Who wants to be a male model after being reborn? I want to be a male god.

Chapter 392 If it doesn’t work once, try again ( subscriptions per day)
"Oh, that best-seller? What's wrong?" Ding Yue said vaguely with a mouth full of food.

She doesn't like romance novels, so she has only heard about it.

"The book tells the story of a girl who imprisoned a boy because she loved him too much. Xia Ning said online that some of the content was based on real experiences." Lan Qiusheng's voice became lower and lower.

This was what shocked her.

She never expected that Xia Ning, a seemingly gentle and kind literary goddess, would actually write such a horrible book.

In the serialized version, the hero and heroine both died in the end, which was a very annoying ending.

The ending was changed in the physical book that was later published.

Although it is an open ending, at least it is satisfactory.

However, when Lan Qiu Sheng read the reviews online, she found that most people liked the serialized version of the ending, which made her very confused.

After she finished speaking, Ding Yue's chopsticks fell onto the table with a "bang".

Students from several tables around cast curious glances at her, and she quickly picked it up and wiped it on a tissue.

"You don't mean to say that Xia Ning really locked Xu Wen up?" Ding Yue widened her eyes, her eyes full of disbelief.

Lan Qiusheng did not answer directly, but just stared at the bowl of soup: "The book describes it in great detail. That kind of paranoid feeling doesn't seem completely fictional."

Xia Ning's writing style is so good that she felt a sense of empathy when reading it.

"Come on! Those are all marketing tactics! Which writer doesn't use some gimmicks nowadays? Do you believe in words like 'based on real experiences'?" Ding Yue suddenly raised his voice, then quickly lowered it.

She really couldn't imagine that this thing would actually happen to her, and to someone she had met before.

It was as if someone from a legal program on TV suddenly appeared beside her.

Lan Qiusheng stirred the already cold soup silently.

The oil floating on the surface of the soup was stirred and dispersed, then slowly gathered together.

She didn't say anything, but remained silent, looking like she was thinking about something.

"Even if it's true, what does it have to do with you now? Didn't Xu Wen break up with her?" Ding Yue moved closer and continued to speak in a low voice.

She really didn't want to believe that good girl who looked so literary.

Because she smelled the same scent on the other person.

Women like them are the best at deceiving others.

The cafeteria broadcast suddenly sounded, notifying a student to go to the service desk.

The harsh sound of electric current made Lan Qiusheng tremble slightly.

"I just want to know what happened between them. If it was really like what was written in the book, why would Xu Wen accept Xia Ning's return?" She struggled to organize her words.

Ding Yue rolled his eyes and stuffed the last piece of ribs into his mouth: "You think too much. The problem now is..."

She deliberately kept it a secret, then pointed her chopsticks at Lan Qiusheng and asked, "How did you make Xu Wen fall in love with you?"

Ding Yue felt that things like imprisonment, breakup, etc. were not important and had nothing to do with them.

Gu Xingruo is the current girlfriend and Xia Ning is the ex-girlfriend.

The poor little thing in front of her doesn't even have an identity.

If you force it, he can only be considered an acquaintance.

Lan Qiu Sheng's ears turned red instantly when he heard this.

She looked around frantically, afraid that someone might hear her.

"Look, Xia Ning, ex-girlfriend, Gu Xingruo, current girlfriend, since they can exist at the same time, why can't there be one more you?" Ding Yue counted with her greasy fingers.

She now feels more and more that the mistress theory she once mentioned is very feasible.

Several girls at the next table suddenly burst into laughter.

Lan Qiusheng shrank his neck reflexively, as if they were laughing at him.

"I-I still don't know what to do." Her voice became smaller and smaller.

She once wanted to do something when Xia Ning and Gu Xingruo were not around.

But now it seems that all that was in vain.

Now she is really confused.

"Come on, the way you secretly look at Xu Wen every day can even be noticed by Yang Yiyao, a stranger." Ding Yue sneered.

Lan Qiusheng felt dizzy.

The turbid air, greasy smell and noisy sounds in the cafeteria suddenly became unbearable.

She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms.

"The question is, what should I do? Gu Xingruo is so outstanding, Xia Ning is so special, and I..." She finally raised her head, with a painful glimmer in her eyes.

Ding Yue suddenly reached out and held her cold fingers: "You are not bad! You started a business with him. He found you for the big start-up project at the beginning. You are much better than those two vases!"

Lan Qiusheng smiled bitterly and shook his head.

She thought of the luxurious villa of Gu Xingruo's family.

I think of Xia Ning's calm and composed temperament.

"Listen, if you really want him, you have to take the initiative. If you keep shrinking like this, you'll never have a chance." Ding Yue moved closer, his voice unusually serious.

The lights from the cafeteria reflected a strange light in her eyes.

Lan Qiu Sheng vaguely felt that his good friend at this moment was like a demon in a fairy tale that tempted people to fall.

"But I've been proactive enough." She smiled helplessly.

That night, Xu Wen rejected her completely.

Until now, she didn't dare to face him, and she only felt a slight awkwardness between them.

"If it doesn't work the first time, try again. It's a matter of mutual consent. Look, Xia Ning and Gu Xingruo are both fine, aren't they?" Ding Yue waved her hand impatiently.

There was the sound of a plate breaking in the distance, accompanied by a cry of surprise.

Lan Qiu Sheng seemed not to hear. Her thoughts drifted back to that rainy night when she and Xu Wen shared a room in a hotel, revealing their vulnerability to each other.

"I know. I'll try again." She took a deep breath.

Ding Yue smiled triumphantly and leaned back in his chair: "This is the Lan Qiusheng I know."

At this moment, Lan Qiusheng's cell phone suddenly vibrated.

"What's wrong?" Ding Yue asked curiously.

Lan Qiu Sheng turned his phone screen towards her.

It was a message from Xu Wen: "Tomorrow morning, in the company's conference room, to discuss the new project."

Ding Yue whistled: "Look, isn't the opportunity here?"

Lan Qiusheng smiled helplessly: "What kind of opportunity is this? It's just a work matter."

Ding Yue comforted him, "At least this is your advantage now. Xia Ning is busy with her creations, Gu Xingruo is idle, and you are the only one accompanying Xu Wen to work. Remember, don't hesitate in doing anything."

The noise in the cafeteria gradually thinned out, and the lunch rush was about to pass.

Lan Qiu Sheng looked out the window and saw a few sparrows jumping among the branches, free and carefree.

How she wished she could be like those little birds and not be troubled by these complicated emotions.

But when she looked down at her phone again, Xu Wen's name seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, nailing her firmly in place.

"Let's go, it's time to go back for lunch." Ding Yue stood up.

Lan Qiu Sheng nodded silently and picked up the almost untouched plate.

Walking out of the cafeteria, the glaring sunlight made her squint.

Ding Yue was chattering away beside him, but Lan Qiu Sheng could only hear his own deafening heartbeat.

She held the phone tightly, and the short message burned her palm like a branding iron.

Maybe Ding Yue is right.

Collaboration is her only advantage.

The chirping of sparrows came from overhead, but it could no longer attract her attention.

On this sunny afternoon, Lan Qiu Sheng stood under the shade of a tree outside the cafeteria, thinking carefully about Ding Yue's proposal.

If it doesn't work once, she'll try again.

The wind blew her ponytail, and her hair gently caressed her hot cheeks.

It's like giving silent encouragement.

After having lunch with Gu Xingruo at noon, Xu Wen went straight back to the company.

There were not many classes on his sophomore schedule, which allowed him to devote more time to work.

Gu Xingruo also wanted to follow, but was rejected by Xu Wen because the eldest lady had classes in the afternoon.

He said that it was the first class of the new semester after all, and it would not be good to skip class.

Gu Xingruo had no choice but to stay in school obediently.

Xu Wen drove back to the company.

When he pushed open the company's glass door, the front desk staff were sorting express parcels with their heads down.

Hearing the footsteps, she looked up and smiled professionally: "Mr. Xu is back."

"Yeah." Xu Wen nodded and glanced across the open office area.

Most of them were concentrating on typing code, while there were also groups of three or four people gathered together to discuss solutions.

When everyone saw him come in, they greeted him.

After Xu Wen responded, he called Jia Mingliang and Wan Zhi separately and asked them to come back to him after they finished their current tasks.

His office is at the end of the corridor.

As he pushed the door open, he unbuttoned his shirt.

The warm feeling of accompanying Gu Xingruo to class in the morning still lingers on my fingertips, but now I need to switch to work mode.

The computer screen lit up, and there were already more than a dozen unread emails piled up in the mailbox.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door. "Come in," Xu Wen said without even looking up.

Jia Mingliang and Wan Zhi walked in one after another.

Wanzhi hasn't worn women's clothes for a long time.

Nowadays, he is dressed very neatly, and his handsome appearance makes him look like a Korean boy band idol.

Although Jia Mingliang no longer wears casual clothes, he doesn't dress up well either. He comes to work every day in a plaid shirt, which is standard for programmers.

Over the past six months or so, the two have undergone tremendous changes.

It’s hard to say whether Xu Wen is good or bad.

But at least the two of them seemed to be having a good time in Shin City.

"Sit down, Director Li wants to talk to me about something." Xu Wen pointed to the chair opposite and finally moved his eyes away from the screen.

He got straight to the point without any nonsense.

Wan Zhi sat down quietly, his back straight.

Jia Mingliang was like a student who was called to the teacher's office, with half of his butt hanging over the edge of the chair.

"The college wants to cultivate talents to participate in the college entrance examination competition. They hope that we can hold a briefing session when we return and arrange some internship opportunities for them so that they can visit and learn here." Xu Wen twirled the pen in his hand.

Jia Mingliang's eyes widened when he heard this: "Is our college so tough now? We dare not listen to the school's instructions? Haven't those people in the Innovation Committee been controlling these resources?"

He thought back to his college days, when this organization called the Creative Committee always liked to organize some flashy but useless activities.

I never expected that one day the college would stand up and snatch resources from them.

Wan Zhi had no expression on his face. He calmly replied, "The ability to achieve results is the real ability. The school's creative committee..."

He paused, and a rare sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "This is the most ridiculous organization I have ever seen."

Xu Wen chuckled after hearing this.

Coming from Wan Zhi's mouth, these words were already quite harsh criticism. He had a bit of a girlish air about him and usually spoke in a gentle manner.

Xu Wen fully agreed with what "Master Wan" said.

It seems that he is not the only one who is prejudiced against this ridiculous organization.

In his opinion, this is just a group of laymen guiding professionals in starting a business, which is not only useless but also causes trouble.

Even the teacher named Bian Ming has a lazy feeling of having reaped all the benefits of the times.

"So this briefing will be handed over to you, as a test of your growth achievements during this period." Xu Wen closed his laptop and crossed his hands on the table.

As soon as these words came out, the office suddenly became very quiet.

Jia Mingliang's face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The paper in his hand trembled slightly. "Me, us? Go on stage and give a speech?"

"Well, I don't know about you and me, but I will just be the final summary. You are responsible for the technical part, and Wan Zhi will be responsible for project management." Xu Wen nodded.

Wan Zhi said "hmm" calmly.

He looked calm on the surface, but his fingers were drumming on his jeans as if he were typing on a keyboard.

Jia Mingliang stood still as if struck by lightning, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

"Mr. Xu, I... I have no problem communicating normally now, but going on stage..." Jia Mingliang's voice was filled with tears.

He pinched his neck and made a choking motion: "I'm going to die."

Xu Wen had expected this reaction.

He stood up and walked to the water dispenser, took a cup of warm water and placed it in front of Jia Mingliang: "Remember what you looked like when you first came to the studio?"

Wan Zhi and Jia Mingliang both showed expressions of reluctance to look back.

At that time, Wan Zhi wore women's clothes every day and basically refused to communicate with anyone. Even communication within the studio had to rely on people around him to pass messages.

Jia Mingliang is fine in front of his own people, but as soon as he sees outsiders, he stutters and is completely unable to communicate normally.

"Now you can communicate with customers normally, train new people, and be responsible for project modules independently. This is the final step you need." Xu Wen sat back in his chair and softened his tone.

Jia Mingliang held the water cup, his fingertips turning white: "But."

He was still very hesitant.

Taking the first step had already consumed most of his courage, and when he first arrived in Shan City, he was just trying hard to hold on.

"There will definitely be a lot of junior girls in the audience, freshmen in the computer department, the kind who admire technical gurus the most. I heard that there are more girls in our college this year than in previous years." Xu Wen suddenly changed the subject.

Jia Mingliang's ears turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This otaku who has been a solo artist since birth can't stand this kind of stimulation.

Although he successfully took the first step, he has not yet entered the ranks of modern people.

If he can't find a girlfriend, he's going to change his job to become a magician.

"Think about it, after you finish your speech, the female students in the audience will surround you and ask you questions, ask for your contact information, and ask for advice." Xu Wen continued to fan the flames.

"Oh my god!" Jia Mingliang stood up suddenly, and half of the water spilled on his pants without even bothering to wipe it off.

Wan Zhi moved aside in disgust to avoid being splashed by water.

He looked at Xu Wen with some understanding in his eyes.

This trick really works for Jia Mingliang.

"What are the specific arrangements?" Wan Zhi asked, his voice still calm.

But Xu Wen noticed that he straightened his back unconsciously.

This detail revealed that he was not as calm as he appeared.

Xu Wen turned on the projector and pulled up the calendar: "Next Wednesday afternoon, in the school lecture hall, you have a week to prepare."

As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to remember something and continued, "You will also be in charge of the interns when they arrive."

Jia Mingliang's fighting spirit, which had just been ignited, instantly waned by half: "I still have to train new people."

"Why, are you afraid that your junior will be disillusioned when she sees you at work?" Xu Wen teased.

"No, I'm just... I'm afraid I can't teach well." Jia Mingliang spoke in a very low voice, like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

Wan Zhi suddenly said: "I can."

These three simple words made Jia Mingliang look over there as if he had found a life-saving straw.

Xu Wen nodded with satisfaction.

He understands Wanzhi.

The other party doesn't talk much, but once he promises something, he will do his best.

"Please review the PPT for me before the end of get off work tomorrow. Master Wan, please help him more. This is his first time on stage." Xu Wen finally instructed.

Wan Zhi nodded, and when he stood up, he grabbed Jia Mingliang who was still immersed in his fantasy.

After the door closed, Xu Wen let out a long sigh and leaned back in his chair.

He basked in the sun and squinted his eyes.

It's a little rest before work.

He remembered Gu Xingruo's profile as she concentrated on drawing in the classroom that morning, and her hands quietly placed in the sun.

His thoughts were interrupted by the vibration of his cell phone.

It was a message from Gu Xingruo: "There are so many people in the classroom, and the teacher is so strict. Everyone is studying hard, and I don't dare to move."

Followed by a crying expression.

Xu Wen smiled helplessly after seeing this and quickly replied: "You are pretending to be a good student."

"I'm not pretending! I'm also taking notes seriously, okay? Will you come back to have dinner with me in the evening?" Gu Xingruo replied immediately.

Xu Wen glanced at the time: "Okay, I'll contact you after class."

Putting down his phone, he turned on his computer again.

The screen was still on the email interface, and the latest one was a project progress report from Lan Qiusheng.

Xu Wen clicked on the attachment, which was a detailed data analysis.

I can only say that it is worthy of being created by a worker who has been chosen by God.

After replying to the emails, he processed a few more contracts.

Time passed quickly, and when Xu Wen looked up again, dusk had already fallen outside the window.

He stretched, turned off his computer and prepared for the appointment.

When he passed the office area, he saw Wan Zhi and Jia Mingliang still sitting at their workstations.

Wan Zhi was adjusting the PPT on the screen with a focused expression, while Jia Mingliang was practicing his speech in front of the camera of his mobile phone with a flushed face.

"Don't be too late, continue tomorrow." Xu Wen patted the two on the shoulders as he passed by.

He glanced at his phone and saw that Gu Xingruo was about to finish class.

Just as he was about to leave, Jiang Xiaqing walked over quickly with a stack of documents.

"Mr. Xu, I'm sorry to bother you after get off work, but I just agreed on an advertising cooperation, which I think is very good. We have discussed the details and are waiting for your final decision."

Xu Wen has always trusted Jiang Xiaqing's work ability. Hearing this, he just nodded: "It's up to you to decide. I trust your judgment."

Jiang Xiaqing shook his head: "The other party insisted on meeting the boss of Shancheng, saying that some details of the cooperation must be discussed in person."

Xu Wen frowned slightly, but soon relaxed: "Okay, is he in the reception room?"

"Yes, I have arranged it." Jiang Xiaqing made a gesture of invitation.

The two walked through the office area one after the other.

The glass door of the reception room was closed, and only the outline of a slender figure could be seen through the blurry glass.

Xu Wen reached out and pushed the door open, but stopped abruptly when he saw who was sitting inside.

Summer lemon.

(End of this chapter)