Can following the rules be called rebirth?

Chapter 101, 99 points

Some scientists have said that emotions are mostly water-soluble.

Whether you're suffering from depression and anxiety and can't fall asleep, or you're excited and overwhelmed, as long as you've had a good workout, worked up a good sweat, and then thoroughly washed yourself off, you'll feel like a mechanic who's pressed the R key to refresh the page, and you'll be full of energy again.

Du Jianuo is exactly like that.

Even though she was still dizzy and her limbs were so weak that she didn't want to move her fingers, she still used her last bit of strength to climb out of bed and shakily moved to the bathroom.

After half an hour of steaming, she hummed a little tune as she pushed open the door, her eyes radiating charm.

"Have you recovered?"

Zhou Mingyuan had finished washing up early and was leaning against the headboard, raising his eyebrows slightly as he smiled and looked at his rosy-cheeked senior.

"Hmm, it's alright~"

Du Jianuo's beautiful eyes sparkled, and her whole body seemed to relax. She was only wrapped in a white bath towel, and her right hand was drying her wet hair.

"Here, take my phone. It's buzzing with a ton of messages."

The man handed her his iPhone, a meaningful expression playing on his lips.

Let me see~

Du Jianuo bent her legs and climbed onto the mattress, took the phone, and obediently leaned against Zhou Mingyuan, openly looking at the screen and browsing.

"Holy crap, so much new information!"

"You might not believe it, but several of my former colleagues from Tianyu Media have messaged me privately before!"

"Hahahaha, they asked me if I still had any job opportunities."

"Many classmates and friends have also asked."

How should I reply?

The girl pursed her cherry lips, her slender fingertips swiping across the screen as she read out new messages, while nudging Zhou Mingyuan beside her with her elbow.

After looking through the whole list, nine out of ten posts were about tonight's live stream.

There were blessings, curiosity, probing, and envy.

This is not an era like traditional industries, where one can hide their wealth and power through layers of connections.

In today's world, where the internet creates wealth so quickly, public information is so transparent, and the fan economy is so fervent, many things simply cannot be hidden from those who are interested.

For example, Uno's first broadcast on Douyu.

Most viewers are looking for emotional value; they enjoy watching the fun and excitement.

However, those who clicked in out of curiosity, or those who are interested in Du Jianuo, often secretly calculate another number in their minds.

So, how much money did she actually earn tonight?

The contribution gift ranking list in the upper right corner is right there. Even if the calculations can't be completely accurate, it's not difficult to make a general judgment.

Even if you know nothing about Douyu and can't analyze the quality of the gift rankings, it doesn't matter.

With basic mathematical arithmetic skills, one can estimate the value of airplanes worth 100 yuan flying in the sky and rockets worth 500 yuan rising into the air.

Ten airplanes cost one thousand dollars.

One hundred?
Did she receive a hundred?

Therefore, when these people discovered that Du Jianuo's income far exceeded their expectations, it was hard not to have another thought.

Wow, live streaming can be so lucrative!
So this is how you can earn so much money just by dancing, dressing up nicely, sitting in front of a computer, and saying thank you for gifts!
Especially after Du Jianuo finished dancing to "Dynamic Light Wave," the screen was filled with a shower of gift light, a rare scene that could easily shatter people's inner barriers.

The money came too easily.

It's too easy.

Even without the concept of platform commission, just calculating the gifts received in one night would probably lead to the conclusion that Du Jianuo earns over 10,000 yuan a day.

What does it mean to earn over 10,000 yuan a day?
That year, the average monthly salary in Jiangcheng was less than 5,000 yuan. Even the major internet companies in first-tier cities only offered graduates a salary of just over 10,000 yuan.

She's only on her first day as a live streamer, so why is she entitled to such an income?
Surprised, many people immediately had ideas.

She can.
Can I do that too?

Among them were former colleagues from Tianyu Media who knew Du Jianuo inside and out, and were well aware of what she was like on the YY platform. The live stream was deserted and unremarkable.

That's how fast a salted fish can turn its fortunes around!
That evening, Du Jianuo's phone was flooded with thousands of unread messages in a group chat of former female employees starting at 8 p.m.

Everyone was more than just surprised; they were practically going crazy.

Life's script is so absurd; choices always outweigh efforts.

The sisters who privately messaged Du Jianuo in the group felt nothing but regret.

Both He Min and Du Jianuo had their destinies changed after having dinner with Zhou Mingyuan that night.

When Jieyou Media was still just an inconspicuous storefront, Du Jianuo had already gone all in and signed a contract, betting everything on himself.

There are indeed many of Du Jianuo's good friends in the group. They are all highly skilled, very good-looking, and are also little stars in their respective schools.

Several people were even called by Nuonuo from afar to Nanhu University to attend the event in person.

However, upon seeing the rudimentary office environment, everyone politely declined and backed down.

"Nono, I'll think about the contract again when I get back."

"Forget it, baby, I'll wait and see."

"You weren't scammed by that person, were you?! This office environment is like it's ten years behind!"

Some questioned it, some made excuses, and some gave perfunctory answers.

But the moment Du Jianuo's water exploded, these voices uniformly transformed into entirely new questions.

—[Is the company still signing new employees?]

Can you give me a chance?

"Sure, you're welcome."

Zhou Mingyuan smiled and leaned closer, looking at the string of ingratiating emojis and questions on his senior's phone screen, indicating his approval.

"If anyone asks for your contact information again, just send them the company's 163 email address and have them send their resumes to that email address."

"That strict?"

Du Jianuo turned her head and asked curiously.

"I had to screen the resumes again. I thought you would just call them in for an interview."

"of course."

Zhou Mingyuan nodded: "We can't just sign any girl, can we?"

He stretched out his right hand and naturally slipped it under the girl's bath towel, gripping it tightly with one hand.

"It needs to be at least seven-tenths your size, oh no, seven-tenths your skill."

"rogue!"

Du Jianuo closed her starry eyes halfway, shrugged her shoulders to the right, pressed her hand against the man's burning palm, and spoke in a slurred voice.

What if it were twice my size?

Her slender fingers tapped out a WeChat message.

After replying for a few minutes, when she saw the nickname under a certain profile picture in the group, the girl bit her lip, as if she remembered something, and turned her head to ask.

"what?"

Zhou Mingyuan didn't react for a moment.

"I said, this is more than seven points! Fifteen points! Even more!"

Du Jianuo said angrily, pulling the other person's hand out of the bath towel and throwing it aside.

"what?"

The man blinked involuntarily.

Now he understood.

So big?
(End of this chapter)