Can following the rules be called rebirth?

Chapter 214, Section 212: The Rich Woman's High-End Health Club
Even though it was already broad daylight, the two of them remained huddled together, embracing each other, neither showing any intention of getting up.

The phone vibrated slightly. Du Jianuo reached over her forearm to unlock the screen and couldn't help but giggle in Zhou Mingyuan's arms.

"What laughing?"

"I'm chatting with my girlfriends. They're so funny."

Du Jianuo turned around, resting her head on the man's arm, rubbing half of her cheek against his chest, and smilingly raised her phone so that the screen was just right for both of them to see.

Here, let me show you~

"A high-end wellness club for wealthy women seeking relief from their worries?"

Zhou Mingyuan glanced at the group name; he hadn't even had a chance to look at the 99+ messages yet, and immediately couldn't help but chuckle.

"Is this your little group chat?"

"Who came up with this name? It's brilliant!"

"Hahahaha, yes~ it was Peach who came up with it."

Du Jianuo tilted her loose curly hair to one side, her eyes crinkling with laughter.

Just as the two had discussed before.

After the interviews, Du Jianuo personally marked the promising newcomers, as well as several of her former colleagues from Tianyu Media, and added them to a newly established WeChat group.

As the undisputed top female comedian, Du Jianuo fully demonstrated her vision and magnanimity.

She never keeps secrets about how to create content, how to tag, how to build a persona, how to optimize her communication skills, and so on; she always shares them generously.

He frequently shared his knowledge and answered questions for the newcomers in the group chat, and quickly earned everyone's respect.

She definitely has the air of an older sister!

These days, the vast majority of young female college students have the courage to try becoming internet celebrities and are willing to sign with an MCN to test the waters.

There was no generation gap between them, and every now and then someone would suggest getting together for a meal. In a short time, they became close friends and inseparable besties.

Of course, 99% of the credit goes to the promising prospects of emerging industries.

Zhou Mingyuan stared intently and finally saw only the tip of the iceberg of the chat history.

It turns out these girls were all complaining about gaining weight due to the changing seasons.

Anyone who saw this topic would want to say something, so Du Jianuo held up her phone with both hands and decisively joined the chat.

Du Jianuo: [Hmph, women, you all just say you're fat. Last time we went to Xiaodongtian for hot pot, why didn't anyone fight over the meat? I'm the only one who's really fat!]

Yang Yuxuan: [It's okay, Nuonuo, you're tall and look slim. With the weather getting colder and you wearing more clothes, you can hide even five or six pounds.]

Du Jianuo: [The premise of hiding is wearing clothes. What if you're not wearing clothes?]

Qu Yue: [If you're not wearing clothes, I suggest you pull up your pants. That's another way of hiding them, because people will only be thinking to themselves, "Has your peach gotten bigger again?"]

Qi Baitao: [? ? ?]

Chen Keke: [Where did I come from? Is this still a WeChat group?]

Du Jianuo: [Do you really have to drive like that?!]

"Who are these profile pictures again?"

Zhou Mingyuan watched the excitement with a smile, but the group was full of unfamiliar profile pictures with different styles, and he couldn't tell them apart at all.

So he patted Du Jianuo on the shoulder.

"Come, let me introduce you."

Du Jianuo pointed to the profile pictures and notes, recommending them one by one.

In fact, the newcomers who could be added to her small group at Jieyou Media were basically popular figures from various universities in Jiangcheng.

Being popular during school has become a prerequisite.

After signing with Jieyou Media, they had an epiphany under the guidance of professional MCNs and seniors, and began to see the possibility of monetizing their fame.

Qi Baitao needs no introduction.

She left a very deep impression on people. She was a junior at Huazhong University of Science and Technology, majoring in a proper science and engineering field.

Standing at 169cm tall, she is a pure and innocent academic beauty at first glance, always with light makeup, and when she wears glasses, she looks just like a first love.

However, these descriptions are limited to her face.

Looking down, 99% of men will forget all her other labels.

Only four words remained in my mind: both innocent and alluring.

Compared to Qi Baitao, Zhou Mingyuan only had a vague impression of the others, and it was only today that he got to know them again.

The girl whose nickname is "Head of the Man-Slaying Lab" is named Qu Yue.

This senior, who studies at the neighboring Jiangcheng Textile University, calls himself a practical relationship coach for men who are into relationships.

She is 166cm tall, with a classic oval face, a pointed and delicate chin, long and curled eyelashes, and a pair of fox-like eyes that curve inwards and outwards, looking at dogs with deep affection.

Whether it's natural or the result of careful makeup, she has a tiny beauty mark at the corner of her left eye, adding a touch of charm and intrigue.

Since joining Jieyou Media, her main live streaming content has been chatting.

The core content is about male-female relationships.

Consciously, she rarely talks about abstract theories; instead, she focuses on practical skills and case studies.

Although there aren't many viewers in her live stream, she occasionally touches the hearts of her fans, who then send her small gifts and connect with her to share their emotional struggles. She is often able to quickly and accurately pinpoint the core of the problem, and the effect is usually immediate.

The girl whose nickname is "Sweating three pounds a day" is named Chen Keke.

She is a senior at Jiangcheng Sports College, majoring in sports training, and is a national second-level athlete.

Standing at 165cm, she perfectly blends strength and grace.

Unlike the slender dancers, Chen Keke has a lower body fat percentage and a more graceful figure.

Her muscles are smooth and firm, without exaggerated bulges, instead exuding a slender and youthful charm.

She has perfect shoulders, a swan-like neck, defined abs, and a peach-shaped butt. Her legs are long and straight, and from behind, her proportions are breathtakingly sexy.

Her fitness-focused live streams are somewhat niche, but they are extremely engaging and very popular.

The last of the "Little Chinese Chefs" is named Yang Yuxuan.

No joke, this person is a genuine professional with formal training, from Jiangcheng New Oriental Culinary School.

After Zhou Mingyuan got to know each of them one by one, new messages kept popping up in the group.

As the saying goes, three women perform one drama.

What about the five women?
There's just too much drama.

After the all-female private group let loose and expressed themselves freely, many of the messages that boys would probably find utterly shocking.

Otherwise, why would someone say that a boyfriend can do anything except look at his chat history with his best friend?
The girls in the core group are all highly skilled and popular campus influencers. They have eaten, seen, and experienced a lot of things on a regular basis.

In the ivory tower, one rarely encounters others like oneself. Once one finally finds a group, one speaks freely and without restraint.

"Is this how you usually chat?"

Seeing Du Jianuo typing and laughing so hard she was doubled over, Zhou Mingyuan's lips also curled up.

"Yes~"

Isn't it a stark contrast?

Du Jianuo didn't want to waste her precious time playing on her phone, so she replied with a smile, tossed her phone aside, sat up straight, and answered with a beaming smile.

"Being authentic makes people more likable."

Zhou Mingyuan pinched the tip of her nose, looked at his senior's face, and couldn't help but praise her, "You look great today."

"Really~~~" Du Jianuo patted her cheeks, found a small mirror, and said happily.

A few seconds later, even she herself expressed great satisfaction.

It must be said that Zhou Mingyuan's nurturing and support were only one aspect of the reason.

Ambition is written all over one's face; when one's blood is boiling, one's complexion is at its best.

Zhou Mingyuan praised it so much because he was reminded of the online scene many years later, when people began to collectively reminisce about the booming development of the US around 14 years ago.

In this era, Du Lala struts around office buildings in high heels, is a heartthrob with a wardrobe full of tank tops, and goes to work in a shopping mall with magenta eyeshadow. Huang Xiaoxian, heartbroken, chooses a spot with a view of the Imperial City Corner Tower to drink, mourning their dates of eating steak and drinking red wine together.

On these vibrant and radiant faces, a healthy glow shines like a burst of life force, and only the most dazzling lipsticks and eyeshadows can truly capture the passionate bloom of these faces.

This collective remembrance is less about reminiscing about flamboyant and outgoing attire, and more about reminiscing about a vigorous fighting spirit, fearless confidence, and optimistic expectations for the future. The vitality on one's face is the most direct outward manifestation of life force.

That's how the golden age was; online celebrities could even complete their entire makeup look with just one blush, their skin looking as healthy as if they'd just finished a morning run and been kissed by the sun.

No matter where you go, a healthy flow of qi and blood is the greatest luxury.

"Okay, go take a shower."

Zhou Mingyuan jumped off the bed, pulled a large, soft, brand-new bath towel from the closet, and folded it in his senior's hands.

"I'm in a good mood today. When you come out of the shower, you'll be able to eat the meal I cooked."

"Really?"

"of course."

Soon, the sound of running water came from the bathroom, but Zhou Mingyuan did not peek out.

Now is not the time to admire the senior's graceful figure, because breakfast time has long passed and my stomach is growling with hunger.

On one side of the open kitchen was a large refrigerator. The man selected a tuna steak as his main dish, along with some cherry tomatoes.

Throughout his two lifetimes, Zhou Mingyuan has cooked for himself only a handful of times.

Lawyers rarely have time to cook for themselves, so their culinary skills can't compare to those of professional chefs, and they can only barely make ends meet.

Thawing, marinating, preparing the sauce, and adding side dishes took more than forty minutes.

As he poured oil into the pan, Du Jianuo got dressed and came out from the shower corner.

She was barefoot, her hair was still wet, and her fair skin shone under the light.

"Ten minutes, just blow-dry your hair."

The man looked up at her, then put the fish fillet into the pot.

The fish sizzled and slid in the olive oil, making a delightful sound.

With thyme, salt, and pepper, Zhou Mingyuan carefully scooped the fish fillet into a plate as it turned an enticing golden brown.

The fried fish oil was a great ingredient, and he used the remaining flavor to make several tortillas, which he then stacked on another plate as a main dish.

Everything was ready in nine minutes.

Zhou Mingyuan turned off the range hood above his head, and the faint sound of a fan blowing in the bathroom also stopped abruptly.

Two plates were set out, each containing the same tuna steak served with tomatoes.

Wow, you're really good at that!

Du Jianuo thought the fragrance was fake and her eyes widened in surprise.

"Taste it?"

Zhou Mingyuan nodded to her, indicating that they could start eating.

"It doesn't taste good!"

"It's delicious!"

The small bites quickly turned into wolfing down the food with great enthusiasm.

The huge fish fillet disappeared in the blink of an eye. The girl then grabbed a thin pancake, tore it into small pieces, dipped it in the sauce on the plate, and stuffed it into her stomach.

Whether it tastes good or not is another matter; Du Jianuo is already very satisfied today.

She never imagined that Zhou Mingyuan, who usually ate out or ordered takeout, would actually cook for her.

The strong sense of ritual made the food she ate taste even more delicious.

"Don't move after you finish eating, okay? I'll wash the dishes!"

As she was eating, Du Jianuo seemed to remember something and raised her chin to speak.

"Row."

Zhou Mingyuan smiled and nodded.

As a strong and healthy man, he naturally didn't eat much slower than his senior.

After the food was devoured, Du Jianuo finished off two thick pancakes by herself, while Zhou Mingyuan took the other three.

He was stunned when he realized this fact.

He and she each ate a piece of fish, and the other pieces of bread together had another layer of meaning.

What are you laughing at?

The senior student wiped her mouth, rested her hands on her chin, and looked at Zhou Mingyuan with bright eyes.

Have you heard the story of the five loaves and two fish?

"I think I've heard of it before, but I don't really remember it."

Du Jianuo nodded, then shook her head.

"Jesus took the five loaves and the two fish, looked up to heaven and gave thanks. Then he broke the loaves and gave them to his disciples and set them before the people. He also distributed the two fish to the people. They all ate and were satisfied. Then the disciples gathered up the broken pieces of bread and fish and filled twelve baskets. There were five thousand who ate the bread."

Zhou Mingyuan slowed down his speech, repeating the content from his memory word by word.

His encounter with his senior was somehow imbued with a divine revelation that could stir up a restless spirit.

".What's the meaning?"

The senior student tossed her hair, pondered for a few seconds, and her gaze gradually became blank.

She didn't understand at all.

"This story teaches us that no matter what difficulties we face, we should have the confidence to confront them and use the resources and capabilities at our disposal to solve the problems."

Zhou Mingyuan looked serious.

"I never expected you to tell me inspirational stories."

Du Jianuo couldn't help but laugh and used her fork to put the last piece of fish into her mouth.

"I used to hate reading comprehension the most. It was about guessing the meaning behind the words. Who wants to guess?"

“If this were a story in a book, I definitely wouldn’t think so much, but it sounds strange coming from you, and it’s quite convincing.”

The girl shrugged.

Do you know why so many people prefer your live streams to your Weibo posts?

Zhou Mingyuan explained with a smile, "That's the difference."

Language itself already diminishes the effectiveness of communication, let alone written language.

Human communication requires face-to-face interaction, eye contact, appreciating each other's tone of voice, and feeling the bond formed between us.

This bond cannot be compared to even tens of thousands of characters in writing.

(End of this chapter)