The Ten Years of Rebirth

Chapter 12

I don't know if it's because I ate Xu Xing's boxed lunch once, but this time Yan Chijiu just hesitated a little, and accepted Xu Xing's excuse of "work lunch".

For a girl of her age, there are only three possibilities for eating less, either she is really sick, she is trying to lose weight, or she really can't afford it.

Yanchi Vinegar really wanted to lose weight, but in the past two years, he had made steamed buns and pickled mustard every day, and he had indeed lost a lot of weight, but what he wanted to lose the most was because of the weight loss, which made him look plump.

So much so that she usually only wears her school uniform to barely cover her figure.

Xu Xing was eating at the side, watching her lift the lid of the chicken rice and eat, there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Although this kind of sympathy seems a bit superfluous on the reborn, he doesn't think it's a waste of time and affection.

Anyway, it's a win-win situation. Let his little model eat a little more, and he can take better pictures in the afternoon.

As for how much the photos taken can promote the sales of the online store, it can only be seen by God.

When the online store is initially on the right track, and the payment is settled for the first time, and Sun Wanhui knows that this thing can really make a lot of money, Xu Xing will no longer scatter extra energy on it.

The follow-up advancement is left to my mother to think about it.

He only needs to give some side-by-side hints at critical moments.

Xu Xing now only hopes that the first month of the online store will not make too much money, so that his mother will feel that the amount is too large, and worry that he, a child, will not be able to control the money and will deduct it for him.

That was the first pot of gold he planned to use as start-up capital.

Oh no, it should be the second pot of gold.

Thinking of this, Xu Xing glanced at Yan Chijiu's exquisite profile, and smiled knowingly.

"Have you asked your relatives?"

Swallowing a mouthful of rice, Yan Chi vinegar secretly glanced at Xu Xing, and asked in a low voice.

"I asked, I'm here to look for you." Xu Xing winked at her, leaned over and whispered, "I can shoot in the afternoon. I helped you get two sets of clothes. One set costs 250 yuan, and I will draw 50 yuan. The remaining 200 yuan is yours."

Upon hearing the exact figure of 200 yuan, Yan Chijiu's big eyes immediately lit up, "So it's 400 yuan in total?"

"Yes." Xu Xing nodded, "There is another model in the afternoon, you two will shoot together."

"There are, there are others?" Yan Chijiu was a little panicked, pinching the chopsticks tightly with his fingers and said nervously, "Then can...can we shoot again on another day?"

"Don't be afraid, what are you afraid of when I'm here?" Xu Xing showed a trustworthy expression, "For the 400 yuan business, I guess it will only take an hour or two. If the effect is good, maybe I will find you in the future. You did it."

Hearing that there might be a chance after hearing it, thinking of the little money he has saved so far, there is still a long way to go before he can fully pay for tuition, Yan Chijiu finally managed to overcome his psychological defects and nodded in agreement.

But taking advantage of the time to go to the bathroom after eating, Yan Chijiu walked to the front desk, said a few words to the little network management girl there, and even took out her PHS to make gestures.

After returning to his seat, Yan Chijiu was not in a hurry to leave with Xu Xing, but instead opened up the interfaces of several online games and browser games.

Xu Xing looked puzzled, and then he watched Yan Chijiu open a few plug-in software, and the characters in these games would automatically start fighting monsters and picking up equipment.

Good guy, really don't waste any time.

"Can this also make money?"

"Yes." Yan Chijiu nodded, "However, these cheats are free and easy to be found out. I have modified the bug, but it should not be a big problem for a couple of hours."

Xu Xing: "???"

"Wait!" Xu Xing suddenly realized a very serious problem, "Do you know how to program?"

Seeing his serious face, Yan Chi nodded subconsciously: "Yes."

"You still teach this in high school?"

Yan Chijiu lowered his head and remained silent for a moment, as if recalling something sad: "...I taught myself when I was young."

Fuck, self-taught programming is okay?

Xu Xing finally understood why Yan Chijiu was the most proud student under his mentor in his previous life.

Although for talented people, self-taught programming may not be a shocking operation.

But for a person like Xu Xing who has no talent, a genius like Yan Chijiu obviously stands on a higher platform.

Originally, Xu Xing thought that Yan Chijiu should only have been exposed to computer programming since he was in college. It is normal for him to be skilled when he was a graduate student. Although there are few female programmers, they are not absent.

Later Yan Chi vinegar took a high position in that foreign company, and was the person in charge of a very important development project in the company, much better than Xu Xing.

Thinking of this, the way Xu Xing looked at Yan Chijiu became a little different.

Originally, he thought that the most valuable thing for him about the current Yan Chi vinegar was to let her be a small model for his online store.

He used Yanchijiu's perfect appearance to achieve success in the online store, and Yanchijiu took this opportunity to get some small money so that her life would not be too difficult.

The two are mutually beneficial and win-win, and they can also build a good relationship.

After Yan Chi vinegar showed his talent in computers in the future, Xu Xing didn't mind finding a leak in advance and pulling Yan Chi vinegar into his team.

But what he didn't expect was that after the college entrance examination, Yan Chijiu already had good programming skills.

People who can make game cheats, no matter how poor their skills are, they are not far behind.

Yanchi vinegar can fix bugs from it, at least the basic programming level is there.

Xu Xing's next plan already has a need for programmers. Originally, he planned to do it by himself. If he couldn't do it, he would look for reliable outsourcing on the Internet.

After all, he doesn't have any contacts now, and he doesn't want to let his parents know that he is not doing a proper job too early, so he can only do so rough.

But if he could have a little helper, his plan would be much easier.

Thinking of this, Xu Xing just wanted to speak, hesitated for a moment and then swallowed, feeling that the timing was wrong.

Although the two seem to have a good relationship, they have actually only known each other for two or three days.

Yan Chijiu agreed to be a model because of the money, not to mention his plan that seemed illusory to others.

How to persuade Yan Chijiu to give up playing games to make money and join his team instead is a problem.

But Xu Xing was not in a hurry, he just asked Yan Chijiu if it was settled, and after confirming, he took her out of the Internet cafe and went straight to Jinghe Community.

……

"Xu Niannian! Open the door!"

When he arrived at the door of his uncle's house, Xu Xing knocked on the door and shouted inside.

"I'm coming!"

Xu Niannian opened the door, looked behind Xu Xing curiously, and saw Yan Chijiu hiding behind Xu Xing timidly at a glance.

It's just that Yan Chijiu has short hair and hangs his head down, and is wearing a bloated school uniform. Except for that fair and delicate face, everything else looks really ordinary.

Xu Niannian couldn't connect Yanchi vinegar with the model at all for a while.

"Why are you standing there, get out of the way." Xu Xing squeezed Xu Niannian away mercilessly, called Yan Chijiu into the room, and asked while changing his shoes, "Did you bring all the clothes?"

"Here it is." Xu Niannian was squeezed away, snorted and squeezed back, his snow-white arm rubbed against Xu Xing's arm that was exposed outside his short sleeves, pushing him away forcefully, and then greeted Yan Chijiu with a smile , "Hello, classmate, welcome."

"You, hello..." Yan Chijiu was obviously not good at dealing with Xu Niannian's type, and he stumbled when speaking.

When she was in the Internet cafe, she could still pretend to be cold and silent, and just leave people there.

But when it came time to socialize and talk, Yan Chijiu's timid and cautious temperament could not be concealed completely.

"Don't scare people." Xu Xing frowned, grabbed Xu Niannian's arm and pulled her away, "Take her to change the clothes when you get them, you wear the two sets of sports pants and harem pants , little suspenders and blouse for her."

"Got it." Xu Niannian rolled his eyes at him, then whispered to Xu Xing's ear and asked, "Are you two talking about friends in secret?"

Xu Xing was taken aback by her bold guess, and then he was speechless: "You must be sick, like an eighth woman."

"Damn! I can't even care about you for a while?" Xu Niannian's slender legs kicked his exposed calf, expressing his dissatisfaction, the touch was smooth and tender.

"Come on." Xu Xing pouted, walked behind her, pressed her white and round shoulders and pushed her into the bedroom, "Hurry up and change clothes, don't bully others when you are inside."

"Tch." Xu Niannian threw him off and walked into the room with his long legs. After entering, he still poked his head out and waved to the silent Yan Chijiu, "Come in, sister." help you change your clothes."

Yan Chi looked at Xu Xing, saw him nodding towards him, then lowered his head and walked in, and was finally dragged into the bedroom by Xu Niannian.

bang.

The bedroom door was closed.

Xu Xing fiddled with the camera that Xu Niannian took out, aiming at the direction of the balcony to get a feel.

The afternoon sunlight passes through the gaps between the tall buildings and pours onto the balcony and the ground of the living room, forming a wonderful composition with the shadows in the corners.

The two girls were changing clothes in the room, and Xu Xing was about to become their photographer.

(End of this chapter)