Rebirth Must Be Happy

Chapter 118 [117] I'm Better Than Chen Xingzhu

"What does it mean?"

Chen Xingzhu was unfamiliar with these things. After seeing the screenshot of the email, she asked curiously, "What is a featured spot?"

"Those apps that are displayed on the homepage when you open the app store."

Xu Jinhuan sent her another screenshot of the recommended section, saying, "This way, many people will see the game, and if anyone is interested, they will download it."

Chen Xingzhu: "Okay, that's good."

Xu Jinhuan: "I've already integrated ad display, have you noticed?"

Chen Xingzhu replied after a while: "I saw it."

Xu Jinhuan: "Did you just open the game and start playing?"

Chen Xingzhu: "Mm."

Xu Jinhuan: "They really have the drive to take action."

Chen Xingzhu: "I'm going to read a book."

Xu Jinhuan: "Okay, Chen."

He shut down his computer, went to school for evening self-study, and continued to monitor the game data after school. Although it hadn't been featured yet, the impact of the scandal was still spreading, and the download count had further exceeded 700.

"It's actually quite useful."

Xu Jinhuan continued to share news with Chen Xingzhu, but she did not reply until nearly 9:30 pm, when Chen Xingzhu finally sent a message: "That's good."

Xu Jinhuan thought for a moment, then made a video call to her and sent her a message: "Answer the call."

The phone rang for a while before it was finally answered. Chen Xingzhu's pretty and pure face appeared on the screen, her hair casually draped over her shoulders. Only a section of her snow-white neck could be seen; everything below that was out of the camera's view.

The iPhone 4S front camera only has 30 pixels, and it was nighttime, so the image quality was a bit blurry under the lights, but it did not detract from her beauty. Her expression remained indifferent, and there was nothing unusual about it.

Xu Jinhuan stared at her for a few seconds, and Chen Xingzhu didn't say anything, just stared at him on the screen.

"Is something wrong?"

Xu Jinhuan asked, "Is Li Yunxue causing trouble again?"

Chen Xingzhu paused for a moment before shaking her head and saying, "It's okay, I'm used to it."

"Why don't you move out of your house?"

The game getting a featured spot means we can start collecting advertising fees next month. Money gives us confidence. Xu Jinhuan suggested, "Continuing like this will only wear down our family ties. It's better to leave sooner rather than later, so we can both relax and preserve the last bit of affection."

Chen Xingzhu didn't say anything.

"There's something else I haven't told you yet. I was planning to give you a surprise."

Xu Jinhuan thought for a moment and then told her, "I've discussed it with our homeroom teacher and your homeroom teacher. After the summer vacation, I will transfer to Class 9."

A hint of surprise finally appeared in Chen Xingzhu's eyes, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she just pursed her lips and remained silent.

"I mean,"

Xu Jinhuan revealed his true intentions: "You've been to my neighborhood before. Although it's an old neighborhood, it's actually quite nice. The rent is cheap; a two-bedroom apartment costs only a few hundred yuan. It's also not far from the school. You can move here to live. In case of any situation, it'll be good to have someone to look after you."

Chen Xingzhu seemed a little hesitant, then shook her head and said, "Let's talk about it later."

"Okay, no rush."

Xu Jinhuan didn't pressure her, lest it backfire. He wanted to wait until the advertising revenue from "Flappy Bird" was in his pocket before considering anything else. At that point, her share of the profits would be enough to cover her rent and even living expenses.

"Let's go."

The next day, after morning self-study, Xu Jinhuan went home for breakfast, then carried the weight of three years of junior high school on his back, and struggled downstairs to lead Song Zhiyu to school.

"Give me the bag."

When they got downstairs, Song Zhiyu saw him about to hang his schoolbag in front of him, so she offered to take it from him, saying, "I can carry it."

"Isn't that pressing down on my foot?"

Xu Jinhuan pursed his lips, pedaled his bicycle with difficulty, and rode her to school. "When you get to your new class, remember to chat with the girls in the class first, okay?"

"What, you won't let me interact with boys?"

Song Zhiyu snorted, "Why should I listen to you?"

"You're too pretty, and you're a transfer student, so you're likely to disrupt the existing class dynamics and be isolated by the girls. So, you should try to build good relationships with the girls first."

Xu Jinhuan ignored her sarcastic remarks. "As for boys, you can get along with them anytime. Girls can easily get along with boys as long as they don't act pretentious or fake."

"You talk like you know everything."

Song Zhiyu was still fuming. "Did you say these things to Chen Xingzhu as well?" "No."

Xu Jinhuan scoffed, "With her personality, it's no use talking to her."

"Yes, yes!"

Song Zhiyu's voice seemed to brighten up suddenly, "My personality is much better than Chen Xingzhu's. I'm not as introverted, withdrawn, or aloof as her. I'm lively, cute, and enthusiastic... right?"

"Stop being so narcissistic."

The junior high school is right next to the senior high school, with their gates facing the same street. Xu Jinhuan went in, parked his car, and then asked someone for directions to the junior high school building before leading Song Zhiyu there.

"Didn't you study here for three years?"

Song Zhiyu followed him side by side towards the teaching building, whispering, "He doesn't even know where the third year of junior high is..."

"They keep changing things, who knows?"

Xu Jinhuan complained, "So much nonsense... You carry the bag yourself."

"No, you carry it for me."

Song Zhiyu quickly moved away, and seeing that he didn't intend to force her to take the schoolbag, she smiled sweetly again: "Hehe, I knew you were the best, brother... You'll take me to the classroom later, otherwise I'll be scared by myself."

"Come on, are you scared?"

Xu Jinhuan didn't believe a single punctuation mark, and led her to the office, where they found Zhuang Cheng'an's sister, Zhuang Xiaomei.

Zhuang Xiaomei looked to be only in her early thirties, and her appearance and temperament were surprisingly good. Xu Jinhuan politely explained his purpose, and she was very enthusiastic. After exchanging a few pleasantries, she quickly led the brother and sister to the classroom.

"I won't go in; I'll just look at you from outside."

Xu Jinhuan stopped at the classroom door and watched Zhuang Xiaomei lead Song Zhiyu to the podium. "Everyone, please be quiet."

With just over a month until the high school entrance exam, the classroom for ninth graders was almost full of students, who all looked up quickly when they heard their homeroom teacher speak.

Today is Friday, so there's no need to wear a school uniform. Song Zhiyu herself doesn't have a school uniform either. She's wearing very common light-colored jeans and a white short-sleeved T-shirt. She stands prettily on the podium, and her pure and sweet appearance immediately attracts the attention of almost all the boys in the audience.

"Hello everyone, I'm Song Zhiyu. From now on, we'll be classmates. Please take good care of me."

After Zhuang Xiaomei's brief introduction, Song Zhiyu introduced herself in a generous and natural manner, "Time is precious, so I won't take up your study time. Welcome to be my friend."

The students below applauded in a very respectful manner. Zhuang Xiaomei arranged seats for them. Song Zhiyu walked down from the podium, glanced at Xu Jinhuan, and then went over to sit down.

Xu Jinhuan smiled at her, and after Zhuang Xiaomei came out of the classroom, he thanked her again before leaving.

"Xu Jinhuan, did you really make that game?"

Xu Jinhuan returned to the high school section and unexpectedly ran into Gu Siying, the girl who had tried to sell Chen Xingzhu's seat during the midterm exams, in front of the teaching building. There was another girl next to her.

Upon seeing Xu Jinhuan, Gu Siying greeted him as if they were very familiar with each other, "Did you make this yourself?"

Xu Jinhuan answered simply, "Yes."

Gu Siying then asked, "Can it make money?"

Xu Jinhuan said, "Not yet."

"Ok."

Gu Siying seemed a little disappointed, shook her head, and went upstairs to the second floor with another girl.

"buzzing"

At noon after school, Xu Jinhuan went to the bike shed as usual. As soon as he unlocked his bike, he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He took it out and saw that it was a call from Song Zhiyu.

Thinking something was wrong, he quickly answered the phone: "What's wrong?"

Song Zhiyu asked angrily, "Why aren't you replying to my messages?"

"You didn't send me a message."

Xu Jinhuan switched to WeChat and saw a "Cannot connect to network" notification. He quickly realized what was happening and said, "I guess I'm out of credit, that's why I didn't receive your message..."

"I thought you wanted to get rid of me."

Song Zhiyu snorted, "Where are you? I'm almost at the entrance of the high school."

"Okay, I got it, I'll be right there."

Xu Jinhuan sighed, hung up the phone, and rode his bicycle through the crowd to the school gate. From afar, he saw Song Zhiyu standing beside the gate.

Standing nearby were Chen Xingzhu and Zhou Wei, who seemed to be having a great time chatting and gesturing wildly.

(End of this chapter)