After losing his job, he was picked up by a treasure girl and taken home

The next day.

Ye Shuang drove Bai Yuyou to the school gate, and then told him, "Call me if you have any problems at school."

Bai Yuyou nodded, but still sat in the passenger seat without getting out of the car.

"What's wrong?"

Bai Yuyou stretched out her hand and pinched his sleeve, her voice soft, "I haven't started class yet... I want to stay with you for a while."

The girl's gentle voice instantly touched Ye Shuang's heart.

"Okay..." Ye Shuang put the car in parking gear, his eyes fell on the students who entered the school one after another outside the car window. In a trance, he suddenly had an illusion that he was also in school.

At this moment, Bai Yuyou beside him suddenly moved closer, and then her face was pressed against his shoulder, and the faint fragrance of her hair was also transmitted.

He is really a clingy guy.

Ye Shuang used his fingers to lift the hair on his forehead, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong? Don't want to go to school?"

"Yeah." Bai Yuyou nodded without hesitation.

"It's okay, I will graduate in a few years, and I won't have the chance to come back even if I want to." Ye Shuang said, "By the way, if possible... why not consider making friends at school?"

Bai Yuyou tilted her head, "Friends?"

"Yeah, friends, after all, people are social animals, and sometimes they still need friends to help them when they encounter difficulties."

Although Bai Yuyou didn't quite understand, she still said, "As long as Ye Shuang said it, I will do it."

"It's not the master's task. If you don't like it, don't force yourself." Ye Shuang said.

"Oh."

Soon, Bai Yuyou also had to get off the car, but she still looked reluctant, and looked back every few steps after getting off the car.

"She should be fine alone, right?" Ye Shuang murmured.

His sight fell on the figure in the distance, wearing a JK uniform pleated skirt, black stockings and small leather shoes, with waist-length hair and a pretty face, she would be the focus wherever she went.

"Will she be deceived by some yellow-haired classmate with sweet words?" Ye Shuang touched his chin, thought about it and still felt uneasy,

"It seems that I need to strengthen my education when I go home at night."

Ye Shuang suddenly felt that he was raising a daughter, although this daughter was only eight years younger than him.

"Forget it, let's go home."

Ye Shuang drove back home, and then spent some time cleaning up Bai Yuyou's room. Some drawing papers scattered on the floor were particularly eye-catching.

"Does she like painting?" Ye Shuang picked up a piece and found that it was all scribbled.

When thinking of painting, Ye Shuang's mind unconsciously thought of a figure——

[Ye Shuang, I'm sorry, I still can't let him go. ]

The other party's words seemed to have pierced a thorn in his heart. Even if the thorn was pulled out, the wound left behind would not heal itself.

"Forget it, what's there to think about." Ye Shuang slowly put down the drawing paper, and then continued to clean up Bai Yuyou's room.

It was almost noon after all the trouble. Ye Shuang sat in front of the computer desk and suddenly began to daze.

It seemed...

I suddenly had nothing to do.

Is this the life of a gigolo?

Drive Bai Yuyou to and from school, occasionally cook a meal and clean up.

That's really...

...

...

It's a bit cool.

But Ye Shuang was not completely idle. He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Chen Hai.

"Is there a kind of job that is easy, makes a lot of money, and has flexible time?"

After a while, Chen Hai also replied to the message——

"Yes, I am a gigolo."

Ye Shuang: "..."

"Besides this?"

Chen Hai: "There are all kinds of things in dreams. You might as well just take a good rest during this period."

"If you really want to, you can actually consider freelance jobs related to the Internet, such as being an Internet blogger. I heard that some people can make tens of millions of dollars a year just by waving their hands."

Ye Shuang's mouth twitched, "I don't know how to do this."

Chen Hai: "It's actually not difficult. Nowadays, people have a curiosity. The more curious and weird they are, the more people like to watch. Otherwise, why do you think those bloggers with millions of fans deliberately make ugly faces? Isn't it just to make money?"

"These days, the money earned by making ugly faces is higher than that of scientists. In the era of traffic, you can find a way to find an Internet job. It is more profitable and easier than traditional industries."

After seeing the message sent by Chen Hai, Ye Shuang thought about it, and then pressed the phone to reply——

"Forget it, I just mentioned it casually."

"Fuck you, I typed so many words to reply to your message at work, and others thought I was contacting clients."

"I deposited millions for you, isn't that a big client?"

"Just a small client."

"Fuck."

Putting down the phone, Ye Shuang turned on the computer and searched for Internet-related jobs on the search engine.

Finally, his eyes stopped at the name of an online novelist.

"Write a novel?" Ye Shuang touched his chin and thought, since he majored in Chinese language, maybe he could write a novel?

And he has free time, he can update whenever he wants, and he can start whenever he wants.

There was a time when Ye Shuang was quite obsessed with reading novels.

"Try it." Ye Shuang immediately found an online novel platform, and then quickly filled in the information and registered an account.

But when it came to writing books, Ye Shuang began to ponder.

What can I write?

In his mind, the face of a certain girl emerged unconsciously. That rainy night seemed like the beginning of the bond between the two.

Fingers tapped unconsciously on the keyboard——

《After losing my job, I was picked up by a treasure girl and taken home》

Ye Shuang nodded with satisfaction. Not bad, just treat it as a diary. As for the introduction, just write it casually.

After thinking clearly about what he wanted to write, Ye Shuang's fingers tapped the keyboard very quickly, and he typed out the 2,000 words of the first chapter in half an hour.

"Well, I should make the male protagonist more handsome. As for the prototype of Bai Yuyou... That girl is very beautiful, so I might as well use her appearance to increase the word count. Anyway, readers will skip the description after just one glance." When Ye Shuang read novels before, he always wondered why the author spent a lot of space to describe the scenery and the appearance of the characters.

Later, I realized that anyway, readers could skip it at a glance, and the author could use this paragraph to increase the word count, and it would not be abrupt to use it in the chapter.

Win-win.

Soon, Ye Shuang wrote the second chapter and published the two chapters together.

But the article was like a stone sinking into the sea, without a sound or a trace.

Ye Shuang didn't care. He opened a video software, searched for an online course on nutrition and started watching it.

After all, Bai Yuyou looked a little pale, and Ye Shuang wanted to slowly treat her.

Although he felt that he was gradually fulfilled, Ye Shuang didn't feel tired at all.

In any case, the sunlight at one o'clock in the afternoon was much more dazzling than the city night view at one o'clock in the morning.