It's just The Sims, how did it become my ideal love story?

Chapter 107 Riding the Spring Breeze (Seeking Votes!)
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Three lines of question marks were sent in a row.

It's clear that this woman was quite angry when Gu Huai rejected her voice call invitation immediately.

Why didn't you answer?

The voice messages they sent were all full of resentment.

Gu Huai replied irritably: 【Why are you calling in the middle of the night? My rented apartment isn't soundproof. What if they come downstairs and cause trouble?】

"Is your house made of paper? Just keep your voice down."

I don't have any stories to tell you either. I'm not Zheng Yuanjie; I don't have that many bedtime fairy tales.

"Then you can talk about your high school days. I'm quite curious about your high school experiences."

What are you curious about?
Curious about how unremarkable your high school was? How about I read you your timetable?

There's nothing to be curious about; it's not much different from when I was in college.

Gu Huai told her the basic facts in one sentence.

Most boring people are equally boring, but wonderful lives are wonderful in their own unique ways.

But that only applies to a small number of people.

"I don't believe it. By the way, aren't you tired of typing all the time?"

【I'm used to it, it's okay. I was wondering why you keep sending voice messages, is typing that tiring?】

"You must be unfamiliar with Pinyin, so you usually use handwriting input, right?" Gu Huai thought darkly.

"I just got my nails done, so it's inconvenient for me to type."

Oh, I thought you couldn't type.

"I'm warning you, be polite to me, I'm the one doing the live stream tomorrow."

But I really don't have any stories to tell, and I'm very sleepy.

Although Xu Wenxi is indeed the kind of person who is quite interesting to talk to, and considering her appearance, I don't feel impatient or disgusted by her, I really can't stand it anymore.

"I think you just dislike me. When you chat with me, it's always like there's something wrong, and we can't talk for more than a few words."

In fact, Gu Huai thought that the two of them really didn't seem to have anything to talk about. Their lives and professions were too different, and their salary levels were worlds apart. What was there to talk about?

dream?
Literature?
philosophy?

Gu Huai didn't really understand those things either.

I thought I had a rich inner world, but when it came time to express it, I found myself pitifully lacking in vocabulary.

[No, it's not that. The thing is, it's this late, even if you're not sleepy, I am. I suggest you watch a couple of episodes of high school teachers' teaching videos; that should help you fall asleep.]

"Alright, alright, I won't force you. We'll meet tomorrow anyway."

Okay, go to sleep early. Thanks again for your help.

Although I had a lot of complaints in my heart, I still had to be polite. What if I really angered them and they just quit?
Gu Huai still couldn't bear the consequences, since the plan had already been submitted.

"It's too late to be polite now. You'd better think about how to please me tomorrow."

The conversation has finally come to an end.

Gu Huai thought to himself, "Why should I flatter you? Giving you two likes on your videos is enough."

joke.

The meals that should be treated should still be treated, and the money that should be given should still be given. Of course, as for commissions and such, that's a matter for later.

Gu Huai also came up with a solution: if he couldn't sleep, he could watch instructional videos. Anyway, he still had a placement exam to prepare for, so it was a win-win situation.

The effect is remarkable.

They felt like they hadn't even really immersed themselves in the ocean of knowledge before they fell asleep.

When Gu Huai woke up in the morning, he didn't feel particularly tired from staying up all night; he was full of energy. After quickly getting ready, he left the house somewhat hastily.

Today is another bright and sunny day. The autumn air is crisp and refreshing, and the autumn breeze doesn't feel hot at all. Instead, it feels like a rare and vibrant energy.

I had no vitality during my youth, and it's only now that I'm almost thirty that I realize how lacking I am.

Upon arriving at the company, Old Lin, the NPC who regularly appears smoking in the flowerbed downstairs, was spotted. Seeing Gu Huai approach, Old Lin immediately pulled out his cigarette case. "Want one before you go up?"

Gu Huai didn't take it this time, but shook his head, "I'm a bit busy today, so I won't smoke. I might need your help later."

Upon hearing this, Old Lin immediately extinguished his cigarette, still puffing out smoke, and spoke.

"Since you've said that, what else is there to say? Let's go."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

"We're brothers, no need to be polite, let's go."

On our way upstairs to clock in and head to the second group's studio, we ran into an old acquaintance who was chatting and laughing with his new colleagues.

To be honest, Gu Huai had no intention of showing off; he had been highly tense on the bus.

But it's clear that someone else is holding a grudge.

Zhong Xinyang noticed Gu Huai immediately, probably because his hostile aura was too obvious.

Gu Huai himself might not realize it, but in Zhong Xinyang's eyes now, he was simply too glaring. What was he like before? Listless, like a zombie, going to work every day without enough sleep, sporting dark circles under his eyes, and utterly devoid of any positive energy.

And what about Gu Huai now?
He was dressed neatly, head held high, chest out, his already tall figure even more upright. And because of the increased stats, his physique even appeared somewhat aesthetically pleasing.

Not to mention the high spirits on his face, his serious and composed demeanor—anyone who didn't know better would think he was about to give an important speech at a United Nations conference!
Although the lessons Gu Huai had taught him were still fresh in his mind, and he couldn't forget the times he had suffered setbacks, his perfect integration over the past few days and the enthusiasm of his new colleagues had gradually restored his confidence.

He certainly knew what was going on with Gu Huai today. After all, Zhong Xinyang had some connections and paid close attention to Gu Huai, constantly hoping something would happen to him. Unfortunately, all the news that kept coming in was 'bad news,' which made him very unhappy.

He certainly didn't want Gu Huai to achieve great success today and embark on a smooth road to prosperity.

But right now, I can only stay put and can't do anything.

Seeing that Gu Huai didn't even notice him and walked past so easily and steadily, Zhong Xinyang couldn't help but grit his teeth and mutter something behind his back.

"What a load of rubbish! You really think you're so capable? Let's see how you show your true colors."

Gu Huai, who had already clocked in, was planning to immediately go to Group Two and get to work.

You could have simply ignored such gossip and let it go in one ear and out the other, since these words couldn't actually hurt you.

But Gu Huai thought about it.

If someone hopes for your failure and can't stand to see you succeed, then what reason do you have to let them live a life that is as you wish?
The man, who hadn't even noticed the shift in his way of thinking, stopped in his tracks.

Old Lin, of course, noticed it and heard Zhong Xinyang's sarcastic remarks. He was used to being a peacemaker, so his first reaction was naturally to pull Gu Huai, who seemed a bit strange, so as not to cause any unnecessary trouble for him.

However, Gu Huai acted even faster.

He stopped and turned around, blocking Zhong Xinyang's path before he could walk out of the corridor.

It not only blocked Zhong Xinyang, but also several colleagues from Group A.

Those unfamiliar with Gu Huai looked at the man who had suddenly returned with some confusion and bewilderment.

Zhong Xinyang, however, believed he had fully recovered and regained his confidence. Only now did he realize that when this man appeared before him, staring at him coldly and directly...

Those humiliating moments resurfaced in his mind.

He didn't even feel annoyed, but rather a vague sense of fear.

He quickly tried to show that he was not at a disadvantage, but Gu Huai did not give him a chance to speak.

He said it with a cold smile.

"Want to see me fail? But even if I don't succeed, it won't change the fact that you're trash."

"you!"

"Besides, the results aren't out yet, right?"

"Gu Huai, you!" Zhong Xinyang gritted his teeth instantly. He immediately wanted to curse this man viciously and tell him not to dream of success. A person like him was destined to achieve nothing.

However, Gu Huai did not give the other party that chance.

He's realized now that the one who says the harshest things first gets the happiest.

"I hope you'll follow along the whole time and see how I disappoint you."

After saying that, Gu Huai left without waiting for Zhong Xinyang's reply.

The slightly fluttering hem of his coat seemed unable to keep up with his high spirits.

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(End of this chapter)