Rebirth: My Home Has Become a Gathering Place for Young Women with a "Crazy" Spirit

Upon receiving the money, Brother Qiao waved his hand, signaling his men who were blocking Huang Ziqiang's way to move aside.

"Let's go. Next time, keep a close eye on your friend. Coming here costs money."

Qin Lang did not respond. He walked over and helped Huang Ziqiang, who was still trembling, up, and walked out of the room without looking back.

Only after leaving the Royal Dragon Hot Spring did Huang Ziqiang stammer, his voice trembling with tears, "Brother Lang... I'm sorry... I've caused you trouble..."

Qin Lang patted him on the shoulder, sighed, and said, "Alright, stop talking nonsense. Go back and think it over carefully, and try to avoid places like this in the future."

Huang Ziqiang nodded frantically, then looked at Qin Lang with a face full of shame: "Brother Lang, I can't pay back that money for a while, but don't worry, I'll definitely pay you back when I've saved enough."

Qin Lang looked at the unlucky kid with a helpless expression. This kid could only save 1,300 yuan in half a year. How long would it take to save 30,000 yuan?

"Did you learn how to shoot short videos and operate a website, as I told you last time?" Qin Lang didn't directly mention repaying the money.

"I've learned it. I've been studying this stuff every day for the past few days," Huang Ziqiang said earnestly.

"Alright, come to my place in a few days. I'll find you a girl, and you can help me film a video to see how good your skills are. If it's good, you can use that to pay off the debt." Qin Lang said as he walked, pondering what kind of script to arrange for Su Yue.

Huang Ziqiang: "Okay, I'll go back and study harder... Um, Brother Lang, what kind of film are we making? We can't do anything illegal..."

Qin Lang hailed two taxis, one to take Huang Ziqiang to school and the other to take him home.

In the back seat of the taxi, Qin Lang leaned back with his eyes closed. The alcohol had not been completely metabolized, and a heavy sense of fatigue washed over him.

Just then, my phone rang; it was a WeChat message from someone.

Qin Lang raised an eyebrow when he took out his phone; it was Su Yue.

Su Yue: "Brother Lang, I heard from Xu Han that you went out on business. Are you done? Do you need any help? I know a few people in the underworld."

Qin Lang glanced at the message and was surprised that the girl was so loyal. He felt a warmth in his heart and replied to her.

Qin Lang: "It's been resolved. We're on our way back."

After a half-minute pause, the phone notification sound suddenly rang again.

Su Yue: "Brother Lang, there's something I've been wanting to tell you lately, and I just can't hold it in any longer today, so I have to tell you."

Qin Lang glanced at the screen, a slight smirk playing on his lips. "Speak," he said, "what is it?"

Su Yue: "Brother Lang, I like you, really. I've never felt this way about a boy before."

"How...do you feel about me?"

Qin Lang: "I'm not considering dating for the time being."

Su Yue: "Brother Lang, is that why you said that? Do you not like me?"

"What if it were Xu Han? If Xu Han asked you the same question, would you refuse?"

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Upon seeing this question, Qin Lang paused, because he suddenly realized that it was still uncertain whether he and Xu Han had actually...

Su Yue: "Brother Lang, you don't need to reply. Just pretend I didn't say anything."

Three seconds later, another message came through: "Brother Lang, let me tell you a secret. Actually, Xu Han has never been... charged by anyone."

Ok?

Unexpectedly, Xu Han is actually a...

If they really had any real interaction in the afternoon, there should have been marks on the sheets.

So, it was all a waste of... essence...

Back home, all was quiet. If it weren't for the three pairs of women's shoes still by the door, Qin Lang would have thought that Xu Han and the other two had already left.

I glanced at the second bedroom over there, but there was no sound; perhaps they were already asleep.

Qin Lang didn't pay attention. He returned to his bedroom and deliberately lifted the blanket to take another look. There were no marks on the sheets.

Only then did I feel relieved, but a trace of disappointment still lingered in my heart.

Qin Lang shook his head, sat down at the computer, and clicked the mouse to open his Bilibili account backend. When he saw the latest data, the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned upwards.

The latest episode of "The Shrimp Cultivation Legend: Starting as a Furnace" has been updated to episode 20. The latest episode was released this morning before I went to talk to Qian Hao about cooperation. In just twelve hours, the total number of views across the network has exceeded ten million, and the data is still rising rapidly. The barrage of comments fills the screen.

The comments section was even more lively:

"I can't take it anymore! This episode made my stomach hurt from laughing so much, Shrimp, you're responsible!"

"Please update! Update! UP, please release episode 21 soon, I can't wait!"

"I've been watching since the first episode, and there hasn't been a single dull moment, but I'm almost laughing myself to death. A reward is definitely in order!"

"The character of Shrimp is amazing! It's silly yet heartwarming. You should watch it when you're in a good mood; it'll make you laugh out loud. And you should watch it even more when you're in a bad mood; it'll instantly cheer you up!"

In the beginning, Qin Lang would read the comments for a while each day and sometimes even reply with a few words.

But he only ever replies with positive reviews.

In his view, since it's the same as replying anyway, why not give the time to those who give positive reviews?

However, later on, Qin Lang rarely replied to the positive reviews anymore; there were just too many for him to read.

Qin Lang glanced at the earnings again; the donations for this episode alone had already exceeded 20,000.

The total earnings have exceeded 200,000. After deducting the 8,000 yuan that was withdrawn previously and the portion that cannot be withdrawn temporarily, the amount that can be withdrawn now is 195654 yuan.

Fifty thousand yuan might not be much to those big internet celebrities and bloggers, but for Qin Lang, this money is extremely important, since he only has three hundred yuan left in his account.

Withdrawal...waiting for funds to arrive.

Qin Lang wrote two more chapters of his fantasy novel, "The Undying Yuan Zun," which was being serialized on a certain website, before going to bed.

……

The next morning, while Qin Lang was still asleep, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open with a "bang".

"Brother Lang, Brother Lang! Wake up, something's happened!" Su Yue rushed in, holding her phone, her face showing signs of utter despair.

"What happened?" Qin Lang asked groggily as he opened his eyes.

He finished writing 4,000 words yesterday, and it was already 2 a.m. He felt like he had just fallen asleep when this girl woke him up.

"Brother Lang, why did you delete me from your WeChat friends list? Or did you block me?" Su Yue was on the verge of tears, feeling wronged.

"No, we were chatting on WeChat last night..." Qin Lang was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"Just delete it and add it back, that's all. You disturbed people's sleep so early in the morning just because of this?" Xu Han walked in with a cold face and reprimanded Su Yue mercilessly, but a trace of barely perceptible panic flashed in her eyes.

However, Qin Lang accurately caught the unusual look in Xu Han's eyes. He couldn't help but wonder: What's wrong with Xu Han?

"No. There's something even more important." She looked at Qin Lang and said, "Brother Lang, your silly animated videos have been plagiarized!"