Phi-Fic Chapter 403 Grading Homework: Finding Gold in the Shit
Chapter 403 Grading Homework: Finding Gold in the Shit
Mu Zhirui was delighted. As expected of well-trained sales clerks, they had high emotional intelligence and a sweet tongue. When praising people, they didn't flatter but spoke from the heart.
Qi Ming and Pei Yunchuan, carrying large and small bags of luxury goods, followed behind the young lady, attracting envious glances wherever they went—"So young and already knows how to take shortcuts, sob sob sob, they want to too!"
Mu Zhirui bought them jewelry, clothes, and bags, giving them a complete makeover. If they hadn't said they'd had enough, she would have even wanted to buy them a car.
With the mall staff giving them a warm send-off, the three left with a full bag of purchases.
Qi Ming had experienced far too few large-scale events like this, and he was terrified the whole way.
He kept reassuring himself.
Don't panic.
Such scenes will become more and more frequent in the future. Since you've decided to be a gigolo, you can't let Mu Zhirui feel ashamed.
Qi Ming and Pei Yunchuan stayed overnight tonight.
Mu Zhirui arranged for them to stay in a villa she had bought before. Cui Zhiyi and the others would also come over. Their daily life would be like choosing a concubine. It was wonderful to think about.
When she was a beast of burden in her past life, she didn't understand why people would turn bad when they had money. But when it happened to her, she realized that she could be even worse than her predecessors.
The backend of her Douyin account hasn't been cleaned up yet. Today, she suddenly felt like grading homework, so she randomly picked a few lucky people to see if she could get an SSR.
Upon clicking, unsurprisingly, it showed 99+.
When she was in her twenties, people were already doing her homework, let alone when she almost reached the maximum level. The messages in the background were still being updated in real time, and she received private messages almost every minute. There are too many people making a living in the internet industry, but only one in a thousand can become rich.
[Sheng: Look, sis? Pink]
Mu Zhirui: ......
She immediately blocked him. What's the difference between this and dumping a pervert? She may have a lot of admirers, but she's not that desperate. Talking about such filthy things with a complete stranger? Is that polite? And the fact that she sent it to her proves she has very low standards. I wonder how many people have seen it. It's disgusting.
【Disgust—(Xinbao): (Image)】
[Disdain—(Xinbao): This is my playlist. Do you like listening to music, sister? You can pick whatever you like.]
Mu Zhirui glanced at the private messages with her name suffix and moved on immediately. These were obviously from people she knew personally, and she wouldn't bother sending them.
[padi: Not 998, not 98, just 9.8 yuan, take a pure and innocent guy home]
【R：1】
She approved it.
Nine yuan and eighty cents isn't much.
Padi's profile picture is red, indicating that he is live streaming.
After clicking in, it's the familiar voice chat room again.
Padi was on microphone number four, and when she went in, she received a warm welcome from both the microphone and the audience.
Host: "Wow, welcome to R-Emperor! Would R-Emperor like to listen to music? He's a full-time singer, and you can request a song with just a hot air balloon."
[Aodi: @R Can I sing you a song?]
[Rice Noodles Di: @R My heart was beating so fast when Xiao Bao came in, is it love at first sight?]
[shhdi: @R 180, 18, 18]
[Padi: @R, did you come to see the innocent male college? (shy) (shy)]
Mu Zhirui gifted her Padi a 9.9-meter Shining Star.
Currently, all the male internet celebrities on the mic are wearing black and white photos, giving the first impression that they are all handsome.
I just don't know what's happening under the skin.
"Thank you R-Emperor for giving PA a shining star. PA is ready to do a test. R-Emperor's level is so high, could you throw a few more for our brothers on the microphone to enjoy?" The host's words made Mu Zhirui feel uncomfortable.
Moral blackmail + begging.
She has already crossed out this hall.
The innocent-looking boy had a very nice voice, but he clearly didn't think the host was wrong. He even said after the audition, "Can I have a sports car? I sing very well, I promise you won't be disappointed."
Ah......
Listening to music in a sports car?
The gifts required for Douyin's voice chat rooms are inherently higher than those for smaller apps. A single audition costs ten times more than Baiye Voice Chat. On Baiye, you can listen to a song for 30 yuan, but here, you need a hot air balloon to order. Mu Zhirui didn't think it was a big deal, after all, every place has its own rules.
But they started by playing music in a sports car?
120 yuan?
crazy for money?
I don't know why there are still more than a dozen people online in this hall, all with signs. With such low emotional intelligence in the whole hall, how can they keep going?
She felt that as a boss, after spending all the money, she would have to treat these male models like royalty.
Mu Zhirui shook her head and left to continue grading homework.
There are very few male models as good as Cui Zhiyi; she was truly finding gold in the trash.
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[A Short Separation: During the Single Period, He Was Very Obedient]
Mu Zhirui: Oh.
[Press 1 to see abs: Press 1 to see abs]
【R：1】
[Click 1 to see abs: (image)]
[Type 1 to see abs: I've shown you, come on, a hot air balloon, don't roll around, thank you]
Mu Zhirui: ?
There are all sorts of birds in a big forest; even forced buying and selling is happening? 666.
[Ke: Hi sister, I'm 20 years old, a college student. I've had two relationships, but no other experience. I'm quite innocent and clean-cut. I'm good in bed and can last 18. I just hope you can take a look at me. I only need 10,000 yuan a month. I'll tell you if I have any other needs. If we stay together for three years, I need a car worth around 1 million yuan. The breakup fee is an apartment. It doesn't have to be in the city center. We need to sign an agreement. Oh, and by the way, I'm kind of handsome.]
After reading the long passage, Mu Zhirui fell silent.
Even a dog wouldn't believe that someone with very little experience in love or that kind of thing has so little knowledge.
Such fluent conversation suggests he's dated countless wealthy women.
It's one thing to shamelessly ask for a monthly salary of over ten thousand, but to also have requirements like buying a car and a house? Are all rich women just unfortunate souls? My God.
The last sentence, seemingly casual yet clearly intentional, piqued Mu Zhirui's curiosity. Just how handsome could someone be to make such high demands?
When Mu Zhirui clicked on the other person's photo, she wished she could wash her eyes.
This world is not lacking in men, especially ordinary men.
He had a standard square face, his skin was well-maintained and shiny, and his thick eyebrows looked asymmetrical with his small eyes. The man was obviously the kind of person who was very confident in his appearance and had even put on light makeup.
He clearly lacks charm but insists on creating the impression that "I'm so handsome".
Mu Zhirui's scathing comment: [Like Pigsy]
The other party, perhaps someone who spends all their time online fishing, replied to the message immediately, sending a series of self-proclaimed handsome photos.
[Question: Is Zhu Bajie (Pigsy) handsome?]
[Ke: Although you're rich, you have no taste.]
[Ke: Yes, that's right]
[Ke: A rich woman offered me 100,000 yuan a month, but I refused. I just want to find someone I'm meant to be with.]
[Ke: It seems we're not meant to be, yeah.]
[Ke: Actually, you're really pretending, yeah.]
[Ke: Actually, I'm a rich kid, I was just testing you. Yeah, right.]
Mu Zhirui: ......
Nobody told her that not displaying private messages would be so funny? Yeah, hahaha.
Who will make her laugh without the internet?
Mu Zhirui sent him a ten-yuan red envelope.
She was given happiness, and she deserves to be rewarded.
The other party received the message instantly, and the chat box showed "typing...".
Mu Zhirui was too lazy to read it anymore; she figured it probably wasn't anything nice, haha.
She scrolled through her private messages over and over until she finally found a few that were readable.
Stepping on the profile picture, I entered a group broadcasting room.
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TFC - Trendy Boys Group.
When she entered, the boy in the center was thanking the leader. With fireworks flying everywhere and the number of votes above his head, it was clear that he had just been pampered by the eldest sister.
The boy band has a large fan base, with over a hundred online viewers on the screen. The young fans waved glow sticks and typed their own support messages on the public screen.
[Starlight rewards those who persevere, and hard work pays off. Congratulations to Milk Tea for ascending to the throne! Milk Tea will always be there for you!]
For the rest of my life, you'll be my companion, through thick and thin, let's climb to the pinnacle of glory together!
【...】
【...】
The male guests on stage were also making heart shapes with their hands towards the camera, and the sparkling fireworks reflected in their bright eyes, like stars, shining just as brightly as they were at that moment.
It was... kind of lively.
Mu Zhirui's extremely high-level account entering the room was impossible to ignore.
The boy who was expressing his gratitude paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Welcome, Emperor R!"
The host then took the microphone, switched to a passionate song, and enthusiastically introduced the show: "Hello R-Emperor, welcome to the Trendy Men's Group. This is a live broadcast room for group dance PK. Handsome guys who win ten times in a row can show off a little talent. If you lose, you can revive with double points. The second revival will be doubled again, and so on."
Even though R-Emperor's level is so high that it doesn't need to be specifically mentioned, if the host wants to keep people here, they should at least show some sincerity.
"Now standing in the center is Nai Gai, and next to him from left to right are Zhi Chun, Xue, Yao Yao Le, Dui Chong, and Er Shao. Does Emperor R have a type he likes?"
There were five people in total, each with a distinct style and appearance.
His clothing and appearance are those of an online male god who attracts young girls.
Domineering CEO, Innocent College Boy, Cute Young Boy, Charming Male God, Cold and Aloof School Heartthrob.
The live stream footage was too white, and the skin smoothing made the faces look somewhat unreal.
If the full score is 10, they are all above the passing grade.
At a cursory glance, the most eye-catching character was the young boy, Chiharu.
He wore a light blue shirt and loose-fitting capri overalls. His small face had big, round eyes, and the pink eyeshadow on the corners of his eyes and the tip of his nose made him even more in line with his persona.
Her slightly curly hair was styled in a layered way by the stylist, with a few strands of hair casually falling across her forehead and a tuft of hair sticking up on top of her head.
Zhichun was holding a black and white teddy bear in his arms, with half of his chin buried in the doll's head and his eyes slightly lowered, making him look sleepy and adorable. His eyes would only light up when he was thanking people for the gifts. When he smiled, his shallow dimples made him look even cuter.
Very nice.
He really wants to be bullied.
However, it wasn't Zhichun who did his homework.
Mu Zhirui's gaze fell on Yaoyao Le again. His homework was all about introducing himself. No matter how much time had passed, she still couldn't resist such a sincere homework.
The type of guy who goes for the rock-and-roll is the charismatic bad boy.
From the moment Mu Zhirui entered until now, the smile on his lips has never faded.
His thick black hair was neatly trimmed, he wore a red shirt and black suit pants, and Yao Yao raised his chin slightly, his hands in his pockets, looking arrogant.
There's another incredibly talented person.
It's the domineering CEO—Xue.
Whenever he receives a gift worth more than ten yuan, he says in a robotic voice, "Ha, woman, you've successfully caught my attention."
I don't understand how such a cold and aloof name could be associated with this kind of persona? Is it to create a sense of contrast?
Okay, they succeeded.
Mu Zhirui had only been there for five minutes when she made an impression on the three boys.
[Shake & Play: @R Sister, you actually graded my homework!]
Yaoyao had a premonition when she saw Mu Zhirui arrive.
He picked up his phone from the sofa under the pretext of getting a drink of water, and his heart pounded when he saw the '1' in the message.
Ahhh, it really is time to grade homework!
Seeing this, the others on the field were a little envious.
They all wrote it down, so why was the rocking mahjong game approved?
"Wow! Mr. R likes rocking chairs? Let rocking chairs show you some talent." After saying that, he winked at rocking chairs.
Yaoyaole immediately understood: "Sister, I'm a computer science major, so I'll show you a modern dance."
【R: ? 】
Even a fool couldn't understand it; what did computers have to do with modern dance?
"Sister, you finally spoke." After saying that, Yaoyao Le seemed to remember something and quickly tried to cover it up with a wicked and arrogant smile.
[Hahahaha, you little rascal, you've remembered your persona, huh?!]
[I'm laughing so hard! The boss of this trendy boy band is really ruthless, the kind of cunning that knows no bounds. He fined them fifty yuan for forgetting their personas three times. The kids are so pitiful.]
[Haha, only three times? Before, it was a hundred yuan fine each time. At first, Zhichun and the others didn't even earn enough to pay the fines every day. They were even in debt after a month. Later, the boss reduced the punishment.]
[Someone save Xue! The domineering CEO has turned into an AI repeating machine, hahaha!]
[Milk Tea looks so handsome today! I've always really admired the stylist's skills.]
[Why?! I just spent a whole Porsche and still couldn't get a dance, and this person just came in and got one for free? Why? Why?!]
[Yeah, the lady with the milk tea just gave a 200 yuan gift, so she should get a performance first, right?]
Upon hearing this, the eldest sister of the milk tea shop quickly stepped forward and said, "I have no objection."
Although the rules of this hall are clear, the rules are not static.
Rich people can pin the rules. As long as you spend enough, even if you get something for free, no one will dare to say anything. They will only think that their own people are not good enough and have failed to attract the boss.
The lights dimmed, and the other people's slender figures slowly disappeared.
A beam of cool white light shone down and landed on the rocking toy.
A man with long arms and legs is a good candidate for dancing.
As they danced gracefully to the soft music, each step was perfectly timed.
Some of the movements weren't very graceful, and it was obvious that they weren't done by professionals.