Song Shijia initially thought that she wasn’t interested in money, so she didn’t bring this up with her.
Nodding, she said:
"Of course you can. It’s the internet era now, and industries related to the web have a good outlook."
Yun Qiluo knew this because it was ntioned in class by the professor.
Her eyes lit up imdiately: "So, what I did before, does that count as being an internet celebrity?"
Song Shijia nodded: "It does." With over a million followers and her level of fa, she’s much bigger than most small-ti online celebrities.
"But scratch that, your family doesn’t allow you to show your face."
Upon hearing this, the glow in the young girl’s eyes dimd.
"Right, I can’t show my face."
Even though she really wanted to make money, she didn’t want to be taken back ho.
Besides, if she beca an internet celebrity, she’d surely trend, and the beautiful woman would have to spend a lot of money again.
Yun Qiluo could only disappointedly give up this idea and continued eating with her head down.
Song Shijia, having just finished her ga, saw her dejected look.
Thinking of sothing, she suddenly suggested: "Why don’t you try gaming? You can be a ga strear, it’s quite profitable too."
Yun Qiluo paused, her soft voice tinged with curiosity: "Ga strear?"
"Ga strears don’t need to show their face, just play gas well. Later on, when you’re popular, those fans on Weibo can watch you play gas. Isn’t that great?"
Yun Qiluo was very tempted, but then shook her head: "But I don’t know how to play gas."
"I can teach you."
Song Shijia didn’t plan on turning Yun Qiluo into so kind of technical pro strear. Anyway, just playing casually, there would still be viewers.
Not to ntion her inherent popularity, combined with her soft voice and godlike logic, would definitely attract a big wave of fans.
Yun Qiluo was originally interested in gas, so she quickly said:
"Wait, let ask the beautiful woman."
As long as she agreed, she could stream gaming.
After all, she hadn’t joined any clubs yet, and had a lot of free ti besides classes, as long as she watched a little less TV.
After eating, Yun Qiluo took out her phone and opened the pinned chat with the little green leaf icon on it in WeChat.
Slowly typing: [Beautiful woman, can I play gas?]
Yan Yan raised his eyebrows when he saw this ssage.
The first thought was she wanted to play so puzzle ga like connect-the-dots.
So he lazily replied: [Play if you want, no need to ask .]
Yun Qiluo’s eyes lit up and she imdiately sent an emoji: [cat kiss.jpg]
It was a small orange cat that ca closer and kissed the cara, then a red heart appeared on the screen as an emoji.
This was sent to her by a maid, she thought the kitten was so cute that she saved it.
After sending it, Yan Yan didn’t reply further.
He just leaned back on his chair, staring at the emoji for a long ti, a slight smile inexplicably curving on his lips.
Secretary Qin, seeing his smile, couldn’t help but tremble a bit.
Their Boss has been acting weirder lately, always looking at his phone and even giggling at it now and then.
Yun Qiluo, having received permission, was very happy and imdiately told Song Shijia.
"Got permission that easily?" Song Shijia was quite surprised.
She thought Yun Qiluo’s family would be very strict, wanting her to study hard and aim high every day.
Otherwise, how did they raise her to be so obedient, reporting even when she wants to ga?
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