."

Xie Jiayuan's mouth twitched, and he and Qiao Zhenting looked at each other, and the two of them remained silent tacitly. We will find out whether he is a drag or not.

After the venues were divided and the captains were chosen, the two sides began to fight. Although Qiao Bailu often stayed at home, she also ran every day. Zhou Mengyao was even more lively and couldn't sit still. Yao Lingling's advantage was her quick mind, and she would think of tricky shooting routes from time to time.

For a while, they actually gained the upper hand.

They were fighting the most basic offense and defense battle. Qiao Bailu's team was on the defending side. They were not allowed to talk during the battle. The coach had specially popularized the use of hand gestures beforehand.

Those who are experienced are naturally more proficient in using it. Although Qiao Bailu and the others remembered it at the time, they were a little confused when it came time to use it, so they had to avoid using gestures as much as possible.

But you can't do without gestures. If your teammates don't understand what you mean and act rashly, they will be met with enemy gunfire.

In the end, it was Qiao Bailu and her team that lost. The two men were a little disappointed, but the three women over there were extremely happy. They came over excitedly to invite them, "It's time for lunch. There's a restaurant on the fifth floor. I'll treat you guys to a meal. Let's play another game this afternoon?"

"Okay." Zhou Mengyao was straightforward and nodded with a smile: "It's a rare opportunity to come here, so we have to have fun."

Everyone thought that this membership card was borrowed and would have to be returned later, so next time we wanted to come, we would not have the chance. So we went upstairs to have lunch, rest for a while, and regroup.

"I haven't seen you guys before? You look young, maybe still students?" He Yang asked with a smile during the break. Zhou Mengyao nodded with a smile: "Yeah, I'm a freshman this year. I heard from others that there's a fun club here, so I borrowed a membership card to play around. By the way, you look a little familiar to me."

"Haha, little sister, this is such an old-fashioned way of chatting up someone." Chen Jianjun said with a laugh. Zhou Mengyao shook her head: "It's not a chat up. You look a little familiar. Bai Lu, do you think you look familiar?"

Qiao Bailu took a look and shook her head: "I don't know. People have two eyes, a nose and a mouth. Everyone looks familiar to me."

"He looks a bit like the instructor." Yao Lingling said after a pause. He Yang touched his chin and said, "Instructor? Are you from Q University?"

"How did you know?" Zhou Mengyao asked with eyes wide open in surprise. Chen Jianjun also laughed, "What a coincidence. He Yang has a younger brother who was an instructor at Q University last year. Maybe you have met him."

"No way, what a coincidence?" Zhou Mengyao exclaimed: "What's your brother's name? Is it He Shengran?"

"Bingo, you have a good eye. My brother and I are a little bit alike, and you figured it out." He Yang nodded with a smile and turned to look at Yao Lingling: "I thought it was a coincidence before, but now it seems that it is not a coincidence."

Chen Jianjun suddenly realized, "Ah, Yao Lingling, right? You are the girlfriend of He Shengran, right?"

As soon as he said this, the three women sitting nearby all looked over. One of them looked unhappy: "Are you Yao Lingling? He Shengran's girlfriend?"

Yao Lingling frowned slightly: "My name is Yao Lingling, but I never said that He Shengran is my boyfriend. You must have made a mistake."

He Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Chen Jianjun, and smiled meaningfully. Zhou Mengyao looked at this and that, and suddenly stood up: "Oh, it's getting late, let's go back quickly."

Qiao Bailu also hurriedly stood up, holding Xie Jiayuan with one hand and Yao Lingling with the other: "Yes, yes, it's getting late, I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do, let's go back first."

He apologized to He Yang and the others again: "I'm sorry, I thought it was still early and we could play a few more games, but it seems there is no chance. We have something else to do, so I won't accompany you anymore. Bye."

He Yang and the others did not stop them. Seeing them leave in a hurry, he could not help but touch his chin and laughed: "What a coincidence, but looking at this Yao Lingling, she is not stupid. I wonder if my good brother told her the truth."

Chen Jianjun couldn't help laughing: "Don't be ridiculous, does he dare to tell the truth? Even if he does, he probably won't say anything good about you."

The girl who had a very bad face before frowned: "Why do you have to mention him for no reason? I'm in no good mood at all! If that girl is really smart, she will naturally notice something is wrong in the future. If she is not smart, that's her fate. What does it have to do with us? Let's go. I'm not in the mood to play anyway. It's a good opportunity to go to the flower and bird market. My old man likes to grow flowers recently. I'll go see if there's anything good, so that I can please him."

"Well, yours is easier to deal with, at least I can look for it. But for the ones my grandfather likes, I don't know where to get them. If I accidentally get a fake, not only will he not be happy, he will scold me, which is terrible." Another girl spread her hands helplessly, and the few of them changed the subject tacitly.

"He Yang and He Shengran are brothers? It seems a little strange." After getting in Zhou Mengyao's car, Zhou Mengyao lowered her voice and said puzzledly: "If they are really brothers, they usually have a good relationship. Then I heard that we are friends with He Shengran. Even if we are not enthusiastic, we shouldn't be so weird, right?"

"Something is not quite right." Qiao Bailu also frowned, pursed her lips, and looked at Yao Lingling, whose face did not look very good either.

"It's still early, why don't we go shopping?" Qiao Bailu suggested, pointing at Xie Jiayuan and Qiao Zhenting: "Men shouldn't follow women when they go shopping. You two are useless, you can go back by yourselves."

Qiao Zhenting immediately turned into a complaining face: "Sister, are you going to abandon me and Brother Jiayuan?"

Xie Jiayuan smiled and pushed his glasses: "Okay, I just happened to have something to do, so I want to go back to school first. You guys shouldn't hang out too late, go back early. Do you plan to eat dinner outside or go back?"

"We're eating outside. You two should figure out a way to solve it yourselves." Qiao Bailu waved her hand and signaled the driver to stop the car. Zhou Mengyao was very happy and dragged Yao Lingling and Qiao Bailu out of the car. "There's a shopping mall nearby. Let's go shopping. Uncle Li, please take them to Q University."

Qiao Zhenting waved his hand quickly: "I won't go. I want to go to the Beijing Theatre first. I haven't been there yet. School is about to start, so I'll go around and have some sightseeing."

Xie Jiayuan also got off the car: "Don't bother, I can just take a taxi, you don't have to worry about us, go shopping quickly, be careful, by the way, do you have your card with you?"

Qiao Bailu nodded and squeezed his palm with a smile: "Okay, you should be careful too, do you have money on you?"

Xie Jiayuan nodded, and saw a taxi, so he quickly stopped it, waved to them and left. Qiao Zhenting was not in a hurry, so he walked slowly to find a bus, and took out his mobile phone to make a call. Two of his friends who met in the training class were admitted to the Beijing Film Academy, so they went to have a look together.

The men who were in the way left. Qiao Bailu looked around and dragged Yao Lingling to the coffee shop. Zhou Mengyao was still puzzled: "Didn't we say we were going shopping? Are you thirsty? Then we can go have some coffee first. It's a good opportunity to have some dessert. The restaurant at the club is delicious, but it's too light for my taste."

She muttered in the back, and Qiao Bailu lowered her voice in front: "Lingling, we are not outsiders. Let me ask you, are you and the instructor really together? When did you get together?"

Yao Lingling pursed her lips, unwilling to speak, while Zhou Mengyao was shocked: "What, Lingling and the instructor are together? When did it happen? How come I didn't know anything about it?"

"It would be strange if you knew that." Qiao Bailu curled her lips, found a secluded place to sit down, and ordered three cups of coffee. To be honest, she had never been used to drinking this kind of stuff, but there was no teahouse nearby, so she had to make do with it.

"Lingling, we are good friends and besties. You have a boyfriend, you can't hide it from us. Tell us honestly, when did it happen? Did he pursue you or did you pursue him?" Zhou Mengyao asked curiously.

Unable to resist the two people's questioning, Yao Lingling finally confessed. At first, it was the instructor who confessed first, but he said that the military had strict management and instructors were not allowed to have romantic relationships with college students. Once discovered, they would be punished, and in serious cases, they would be discharged from the army.

Yao Lingling didn't want to accept it at that time, but the instructor was handsome, took good care of her, and often sent text messages to contact her. Gradually, she became attracted to him. After the military training was over, she couldn't help but run out to meet him.

No one had reacted at that time. Yao Lingling was the first to arrive. In front of all the instructors, He Shengran did not actually make any promises. He just rubbed her hair and told her to go back quickly.

Later, He Shengran had two vacations, and both times he came to see Yao Lingling secretly. He was quite humorous and well-educated, and his military rank was not too low, so Yao Lingling and he established a romantic relationship.

However, they only met twice a year, and even Yao Lingling’s roommates didn’t know about it, so Yao Lingling never mentioned it.

"So, you two are really together?" Zhou Mengyao touched her chin and said, "Looking at He Yang, his family seems to be quite rich. Just look at the clothes He Yang is wearing, the price is so high!"

"Fifty thousand?" Qiao Bailu exclaimed, and Zhou Mengyao nodded: "Besides, He Yang seems to be the leader of their group. Since he is the leader, the membership card might belong to He Yang. He has a membership card at such a young age, so his family must be extraordinary."

Qiao Bailu has already expanded her thoughts to the feuds between wealthy families. Since He Yang and He Shengran are brothers, their names should be somewhat related. Just like their family, although not a large family, the boys' names are still related. Her brother is called Qiao Zhenting, and her cousin from her uncle's family is called Qiao Zhenguo.

But He Yang and He Shengran, one is a common name, the other sounds very high-end, and no one would tell they are brothers if they weren't told.

"Has He Shengran told you about his family situation?" Qiao Bailu didn't even call him instructor, she just called him by his name: "Where is he from?"

"He only said he was a local, but didn't tell me about his family situation." Although Yao Lingling was inexperienced, she was not stupid. Just by looking at He Yang's attitude, she instinctively realized that something was wrong: "How about I ask next time?"

"Well, it's okay to ask. I'll ask my dad for you later to see if he knows where this He family comes from." Zhou Mengyao also said with a smile, and took a big gulp to drink the remaining coffee: "Okay, it's getting late, let's go shopping quickly. I want to buy a skirt. Do you have anything you want to buy?"

Chapter 47

After shopping for most of the day, Qiao Bailu didn't buy much. She bought a skirt for herself. The style was the same as Zhou Mengyao and Yao Lingling's, but the color was different. When the three of them put them on, they looked like sisters.

I also bought short-sleeved shirts for Xie Jiayuan and Qiao Zhenting, one is elegant and the other is hipster. When I got home, Xie Jiayuan and Qiao Zhenting were already back, each holding a bowl and eating noodles on the sofa.

You can tell at first glance that it was made by Xie Jiayuan. He specially fried the meat sauce, cut the cucumber into shreds, and rinsed the noodles with cold water before mixing them with the meat sauce. It tasted really good, and Qiao Bailu had eaten it a lot before.

"Try on the clothes after dinner. If they don't work, you'll have to change them tomorrow." Qiao Bailu said with a smile, picking up the kettle and pouring herself some water: "What are your plans for tomorrow? Are you going shopping or doing something else?"

"I'm going to school." Xie Jiayuan swallowed the last bite of rice and went to the kitchen with his bowl and chopsticks: "School is about to start. I want to get a place to help in the laboratory. I have to be proactive in the next few days. If you just wait, no teacher will call you."

Qiao Zhenting nodded: "I want to go shopping. I've grown taller. The clothes I bought last year are a little small this year. But I won't go shopping with you. You're too much trouble. I've made an appointment with someone else."

"Who? Male or female?" Qiao Bailu asked hurriedly. Qiao Zhenting's mouth twitched: "Sister, you are only 19 years old now, can you stop nagging like an old woman? No matter if it's a man or a woman, she is not your girlfriend, why do you care so much? Besides, I am only a freshman, and you don't allow me to take jobs in my freshman and sophomore years. Then I have no fame, so do I have to go out shopping now? "

"I'm worried that things will be dug up in the future. Don't you think about it? When a star stands on the stage, there will be so many lights shining on him. People from all directions are paying attention to him. A small flaw can be magnified countless times. You are not famous now, but when you become famous in the future, people will definitely come out to dig up your past. From your ranking in the exam when you were a child to how many girlfriends you had when you grew up, everything will be exposed to the whole country."

Qiao Zhenting huddled on the sofa with a bowl in his hand: "Is it that scary?"

"Of course. It's even scarier than that. For example, if you lost your temper and beat up a cleaner in the parking lot today, the paparazzi will report you beating up the working class tomorrow. Didn't you watch the news about the kidnapping in Hegang? The media can be scary sometimes."

The daughter of a famous actress in Hegang was kidnapped. Due to the paparazzi's reports, the case was leaked. When the actress went to pay the ransom, the media's extensive follow-up reports angered the kidnappers, and eventually the actress' teenage daughter was killed.

In the report, the female star cried heartbreakingly and begged the media to let her daughter go. No matter how many times you watch it, it makes people feel suffocated.

Of course, this does not mean that media reports are bad. Sometimes, media revelations can better protect the rights and interests of the people, but not all media are so principled and conscientious.

"Okay, I get it. But I always feel that you are too cautious, sister. As a person, you just need to have a clear conscience. No one is blind. Won't we know the truth after a long time? You are a great writer, don't you know that time reveals a person's true character?"

Qiao Zhenting was very open-minded. His fear only lasted for a short while. He ate two more mouthfuls of noodles and then became carefree again: "Besides, you are not a red-headed coin. Everyone who sees you will like you. Being a star means that if some people like you, there will definitely be others who hate you. If you always think about being hated by others, what's the point of living?"

Xie Jiayuan washed his own dishes and came out, nodding in agreement: "Zhen Ting finally knows how to say something nice. I also think that you are too cautious, Bai Lu. No matter what happens, there must be a solution as long as it happens. You are forbidding this and that now. Fortunately, Zhen Ting is obedient and takes your words to heart. If it were really a disobedient one, the more you forbid me to do it, the more I would do it. Wouldn't you be worried all day long? Okay, listen to me, Zhen Ting is not a child anymore. He has also applied for an ID card, so he is an adult. Don't always treat him as a child."

Qiao Zhenting stood up and patted Xie Jiayuan on the shoulder with a smile: "Brother Jiayuan really understands me. Don't worry, sister. We are only one year apart in age..."

Qiao Bailu solemnly declared: "One and a half years old!"

Qiao Zhenting's mouth twitched: "It was clearly four months, how did it become half a year?"

"If I say one and a half, then it's one and a half." Qiao Bailu insisted, and Qiao Zhenting had no choice but to nod: "Okay, okay, one and a half, that's not much. If this were ancient times, you relied on your parents before, but now you have to rely on me. I am also a grown man, and I have to take on the responsibility of taking care of you. Don't always treat me like an ignorant child."

Qiao Bailu was happy in her heart, but she snorted on her face: "Thank you very much, I won't care about you in the future, you can do whatever you want, just don't get into trouble and let me clean up the mess for you. There is a saying, once, twice, but not three times. Since you don't want me to care, let's make a deal, if you get into trouble more than three times, you will listen to me obediently in the future. If I say go west, you are not allowed to go east, okay?"

Qiao Zhenting nodded quickly: "Then you just wait, I will definitely not cause any trouble. Okay, I won't bother you anymore, those who need to read should read, those who need to write should write, don't disturb me from studying movies. We have to divide the classes at the beginning of the school year, I can't fall too far behind."

Qiao Bailu pouted and went back to her room with Xie Jiayuan. After playing all day, she hadn't written any words for her novel yet. It would take more than two or three hours to finish more than 10,000 words. She had to go to bed before 11 o'clock, so she had to hurry up.

School started in the blink of an eye. Xie Jiayuan took Qiao Bailu to school on his bicycle early in the morning. They met Zhou Mengyao under the teaching building. Qiao Bailu waved to Xie Jiayuan and walked inside with Zhou Mengyao curiously: "What a coincidence, we can meet like this."

"Hey, it's not a coincidence. I was waiting for you downstairs on purpose. Lingling hasn't come yet, but I have big news to tell you. I was worried that I couldn't explain it clearly over the phone, so I kept it to myself until now."

Zhou Mengyao said mysteriously, "Didn't I tell you before that I would help Lingling find out about the He family? You never know until you ask. Once you ask, you'll be shocked. I know a big secret!"

Then he said with a sad face: "But, for Lingling, this is probably bad news. If I tell her later and Lingling starts crying, you have to persuade her."

"Bad news? Is He Shengran a two-faced person? Is he two-timing? Does he have a fiancée at home?" Qiao Bailu asked with her eyes wide open. She had imagined all kinds of fights among the rich families that day, and when she heard that it was not good news today, she immediately exploded: "He Shengran cheated on Lingling?"

"Hey, hey, hey, don't be so anxious. I'll give you a lowdown first." Zhou Mengyao looked around, pulled Qiao Bailu to sit in the corner, and lowered her voice and said, "The He family is not an ordinary family in Beijing. Anyway, it is more prestigious than my family. He Yang's father has two wives, He Yang's biological mother and He Shengran's biological mother."

"How old is He Yang?" Qiao Bailu was a little surprised. Zhou Mengyao shook her head and said, "I don't know. I only know that He Yang's father went to the countryside and should be a few years older than my father. He Yang's mother is not a local. She died half a year after giving birth. Then less than a year later, He Shengran's mother married into the family. He Shengran's mother is a local."

Qiao Bailu touched her chin. Oh, this is a big deal. The educated youth went to the countryside, married a country wife, and died after having a child. But He Yang didn't grow crooked! Is it because he is not born with the tendency to grow crooked, or is there someone in the He family who protects him?

He Shengran's mother came into the family within a year, so the relationship between He Yang's parents must not be that deep. Did He Shengran's parents know each other before they got married? Speaking of which, the two brothers don't look like they are two or three years apart in age. At most, they are two years apart.

If He Shengran was in the army, why was He Yang out there? If the He family was really from a prominent family background, the army would be a channel for promotion. He Yang didn't look like he had a proper job.

Is this really a fight between the big wealthy families?

"What are you two talking about?" Qiao Bailu was thinking when she heard Yao Lingling's voice coming from the front. Zhou Mengyao winked and made faces at her: "Who will speak later?"

Qiao Bailu coughed lightly: "Speaking of the He family's affairs, didn't Mengyao promise to ask you about it before?"

Zhou Mengyao glared, how disloyal!

Qiao Bailu turned her head away from her. What loyalty do you have to talk to? I'm so happy that you can suffer a loss! Yao Lingling stared at Zhou Mengyao, ready to wait for her to explain.

Although both of them were a bit sharp-tongued, Zhou Mengyao was obviously no match for Yao Lingling. In just a few words, Yao Lingling got everything out of her, including what she should and shouldn't say.

Qiao Bailu always thinks the worst of people, but Yao Lingling is different. She and He Shengran are lovers, so naturally she thinks better of them: "That makes sense. He Yang and Shengran don't get along. He doesn't like Shengran, so naturally he won't treat us well."

As he spoke, he became a little worried: "Since the He family is not an ordinary family, then Shengran and I, what if in the future..."

No matter what time, marriage is about being well-matched. Even if there are not so many requirements, she must be better, and the people of the He family may be willing to accept her. This road is a bit difficult to walk.

But then, Yao Lingling cheered up. Even if it was not easy to walk on, she had to give it a try. How could she know what was behind the road if she didn't try?

"Okay, thank you for getting this information for me. It's much better than I thought. I originally thought that it might be an illegitimate child or something." Yao Lingling said with a smile and pinched Zhou Mengyao's cheek: "I'll treat you to a big meal after class."

Zhou Mengyao quickly made friends with him. She was simple-minded and would not think of things in the worst way. She and Yao Lingling gathered together to discuss what to eat for lunch. Only Qiao Bailu felt that something was not right. But after thinking about it, she could not tell what was wrong. This was probably all she could find out about the He family. Forget it. There was nothing to plot against Lingling. I guess I was just overthinking.

Seeing that the class is about to start, I quickly opened the textbook and did some preview.

"Qiao Bailu." As soon as the get out of class was over, the monitor came over and said, "This is the certificate sent by the school. Did you participate in the script competition?"

Qiao Bailu nodded and took the certificate. The certificate for the Excellence Award was very simple, just a hard shell with a piece of paper inside and a stamp. Huang Qiwen followed the monitor and smiled as she poked her head out to look at the certificate: "Bailu, you are really talented. I also participated, but I didn't win the award. Can you let me see what you wrote in the script? I can also learn from you."

Qiao Bailu shook her head: "I didn't bring the script with me. Anyway, it's a story about traveling through time in the Qing Dynasty. There are a lot of them online, so I just followed the trend."

The outline can be found on the forum, but only the reviewing teacher can see the specific content.

Huang Qiwen sighed with some regret: "Hey, I still want to learn more. If the top few winning works can be made public, we might be able to learn a lot from them."

Qiao Bailu looked at her in surprise: "How can this be made public? It involves copyright issues. I have seen the works of every previous session, and they have never been made public. If you really want to see it, I remember that there was a national competition where the script seemed to be made public."

However, in national competitions like this, all the participants are famous Belgian playwrights, and they not only write TV and movies, but also various dramas and plays. The winners are generally qualified artists, and such people don't have to worry about copyright issues. Compared with before, winning an award is more like a form of publicity.

Different statuses mean different things to protect. For newcomers like them, the first thing to be protected is their rights, while for artists, the first thing to be protected is their reputation.

Huang Qiwen raised her eyebrows slightly: "I didn't expect that Bailu knew so much. Are you planning to participate in the national competition?"

"Not necessarily. The Chinese New Year is almost here. I guess I won't be able to make it in time if I write it this year." Among the things she checked, there was a relatively important competition, a national level one, which was held in September. Apart from the Qing Dynasty script, she really didn't have time to come up with another script to participate in the competition.

So, she plans to wait for the one in December. This time, she plans to change the script to the one about house fighting. However, the time-travel element has to be removed. Wait, in which year was the popular time-travel love in the previous life filmed?

Oh, no wonder people don't want time-travel scripts anymore, it turns out they've been too popular. The Qing Dynasty was too popular, and the time-travel was too popular, and if you combine them together, it's hard to guarantee that the audience will get tired of it.

If it is released for a few more years and a new audience is in the market, maybe it can still get some ratings. As expected, she still lacks a lot of judgment in knowing when to ask for a script. She just thinks that she can occupy a market with the experience of her previous life, but forgets to consider the fundamentals.

At each stage, the audience market that the TV series faces is different, so she must first learn to position her own script.

So what age group does the novel of house fighting tend to be for? If the actors are good, can it be pulled down to 16 or 17? As for above, it should be in the 30s, right? Forty and above, it should be the market for middle-aged women.

So, what do people in their twenties and thirties like to watch the most? If the main plot cannot be changed, what elements should be added to it?

"Bai Lu?" Huang Qiwen called out, and Qiao Bai Lu suddenly came back to her senses: "Oh, sorry, I just thought of something else. What did you say just now?"

"I said, are you planning to participate in the national competition?" Huang Qiwen asked with a smile. Qiao Bailu shook her head: "I don't have any plans for now, but I can't say for sure. What, do you want to participate? Then go and give it a try."

"I haven't even passed our school's competition, how can I be so arrogant as to participate in a national-level competition?" Huang Qiwen shook her head quickly, paused, and then said, "One of the judges is Professor Li, the dean of our college. Do you know this?"

Qiao Bailu nodded. Of course she knew that if she wanted to become a disciple, she would most prefer Professor Li. However, Professor Li would not easily accept disciples. There were so many people in the School of Arts, and many classes of students had come and gone, but he had only accepted less than ten disciples.

Although Qiao Bailu was confident, she didn't dare to say that she was so outstanding that she couldn't go to Professor Li rashly. She could only make herself better and then slowly let Professor Li know that there was such a person, so that she could continue in the future.

"I heard that the award winners from our school are going to visit Professor Li and ask him for advice on their scripts. You also won the Excellence Award. Are you going?" Huang Qiwen asked again. Qiao Bailu was a little surprised: "Is there such a thing? I haven't heard of it."

"I have a friend who is in the literature club, so..." Huang Qiwen smiled embarrassedly and blinked at Qiao Bailu: "This is a good opportunity. It would be a pity to miss it. Do you want to think about it carefully?"

"Don't think about it. If something like this happens, I will definitely go. It would be a great honor for me to meet Professor Li." Qiao Bailu said with a smile, "I'm just afraid that this won't happen and I'll be happy for nothing."

"My friend's information is very accurate. I'm telling you first so you can prepare yourself." Huang Qiwen said with a smile, "You can ask someone later to find out whether the information is true or not. Maybe it will be available on the forum."

Qiao Bailu nodded quickly and just as she thanked him, she heard the bell for class ring. Huang Qiwen smiled at her and hurried back to her seat.

Zhou Mengyao lowered her head and asked, "Why is she so kind?"

"I don't know, but the truth of the news can be found out by asking around." Qiao Bailu was also puzzled. She opened the textbook and made two strokes with a pen: "Anyway, even if she has some bad ideas, it will be useless if she can't see Professor Li."

Zhou Mengyao nodded. Seeing that Qiao Bailu was listening to the class seriously, she didn't bother her. She took out a comic book from her schoolbag and started reading.

The school had just started, and there were only two classes in the morning. After class, Qiao Bailu was about to go to the library when she saw Zhao Xiaoqiong and Chu Weiwei coming over. Since you can't hit someone with a smiling face, Qiao Bailu had no choice but to stop and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Well, didn't you move out? After all, we lived in the same dormitory for a year, and we really couldn't bear to let you go." Chu Weiwei said with a smile: "I thought, I'll treat you to lunch at noon, so that we can part ways in peace. In the future, even if we don't live in the same dormitory anymore, we are still good friends and sisters, and we should visit each other more often."

Zhou Mengyao put her arm around Qiao Bailu's shoulders and pouted, "What good sisters? Bailu and I are good sisters, okay? You don't have to treat me. Bailu has to go to dinner with Xie Jiayuan later. Don't disturb their date."

Qiao Bailu nodded: "Yes, I have something else to do, so I don't need to eat with you. It doesn't mean that we are no longer friends if we don't eat together. I will ask you for more help in the future. I don't live in the school anymore, so it is inevitable that I will know the news in the class late. If you really treat me as a friend, if there is anything in our class in the future, just call me or send a text message to let me know."

Zhao Xiaoqiong's face froze, but Chu Weiwei reacted quickly and nodded in agreement: "Okay, if there is anything happening in the class, we will definitely inform you in time, but if we are negligent, you are not allowed to be angry."

Qiao Bailu smiled and nodded, said goodbye, and went to the library by herself. Zhou Mengyao and Yao Lingling had made an appointment to have dinner together, so they were not on the same route. They separated at the fork in the road and went their separate ways.

The library was relatively quiet. Qiao Bailu randomly found a place and was about to sit down to read a book when her cell phone suddenly vibrated. She had turned it to vibrate before class and forgot to turn it back off.

I hurried out to answer the call. The person on the other end was a girl. “Excuse me, are you Miss Bai Lu?”

Qiao Bailu's real pen name is Bailu, and her online name is Jinqiu Shihan. She smiled and replied, "Yes, may I ask who you are..."

"Oh, I'm Zhou Yanhua, an editor at Jiuhua Publishing House. I read your previous book, Phoenix Nirvana, and I really admire your writing style, so I wanted to talk to you. I wonder if Miss Bai Lu is free now. I hope I didn't disturb you?"

"Oh, no, no." Qiao Bailu smiled hurriedly, "I have already handed the book over to Huahong Publishing House..." She has been cooperating with Huahong Publishing House for several years. Huahong Publishing House has never treated her unfairly. It will raise the price when it is time to do so. Unless there is a special situation, she has no intention of giving up this publishing house.

"I know. I didn't come to you for that book either." The man smiled and said kindly, "That book has been reprinted several times. I think the contract you signed is quite long. We are all in the publishing business, and we won't do anything when we know about the copyright issue. What I want to talk to you about is your next book."

"The next book?" Qiao Bailu repeated, feeling somewhat clear in her heart and a little excited at the same time. In the past, she submitted her manuscripts herself. Although they were published every time, it was always too passive. Whether it would be selected and how much royalties to pay were all decided by the other party.

Being able to have the publisher come to her door and pre-order the next book is a sign in itself! Tell her clearly that what the publisher values now is not her book, not whether the book can become popular, but her as a person! They think that the book written by her has a great chance of becoming popular.

This is an affirmation, and also a leap forward. Qiao Bailu tried very hard to control her tone, but she couldn't control the expression on her face. While she spoke calmly, she showed a big, silly smile, and everyone around her couldn't help but laugh along - this girl's smile was too silly.

Chapter 48

Jiuhua Publishing House's headquarters is in City B. Zhou Yanhua was very enthusiastic. After a few pleasantries, she said she wanted to treat Qiao Bailu to a meal. She had probably done some research before, so the venue was set near Q University. The time was Saturday, and Qiao Bailu had several days to prepare.

During lunch, he excitedly talked about this with Xie Jiayuan. Xie Jiayuan nodded with a smile: "This is a good thing, but you should go back and carefully check this Zhou Yanhua and Jiuhua Publishing House to see if this publishing house is a large one and how it compares to Huahong. In addition, what does this publishing house focus on? If it is magazines or something like that, I think it is not as good as Huahong."

"In fact, Jiuhua Publishing House's visit doesn't necessarily bring good news." Xie Jiayuan said slowly while eating, "Will the bonus money not be too unfair to you? Your value is there. Even if Jiuhua wants to promote you, can't they raise your royalties too high? Each industry has its own rules. Jiuhua is also a publishing house. It can make decisions within a small range, but it won't exceed this range too much."

The money given by Huahong must be a lot, and Qiao Bailu also has a record of it in her mind.

"Unless, in the future, you give all the copyrights, whether it's film copyrights or game copyrights, to Jiuhua, or publish them exclusively. Then it's possible that Jiuhua will fully support you. But in this case, I'm not trying to discourage you, it's just that your level is not up to the mark."

Xie Jiayuan said again, Qiao Bailu sighed: "A large basin of cold water was poured down by you."

"I'm doing this to prevent you from getting too excited and impulsive and agreeing to Jiuhua's conditions." Xie Jiayuan said with a smile, reaching out to rub her head. "But I'm still very happy. A publishing house came to you, which means you are qualified. You can hint to Huahong later. I guess they will give you royalties for the next book, provided that you still publish the book with them. Exclusive is better."

Qiao Bailu nodded. She was just too happy just now, so she didn't think about it carefully. When it comes to publishing, she knows more about it than Xie Jiayuan. Whether it is online or physical, it all depends on performance. In other words, it depends on how much benefit it can bring to the other party.

The more benefits you bring, the other party will naturally not easily refute you. But if you cannot bring benefits to the other party, why should the other party use all his strength to sell you products?

"By the way, I have to go to the laboratory to do experiments in the afternoon, and I will probably be working until around seven o'clock. Why don't you go home first after school?" Xie Jiayuan stacked up the used bowls and plates, and seeing that she had finished eating, he handed her a tissue.

Qiao Bailu pouted: "We agreed before that we would eat three meals a day together. If I go home first, won't I have to eat alone?" Qiao Zhenting has also started school, and he will definitely have to live in the school dormitory for the first few days.

"Then you come to the library first, and at six o'clock, buy some food and eat with me in the lab?" Xie Jiayuan thought for a moment and said. Qiao Bailu nodded: "That's fine. Besides, after dinner, I can stay in your lab until you finish your experiment."

Xie Jiayuan nodded with a smile. Most of the experiments he could participate in now did not need to be kept secret, so Qiao Bailu could naturally go with him. But later... Xie Jiayuan shook his head. There was always a way. Anyway, they had to eat together.

Neither of them had paid for the dormitory, and after lunch, they had nowhere to go, so they just took a walk around the school. After walking around for a few times, I don’t know if it was a coincidence, but I happened to meet Zhang Minmin.

Zhang Minmin was very happy and came over to greet them excitedly: "Where are you going? Xie Jiayuan, are you going to the classroom? I heard from others that you moved out of the dormitory."

Xie Jiayuan shook his head: "Just walking around, what's the matter?"

Zhang Minmin nodded: "My senior said that you also want to participate in the experiment in the afternoon?"

"Well, why, you're joining too?" Xie Jiayuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and Zhang Minmin nodded with a smile: "Yes, the senior said that I was very careful when doing the experiment last time, so I'm going to follow and see it this time."

Zhang Minmin deliberately chose the topic of the laboratory to talk about, so Qiao Bailu had no chance to get a word in. Fortunately, Xie Jiayuan was more concerned about her, and occasionally when he talked about something more professional, he would turn around and explain to Qiao Bailu: "The experiment we did this time was to extract the effective substances from Chinese medicinal materials, and then test the efficacy of the medicine on a red mouse."

Qiao Bailu was a little puzzled: "Aren't you studying bioengineering?"

Without waiting for Xie Jiayuan to explain, Zhang Minmin smiled and said, "It's biomedical engineering. The key is still the word medicine. Although Western medicine is more developed in our country now, there are still many people who trust Chinese medicine. Chinese medicine is a treasure of our country, so it is naturally highly valued in medicine."

Qiao Bailu didn't respond, but just looked at Xie Jiayuan, who smiled and said, "It's to look at the pharmacological response of mice, the focus is on biomechanics."

In fact, Qiao Bailu still didn't quite understand, but in front of Zhang Minmin, she pretended to understand and nodded as if she suddenly understood. Naturally, she couldn't hide the truth from Xie Jiayuan who knew her very well.

The handsome boy couldn't help laughing. This confused look of "I know too well" was so cute. Just like when I explained physics problems to her in high school, if she still didn't understand after two times, she would make this expression.

The little girl had a strong sense of self-esteem, so I couldn't just explain it to her for the third time. Instead, I casually listed all the formulas used in the problem for her to see.

Fortunately, she is not stupid. If she studies it secretly for a while, she will understand most of it.

"By the way, we are also learning computer technology. If you have any problems later, we won't have to ask He Liang for help." In order to prevent Zhang Minmin from saying anything else, Xie Jiayuan quickly changed the subject. Qiao Bailu blinked: "Aren't you in the medical department? Why are you studying computer technology?"

"It's the engineering department." Zhang Minmin next to her emphasized again. Qiao Bailu's mouth twitched: "Didn't you just say that the focus is on medicine?"

"The focus is on bioengineering." Xie Jiayuan didn't even look at Zhang Minmin, and poked Qiao Bailu's forehead helplessly: "Look how much I know about your major. Did you take a history class this morning? Did you take a foreign classic appreciation class this afternoon?"

Qiao Bailu smiled a little embarrassedly: "Isn't it because I tell you every day? You must know that you never tell me about your courses."

"Because there is no need." Xie Jiayuan said with a smile: "You just need to wait for me to care about you."

Qiao Bailu raised her eyebrows, her face slightly red, and glanced at Zhang Minmin with a smile, and then made a face at Xie Jiayuan - Oh, you are saying love words in front of outsiders? Young man, you suddenly become thick-skinned.

"Because it's you." Xie Jiayuan suppressed his laughter and said seriously, ruffling Qiao Bailu's hair again: "I wouldn't bother to understand other people."

Zhang Minmin stood aside holding a book, looking at the gentle Xie Jiayuan and the sweetly smiling Qiao Bailu, lowered her eyes and bit her lips twice: "Well, you guys go ahead, I have something else to do, so I'll go back to the classroom first. By the way, Xie Jiayuan, the laboratory opens at 2 o'clock, you'd better go earlier, the senior said that Teacher Chen doesn't like students who are not punctual."

Xie Jiayuan nodded: "Thanks for the reminder."

Zhang Minmin didn't care about his indifference, she smiled and waved, and left with the book. Qiao Bailu pinched Xie Jiayuan's arm: "Peach Blossom."

"Don't talk nonsense." He looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he lowered his head and kissed Qiao Bailu on the forehead: "If there was really something, would I still let you go to the lab? Once you go there today, everyone in the lab will know that you are my girlfriend."

The ownership has been declared openly, so it will be inconvenient for Zhang Minmin to do anything she wants in the future. Hmm, when we go there this afternoon, should we buy some snacks or something to bribe the people in the laboratory?

"Besides Teacher Chen, who else is in the lab?" Qiao Bailu asked curiously. Xie Jiayuan thought for a moment before saying, "There are only me and Zhang Minmin in our sophomore year, and two more in our junior year. The other three are Teacher Chen's graduate students, but at their level, they don't need to do such a small experiment. The leader of this experiment is that junior senior."

It's just an experiment, the seniors are definitely too busy to handle it, so they asked two freshmen to help. The people they asked couldn't make things worse, so those with better grades and stronger hands-on skills were the first choice.

Fortunately, Xie Jiayuan came to the laboratory frequently during the summer vacation, and occasionally helped to pass things, so he became familiar with her. That's why the senior called Xie Jiayuan first. As for Zhang Minmin, she was probably recommended by the monitor of their class.

"Oh." Qiao Bailu nodded, and smiled as she pulled Xie Jiayuan forward and continued walking: "Then you're going to do the experiment, what about the class? Don't you have classes in the afternoon?"

"Yes, but I asked someone to ask for leave in advance. The school has just started, so the courses scheduled for the first day are not too important. I have also prepared for it myself, so there is no need to worry about delaying my studies."

Xie Jiayuan said with a smile, and continued to walk forward slowly: "In the future, I will find a way to stagger my time. For important courses, I will ask for leave from the laboratory first. I can still distinguish the important from the unimportant."

"Of course I know you can tell the difference. You have always been the one who knows what you want to do." Qiao Bailu also smiled, and twirled her fingers back and forth between Xie Jiayuan's fingers: "What exactly does your department do? Is biology important, medicine important, or engineering important?"

"That depends on one's research direction. Let me tell you this. You know aerospace materials, right? Our department can research that. You know medical imaging, right? We can research that, too."

The purpose of using mice for experiments is to study biomechanics, normal conditions, and pharmacology. It is not to see what effect a certain drug has on mice, which is actually not correct.

Xie Jiayuan's explanation gradually included some professional terms, which made Qiao Bailu's head swell: "Okay, okay, I understand. What you mean is that we have to do experiments in the future and invent various instruments and materials?"

He was about to shake his head, but after thinking about Qiao Bailu's ability to understand, Xie Jiayuan nodded with difficulty. In fact, for people who don't understand, there really isn't much difference, right?

"Okay, then what is your goal?" Qiao Bailu asked with a smile. Xie Jiayuan coughed lightly and said, "Artificial organs, for example, artificial blood vessels, artificial skin, etc."

"So great!" Qiao Bailu widened her eyes and touched her chin. It seemed that this was quite profitable. How much did it cost to install a prosthesis? In fact, it was not only for curing diseases, but also for beauty, such as nose pads and breast augmentations. If one really studied these, he would make a fortune in the future.

"It's not that great." Xie Jiayuan smiled awkwardly. To be honest, he had never thought of being great before. He was from the countryside like Bai Lu. His parents couldn't raise two boys just by farming. So his father went out to work during the slack season. Once, he was working the night shift and was too tired. When he was pouring materials into the machine, he accidentally got his hand rolled into it, leaving only half of his arm.

Although the rescue was timely, he could not be saved. Without his right hand, he could not do anything. Although there was compensation, it was still a bit tight for the two brothers to go to school. With his father's condition, it was not convenient for him to do farm work, so he often sighed at home. Mother Xie had to take care of three people at home alone, and she was too tired to talk every day.

Xie Jiayuan wanted to apply for this department in the beginning because he wanted to install a prosthesis for his father. Even if it was not very flexible, at least he could move it. At least, it could make his parents smile more.

As for why he didn't study medicine directly, well, it's a bit embarrassing. Xie Jiayuan can't stand seeing scenes of heavy bleeding. Minor injuries don't matter, but if they are bigger, he will feel dizzy.

There were also two classes in the afternoon, and school ended very early. As soon as the teacher left, the students who had things to do left in a hurry, while those who had nothing to do packed up their things slowly.

Qiao Bailu was fine, and Zhou Mengyao had to go back to the dormitory to find a new one. Yao Lingling was going to study the news release and go to the library, so she waited for Qiao Bailu: "Can you hurry up? By the time you finish cleaning up, all the ants will be dead."

"Lingling, are you going to be a reporter in the future?" Qiao Bailu asked slowly. Yao Lingling looked at her doubtfully: "Didn't you know this a long time ago? Why, are you getting amnesia because of your age?"

"No, we are good friends. I can say that in the whole college, you and Mengyao are my only friends. So, good friends should help each other. Don't you think you are going the wrong way with the way you are talking now?"

Qiao Bailu turned her head and looked at her seriously: "At the beginning, did you think that you should speak more sharply? To hit the target directly?"

Seeing that she was very serious, Yao Lingling also became serious: "Yes, isn't that what a reporter should be like? Speak briefly and very sharply."

"But being sharp and venomous are not the same thing. Although you are talking now..." Qiao Bailu touched her chin and thought carefully: "It's like an arrow, but your arrow didn't pierce people's hearts, but pierced their flesh."

Yao Lingling pursed her lips: "Is there any difference?"

"Of course there are. If it pierces the heart, it can hurt like hell and make people remember it. If it pierces the flesh, the pain is only for a moment and then forgotten. The most important thing is that if it pierces the heart, they will pay attention to the arrow, but if it pierces the flesh, people will pay more attention to the person who shot the arrow. Do you understand?"

Qiao Bailu reached out and poked Yao Lingling: “The former makes people pay attention to what you say, while the latter will only make people think you are hateful and detestable.”

Yao Lingling is also a smart person. She took Qiao Bailu's analogy to heart and thought about it carefully twice before she realized something: "So, when I speak now, I tend to curse more?"

Qiao Bailu snapped her fingers: "Smart! The way you speak now is no longer sharp, but gradually getting closer to Mengyao. She is heartless and only cares about herself when she speaks, regardless of whether others are happy or not. If you continue like this, you will become the kind of person who curses without distinguishing right from wrong, which is even more annoying than her."

"I understand." Yao Lingling pursed her lips and reached out to pinch Qiao Bailu: "Thank you, if you hadn't pointed this out, I'm afraid I would have gone further and further astray in the future."

"Hey, no need to thank me. I've already told you that we are good friends. I'm already very happy that you listened to me. I was afraid that you would be angry before." Finally, after packing up, Qiao Bailu carried her schoolbag in one hand and her notebook in the other.

Yao Lingling couldn't help but smile: "Am I such a petty person in your heart? I get upset when my friends say a few words? You didn't scold me, nor did you teach me a lesson, you just gave me some advice. I can't thank you enough."

Qiao Bailu suddenly remembered a sentence in her mind - thank you for your eight generations of ancestors! She laughed out loud: "No, friends, there is no need to thank each other. If I do something wrong in the future, you can remind me quickly. Aren't good friends supposed to encourage each other to improve?"

Yao Lingling nodded, carrying her schoolbag and swaying. "By the way, isn't the welcome party going to start in a month? The class monitor wants each class to put on a show, and asked who in our class wants to participate. Do you have any ideas?"

"What can I think? I can't play any instrument, I sing out of tune, I dance like a zombie, so I won't join in the fun." After a pause, he was a little puzzled: "Aren't these things the responsibility of the student union?"

"The student union is responsible, but they can't do everything. There are so many programs. Even if everyone does one, there won't be enough people in the student union." Yao Lingling said with a smile, looking around: "I heard that Huang Qiwen is going to have a program."

"Huang Qiwen? What kind of show is she doing?" Qiao Bailu was puzzled. Yao Lingling coughed lightly and said, "It is said that she wrote a stage play."

"Who cares? Just write whatever you want." Qiao Bailu smiled and shook her head. Yao Lingling was anxious and tapped her on the head. "You are so stupid. There are only two classes in our Chinese Department. You, Huang Qiwen, and Lin Qingyun from Class 2 all have similar grades. But now, in the whole grade, you are the only one who has won a prize in the script competition. You have made a little progress. Now you are in your third year, and the professors will have to select graduate students!"

"So?" Qiao Bailu blinked. Yao Lingling was speechless. "Every year at the welcome party, the outstanding programs will be put on the forum. Our class's program will naturally be put on the forum of the School of Arts. By then, many people will watch it. Huang Qiwen is the screenwriter!"

"Hey, you're worrying about nothing. It's just a stage play..." Qiao Bailu waved her hands carelessly. Yao Lingling patted her hard: "Don't underestimate the stage play! Professor Li has a student who is doing stage plays!"

Qiao Bailu widened her eyes: "How do you know?"

"Everyone in the School of Arts knows this, okay?" Yao Lingling almost didn't want to talk anymore: "Which of Professor Li's disciples hasn't made it big? In other words, if you want to be famous, you're already halfway to success if you become Professor Li's disciple!"

"But Huang Qiwen has already decided to write it, it would be bad for me to interfere, right?" After thinking about it, Qiao Bailu shook her head. Yao Lingling's mouth twitched: "You are so kind, it's not like you have already chosen Huang Qiwen's script, it's not like you haven't decided yet, right? The class monitor didn't say what program our class will choose. If yours is better than Huang Qiwen's, will the class monitor be stupid enough to insist on using Huang Qiwen's?"

"Besides, there are still the student unions to check, can't you be more ambitious?" Yao Lingling said angrily: "You are so foolish to consider others, why don't you think about whether they are willing to give up the opportunity out of your kindness?"

"Maybe, when they know you're going to participate, they'll be even happier. That way, they can legitimately defeat you!" Yao Lingling pouted, and Qiao Bailu touched her nose awkwardly: "Where did you get this information?"

"Definitely faster than you." Yao Lingling sneered, "This is the difference between living on campus and not living on campus. Mortal, hurry up and pay homage to this immortal. I will provide you with more gossip later."

Qiao Bailu couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Which novel is this from?"

"I'm currently reading a novel by Two Eggs, the one about the immortals." Yao Lingling couldn't help laughing, "I've thought about it and decided not to move out of the dormitory. Otherwise, I might miss out on a lot of things. Anyway, I can't find a roommate to live with, so I'd better live in school."

"Didn't Mengyao say she wanted to live with you?" Qiao Bailu raised her eyebrows, and Yao Lingling shook her head: "As for her, I guess she can only sweep the floor. If we live together, who will cook and who will wash the dishes? It may be okay in the short term, but over time, when there are too many trivial matters, I guess we will get into a fight. You also said that we speak in a similar way. Now, we can only coexist peacefully with you as the mediator. It won't work without you."

In fact, the two of them were good friends with Qiao Bailu separately, not the three of them. Maybe they always acted together, so now Bailu had forgotten this too?

"Okay, whatever you want. I'll think about the stage play. Since the monitor hasn't announced it yet, it probably hasn't been confirmed yet whether it's a stage play. After all, it can't be a small event if you want to select actors." Seeing the library, Qiao Bailu said with a smile, "Actually, to be honest, I'm not good at writing stage plays. There's a big difference between stage plays and TV dramas."

Yao Lingling waved her hand: "It's up to you. I have reminded you anyway."

Chapter 49

At half past five, Xie Jiayuan sent a text message, saying that he was very hungry and asked Qiao Bailu to buy some rice or something. Usually, the two of them had porridge and buns or something else for dinner. The noodles would probably be soaked by the time they were brought over, so rice was the best choice.

After walking around the cafeteria, she ordered two servings of rice and bought some buns. Xie Jiayuan had told her how many people were in the laboratory today, so two buns per person didn't cost too much.

Without a bicycle, Qiao Bailu could only wander around to find the way there, secretly thinking, maybe she could buy a bicycle some other day? Otherwise, when Xie Jiayuan was not around, she would be helpless. Although her level was not very good on the street, she could still get around smoothly in school.

So where should I put it after I buy it? I always go home with Xie Jiayuan at night, so I don't need a second bike. Otherwise, I can ask Lingling where the bicycles in the class are placed. Do they just leave them there at night? The school's security seems to be pretty good.

He was thinking while walking, and didn't pay attention to the road, and bumped into a tree with a bang. Qiao Bailu rubbed her forehead with a grin, and heard someone next to her burst out laughing. When she turned around, she saw a boy standing aside with a basketball in his arms.

"Well, I didn't mean to laugh at you." Meeting Qiao Bailu's eyes, the boy quickly put away his smile and waved his hands a little embarrassedly: "Are you okay? Do you want to go to the infirmary for a check-up?"

"It's okay, no need to check." Qiao Bailu pulled the corner of her mouth. She felt that there was no broken skin, so it should be no big deal. She didn't hit it hard on purpose, and she reacted as soon as she hit it.

"That's good. I'm leaving first. Bye." The boy waved his hand and left with a smile. Qiao Bailu pouted and looked down at the bag in her hand. Fortunately, the lunch box was not knocked askew, otherwise it would be terrible if the soup spilled out.

I walked a few steps and touched my chin. The boy looked familiar. I tried hard to remember him but couldn't. Then I just put it out of my mind. It didn't matter anyway.

It was Qiao Bailu's first time to go to the laboratory. The address Xie Jiayuan sent was very considerate. It told her which intersection to turn at, what buildings should be around, and what she could see. So, she arrived downstairs at the laboratory very smoothly at six o'clock.

Xie Jiayuan was already waiting downstairs, and hurried over to greet him: "I estimated the time, you should be here soon, and the laboratory is not so busy, so I came to pick you up. What did you buy for dinner?"

"Rice with toppings, your favorite potato and meat slices, and my own tomato and egg." He gestured to the bag in his hand: "Are all the people in your lab still here? I also bought some steamed buns, two per person, is that enough?"

Xie Jiayuan couldn't help laughing: "Today you asked me who are the people in the lab, is that to prepare for this?"

Qiao Bailu nodded with a smile: "Make good friends with the people in your laboratory. If you do something to let me down, I won't ask them to stand on my side, but at least someone should inform me or something."

Xie Jiayuan reached out and rubbed her hair: "You are the only one who is so thoughtful. Come in quickly. I have to change the temperature again later."

Qiao Bailu followed him in with a smile. There were still several people busy in the laboratory. Xie Jiayuan carried the bag and sent the buns over. A senior student nodded at her with a smile: "Xie Jiayuan has been nagging all afternoon, saying that he has a beautiful girlfriend and dinner will be sent to him. I thought this guy was lying, but I didn't expect it to be true."

Then he sighed, "Hey, a nerd like him can find such a beautiful and virtuous girlfriend, why am I such a handsome guy, but still single? I heard that there are many beautiful girls in your college of arts, can you introduce one to me, sister-in-law?"

Sister-in-law, what a name... Qiao Bailu's mouth twitched: "Well, I don't usually interact with my classmates much, but when our class has an activity, I can notify the seniors, and the seniors will go over and take a look. If there is a suitable one, they will take the initiative."

The senior's eyes immediately lit up: "Are you serious? We are not kidding, I really want to find a girlfriend."

Qiao Bailu nodded: "Of course I'm not joking, Jiayuan is still here. If I tease the senior, he will find trouble with Jiayuan later."

Another senior also came over: "I want one too, I want one too. Well, it's not easy for us science guys. We're either in the library or the lab all day. We don't even have time to wash our feet in the dormitory. I haven't had my hair cut for three months, let alone find a girlfriend. Sister-in-law, can you introduce one to me?"

Qiao Bailu looked at his hair. Not to mention that it hadn't been cut for three months, it was probably not washed for three months either?

Xie Jiayuan cleared some of the unused lab table, opened the lunch box, spread the chopsticks, and called Qiao Bailu over to eat. The smell of the lab was not very pleasant, especially since there were mice in the lab. If Qiao Bailu hadn't been hungry, she wouldn't have been able to eat anything. There was originally half left, but Xie Jiayuan personally fed her a few bites, so she was full.

This experimental table has been temporarily in the hands of Qiao Bailu since the meal. After the meal, Xie Jiayuan went to do the experiment and measure the various signs of the mice, while Qiao Bailu opened her notebook and slowly began to type.

The lab also had an internet connection. Qiao Bailu logged onto E-E and contacted the editor at Huahong, asking her if she knew Zhou Yanhua. She quickly replied with a surprised emoticon: Zhou Yanhua? What? Did she contact you?

Qiao Bailu explained what happened today: "My books have always been published by your publishing house. Suddenly Zhou Yanhua appeared. I don't know if this person is real. You are in the same circle, so I'll ask you."

"Oh, there is indeed a Zhou Yanhua in Jiuhua. She is a woman in her thirties, wearing glasses. She looks very smart and speaks softly, but she doesn't like to talk nonsense. She is about 1.7 meters tall, thin and tall."

Zhu Wenqing described Zhou Yanhua in detail, and asked about her purpose in a rather subtle way. However, he did not immediately try to win over Qiao Bailu, nor did he say anything bad about Jiuhua Publishing House. He made a very fair analysis: "I guess they are looking for you to write an article. Jiuhua used to publish magazines, but the magazines have not been selling well in the past two years. Last year, they transformed and prepared to publish books. If you agree, the royalties will not be low."

Qiao Bailu said she understood, thanked him, and turned off Goose. The Internet is much more popular now than before, and online novels are developing very rapidly. The magazine market has indeed shrunk a bit, but it is definitely not to the point where it can't survive.

I was a little confused, and seeing that Xie Jiayuan was free, I quickly called him over: "Lingling reminded me of something today. She said that Huang Qiwen was going to write a script for a stage play. This welcome party is quite important."

After all, everyone in the school will watch it. It is considered a large-scale school-level event. If it is done well, becoming famous will be a matter of minutes.

"If it's a welcome party, then there's no need for that. I think you might as well prepare a school anniversary party." In fact, every school has two parties every year, one for welcoming freshmen and one for New Year's Day.

Then every ten years, there will be a large-scale school anniversary party.

"School anniversary? When do we have to wait?" Qiao Bailu blinked, somewhat puzzled. Xie Jiayuan reached out and pinched her nose: "This is the centenary celebration of the school. Not only will there be students participating, but there will also be successful people who have already graduated. If you really want to become famous, this is a great opportunity. Of course, there are many people who have the same idea as you. Whether you can achieve your goal depends on your own level."

Qiao Bailu looked up stupidly: "A hundred years? The school has been established for a hundred years?"

Xie Jiayuan shook his head: "This year is the 99th anniversary, and next year is the centenary celebration. So, do you think you can do it in one year?"

The provocation method was very effective. Qiao Bailu instantly ignited her fighting spirit: "Of course I can do it. Who am I? I want to be a world-famous playwright in the future! How can I not do it? Just wait. By the way, when is the specific time of the school anniversary?"

"Next year's April, it's already September, there are still seven months, not even a year." Xie Jiayuan said with a smile, Qiao Bailu clenched her fist: "The time is still good, I will think about the central idea of the script first, and then determine the scene. By the way, did our school have a school anniversary before?"

After asking, he hesitated again: "Were there school anniversary parties in the past? How did those programs come about? Did the teachers at the school help to organize them, or did the students do it themselves?"

"I don't know. I only know that next year will be the centenary of the school, and there will definitely be a school anniversary." Xie Jiayuan spread his hands. He really didn't know much, and he just remembered it by chance.

Besides, he seldom watched any evening parties, and had never studied who the staff behind the parties were, so naturally he couldn't give an answer.

Fortunately, there was a computer. Qiao Bailu quickly finished coding today's tasks. She didn't even bother to check the results in the background. She went straight to search for information about the Q University anniversary. There really was a party, nine years ago, nineteen years ago, and twenty-nine years ago.

Qiao Bailu calmed down, looked through the program of the evening party, and then began to search for the staff. Unfortunately, because the Internet was not well developed 19 years ago, many things could not be found, so she could only find the ones from 9 years ago.

Next year is the 100th anniversary of the school, which is definitely different from nine years ago. This thing can only be used as a reference, but not as a real reference.

However, regardless of whether there will be a stage play at next year's party, if Qiao Bailu wants to go this route, she has to prepare quickly. If not, the script she prepared can also be used in next year's New Year's Eve party.

According to the information we found, the programs for the New Year’s Eve Party were all prepared by the students themselves.

A script must have its own meaning. I still want to use it in school celebrations, so it should be related to the school, education, or future development.

Q University also has focused departments, such as electronics, physics, biomedical engineering, etc. It is best to take a subject as a part of it. Because Xie Jiayuan and Qiao Bailu are more partial to biomedical engineering.

Or, how about writing about how science changes the future? No, that seems a bit too cliché. Recently, many novels or TV movies are about the future, such as robots.

She was just following the crowd. She had learned a lesson from the previous script competition - if she wanted to stand out, she couldn't just follow the crowd, she had to have her own ideas.

Fingers tap on the keyboard, input keywords, search for some information. What else can there be in the future besides robots? Artificial humans? Smart people? Hmm, it will take several more years for future generations to come up with the word "intelligent", right?

"Are you back to your senses?" When she finally felt her neck a little tired and wanted to stand up and walk around, she saw Xie Jiayuan sitting next to her. There was no one in the laboratory anymore, only the two of them.

"They're all gone?" Qiao Bailu was a little surprised. Xie Jiayuan nodded: "Well, don't worry about the rest. Just come over early tomorrow morning to record the data. Shall we go back too?"

"Okay, are you hungry? What time is it now?" Qiao Bailu held onto Xie Jiayuan's shoulders and rubbed her stomach: "Why do I suddenly feel a little hungry? Otherwise, let's go eat something else?"

Xie Jiayuan couldn't help laughing and turned on his phone to check the time: "It's still early, only half past eight, what do you want to eat?"

"Well, let's eat something easy to digest, you say?" Qiao Bailu turned around and turned off the computer, stuffed the mouse and other things into it, picked it up and sighed: "Nowadays, laptops are so heavy. I have to carry five or six kilograms of things every day. When will there be an ultra-thin notebook?"

"Ultra-thin ones?" Xie Jiayuan said as he checked the lab equipment and turned off the ones that needed to be turned off: "I think I've heard of them. If you want one like this, why don't we go to the computer city some other day to have a look?"

"Okay, I don't require too many functions anyway. Just being able to surf the Internet, open web pages, and type is fine." Qiao Bailu nodded happily, carrying the computer bag and walking out with Xie Jiayuan.

The snack street on the west gate side was still very lively at this moment. Students were walking around in groups of three or five, and there were also many people who had just got off work. Qiao Bailu looked at this and that, and she wanted to eat them all.

"How about fried jelly?" After walking half the street, he finally made a decision: "Buy another bowl of almond tea and a few buns for breakfast tomorrow?"

Xie Jiayuan had no objection at all. He found a store with fewer people, went in and ordered two bowls of fried jelly. The almond tea was on the other side. He asked Qiao Bailu to wait here while Xie Jiayuan ran out to buy it.

The hot jelly is especially delicious, and paired with almond tea, it makes me full.

On the way home, Qiao Bailu was in a particularly good mood. She put one hand around Xie Jiayuan's waist and hummed excitedly. Xie Jiayuan was helpless: "If you keep singing, I'll hit the telephone pole."

"It's terrible?" Qiao Bailu glared at him, but Xie Jiayuan was concentrating on the road and didn't notice her gaze at all: "It's not terrible, it's extremely terrible. You and Zhenting are really like siblings. He sings tone-deaf, but you only tremble in your throat and vibrato too much."

Qiao Bailu made a face and finally stopped singing, but she didn't stop. She started to mutter, "Speaking of which, I accidentally bumped into a tree today. Someone saw me and laughed at me. I thought he looked familiar, but I still can't remember who he was. The two seniors in your lab are pretty good-looking. Where is the senior who doesn't get a haircut from? I can't understand his dialect. I can't understand it when he speaks fast, and I can't understand it when he speaks slowly..."

Xie Jiayuan completely ignored her and focused on the road.

Twenty minutes later, Qiao Bailu got home and skipped to get her clothes and go take a shower. Xie Jiayuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. He first put the buns and milk in the refrigerator, then took out his notebook. The laboratory had a special management website. He logged in and looked through the previous experimental records. There were quite a few similar experiments. He would have a better idea after reading them, so that he would not make too many mistakes when operating.

"I'm done, it's your turn." Half an hour later, Qiao Bailu said with a smile. Turning around, he saw a girl in a white bathrobe waving at him, "Help me get my slippers. I just came in wearing sandals."

Xie Jiayuan rubbed his nose to make sure he wasn't bleeding, then he stood up to get her slippers. By the way, he scanned her up and down. She was nineteen years old, no, she was already twenty years old. She had a great figure, and all the growth had been done. Her skin was also good, and it looked white and tender. He tried to hold back, but Xie Jiayuan still couldn't help it, and pinched her hair twice: "Hurry up and dry it, and blow your hair later, otherwise you'll catch a cold."

Bella Qiao jumped up and hung around his neck: “Got it, old lady!”

She pouts and bites Xie Jiayuan's lips, then jumps down and trots back to the room. It's summer and clothes are thin. She was wearing a bathrobe, which was hanging on Xie Jiayuan's body just now, so she could naturally feel the changes in Xie Jiayuan's body.

Xie Jiayuan, who stayed where he was, looked at the closed door helplessly, then reached out and touched his nose again. Very good, his self-control had improved again.

Two days later, the class monitor announced the welcome party - our class had to choose a program. There were five people who had signed up, one was for piano, but that was not acceptable because the music department had already decided on that program and we couldn't compete with them. One was for singing, one was for duet, one was for solo, and one was for a stage play. I asked around and found out that eight out of ten classes had decided on singing and dancing. We couldn't follow behind others, so I was more optimistic about the stage play.

Zhou Mengyao also knew that Huang Qiwen had written the script, so she asked loudly, "To perform a stage play, you need a script. Class monitor, who wrote this script? There are so many talented girls in our class, do you want to hold a competition?"

The monitor choked. Could she just say that there was already a script? You didn't even notify others to write, so how do you know that others' scripts will definitely not be as good as Huang Qiwen's? Lowering her eyes, the monitor picked up the paper in front of her and shook it: "As for the script, I have one in my hand, but it hasn't been finalized yet. If anyone of you has a better script, you can bring it to me and let me see it. I and the other class committee members will select the best one. What do you think?"

Zhou Mengyao laughed twice but didn't say anything, but the students who shared the same dormitory with the monitor nodded in support.

Yao Lingling turned around and asked, "Are you really not going to write?"

"Yes, I'm planning something more important. A welcome party is too trivial." Qiao Bailu smiled and waved her hands on the table: "Besides, I'm planning to start a new article. I don't have time."

Zhou Mengyao came over immediately with sparkling eyes: "What's the subject? I like reading your novels, tell me about it later."

"That won't work. Everything will be kept secret before publication. After publication, I can give you a book." Qiao Bailu smiled and pinched Zhou Mengyao's cheek. "Speaking of which, Lingling and I have already decided on the path we will take in the future. What are your plans?"

Zhou Mengyao was a little confused: "Plan?"

"Yeah, we're already sophomores, and the novelty of being a college student has worn off. Shouldn't we start planning for the future?" Yao Lingling was also a little disappointed: "In the blink of an eye, we've gone from freshmen to seniors."

Zhou Mengyao lowered her body and asked mysteriously, "Is your family's instructor one of this year's instructors?"

"No, you can't be an instructor for consecutive years." Yao Lingling shook her head and reached out to pull her braids: "Let's talk business. What are your plans for the future?"

"What else can I plan? Take over my father's company." Zhou Mengyao sighed helplessly. Qiao Bailu blinked, a little puzzled: "Come to think of it, your father runs a company, and you are his only daughter, so shouldn't you study finance? So you entered the College of Arts?"

"My father's company is a cultural media company." Zhou Mengyao shrugged: "My father said that he can teach me about business in person, and it is guaranteed to be more useful than what is taught in school. What I want to learn is culture, to know what my company should do and its future development prospects."

"Cultural media company? What does that include?" Yao Lingling was also a little curious. Zhou Mengyao counted on her fingers: "It can plan and design advertisements, plan corporate image, organize cultural and artistic activities, design icons and trademarks, and engage in publishing."

"Publishing? What's the name of your publishing house?" Qiao Bailu was also a little curious: "How about I go to your publishing house? But you have to pay more for the manuscript, at least twice as much as now."

Zhou Mengyao coughed lightly and said, "Keep it a secret. I won't tell you."

Qiao Bailu held her down with her hand and signaled Yao Lingling. Yao Lingling understood and reached out to grab Zhou Mengyao's waist twice: "Hurry up and tell me, or I'll tickle you and won't let you go. Only if you tell the truth can you survive!"

Zhou Mengyao laughed out loud when she was tickled, but in the end she couldn't resist the two men's combined strength, so she had to honestly express her willingness to explain, and then looked at Qiao Bailu pitifully: "I told you not to be angry."

Qiao Bailu blinked. Don't be angry? Is it related to me?

"What's the name?" Qiao Bailu asked again. Zhou Mengyao stretched out her hand and scratched her cheek: "That, you should have heard of it. One of them is Jiuhua Publishing House."

"Ah." Qiao Bailu reached out and tapped Zhou Mengyao: "Do you also know about Zhou Yanhua coming to your house?"

Zhou Mengyao looked at Qiao Bailu's expression carefully and nodded cautiously: "Yeah." She didn't dare to say anything more.

Chapter 50

"You also know about Zhou Yanhua looking for me?" Qiao Bailu raised her eyebrows: "Did she look for me on her own, or was it your idea?"

"Of course that's not what I meant. I know my own business. Our publishing house wasn't originally specialized in romance novels, so when I first learned that you were writing a novel, I didn't do anything."

Zhou Mengyao raised her finger and swore, "Really? I didn't know about Zhou Yanhua's visit to you until I went back last night. But you don't have to consider my face. You can do what you have to do. If Jiuhua pays high royalties, you can transfer to Jiuhua. If it's not high, you can stay in Huahong. Anyway, the publishing house is not under my control now. These matters are decided by my father."

The most important thing is that Qiao Bailu is not yet at the level where she can decide the success or failure of a publishing house. To use a term from later generations, she, Qiao Bailu, has not yet become a great god.

It would be great if the publishing house could recruit her, but there would be no loss if they fail.

"Come to think of it, didn't I say before that I wanted to move out?" Seeing that Qiao Bailu was no longer bothered by this matter, Zhou Mengyao quickly said, "Now there is a solution. I don't have to rent a house anymore."

"Where are you going to live?" Yao Lingling asked curiously. Zhou Mengyao laughed strangely and said, "My father told me to move back home. He plans to teach me how to do business."

"But, shouldn't this be done after you graduate?" Qiao Bailu was puzzled: "As I recall, to do business, you need to meet clients frequently, right?"

"It's not my turn to meet clients yet." Zhou Mengyao waved her hand. "My father wants me to learn how to read financial statements first. Once I graduate, I will go to the company and start from the bottom. I will work in each department for two months and learn what that department does."

There is still a lot of time, Mr. Zhou is not too old and in good health, so he is naturally not in a hurry. As for children, you can't push them too hard, otherwise, she will have no interest in learning, and she may even hate this line of work, so you have to take it slow.

Even if you can't cultivate a child's interest, you must first cultivate her sense of responsibility. Let her know that the development of the company is tied to the lives of so many families.

"So when are you going home?" Yao Lingling asked. Zhou Mengyao packed up her books and said with a smile, "This Friday, someone will come to help me pack my things after school, and I can go home to stay in the evening."

"That's good. Now that you two have left, I'm the only one left." Yao Lingling sighed, and Zhou Mengyao generously put his arm around her shoulders: "If you miss us, can't you just make a phone call? No, we are in the same class, and we are together in class every day. If you want to get together on the weekend, then make an appointment to go somewhere, either to my house or Bai Lu's place. It's not like we won't see each other for the rest of our lives."

Qiao Bailu nodded with a smile: "Yes, it's very convenient to contact us now. If there is anything, we can call us with just one phone call. Even if you are bored, you can call us to chat."

Seeing that there was no one in the classroom, the three of them also packed up their things and went to the cafeteria together. Xie Jiayuan went to the laboratory again today, and Qiao Bailuo had to pack food to feed him.

Because she had been here once before, she knew almost everyone in the lab. After saying hello, she found a corner and hid there. In her previous life, she was a novelist, and her writing speed had reached 4,000 words per hour. After her rebirth, she practiced for more than a year, and her writing speed had risen to 4,500 words. It usually took her three hours to finish more than 10,000 words.

However, no one just sits there typing away. One has to stop in the middle to organize the language, adjust the outline, sort out the plot, or occasionally look up information or something, so generally speaking, it takes at least four hours.

She would code a little during the day and then finish the remaining half at night so that she wouldn't have to work too late.

From six to eight o'clock, the task was completed successfully. When he looked up, Xie Jiayuan was still standing in front of the laboratory table, wearing white gloves and a white coat, holding a little white mouse in his hand, measuring something.

Everyone in the world knows that serious men are the most handsome. Especially a handsome man like Xie Jiayuan who is well-mannered and has a strong bookish flavor. When he is serious, he is even more handsome.

Qiao Bailu held her cheek and looked at Xie Jiayuan with a little obsession. Such a high-quality man is hers! In this life, she will definitely hold him firmly in her hands! Well, I really want to kiss him.

After Xie Jiayuan finished his work, he put the little white mouse back. He saw Qiao Bailu's expression in a blink of an eye, and couldn't help but raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Why, you haven't seen it before?"

"Yeah, I've never seen such a handsome Xie Jiayuan!" Qiao Bailu jumped over, hugged his neck and kissed him. Just as she was about to speak, she heard a voice coming from the door: "Oh my god, it blinded my eyes, at least close the door."

Qiao Bailu stared blankly at a senior student who walked in. The senior student had a mischievous look on his face: "Even if there is almost no one in the lab, you can't be so blatant. Oh, by the way, there are surveillance cameras in the lab."

Qiao Bailu's face flushed: "Surveillance? Really? Where is it?"

The senior laughed, and Xie Jiayuan reached out and rubbed her head: "No, he lied to you. This laboratory is not a key laboratory, and there is no surveillance. Don't worry."

Qiao Bailu's expression finally returned to normal. She glared at the senior student and said, "I have decided not to invite you to participate in our class activities. Isn't it almost October? Our class will have a garden party on October 1st."

The senior student's expression changed immediately: "Hey, junior, don't bother with me. I was just joking. Don't be angry. Otherwise, I will treat you to a big meal?" He said while scratching his ears and cheeks, looking pitiful.

Qiao Bailu couldn't help laughing: "There is a pastry shop on the street of Xidamen. Their Black Forest cake is very famous..." The senior nodded with an expression of "I understand" and interrupted Qiao Bailu: "Don't worry, I will definitely buy it for you! But it's too late today, how about tomorrow?"

"Okay, senior, you said it, you can't forget it." Qiao Bailu nodded immediately, and the senior nodded again and again: "Of course, my words are the most counted, just wait, I will definitely buy it back for you tomorrow."

Qiao Bailu couldn't help laughing, and Xie Jiayuan was a little helpless: "Senior, don't make trouble with her, she is joking, she doesn't like eating that kind of sweet cake the most, so don't spend money."

Qiao Bailu made a face: "Yeah, I'm just kidding, senior, don't buy it. I just heard from others that I don't like eating cake."

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm serious. You must buy it! Even if it's to thank you for creating this opportunity for me, junior sister, you don't like cake, then what do you like to eat?" The senior was very persistent. Qiao Bailu declined the opportunity. She had no choice but to say that she liked almond tea. It wasn't expensive, only five yuan a bowl, but she felt a little embarrassed. As she had no classes tomorrow morning, Qiao Bailu planned to make some snacks herself and ask Xie Jiayuan to bring some to share with the senior tomorrow.

The purpose of renting a house is to make living convenient and comfortable. Qiao Bailu bought a lot of furniture, such as rice cookers and microwave ovens. She even remembered how to bake a cake in a microwave oven, but she still had to buy the raw materials.

It was still early, and after coming out of the laboratory, Xie Jiayuan rode his bicycle to take her to the supermarket. On the way, Qiao Bailu talked about Zhou Mengyao: "I didn't expect that their family actually has a publishing house."

"This actually has little to do with you. You are basically publishing with Huahong Publishing House now. The novels on the Internet are of the same type as your published ones, so it is not easy to take them to other publishing houses."

You can't compete with yourself. Even if the style and plot are completely different, it's not good to publish the online works. It's not good to hand them over to other publishing houses or Huahong.

"How much have you written about the outline of your new book?" Xie Jiayuan asked again. Qiao Bailu pursed her lips and smiled, "I have finished writing the outline, and I sent the first 30,000 words to the editor tonight. I think I will get a letter tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. I think the fee will go up this time."

Xie Jiayuan nodded: "That's good, do you have an outline for the script of the stage play?"

"For now, I only have an idea. We have to work slowly on the details." Qiao Bailu shook her head, pushed the shopping cart over, and strolled slowly along the path in the supermarket: "By the way, is the salt at home running out?"

"Well, there's still half a pack. You don't need to buy too much. I don't cook much at home after school starts." Xie Jiayuan put another pack of salt back from Qiao Bailu: "We still have soy sauce and vinegar. You don't need to buy these. What snacks are you going to make?"

"Bake a cake. Buy some corn oil, raisins, and low-gluten flour. We have them at home, so we don't need to buy them separately. Also, there are molds." Qiao Bailu said with a smile. She would rather buy more than find out that something is missing when she needs it. "Ah, and butter. It's very important. Don't forget it."

"Butter, it seems to be over there, let's go take a look." Xie Jiayuan pushed the cart and turned the corner, Qiao Bailu hurried to follow, passing by the snack area, there were already weighed and packaged dried fruits, she picked up a few packages and put them in the shopping cart: "I suddenly want to eat pizza, let's buy some things and go back to make it ourselves?"

I don’t know how long the ones in the supermarket have been kept, but they are already hard when I take them out. I feel more at ease when I make them myself.

"You can do it?" Xie Jiayuan raised his eyebrows, and Qiao Bailu curled her lips: "Can't I just search for the recipe online? Let me think about it, onions, bacon, prawns, is this made with high-gluten flour or low-gluten flour? And olive oil, uh, bell peppers?"

Unable to remember, Qiao Bailu found the counter where the pizza was placed and lay on it to observe carefully: "Tomato sauce, corn kernels, that's all. Anyway, it doesn't matter how much or how little you put on it, it's the same."

Xie Jiayuan raised his eyebrows: "This requires an oven, right? We don't seem to have an oven at home."

Qiao Bailu paused immediately: "Ah? Oven?"

Xie Jiayuan nodded seriously: "You're not going to buy another oven just to make a pizza, are you? I think this is completely unnecessary. If you really want to make it, let's buy an oven after we buy our own house."

Qiao Bailu could only look at the pizza on the counter with regret, then turned and left: "Okay, I think what you said makes sense, so let's not think about it, and continue to buy the things needed to make small cakes. In fact, rice cookers can also make cakes. I'll try them both later to see which one tastes better."

"Okay, since you don't have classes tomorrow morning, I'll come back to pick you up at noon?" Usually the two of them didn't come back at noon. Although it was convenient to go back and forth and it didn't take long, it would almost take up all the time to cook.

"Okay, then I'll make lunch for tomorrow." Qiao Bailu nodded and turned her head to ask Xie Jiayuan: "What do you want to eat tomorrow?"

"Braised pork." Xie Jiayuan said immediately without hesitation. Qiao Bailu couldn't help laughing. She turned to the fresh food counter and bought a few pounds of pork belly, asking the counter staff to cut it into pieces. She remembered that she had no cooking wine at home, so she turned back and bought a bottle of cooking wine.

After shopping for an hour, they bought everything they needed and carried their bags home.

When Qiao Bailu got up the next morning, Xie Jiayuan had already gone out. Qiao Bailu came downstairs to buy soy milk and buns. After eating a few bites, she buried her head in work.

The second novel on the Internet has also been completed. Speaking of which, it has been getting better and better on the Internet. The first one was almost a hit, and the second one directly pushed her revenue to one thousand, which is unique on the website.

She was posted on the wall just last month, but this time, Qiao Bailu didn't ask anyone for help, she just left it alone, and contacted the administrator to delete it if there were any negative comments. It was also because she was upright and didn't cheat at all, so the administrator was willing to help.

If she really did it, even if there were only a few dozen collections, the administrator would not care about the negative points.

I checked the revenue from the backend, and the first book is still making money, and from the beginning till now, it has made 30,000. The second book is even more popular than the first one, and it just finished yesterday, so the revenue has exploded, and this article has almost twice as many words as the first one, so so far, the revenue has reached 50,000.

The two books cost 80,000 yuan, and after deducting the tax, Qiao Bailu could get more than 70,000 yuan, which was not a small amount.

He stroked his chin and smiled foolishly for a long time, then counted the money he had on hand. The books he had published before had been reprinted several times, and the royalties had increased every time, adding up to 140,000 yuan, a total of more than 200,000 yuan.

My younger brother's living expenses and tuition fees have not been taken care of by me since August. My parents gave me a card. I have my own living expenses, tuition fees, rent, utilities, etc., and I have daily expenses. Now, I have 200,000 yuan in spare money.

Qiao Bailu wanted to buy a bigger house, at least a three-bedroom house like the one she has now. She also wanted a study and a small laboratory for Xie Jiayuan. It would have to be a house with at least four bedrooms and two living rooms, and about 140 to 150 square meters.

Now the price of houses outside the Third Ring Road is 6,000 yuan per square meter, and the down payment is one-third, which means 300,000 yuan, and there is still a shortfall of 100,000 yuan. The housing prices in City B are rising every year, and the more time passes, the more expensive it will be, so she still has to work hard.

I counted on my fingers, how much money can I get if this one is approved? There are still three months until the end of the year. I have started a new article. Conservatively speaking, I can make 7,000 a month. In other words, can I make enough by the end of the year?

Otherwise, why not borrow some from your parents?

Hey, wait, buying a house is a big deal, should I discuss it with Xie Jiayuan later? But Xie Jiayuan definitely can't come up with that much money, what if he doesn't want to? If I pay for it all myself, will Xie Jiayuan feel hurt in his self-esteem?

Although Xie Jiayuan is not too chauvinistic, he is still a little persistent in supporting his family. For example, when I rented a house, he immediately paid the bill. In the past, when I went shopping with him, he would rush to pay unless I specifically stated it. Buying a house is a big deal, and it is impossible for him not to intervene.

But Xie Jiayuan can only get a little scholarship every year now, which is enough for living expenses and rent, but not enough to buy a house. He said before that he would buy a car in his junior year, but he is already a sophomore... He always keeps his words. If he buys a car, the house will definitely be gone.

Qiao Bailu was so depressed that she lay on her side on the bed and rolled over twice. Otherwise, why not buy it first? Isn't it just a price increase? At worst, I can buy it after graduation. It's only two years, how much can it increase?

I hold my chest and feel heartbroken. Even if it increases by one thousand a year, it will be three hundred thousand in two years.

Hey, that's not right, why is there a strange smell? Qiao Bailu shrugged her nose, then sat up suddenly, rushed to the kitchen, quickly turned off the fire, lifted the lid of the pot and turned it over twice. Fortunately, it was not very burnt.

After the heat dissipated, I took a bite with chopsticks. It was a little mushy, but still edible. I quickly found a plate to serve it, and put it in a porcelain bowl to prevent it from cooling too quickly. Seeing that the time was almost up, I stirred the marinated meat and prepared the last dish of braised pork.

At half past twelve, Qiao Bailu heard some movement at the door and jumped over to open it: "Are you back? Come in, the meal is ready and we can eat right away. Go wash your hands first."

Xie Jiayuan responded, put down his schoolbag, and went to the bathroom to wash his hands. When he came out, there were two bowls of rice and a large bowl of braised pork on the coffee table, as well as two dishes, but they had been there for a long time and were no longer hot.

"The meat is cooked well." He picked a piece of meat, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and gave a thumbs up: "It's okay, the quantity is sufficient, but the salt is a little little. I can try harder next time."

Qiao Bailu nodded with a smile, picked up the bowl to eat, and turned on the TV. Talent shows are very popular recently, but they have not reached the level of later generations. Qiao Bailu took a look and changed the channel.

After changing it, I suddenly realized that the popular TV shows in the past two years seem to be all about the Qing Dynasty. What about Princess Mingxiu, Emperor Yongzheng, Prime Minister, Travels of Kangxi, and Legend of the Miraculous Doctor? Even if they were not broadcast in the same year, on average, since 2001, there have been two series a year, including reruns and sequels. No wonder those companies are so disdainful of scripts about Qing Dynasty.

I have reflected on this before. Qiao Bailu sighed and stopped thinking about it. Now her novel about house fighting is almost finished and it will be time for the competition soon. This time, she will take it out to participate in the competition first and then submit it.

There was no need to bother running around for any company. She might as well think about the script for the stage play. How should I put it? Fame is accumulated. When she has fame, it will not be her who begs those companies, but those companies who beg her. So, she can't be impatient.

After dinner, Xie Jiayuan consciously went to wash the pot. Qiao Bailu thought about it, but couldn't hold it back, so she discussed buying a house with him: "Look, should we buy it?"

"Why not buy it? Buy it!" To Qiao Bailu's surprise, Xie Jiayuan immediately made the decision: "Don't you have enough money on hand now? Buy it, and write your name on the property certificate and other things. When I make money later, I will buy a bigger house. By then, you can sell the house you bought now. The house price is getting higher and higher, and you can make a lot of money by selling the house. Just consider it as your investment."

The corners of Qiao Bailu's mouth twitched. It turned out that this guy was planning this.

"We haven't gotten married yet, so the house you buy will belong to you alone." Xie Jiayuan knew Qiao Bailu, and understood her concerns after a little thought: "You are not a finance major, so it's useless to just keep the money in your hand. Why not invest it? I estimate that house prices will rise in the next ten years. With your IQ, this is the safest investment, and I don't have to worry about you losing money."

Qiao Bailu was speechless: "Am I that stupid?"

"You're not stupid, but you don't know how to manage money." Xie Jiayuan spread his hands: "Or do you want to use this money to invest in stocks or something?"

"Of course not, I don't understand that stuff." Qiao Bailu quickly shook her head and touched her chin: "You are really smart. I didn't even think about investing. Just like you said, the money is just sitting there for nothing anyway, so why not buy a house first?"

By this calculation, in two years, not only will she not spend an extra 300,000 yuan, but she will also earn 300,000 yuan! What a bargain!

Smiling, she hugged Xie Jiayuan's neck and kissed him on the forehead: "Dear, I find that you are getting smarter and smarter. I really love you so much. When are we going to buy a house?"

"Let's wait until the winter vacation. I'm not free during this period." Xie Jiayuan spread his hands and said with a smile: "Call Zhenting and let's go together. Or, if you find it troublesome, we can directly find an agency."

Although the intermediary has to take a cut of the money, it also saves Qiao Bailu and the others from going the wrong way.

"I want to buy a newly developed property. It will take some time to wait for it to be launched, and it will take some time to finish the renovations and get some fresh air. It will take at least two years before I can move in." Qiao Bailu counted on her fingers: "I guess by then, we will all be graduating."

Xie Jiayuan nodded, held her in his arms, patted Qiao Bailu's back from time to time, and secretly thought in his heart that this experiment was about to end. Should he ask the senior for help and switch to another experiment? But this would make time even tighter. Now he had no free time except for eating. If it got tighter, he would probably have to shorten his sleep by a few more hours.

However, I have to work hard. My wife is so capable. If I don’t work harder, my family status will be in jeopardy.