Xu Lin drove by, glanced over, and noticed a young man with pink hair and sunglasses on a Lamborghini, looking quite arrogant.
"Right!"
"Let see if you rich people have any dirt?"
Xu Lin thought of the new tool he had received today.
The dirt on ordinary people is worthless; the dirt on the wealthy and powerful is what holds value.
Xu Lin was also curious about this new tool, so he might as well try it out.
[Special Tool: I Have All Your Dirt!]
Xu Lin silently used it on the pink-haired young man.
Soon, all sorts of dirt about him erged, from bullying to drug use, and various scandals like fighting, sleeping with his stepmother, and more, all very detailed.
[Personal dirt is quite prominent, also knows his father is transferring assets, preparing to flee.]
Xu Lin glanced at the information that loaded on the panel, feeling quite overwheld.
"This tool can only be used once every two days, so it seems better not to use it carelessly."
Xu Lin wasn’t sure about his future developnts and who he might offend soday. This dirt-collecting tool might co in handy in the future, but as for using it to make money or gain so benefits, Xu Lin wasn’t foolish; if not careful, one might get hit by a car one day. Even if he didn’t get hit, it wouldn’t be good if his family or friends did.
So, it can’t be used recklessly.
Besides, it has a 48-hour cooldown!
As for those passersby, Xu Lin didn’t bother with their dirt since it had nothing to do with him.
At this point, he turned the car handle and sped off, leaving amidst the envy of the n around.
Just after one in the morning, Xu Lin and his friends finally returned to the rental house area.
Tonight, it was quite late indeed.
"Xu Lin, we’ll shower on the first floor, you go to the second floor!"
"Ok."
Rong Xiyi and Xia Xiyao grabbed their clothes and went together into the large bathroom on the first floor.
Xu Lin opened a bottle of cola and started drinking in the living room while playing on his phone.
Just like that, about two minutes passed.
There was a sound from the bathroom.
"Yaoyao, your chest looks so nice!"
"I’ve told you several tis!"
Xia Xiyao’s sowhat speechless voice ca out.
"But I really envy your chest shape, it looks so nice!"
"Why are you touching it?"
Xia Xiyao was a bit flustered.
Rong Xiyi: "Hehe! Let touch it!"
Xu Lin: ...
Rong Xiyi: "And you don’t even grow any hair! So amazing, isn’t this just blank?"
Xia Xiyao: "I’ve said it several tis, stop bringing it up!"
"Yaoyao, don’t touch!"
It was Rong Xiyi’s turn to be nervous.
Xia Xiyao laughed: "Didn’t you say Xu Lin went in three or four centiters?"
"Mind your own business!"
"Floozy!"
"You’re the floozy!"
Then followed conversations that could make one blush. Xu Lin finished his can of cola and went upstairs to shower.
Xu Lin took about seven or eight minutes to shower, drying his hair in just over ten minutes.
anwhile, downstairs, Rong Xiyi and the others were still showering while chatting.
Xu Lin listened in for a bit, and the topics were no longer odd but rather serious. Rong Xiyi ntioned wanting to attend a concert soti to experience the atmosphere.
Xu Lin returned to his room, turned on his computer, and took a quick look at the video he posted at around two a.m. last night. It’s been almost twenty-four hours since then.
Likes: 2.836 million!
Comnts: 96,000!
Favorites: 2.685 million!
Shares: 1.008 million!
"The data is this good?"
Xu Lin glanced at his Douyin followers, unsure if he was getting an official push, as his follower count rose from just over one million yesterday to now 2.36 million!
However, Xu Lin wasn’t very interested, as he wouldn’t show his face on short videos.
He closed the PC version of Douyin, then opened the writer’s backend on the computer and started typing.
Half an hour later, exactly 10,000 words, set on a tir.
The story is halfway through, and Xu Lin plans to finish by the end of November. In the story, the protagonist is in the second sester of the sophomore year and has started developing their career.
"Just write a bit more and done!"
Xu Lin stretched lazily.
Just then, the sound of the bathroom door opening ca from downstairs.
Rong Xiyi and her friend were truly slow showerers, taking nearly an hour in total.
"Xiyan, I’m going to sleep."
Xia Xiyao went upstairs, glanced curiously into the master bedroom but didn’t see Xu Lin, guessing he was by the computer because the wall just blocked the view.
"Mm-hmm, I’m going to sleep too, Yaoyao, sleep early!"
"You sleep early too."
Xia Xiyao went back to her room, and she instinctively opened Douyin, checking Xu Lin’s page, but there was no new video, leaving her a bit disappointed.
She’s particularly interested in Xu Lin’s works now.
On the other side.
Rong Xiyi returned to her room.
Xu Lin glanced at her and said, "Close the door!"
"Got it!"
Rong Xiyi casually closed the room door.
Then she ca over to Xu Lin’s side. Xu Lin’s right hand was resting on the mouse on the desk, and she squatted down and sat on Xu Lin’s lap.
She was wearing very thin shorts.
Xu Lin touched it, unable to describe the sensation at the mont.
And Rong Xiyi wasn’t wearing underwear.
"Xu Lin, what are you doing with your hands?"
"I should ask you what you’re doing leaning on ? Do you expect to be a Saint like Liu Xiabai?"
"Liu Xiabai sat upright without yielding, he’s a saint!"
"Alright, alright, all exaggerated. If Liu Xiabai t a girl of your caliber, let’s see if he could resist? Really think he’s a Saint?"
"Hmph!"
Rong Xiyi was delighted because Xu Lin’s words were indirectly complinting her looks!
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