Rebirth Must Be Happy

"Is this the end?"

Tang Yuecheng wasn't feeling well and arrived a little late. Seeing the state of Xu Jinhuan's display table, and glancing at the side, she looked utterly dejected. "How are we supposed to win an award like this?"

Other schools complete these competition projects under the guidance of teachers, but Suicheng No. 1 Middle School is too poor compared to these schools, with a limited budget, and Xu Jinhuan was a student who was placed in the queue, so there was no teacher to guide him.

And the school teachers don't know how to provide guidance either!
If I were capable of creating a game that generates 200,000 to 300,000 yuan in advertising revenue per month, do you think I would still be stuck in this miserable job at school?

Therefore, Xu Jinhuan basically handled everything himself from beginning to end, while Tang Yuecheng came along mainly to act as a "team leader," helping Xu Jinhuan solve procedural and formality issues.

She really didn't know how to give guidance.

"Whether you win an award or not doesn't depend on that,"

Xu Jinhuan smiled and comforted her, "Besides, the school didn't require us to win any awards, so it's not a big deal."

Tang Yuecheng could only console herself with this thought.

With nothing else to do, Xu Jinhuan strolled around the venue again. By 10 a.m., when the booths were mostly set up, reporters quietly slipped in.

"It's CCTV!"

Xie Wanqing was very surprised. While the reporters were recording, she was also secretly filming them with her phone. "And Xinhua News Agency too!"

Before the competition officially started, there was a live online broadcast when the preliminary selection was held to determine the participants. Further back, there was the provincial competition, and some key events had already been noticed.

Today is the first day of the competition, and it's not open to the public yet, so only three reporters came: Xinhua, CCTV, and Ningxia Provincial TV.

All three reporters had specific targets in mind, and unfortunately, they were all near Xu Jinhuan's stall.

Both of Zhang Yuanzhe's projects were reported by CCTV, Xinyang, and Ningxia media, especially the photovoltaic one, which was clearly the focus.

On the left, the "Qinghai-Tibet Permafrost Monitoring Network" project is even more impressive. It was featured in an exclusive interview on Ningxia TV, where high-ranking leaders stood in front of the camera to speak, and it was to be featured on tonight's prime-time special program.

Xu Jinhuan and Xie Wanqing squatted to the side, completely mesmerized by what they saw!

I've never heard of so many amazing people among high school students before.

Besides the interviews, there were also documentaries, so Xu Jinhuan's booth wasn't completely ignored. All three reporters glanced at it as they passed by and asked, "What kind of competition is this, kid?"

After hearing Xu Jinhuan's answer, he exclaimed in surprise, "You can participate in games too?"

He left...he left...

gone! !
"There are only three media outlets today, and with hundreds of participating projects, it's impossible to interview everyone..."

Xie Wanqing, fearing that Xu Jinhuan would be discouraged, gently comforted her, "Once it opens tomorrow, there will be more reporters, and someone will definitely be able to interview you."

"It doesn't matter, I don't care about this."

Xu Jinhuan yawned. "I'm going to lie down and take a nap. Call me if you need anything, sister."

Xie Wanqing asked curiously, "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

"I'm actually doing alright."

Xu Jinhuan yawned again, "The main problem is that I haven't recovered from the fatigue in the car. Wu Yifan snores while sleeping, and Zhang Yuanzhe and Hu Xiaoyang were both very disturbed by it, but I guess they were too sleepy and didn't hear it at other times except in the morning."

"That's good."

Xie Wanqing nodded, "Then you should get some sleep."

Xu Jinhuan took a nap, and when he woke up, all three media outlets had disappeared. Zhang Yuanzhe walked over and said with a smile, "I really envy you. You still have time to sleep."

Xu Jinhuan knew he was trying to show off, and laughed, "I'd like to be interviewed by CCTV and Xinhua News Agency, but they don't really want to talk to me."

"I was lucky too."

Zhang Yuanzhe said modestly, "I mainly benefited from the topic selection. After all, photovoltaics and new energy have been quite popular in the past two years. You're making games, and you just happened to be stepping on a landmine."

As he was talking to Xu Jinhuan, he couldn't help but glance at Xie Wanqing beside him and asked in a low voice, "Is she a teacher at your school? She's so young?"

Xie Wanqing naturally heard this, and shifted her gaze from the low-temperature experimental chamber for "permafrost testing" next to her, smiling gently, "I am his assistant."

What the heck is an assistant?
Zhang Yuanzhe looked a little bewildered and turned to look at Xu Jinhuan.

"Mr. Xu registered a company, and I am now an employee of the company."

Xie Wanqing pointed to a report on the display shelf next to her, which included data from yesterday's Sina News report, stating that "daily advertising revenue is over $1000, equivalent to about 7000 RMB, and monthly income exceeds 20 RMB." —In reality, outsiders have no way of accurately assessing advertising revenue; this figure was exaggerated by NGO media based on the Chronicle, and then cited by domestic media.

Surprisingly, it turned out to be a lucky accident!
Zhang Yuanzhe had never paid any attention to Xu Jinhuan's competition project before; it was just a game, so naturally he hadn't even seen the items on the display stand. Only now, after glancing at them, did he exclaim in surprise, "7000 a day?"

He looked at Xu Jinhuan in disbelief: "Really?"

"Not so accurate, the numbers have errors."

Xu Jinhuan smiled and shrugged. Just as Zhang Yuanzhe breathed a sigh of relief, he heard Xu Jinhuan calmly say, "Now it's more than eight thousand a day."

???

Zhang Yuanzhe's eyes widened, thinking he had misheard: "Huh?"

Xu Jinhuan took out his phone and showed the other party the backend data. "This is Apple's, yesterday's advertising revenue was 6469, this is Google's, yesterday's advertising revenue was 2986... Oh, then I misspoke."

Xu Jinhuan did the math, "Now it's over nine thousand a day."

Zhang Yuanzhe: "..."

A student nearby heard Zhang Yuanzhe's voice, curiously came over to take a look, and asked, "What, more than nine thousand?"

"He He……"

Zhang Yuanzhe looked at the other person, stammered twice, and then said, "His game charges more than nine thousand a day for advertising..."

"what?"

The curious person who came over was Shao Yihong, the captain of the "Qinghai-Tibet Permafrost Testing" team. He had met Xu Jinhuan yesterday and knew that he was making a game, but he didn't expect it to be so profitable. He came over and asked, "One day or one month?"

Zhang Yuanzhe didn't say anything, but simply showed the other person his phone and explained, "One Apple copy, one Google copy, a total of 9455..."

"one day?"

Shao Yihong couldn't help but ask again.

He comes from the High School Affiliated to Qinghai Normal University. His father is a maintenance worker on the Qinghai-Tibet Highway, which is why he is doing "Qinghai-Tibet permafrost testing". Their project won the provincial championship and was just reported by three media outlets. He was feeling very proud of himself when he heard this news.

His father maintained the Qinghai-Tibet Highway, which is the Qinghai-Tibet Highway. He worked hard in wind, frost, snow and rain for a month, and his basic salary was only a little over 1400 yuan. Even with subsidies, he only earned 1824 yuan a month!

Xu Jinhuan's game earned more in a single day from advertising than his father earned in four months of hard work...

This made him feel as if his Daoist heart had been shattered.

"Wow? That's so profitable!"

Two other students from the permafrost project also came over. Li Zhuoma, who was in charge of the sensors, was also surprised. She was a left-behind child in the pastoral area and was shocked to hear about such a high income.

"Games are so profitable?"

Wang Zhenyu, who was in charge of the algorithm structure, came from the best-off family among the three members of the team; his father was an engineer. Yet, he was equally incredulous and asked, "Is game development difficult?"

“Developing the game itself isn’t difficult, but making a game doesn’t guarantee making money. I was just lucky.”

The three people in front of him were the future director of the Frozen Soil Laboratory of the Northwest Institute of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, the chief consultant for frozen soil monitoring of the Sichuan-Tibet Railway, and the director of Huawei's Plateau Technology Laboratory. Although Xu Jinhuan did not know about this, he was afraid of leading these three pillars of society astray in the future, so he quickly explained to them so that they would not think that making games was so easy to make money.

Of course, if they are following him, then in his definition it certainly wouldn't be considered leading them astray, otherwise why would he need to disclose his income?

The students who come to participate are basically people who have achieved some success in their respective fields, or who are very talented. How could they not be a little proud?
You can't just add someone as a friend and fool them away; you definitely need to demonstrate your abilities first.

He can't compete with talent or genuine innovation, but he excels at making money through rebirth!

That is his greatest advantage.

As for influencing the fate of these gifted individuals, Xu Jinhuan had no psychological burden whatsoever. Firstly, China is not lacking in talented people. Even if he managed to fool all the members of the 2012 Innovation Competition, wouldn't there still be talents in 13, 14, and 15?
Secondly, without competition to recruit talent, how can the value of "master craftsmen" be realized? How can those who are well-fed and clothed themselves, yet sing praises of hardship and make others suffer, share even a little bit of their earnings with these hardworking people?
Just like that "Mediterranean" guy on the train, if you obediently changed berths, would the other person be grateful?
No, he'll just take it for granted and think it's the treatment he deserves.

I bother!

Fuck you!

"buzzing"

"buzzing"

Just as Xu Jinhuan was plotting how to deceive people, Xie Wanqing's phone suddenly rang. She answered the call, her expression quickly changed, and after hurriedly hanging up, she said to Xu Jinhuan, "Teacher Tang went to the hospital and said she might need to be hospitalized. I'm going to check on her..." (End of Chapter)