Can following the rules be called rebirth?

Chapter 62, Section 61: Niche Number One
Some things don't need to be taught.

Du Jianuo stood on tiptoe, her starry eyes closed, and her clumsy movements gradually became more fluid and natural.

She let the man do as he pleased, letting him crumple the back of her chiffon dress until it was completely wrinkled.

Your phone is ringing.

Surprisingly, it was Zhou Mingyuan who stopped first.

He looked mischievous, took a half step back, and smiled as he looked at the panting senior student above him.

"Never mind."

If eyes could be drawn with threads, then at this moment, Du Jianuo's eyes seemed to be connected by a long, thin thread, firmly linking her and Zhou Mingyuan.

An unprecedented experience.

She was breathing heavily, her cheeks flushed, and the square neckline of her dress was pulled out at an alluring angle, making it easy for anyone to see what was inside.

"Take it."

He had sharp eyes and had already noticed the two-word note on the phone.

I don't want to answer.

"What if there's an emergency?"

Zhou Mingyuan sat back down on the sofa and added with a smile.

"How about I go out first?"

"Need not."

Upon hearing this, Du Jianuo took the phone, gave him a coquettish glare, and sat back down on the sofa, leaning against the man.

This is what it means to be of one mind.

The persistent ringing of the phone finally ended, and she pulled out her contacts and dialed back.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

"Nono!"

The Jieyou Media office was quiet; even Deng Yuan's voice could be heard clearly through the microphone.

The moment the call connected, Zhou Mingyuan's left hand naturally reached out and disappeared into the side hem of his chiffon dress.

I just saw that you changed your Weibo bio.

"correct."

Du Jianuo shrugged and frowned, but tried to keep her voice calm.

Is Jieyou Media the name of the MCN you signed with?

"I remember the one near the south gate of our school. I think it was also called Jieyou Media!"

Deng Yuan spoke very quickly, as if he had been holding it in for a long time and finally had the opportunity to get the person involved to clarify their doubts.

"Yep."

The girl's bright red ears were framed by wavy curls, the ends of which trembled slightly.

She took a deep breath and gripped the hem of her skirt tightly with her left hand.

"That's the company I signed with."

"what?"

The voice on the microphone seemed to rise an octave on the spot, clearly astonished.

"Nono, the MCN you signed with is affiliated with our school?"

"emmmmm."

My body felt like it had turned into a ball of cotton, and I had lost all my strength.

Du Jianuo nestled in the man's arms, only able to respond with her nose.

"Then why won't you sign with me! This company is clearly a makeshift operation with little investment. I've checked, and their office space is indeed borrowed from the college!"

Deng Yuan's tone carried a hint of grievance.

Didn't you say you wanted to take responsibility for your own future?

“I used to think that you chose another company because I was inexperienced in my first business venture.”

"But...but they're really no good!"

"You didn't check Weibo today? Don't you know why I used this suffix?"

Du Jianuo sat up halfway and suddenly asked a question.

"No, I've been working with them all day editing your dance video, and it was only with great difficulty that we managed to bring out the best effect."

"How about this."

The girl cleared her throat and spoke loudly.

"Go search for Jieyou Media's works first, and then consider whether you want to tell me these things."

The moment she hung up the phone, Du Jianuo finally couldn't hold back anymore.

She used the last of her strength to stand up, arching her arms behind her back to search for the missing clasp, glaring fiercely at the man. Her pupils were brimming with seven parts coy resentment and three parts youthful charm, making her incredibly alluring.

"you"

"You did it on purpose!"

"It's exciting to get handsy while answering the phone, isn't it?"

What if someone overhears our voice?

The girl stomped her feet, letting her wrinkled skirt hang down naturally. She flicked her messy curly hair, finally putting the colorful hair tie on her wrist to good use.

Although Du Jianuo wasn't completely taken advantage of tonight, she still got the better end of the deal.

How could it become like this?
How did things turn out like this so inexplicably?

Does he possess some kind of magic?

All her loose hair was tied up, and Du Jianuo patted her face, feeling a little dizzy.

"To each other."

"Wearing that hair tie out seems a bit deliberate."

Zhou Mingyuan didn't deny his little scheme, but chuckled and smoothly steered the conversation back on track.

He pointed to the colorful hair tie on the senior's head with a meaningful expression.

It was a little gift he casually gave to his senior when he bought stockings at the supermarket.

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Du Jianuo was furious at being exposed, but she couldn't say anything, so she could only purse her lips and remain silent.

That's right.

Her miscellaneous accessories could only be described as dazzling.

Why do you have to wear this plain, colorful hair tie?

To put it bluntly, everyone has their little schemes.

It's getting quite late.

Of course, Zhou Mingyuan didn't intend to push things any further. Without any hesitation, he walked out of Jieyou Media with Du Jianuo and headed towards the dormitory of the School of Music and Dance.

Along the way, the girl kept scrolling through her phone and sharing messages with him.

"Isn't it a coincidence? Several of my former livestreaming friends also saw that Weibo post!"

"Some people even messaged me privately asking what the compensation and benefits were like at Jieyou Media, hahaha."

"Then what do you say?"

Zhou Mingyuan listened with great interest.

"To be honest, I haven't earned a single penny yet."

Du Jianuo spread his hands, curled up the corners of his mouth, and made a big, exaggerated expression.

"The income of three thousand yuan is just a side job, and it has nothing to do with Jieyou Media!"

"My followers have increased quite a bit. I haven't checked for a few minutes and they've increased by more than a hundred. That's incredible."

The girl said with a smile.

"But they do have some good taste, I have to admit."

"A simple video, yet someone saw your talent through it."

"But once they heard that I hadn't made any money yet, no one asked any more questions."

"That means they don't have the same discerning eye as you."

The streetlights cast long shadows of the two men, Zhou Mingyuan concluded.

"Of course!"

Just a few steps away are the dormitories of the School of Music and Dance.

Before leaving, Du Jianuo suddenly turned around, biting her lip and asked.

"Even if new employees sign with us in the future, I've already secured my position as the number one employee, right?"

Her eyes were bright, and her wavy hair trembled like silk in the moonlight.

"You can say that."

Zhou Mingyuan thought for a few seconds and nodded in agreement.

"That's what the boss promised! Let's go!"

Du Jianuo was already a few steps away. She smiled, waved, and turned to walk into the stairwell.

Only a dark figure remained, climbing the steps, one floor, two floors, three floors.

Hopping and skipping, it disappeared.

(End of this chapter)