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

Seeing Qin Lang delete all the data, Huang Ziqiang looked worried. "Brother Lang, won't Qiao Desheng retaliate against me?"

After all, this matter was caused by him, and in Qiao Desheng's view, this "reporter Wang Yan" might also have been found by him, Huang Ziqiang.

Now that Brother Lang has deleted all of this "data," will Qiao Desheng come looking for revenge after he realizes what's going on?

"Hehe, what are you afraid of?" Qin Lang said, while sending Huang Ziqiang a screenshot of the chat history between "Wang Yan" and Qiao Desheng. "Print these out and anonymously mail them to Qiao Desheng, and he won't dare to bother you anymore."

Huang Ziqiang clicked on the screenshot.

"Reporter Wang... name your price, as long as it's reasonable, I won't haggle."

"Pay first, then delete the stuff."

……

With these things, Qiao Desheng certainly wouldn't dare to act rashly.

Huang Ziqiang looked at the picture, then turned to Qin Lang, his voice choked with emotion, and said, "Brother Lang... thank you... thank you so much..."

Qin Lang shut down the computer and said calmly, "Alright. Stop acting like a little girl. Let's leave it at that. Don't bring it up again. In the future, try to avoid going to places like that."

"I understand, Brother Lang... I'll definitely remember..."

As the two stepped out of the internet cafe, a gentle breeze blew in their faces, carrying the warm scent unique to early summer.

……

The aftermath of the plagiarism incident hadn't even subsided when Qin Lang's "Silly Shrimp" account seemed to be accelerated. "Shrimp Cultivation: Starting as a Furnace" had already surpassed 100 million views, and the bullet comments and comment sections were absolutely exploding. Countless casual viewers became fans, and existing followers were going wild, enthusiastically recommending it.

After Mo G's example, many content creators who originally planned to repost and plagiarize Qin Lang's videos gave up the idea.

The number of followers has also grown exponentially, from over 100,000 to 500,000, 600,000, 700,000...

When Qin Lang returned home, he saw Su Yue scrolling through her phone, exclaiming, "It's over 700,000!"

Upon seeing Qin Lang return, she immediately waved her phone and shouted to him, "Brother Lang, you've surpassed 700,000 followers!"

Qin Lang hummed in agreement, then took out his phone, opened the text message, and saw who had sent it.

It turned out that the payment for the GG fee from Xingmang Media had arrived. To Qin Lang's surprise, Qian Hao transferred the full amount directly—175,000 yuan, not a penny less.

Qin Lang has withdrawn 19 yuan from Bilibili, paid 20 yuan in GG fees, and "extorted" 10 yuan from Qiao Desheng. He now has assets of nearly 50 yuan.

Having surplus grain at home brings peace of mind. Although financial freedom is still a long way off, at least in the short term, there's no need to worry about basic needs like food and clothing.

Qin Lang smiled, glanced at his three spirited young women, and waved his hand, "It's time to celebrate! What do you want? Just say the word, it's on me."

There was a two-second silence in the house. Then Su Yue was the first to react, "Really, Brother Lang? Anything? You'll regret it if I tell you!"

Qin Lang: "As long as it doesn't involve me offering myself in return, I'll do anything else."

Su Yue: "Then... I'm going to karaoke! I haven't sung in ages, my throat's practically rusted from lack of use!"

Ruan Zhihuan immediately agreed: "KTV is great! I want to go too! There are so many new songs that have come out recently that I don't know how to sing!"

Qin Lang nodded, then looked at Xu Han beside him and asked:

"Xu Han, what about you?"

Xu Han: "Whatever."

"Alright! Let's go to karaoke then!" Qin Lang and the others were already used to Xu Han's personality. "Su Yue, you choose the place!"

"Okay!" Su Yue immediately opened a certain app and found the highest-rated KTV, ChunK, Yindi KTV, the most luxurious chain KTV in the city. According to the description, the sound equipment is top-notch, and the private rooms all have private bathrooms and bar counters.

Su Yue booked a medium-sized private room for four hours, including drinks, for a total of 1,600 yuan.

Qin Lang was in charge of the reimbursement. He glanced at the price and thought it was a bit expensive, but he was happy today.

At 8 PM, in front of Yindi KTV.

Qin Lang and his three companions got out of the taxi. Today, he was wearing a black casual shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms, dark gray casual pants, and white sneakers.

After washing my hair and applying some hair wax, I looked much more energetic than usual. If you didn't know better, you'd think I was a "staff member" at a karaoke bar.

Su Yue was clearly dressed up carefully, wearing a pale yellow floral dress with the hem just above her knees, revealing a section of her fair calves. She wore light makeup and a layer of glossy lip gloss.

Ruan Zhihuan's style was completely different from Su Yue's. She wore a loose white sweatshirt, a black pleated skirt, white mid-calf socks, and black leather shoes. She also wore a baseball cap with the brim pulled low, making her look both cool and cute.

Looking at Xu Han again, she was wearing black wide-leg pants and a simple white silk shirt on top. Her hair was tied in a low ponytail, revealing a clean and apathetic face.

The four people entered the KTV. The front desk verified their reservation information, and a waiter led them through a long corridor to a private room.

The private room was larger than I had imagined. A U-shaped sofa could seat at least a dozen people, and in the middle was a marble coffee table, on which fruit platters, snacks, fruit wine and beer were already laid out.

The front features a huge projection screen, with a standing speaker on each side, and blue ambient lights flashing on the speakers.

"Wow, this is so luxurious!" As soon as Su Yue entered the room, she pounced on the sofa, sinking into the soft leather and making soft, comfortable noises.

Compared to this place, the KTVs she used to go to were utterly shabby.

Ruan Zhihuan excitedly looked around, then picked up the microphone from the coffee table and tested it: "Hello...wow, the sound quality is great!"

Xu Han also sat down in the corner of the sofa, picked up a bottle of beer on the table, bit the cap open with his teeth, poured himself a glass, and took a swig.

Qin Lang sat in the middle, picked up the tablet for selecting songs, handed it to Su Yue, and said, "You go first."

Su Yue excitedly took the tablet, her fingers flying across the screen: "I'll start with a warm-up song! 'Love Transfer'!"

"Who wants to sing with me? Lang Ge? Do you want to join?"

Qin Lang waved his hand. "I can't."

Su Yue didn't mind. She cleared her throat, stood in the center of the private room, struck what she thought was a very professional pose, and took a deep breath.

"How many shop windows have I lingered in, how many hotels have I stayed in..."

The first few lines were alright; while not exactly pleasant to listen to, at least they weren't off-key. But the style changed drastically in the chorus.

"Transferring the warmth of one person to the heart of another..."

Suddenly, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, its voice became high-pitched and thin.

Ruan Zhihuan covered her mouth and chuckled, her shoulders shaking as she tried to suppress it.

Qin Lang took a sip of his beer, his lips twitched slightly, but he managed to hold back his laughter.