Is not being able to do as you please also called rebirth?

Chapter 134 Gentle Senior's Heart Flutters
[Are you there, beautiful senior?]

Jiang Xun took out his phone and sent a message to Song Ziyan.

It's often said that 'If you're there, you'll start with a Joker,' but that doesn't seem to apply to people with top-tier character models.

Not here!

Sure enough, just seconds after Jiang Xun sent his message, Song Ziyan replied, and then immediately sent another message—

[She disappeared as soon as the holiday started, and only remembered me when the holiday ended? (Angry)]

Jiang Xun: [Isn't this because I didn't want to disturb my senior and her boyfriend's time together? (innocent)]

Song Ziyan: [Boyfriend? What kind of creature is that? Can you eat it? (Question)]

Jiang Xun: [Sure, you can eat it! If you haven't tried it before, senior, I can be your boyfriend for a day and let you try it (winking)]

Song Ziyan: [You pervert! You big lecher! How dare you talk to your counselor like that? (Knocks on the head)]

Jiang Xun and Song Ziyan exchanged a few jokes before getting down to business.

Although Song Ziyan said she wouldn't help, she actually started putting on makeup and getting ready to leave while she was still replying to messages, afraid that Jiang Xun would wait too long.

Her roommates all stared at her in surprise. From the moment she started chatting with someone on QQ, she had been grinning like an idiot. Now she was suddenly changing clothes and putting on makeup, which was clearly abnormal.

"Yan Yan, are you going on a date?" Song Ziyan's roommates surrounded her as she put on makeup, all of them very curious. Could it be that Song Ziyan, who had been single for three years, was finally getting romantic?

"Oh no, I just went out to take care of some things." Song Ziyan's cheeks flushed slightly as she applied lipstick and denied it, but her shy appearance made it obvious to anyone that she was in love.

"Get something done? Don't let anyone do it to you." Wei Huan, the dorm's eldest sister, poked Song Ziyan's head and said with a mischievous grin.

"That's right, that's right. You've kept your 'red pill' for twenty years, don't let anyone take it away so easily." The other two roommates chimed in with their jokes.

Song Ziyan blushed deeply at their words and said, embarrassed and annoyed, "What are you talking about? I just went to help my students with some things."

"Ah! Your student? A freshman?" Wei Huan and the other two exclaimed in surprise. "Wow, Song Ziyan, I didn't expect you to be so cunning, actually going after a freshman. You're like an old cow eating young grass."

Now Song Ziyan's pretty cheeks turned completely red. She stomped her foot and said, "I'm too lazy to chat with you guys. I won't be having dinner with you guys later."

Wei Huan chuckled, "I know, I know, go enjoy your junior's tender grass, don't worry about us."

She deliberately emphasized the word "tender grass," making Song Ziyan feel ashamed and indignant.

After finally finishing her makeup amidst the teasing of her roommates, she changed into a newly bought white dress, truly a gentle and kind senior.

"Tsk tsk, you're dressed like that to make your junior completely fall into your arms," ​​Wei Huan and the other two couldn't help but tease Song Ziyan. However, they were also somewhat relieved to see that Song Ziyan had finally figured it out.

When Song Ziyan was being pursued by a senior from the law school, they actually hoped that she would say yes, but at that time Song Ziyan insisted that she had no feelings for him, which made them worry for her for a long time.

Song Ziyan didn't have time to pay attention to them. She said, "I'll bring you some late-night snacks tonight," and quickly left with her small bag.

When she arrived at the place she had arranged to meet Jiang Xun, she saw a clean-cut young man in a white shirt and blue jeans standing under a ginkgo tree.
His handsome and tall appearance, coupled with his clean and composed demeanor, made her heart skip a beat.

She took a deep breath and slowed her pace as she walked over.

The moment Jiang Xun saw Song Ziyan, his eyes lit up.

Her long, black hair was casually draped behind her head, her gentle and delicate face was lightly made up, and she wore a white, fitted long dress, as gentle as a begonia flower blooming for the first time under the warm autumn sun.

"Why are you looking at me? Don't you recognize me?" Song Ziyan rolled her eyes at Jiang Xun and reached out to smooth a strand of hair at her temple.

"Senior, you've gone a bit too far," Jiang Xun said with a deliberately sighed tone.

"How did I go too far?" Song Ziyan was a little uneasy. Could it be that she had taken too long to get ready and made Jiang Xun impatient?
"It's a little too beautiful," Jiang Xun said with a light laugh.

Song Ziyan took a deep breath, then clenched her fists and was about to punch Jiang Xun, but Jiang Xun easily dodged it.

The two walked out of the Peking University campus, playfully bickering. Some students noticed them on the way and even secretly took out their phones to take pictures, but they seemed completely unconcerned.

In one afternoon, Song Ziyan took Jiang Xun to several departments to complete all the necessary procedures, including ICP filing, ICP license, publication business license, and internet culture business license.

Jiang Xun was fine after the trip, but Song Ziyan, with her small frame, was exhausted.

Jiang Xun took her to a high-end massage parlor in Beijing, found her a skilled female masseuse to give her a good massage, and then treated her to a lavish meal.

It was almost 10 p.m. when Song Ziyan returned to her dorm with the late-night snacks Jiang Xun had bought for them.

"Wow, you've finally decided to come back." As soon as she entered the door, Wei Huan and the other two surrounded her and started touching Song Ziyan all over.

"Hey! What are you doing!" Song Ziyan blushed and tried to dodge, but the three women still pinned her down in a corner and started groping her.

"You took your clothes off?" Wei Huan looked at Song Ziyan with suspicion. "Did you take a shower?" Another girl also looked at her strangely.

"But there were no marks left on his body." The last girl shook her head in confusion.

"What tricks did you play? Tell us the truth!" the three girls shouted at the same time.

Song Ziyan was completely overwhelmed by their interrogation and had no choice but to tell them everything that had happened that afternoon.

"That's it?" Wei Huan and the other two were very disappointed, looking at Song Ziyan with a hint of exasperation. "Silly woman, can't you be a little more proactive? Just go and kiss him! He wouldn't have pushed you away, would he?"

“The junior is probably more innocent and shy. Even if he wants it, he probably won’t dare to take the initiative. As the senior, you have to take the initiative.”

"Exactly, just push him down and make him obediently call you 'sister'."

Her roommates' chatter made Song Ziyan blush with embarrassment.

In her heart, she thought, "That bastard Jiang Xun has more than one girlfriend. It's no wonder he's shy."

At this moment, he couldn't help but sigh. He knew perfectly well that the man had girlfriends, and more than one, so why couldn't he control himself from getting closer to him?

But it would be a shame to miss out on a guy you finally meet and have feelings for.

If he only had one girlfriend, I definitely wouldn't have any other thoughts, but since he has more than one, having one more seems...

Bah! Song Ziyan wanted to slap herself for having such a shameless thought.

It seems I've become a bit obsessed. If that bastard Jiang Xun contacts me again and I go out with him again, I'll be a pig!
Drop drop!
Just then, her QQ phone rang. Song Ziyan glanced at her three roommates who were already gathered together eating a late-night snack, and secretly opened the message.

Jiang Xun: [Thank you so much for troubling me today, senior. I'd like to go to the club recruitment event after class tomorrow. Would you like to come along?]

Song Ziyan's heart pounded wildly, like a mischievous little deer. She glanced furtively at her three roommates, then quickly typed:

It's not impossible for me to go with you, just call me "sister" and let me hear it.

After typing, her cheeks flushed red as she placed the phone against her chest, her heart pounding in her throat.

I'm really becoming more and more outrageous. As a counselor, what am I even saying to my students?

The next moment, her phone vibrated. Song Ziyan couldn't wait to open it, then bit her lower lip and revealed a shy smile, her eyes becoming moist.

Jiang Xun: [Sister, dear sister, beautiful, kind, gentle, and lovely sister (cute) (cute)]

Song Ziyan subconsciously pictured Jiang Xun's handsome face, imagining him calling her "sister" to her face, and she felt completely melted.

Jiang Xun chatted with Song Ziyan for a while, then turned back to continue working on his website. Chen Dapeng and the other two looked at it curiously and realized that he was actually preparing to start his own novel website.

"Old Jiang, does anyone think they can write novels on your website?"

"Do you get paid to write novels on this website?"

How do you plan to promote your novel website?

Can this website make money?

The three of them started asking questions one after another, full of curiosity about Jiang Xun's website.

They weren't complete novices; they knew that setting up a website wasn't difficult, but making a website successful was extremely challenging, especially a novel website that relied solely on its content.

Jiang Xun didn't intend to hide anything from them and directly explained his general plan.

"I have a batch of outlines in my hand, which I have come up with myself after a long time. If I write according to these outlines, even if it doesn't become a huge hit, it can at least become a high-quality novel."

"Now all we need is a group of ghostwriters whose writing skills and plots are up to par to write them. I will pay these people a basic salary, so they are like my employees."

"Another option is freelance writers, who can sign revenue-sharing contracts with websites. I manage the copyright, they create their own content, and I help them promote it. This is the current operating model of those novel websites."

"As for how to promote it, you will naturally find out in a while."

Jiang Xun deliberately kept everyone in suspense, not because he didn't want to tell, but because things were still far from certain, and there was no point in saying anything.

He was actually waiting for Zhang Yiming, but according to the timeline of later generations, Zhang Yiming would not establish ByteDance until March of 2012, so there were still four or five months to go.

He had considered starting his own ByteDance, but firstly, he didn't have the resources and connections, and secondly, he really didn't want to struggle to start his own business.

Wouldn't it be better to use that time to socialize with more beautiful women and enjoy life more?

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(End of this chapter)