Can following the rules be called rebirth?

Chapter 95, Section 93: Because You Are Here

Compared to Zhou Mingyuan, who left a bad impression, Cai Zhipeng was the real second-generation rich kid.

During this holiday, taking advantage of his grandfather's birthday, all the relatives who are usually scattered all over the world returned to Jiangcheng, and he took advantage of a wave of gifts from his relatives.

His aunt gave him a new iPhone, his uncle casually tossed him a tablet, and his clothes were a trendy hoodie that his brother-in-law had brought back from Hong Kong.

As for the car, it was all thanks to my older siblings' help at the dinner table.

After a few toasts, the old man was all smiles.

During a chat, the topic of how local kids have an easier time finding girlfriends when they own a car came up. Without hesitation, Cai Zhipeng's grandfather bought one!
So when Cai Zhipeng returned to school, there was a BMW 3 Series parked downstairs in the law school dormitory building.

"It's a pity, Lao Zhou, you came back too late."

"Big Bear and I just had a blast. As expected of a BMW, the power is fucking awesome!"

Yu Feiyang still felt a pang of nostalgia as he recalled how Cai Zhipeng had just given everyone a ride and generously let him test drive.

I took plenty of photos and thoroughly enjoyed my hands-on activities.

Brother Cai is such a good friend!
"What a pity, what a pity."

Zhou Mingyuan didn't spoil the mood and cheerfully steered the conversation back on track.

In fact, the 3 Series of this era could at best be said to have some handling, but its power was probably nothing special.

Gu Caiwei's E89 Z4 made a loud humming sound when you stepped on the gas pedal; that's what you call power!
However, sports cars and family cars are not really comparable.

"Old Zhou, is it true that Senior Sister is making her Douyu debut tomorrow night?"

Seeing that Zhou Mingyuan had also pulled up a stool and naturally gathered around the live stream to join in the fun, Cai Zhipeng patted him on the shoulder and said.

"You're really well-informed!"

Zhou Mingyuan narrowed his eyes, smiled and nodded: "Remember to tune in to the live stream tomorrow night."

"That's right! I not only saw the senior post it on Weibo, but it's all over Baidu Tieba, forums, and Renren!"

Yu Feiyang, the know-it-all, grinned and spread his hands in amazement.

"This senior is a real attention magnet."

"Look, almost all the school media outlets are promoting her."

"Her post on Baidu Tieba and forums was featured and pinned. Apart from the official WeChat account not saying anything, even the official Weibo account liked it!"

The reason why everyone is gathered together to watch the game live stream tonight is largely because the news that Du Jianuo is going to join Douyu has spread throughout the school.

"No, you still don't understand, buddy."

Cai Zhipeng crossed his arms and exclaimed, "This shouldn't be due to the influence of my senior."

"I remember reading on Baidu Tieba that she had also streamed on other platforms before."

"It still doesn't have that kind of presence?"

“If you look at the details of the copywriting, the pictures, and the photography, it’s obvious that an MCN company is behind everything.”

"As for why the school's propaganda department, from top to bottom, is cooperating?"

"With Lao Zhou here, you can enjoy the taste."

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Xiong Yao and Yu Feiyang exchanged a glance, both seeing a look of "I see" in each other's eyes.

Zhou Mingyuan certainly has connections with school leaders!
It's an open secret among Lao Zhou's classmates that he has connections.

He belongs to a privileged group. He doesn't need military training, the school arranges internships for him, and he is parachuted into the Youth League Committee department upon his return, becoming a class monitor.

To support his entrepreneurial endeavors, the law school leadership even granted him a special permit to use a vacant storefront as his own property.

If he's not someone with connections, then who is?

Therefore, it's only natural to use the resources at hand to give the senior a push.

Cai Zhipeng is not some good-for-nothing rich kid.

On the contrary, his vision, emotional intelligence, and reasoning ability are all quite impressive.

Since enrolling in school, he has been observing his three roommates and adjusting his way of getting along with them.

Xiong Yao's family wasn't well-off, but he was honest and simple-minded. You could give him some benefits and treat him like a lackey.

Yu Feiyang is quick-witted and has his own tricks up his sleeve; he's a master at gathering information.

As for Zhou Mingyuan, he could never see through him.

Starting a business in your freshman year means you may not lack money, and preferential treatment from the school means you may have connections at higher levels.

Being surrounded by beautiful women means
You can remove "maybe" from the text.

Cai Zhipeng's thoughts about this mysterious roommate were quite simple.

Get along well and try not to offend anyone.

Therefore, as he got to know Zhou Mingyuan better, Cai Zhipeng gradually let go of his feelings for Zhong Yujun.

There are plenty of fish in the sea, why be hung up on just one?

Giving up an entire forest for the most beautiful flower is not wise. Ever since the social event ended, Cai Zhipeng, under the pretext of splitting the bill, was the first to add all the girls in dormitory 203 to his WeChat through the group chat.

During this National Day holiday, he made a lot of money buying a car and a new computer, and at the same time, he got along very well with Zhao Xue, who actively liked his posts.

Now he feels that, given the combination of strengths, Zhao Xue is actually a good choice.

The ancients were right about the importance of marrying someone of equal social standing!
"Are you leaving Beiyuan or not? It's almost time for the all-nighter!"

After a game ended in the live stream, Yu Feiyang turned around with great interest and organized the all-night session at Beiyuan Internet Cafe, which they had just agreed upon.

"Let's do it! I really want to play!"

Xiong Yao was already getting dressed, and Cai Zhipeng shoved his cigarette pack into his pocket and rubbed his hands together.

"Old Zhou, are you going? I'll play support for you."

"I have some things to take care of. We'll go together next time."

Not to mention his roommate, Zhou Mingyuan was also a little itchy to do it.

Since his rebirth, compared to his eighteen-year-old self in his previous life, the only thing he has regressed in is his gaming skills.

If it weren't for the fact that Du Jianuo's first broadcast is tomorrow, he wouldn't mind playing games with his roommates all night and enjoying a truly authentic college life.

Men are young until they die.

The next afternoon, Zhou Mingyuan skipped two classes.

When I pushed open the door to my home in Shanshui Huating, the room was noisy and chaotic.

Du Jianuo had just finished showering and turned on his stereo, playing rap music from NetEase Cloud Music's daily recommendations.

She was barefoot, wearing only a bath towel, humming along to the melody, with most of her body buried in the wardrobe, tossing and turning.

"What are you doing?"

It was still early, so Zhou Mingyuan stood at the door, watching his senior's actions, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Time to pick out clothes, I'm having trouble making a decision."

Du Jianuo heard a sound coming from the entrance hall, glanced towards the living room, turned off the music, and gently tugged at the towel at her neckline.

I'm a little nervous.

"nervous?"

Zhou Mingyuan's gaze fell on her, and he said with a smile, "It's not the first time."

"But there were no KPIs for the previous live streams!"

The girl's small tuft of curly hair was still glistening with water droplets. She stopped what she was doing, turned around, and walked into the living room.

"I really can't choose."

"Could you help me pick out some clothes?"

"And makeup, what kind of makeup should I wear later?"

"Sure, no problem."

The man remained unhurried, first unfastening his Longines watch and placing it on the cabinet in the entryway, then leisurely taking out his access card, keys, and cell phone from his pocket and placing them next to the watch.

"Hurry up!"

Du Jianuo drew out the sound as she unzipped the large makeup bag on the sofa and fiddled with it.

"What's the rush?"

Zhou Mingyuan strode over, snatched the makeup bag from her hand, and tossed it onto the sofa.

"nervous?"

"Let me help you relieve the pain."

The man suddenly picked her up, buried his face in her chest, and easily peeled off the bath towel, leaving a patch of white skin. Amid the senior's screams, he carried her into the bedroom.

I haven't had dinner yet, but with only 30 minutes left until the premiere, it's obviously too late.

It was completely dark by now. Du Jianuo lay naked on top of the man, tracing his features with her index finger, and couldn't help but feel amazed.

It is said that a person's age or experience can be seen in their eyes.

The eyes of minors are full of clarity, while the eyes of college students are filled with a clear naiveté. As adults enter society, successful people's eyes gleam with shrewdness, while those of others are filled with increasing weariness.

At this moment, Zhou Mingyuan had his eyes closed, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, and his expression was like that of a young man.

It seems that only in this magical moment do I truly realize that the other person is only eighteen years old.

Her heart was in turmoil. She reached out to wipe the fine sweat from the other person's forehead, and then heard Zhou Mingyuan speak softly to her.

"Are you still nervous?"

"much better."

"Because you are here."

Du Jianuo smiled slightly, her cheeks glowing with the colors of the setting sun.

(End of this chapter)