MyGO? The string value monster craves the band girl!

Wakaba Mutsu took out the pencil case and exercise book from his schoolbag.

"Wei Jun is a college student, so it's easy, right?"

"Although I do remember things from high school, it is definitely a wrong impression that it is easy for college students to solve high school questions." Xianjuan Wei flipped through Ruoye Mu's homework today and shook his head.

"Come on, Xiao Mu, I'll go to the table and tell you."

Xianjuan Wei hugged Ruoye Mu's shoulders and tried to get up from the bed, but the latter leaned back and rolled over and lay in the middle of the bed.

Putting the exercise book and pencil case in the middle, Ruo Yemu propped up his body with his elbows, raised his calves in turn into the air, and whispered:

"No."

"right here."

Chapter 119 Thank you, SOYO

"...Is this the title of Tsuki no Mori?" Genjumaki Wei wrote an equation on the title with a pencil and said boredly.

"How can I get into the University of Tokyo when I'm stuck with questions like this?"

"Tsk, sorry Xiao Mu, I switched to a test-taker's mindset as soon as I encountered the questions. I forgot that you don't need to rely on exams."

Ruoye Mu shook his head slightly from side to side and denied it: "Study hard."

Xian Juanwei held a pencil and wrote an abstract simplified process next to the equation she had just listed, which seemed to be something only she could understand, and then circled the correct option.

Questions of this difficulty were a real waste of his rare time to activate his thinking as a test-taker. Whether in his previous life or this life, they would take him no more than half a minute to solve in the exam room.

Of course, when it comes to studying, Xian Juanxin is actually a truly unscientific genius. He can finish his homework and hand it in with all the correct answers before others start to get into the zone...

"Well, anyway, it's this way, and then that way... Yizheng is easy to find at a glance, so what else can I choose if not this... Xiaomu, do you understand?"

Wakaba Mu glanced at the magical abbreviated process written in pencil on the exercise book, which contained only the equation at the beginning and all the other meaningless equations. She then tilted her head to look at Genmaki Yuina, who seemed to be asking for her opinion seriously.

I didn't understand it at all.

"Got it~Teacher Genmaki."

Wakaba Mu raised his right hand and poked Xianjuan Wei's face, then snatched the pencil from Xianjuan Wei's hand.

I'd better write this homework myself...

However, Xianjuan Wei remained silent and watched Wakaba Mu do a few more questions. After turning the page and reading the questions at the back again, he finally couldn't help but finished all of Wakaba Mu's homework in seconds.

The test-taker's memory and instincts will not allow him to let such questions bother him.

Although it seems quite interesting to lie on the bed with Xiao Mu and explain the homework to her...

Especially when Xiaomu held up his face and said, "I understand, Mr. Genjumaki," his voice and expression were very cute.

After watching Xianjuan Wei output the answers like a printer, Ruoye Mu puffed up his cheeks, stood up, and put his homework book and pencil case back into his schoolbag.

"Wei Jun, you don't know how to teach others at all."

Ruoye Mu lay back in his original position, buried his head in the quilt and said in a muffled voice.

Xianjuan Wei smiled and did not refute. She just reached out and touched Ruoye Mu's hair.

"..."

Ruoye Mu turned his head and looked at the tables placed against the wall.

But the rows of square-shaped objects on the table and around the wall caught her attention.

I just took a quick glance at the situation inside the house and didn't pay much attention to it, but if I look carefully now... it seems like there are photos or something like that?

Xianjuan Wei noticed the direction of Ruoye Mu's gaze, so he sat up from the bed and pulled Ruoye Mu to several tables placed around the wall.

"Here...it's also a photo wall, but these are all selected by me."

"Were they all chosen by...Wei Jun?"

Ruoye Mu looked at the three rows of framed photos on the wall, and his pupils shrank slightly for a moment.

Because these photos... are all group photos of Xianjuan Wei and Xianjuan Xin in various occasions, or the subject of the photo is simply Xianjuan Xin.

Starting from the door, surrounding the wall and almost reaching the bedside, after being selected, there were still three rows of different photos...

Ruoye Mu felt a little solemn.

Such a strong pressure!

Moving closer, Wakaba Mutsu leaned over slightly and started looking at the first photo: "Is this... in front of the gate of Hanasakigawa School?"

"Well, I was the one who took Xin to school on her first day. The photos posted here are just the ones I took after Xin started high school. Xiaomu, are you interested?"

镏覇(九)物把冷四０物 "I..."

Ruoye Mu lowered his head, with a hint of distress in his voice:

"I have a lot of things I want to do with Wei-jun."

“But I don’t know what I want to do.”

“So, hopefully, that will be inspiring.”

Xianjuan Wei nodded slowly, but she sat back on the bed holding Ye Mu's shoulder strap, took out the tablet computer on the bedside table, and called up the cloud album in the home NAS.

Countless photos are records of his chord heart.

Seeing Wakaba Mu's surprised look, Xianjuan Wei smiled and said, "Indeed, Xin is very imaginative. When we go out to play together, most of the ideas are thought up by Xin."

"The photos that have been close to my heart over the years are not only on the photo wall, but also in the electronic files that have been preserved. They are all in this album."

"I want to see it." Ruoye Mu looked up at Xianjuan Wei, who seemed to be in a better mood, and nodded slightly.

It's really... like a child who wants to share something.

Xiao Xinxin...is really, really important to him.

Ruoye Mu pulled up the quilt, lay on his side and looked at the screen of his tablet computer, occasionally asking a few questions about the photos that interested him.

To her surprise, Xianjuan Wei seemed to have an amazingly strong memory when it came to these photos.

Not only can he clearly remember the causes and consequences of each photo being taken, but... he can even remember the time accurately to the year, month, and day.

This was the first night that Ruoye Mu spent at the Genjumaki family after she grew up, and she felt a little uncomfortable with the bed she was not familiar with.

However, after Xianjuan Wei turned off the lights, Wakaba Mu, who had expended far more energy than usual, finally continued chatting for a while, and then his voice became lower and lower until he stopped responding.

Xianjuan Wei turned her head and looked at Wakaba Mu's sleeping face, who was as quiet as a doll, with almost no breathing sound.

Compared to the first time he stayed at the Wakaba family's house...some things were different.

Just now, when Xiaomu was looking through the photos he and Xin took together, he would occasionally think and say, "I want to go."

And when she was dancing with Xiao Mu, she said, "I want to manage our little home well." A month ago, it would have been hard to imagine that this was something Xiao Meng Huanggua would say...

As she said, will she look forward to every day of her future life?

When people no longer over-exert themselves mentally on daily life, they will accumulate energy again and even emit energy and light outward.

Whether it is Xiangzi or Xiaomu, most people are like this... People whose own spiritual energy has been exhausted are no longer able to illuminate others.

If I were not a child of the Genjumaki family and faced the risk of being corrected by the Bandoli world, a normal person would be extremely satisfied to have a girl like this as a partner.

But...if I wasn't a child of the Genmaki family, I wouldn't have been able to deal with Minami so easily and get a daughter like Komushi, a national-level artist couple and a relative of the Toyokawa family, so that she could feel relaxed and happy in a new environment and regain her accumulated energy.

Thank you, Xin, the Xianjuan family and I all exist because of you.

And sulfur order (two) 栮氵死爸爸丝袂 skirt, thank you too, soyo.

Because I died of laughter while looking into your eyes, I was able to ascend to the planet Bandoli.

Chapter 120: Lucky King Aine

"Dunk your chicken, meow meow~"

"Summer is approaching, and today I want to share with you this super cost-effective eye cream that even women can afford! It's only 30% of the price of big brands, but has 70% of the results!"

"Vitamin E smoothes dry lines, hyaluronic acid deeply locks in moisture, and caffeine accelerates circulation and reduces dark circles. Witness the transformation of your eye area in 28 days. It's perfect for those with sensitive skin!"

"Miao Mengqin is probably the first blogger on the Internet to price eye cream so low~"

"Miaomeng worked with the manufacturer for three days to secure this exclusive online fan benefit for everyone. Simply click the link below the video or the video ad to claim it..."

Late at night in Tokyo, Yutenji Wakamugi in her rental house posed her signature lucky cat pose in front of the camera on her mobile phone. After scratching herself for a while, she began her long-awaited live-streaming and product promotion session.

Holding the trial eye cream sent by the manufacturer, Miao Meng, who had originally lowered her head to look at the camera, took a step closer to the camera. Ostensibly, it was to allow the audience to see more clearly, but in fact, she took this opportunity to squat down slightly to make the movement of looking up less obvious.

While applying eye cream, Miao Meng moved closer to the camera and tilted her head back, allowing the indoor light to shine brighter on her face.

It's the same principle as the pork on the counter in the vegetable market must be under the freshness light.

After recording the eye cream sales video with what she thought was the best she could do, Miao Meng immediately sent the video to her computer, opened the software and began editing it skillfully.

For a beauty blogger like her who lacks attractive content and relies mainly on going around and riding on hot topics to attract popularity, if she doesn't update more frequently, she will probably be eliminated in less than a month and disappear from the Internet.

As for the video cover...

Miao Meng opened the highly photoshopped picture with Miao Meng's image sent to her by the sponsor from the folder. She stared at the picture, which was beautified to the point that it could only be said to be "suspected" of Miao Meng's kiss, and finally sighed helplessly.

"...It's just the cover. It's not very noticeable once the image is compressed, and it's even harder to see on a phone."

"No one...would go out of their way to look at the cover, right?"

Click and upload!

"Meow Dream Special Experience Report - Issue 5" released!

Miao Meng closed her eyes and rested for a while. When she opened her eyes again, her gaze fell on the bottle of eye cream sample sent by the manufacturer on the computer desk.

Move the mouse and click on the video background data of the account. The data curve that cannot be described as "bleak" but is definitely not optimistic is displayed on the computer screen.

Miao Meng's eyes kept wandering between the computer and eye cream.

"The video blogger's account has been stuck in a bottleneck... and he can only get orders from manufacturers like these who are not very popular."

"Although I can still support myself, what's the point of moving from Kumamoto to Tokyo to work so hard?"

"I need to continue learning the techniques of the top bloggers. Damn it! When I left home, I confidently promised myself I would make a name for myself."

Miao Meng clicked on the business order video of the top beauty blogger who was recommended to her based on similar videos on the right side of the webpage.

Generally speaking, the number of views of videos with "business orders" clearly displayed on the cover and title will always be much less than that of normal videos of the same account.

But even so, the number of views of the top beauty bloggers' business videos is dozens of times that of the normal videos that Miao Meng tries her best to keep updated.

In other words... the other party's sales revenue is dozens of times more than hers, which is an underestimation, because manufacturers basically invest in a large number of bloggers' advertisements at the same time, but the vast majority of the performance is contributed by the fans of a very small number of top bloggers.

The income from selling goods is definitely not basically proportional to the number of video views...the head effect is really terrible.

At this time, the top beauty blogger whose video Miao Meng was watching was introducing the new products of the season from international first-line brands.

In contrast, Miaomeng would be happy for several days if she received a product order from a manufacturer that could almost be considered second-rate.

The product promotion video on the computer came to an abrupt end, and the advertising time inserted by the blogger began.

And that advertisement is exactly the product that the blogger is promoting.

Seeing that the advertiser was holding a bottle of lotion and looked like a spokesperson for the ocean, Miao Meng slapped the table and almost knocked over the glass of water next to him.

"Mina? Minami Mori?!"

Everyone who cares about the entertainment industry knows that the famous artist Minami Mori has received an invitation to play the heroine of Marvel. She is currently studying in a neighboring Western country and is in a semi-retired state from the entertainment industry.

Even so, it does not affect Minami's continued acceptance of numerous advertisements.

"Hiss... Popularity. Whether you're an actor or a blogger, you have to be popular first."

Miao Meng clenched his fists.

Miao Meng didn't know that although Minami had achieved success and fame in recent years, she was no longer as popular as before. The price she paid for reaching new heights was that she would never be able to return to Japan again in her lifetime...

Miao Meng patiently watched this top-selling video three times and wrote down the points he thought he could learn in the memo on his phone.

I clicked on the promotional video and saw that it had already been viewed 38 times.

"At least there are 38 fans... just be more open-minded."

Miao Meng muttered to herself, after completing the day's reservation work, Miao Meng opened INS and began to relax.

After the network refreshed, Miao Meng couldn't take her eyes off the first piece of dynamic information pushed to her.

"I learned guitar with Xiaomu today and it was very rewarding! - C-Anon"

In the picture, two girls wearing the school uniforms of Tsukinomori and Haneda are sitting side by side in what seems to be a practice room.