Who gets reborn with a daughter?

"Hello, three senior sisters, my name is Fang Chusheng."

Fang Chusheng replied politely.

"Fang...Chu Sheng?"

Li Chun spoke softly, a hint of doubt on her face.

Ma Xinyan and Yu Jiarong were also puzzled by the name "Chusheng".

"The Chu of Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu, and the Sheng of life forced by circumstances."

Fang Chusheng was already used to it; his name would always bother him when he was in a new environment.

"I need to change my name as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too troublesome later."

He pondered to himself, deciding to change his name and start afresh.

"Junior Fang, how much do you know about websites?"

To avoid an awkward situation, Yu Jiarong changed the subject.

"I don't know much about it. I know a little JavaScript and JSP, and I'm used to using MySQL for databases."

Fang Chusheng boasted a little, saying that these languages ​​were what he had learned in college in his previous life, and that he also knew some C++, C#, and VB.

Of course, he had forgotten most of the knowledge, after all, he had focused on writing online novels in his previous life, so how could he know how to program?

"Junior, aren't you a freshman? Did you take any training courses or anything during the summer vacation?"

Li Chun was somewhat surprised.

"I haven't attended any training courses. I just read some books on my own during the summer vacation. I can write basic web page layouts, buttons, and so on. I can also do CRUD operations on databases."

Fang Chusheng nodded. This is the foundation of programming; most websites use this foundation.

If you're making a game, then you need to consider more complex things like algorithm optimization and modeling.

Of course, complexity is relative. In the future, with ChatGPT, even simple programs won't need to be written by humans.

If Fang Chusheng hadn't written the novel in his previous life, his ending would have been the same as his college classmates: becoming a programmer and doing manual labor after graduation.

"Not bad, junior! Our website needs someone like you!"

Ma Xinyan patted Fang Chusheng on the shoulder.

"Junior, you're not going to give that milk tea to Yan Yan, are you?"

Yu Jiarong noticed the milk tea in Fang Chusheng's hand.

"Um...yes, I didn't expect three senior students to come and greet me. I should have bought two more drinks."

Fang Chusheng felt somewhat embarrassed.

"It's okay, I don't drink milk tea either."

Ma Xinyan waved her hand.

"Neither Chun Chun nor I drink it; we need to lose weight~"

As Yu Jiarong spoke, she pinched Li Chun's stomach.

"Awoo!"

Li Chun pretended to be fierce and playfully wrestled with Yu Jiarong.

Fang Chusheng breathed a sigh of relief; he should have known better than to buy the milk tea.

"Junior, which shop in the flower-scented area sells your milk tea?"

Ma Xinyan suddenly asked.

"Yeah, what's wrong, senior?"

"It's nothing, it's just that our website wanted to advertise with that milk tea shop, but the owner didn't agree."

"Oh, I heard that bubble tea shop is going to be sublet."

"Really? Hopefully, the next boss will agree to advertise it."

Ma Xinyan looked in the direction of the Flower Fragrance Milk Tea Shop.

"I hope so..."

If Fang Chusheng rented that milk tea shop, he could help promote the website.

"The other two freshmen are so slow."

Yu Jiarong said with a hint of helplessness.

Fang Chusheng thought that Ma Xinyan had only invited him, but he didn't expect there to be other people. No wonder three senior students came together.

Five minutes later, a tall boy appeared. "Hello, seniors, my name is Fu Mingze, and I'm from Northeast China."

Fang Chusheng was surprised to be mistaken for a senior student, so he handed over the milk tea and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Thank you, senior."

Fu Mingze was somewhat flattered.

"They've arrived, let's go."

Ma Xinyan put away her phone.

"Yan Yan, isn't there another freshman?"

Li Chun asked.

"That freshman said he couldn't come because of something."

Ma Xinyan said casually.

She knew the nature of freshmen; pigeons were their essence.

Led by her, the group entered Fred Plaza and arrived at a hot pot restaurant called "Spicy and Fresh".

Before the start of the school term, Fred Plaza was relatively quiet, with only four or five tables of people eating at the hot pot restaurant.

Ma Xinyan didn't linger outside and led everyone to the private room.

The private room was quite crowded. One of the girls, a tall one, stood up and said, "Xinyan, you engineering students are so slow! Weren't there supposed to be three freshmen?"

"They skipped it, didn't your electronics department say there were four? Only two showed up?"

Ma Xinyan looked around and said.

"Yes, it's too difficult."

The tall girl helplessly shrugged.

"Fang Chusheng?!"

Suddenly, a gasp came from the seated crowd.

Fang Chusheng looked in the direction of the sound and froze on the spot. He never expected to run into Tang Cheng here.

"You two know each other?"

Li Chun asked.

"We are from the same hometown."

Tang Cheng explained.

"Hello fellow villagers, please don't stand, make yourself at home."

The tall girl invited everyone to take their seats.

Fang Chusheng looked around. There were eleven people in total: three girls and two boys from the School of Science and Engineering, and four girls and two boys from the School of Electronic Science and Technology.

"You didn't call me that before, did you?"

Tang Cheng asked Fang Chusheng in a low voice.

"Yes, what a coincidence! We'll have to help each other out in the future."

Fang Chusheng said politely.

Although their majors are different, there is some overlap.

"That's for sure."

Tang Cheng felt he had found kindred spirits.

"Please be quiet, everyone. You're all here because you're interested in the website. My name is Ma Xinyan, and I'm currently working on a website called 'Encyclopedia of Everything,' which has already received approval from the school..."

As Ma Xinyan spoke, she sent the website to the newcomer via QQ.

Fang Chusheng opened the browser. He thought that Wanwu Baike was a website similar to an encyclopedia, but he didn't expect it to be the "official website" of the University of Science and Technology of China and the University of Electronic Science and Technology of China.

In his view, the website was completely unintentional, simply copying various materials from two universities. Although it had a forum, there were almost no posts.

"Next, let's welcome the new members. The old members, please introduce yourselves first. Song Jia, you can go first."

Ma Xinyan looked at the tall girl.

"Hello everyone, my name is Song Jia. I hope we can get to know each other in the future."

Song Jia didn't say as much as Ma Xinyan.

After the senior students finished their introductions, it was soon time for the new students to take their turn.

The moment Fang Chusheng announced his name, He Renjie, a third-year student from the Department of Electronic Technology, muttered under his breath, "Someone actually called himself a beast."

The moment those words were spoken, the atmosphere in the private room became instantly awkward.

Fang Chusheng, unafraid of trouble, was about to speak when Ma Xinyan slammed her hand on the table and shouted, "He Renjie, do you want a beating?"

"I..." He Renjie was a little embarrassed and looked at Fang Chusheng, saying, "Junior Brother Fang, I'm sorry, please don't take it to heart."

"fine."

Fang Chusheng remained calm, but his desire to change his name grew increasingly heavy.

This farce didn't leave much of an impression on people.

With all the dishes served, the members of the Wanwu Encyclopedia website had their first get-together.

Ma Xinyan and the others did not discuss website content or operations; the main purpose of today's dinner was to get to know each other.

During this time, Fang Chusheng discovered some interesting things.

For example, He Renjie seems to like Song Jia, but Song Jia completely ignores He Renjie.

Li Chun and Yu Jiarong would feed each other, even if the food was already half-eaten, just like a romantic gesture between lovers.