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

Wu Xiaoxiao took another step forward and got a clearer look. It was a humanoid panda-headed character, wearing a blue long robe and a yellow straw hat, talking incessantly in the scene, with lines of text popping up in the dialogue box. After watching for a few seconds, she suddenly felt that this animation looked familiar.

"Brother, this...this seems to be that...what's it called again...that silly animation that's really popular online?" Wu Xiaoxiao looked surprised, her voice rising considerably.

Qin Lang paused, turned to look at her, a hint of surprise in his eyes: "You know about silly cartoons?"

"Of course I know! That 'Shrimp Cultivation' is so popular, it's impossible not to know about it. And I've watched every single episode. But unfortunately, it's about to end."

As she spoke, Wu Xiaoxiao leaned closer to the computer and casually asked, "Cousin, you do this too? This is your account, how many followers do you have now?"

Qin Lang hesitated for a moment, then opened the account homepage and let her see it herself.

Wu Xiaoxiao's gaze fell on the column for the number of followers, and she froze instantly.

"Holy shit." She blurted out, her voice slightly shaky, her mouth agape in an "O" shape.

She abruptly turned to look at Qin Lang, her mouth opening and closing repeatedly before she finally managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Brother, you...you made this? Over 1.5 million followers? You...you're that 'Silly Shrimp'?!"

Qin Lang's expression remained unchanged as he calmly stated, "Yes, this account is mine."

"Huh?!" Wu Xiaoxiao's voice rose another octave. "Brother, you're already so awesome, and you didn't even tell me!"

As she spoke, she leaned closer and examined the account's backend data more closely. What she saw left her completely dumbfounded.

The average number of views for a single video is between ten million and one hundred million. The highest number of views for a single video is one hundred and twenty million.

Looking at the revenue data, although she didn't quite understand the specific algorithm, she recognized the string of numbers. She counted them on her fingers, then suddenly gasped.

"Brother, how much money have you made?" Her voice trembled slightly.

Qin Lang glanced at the number and said in a calm tone, "This silly animation has been out for almost a month now. After deducting the platform's revenue and GG fees, and then the platform's cut and taxes, I should have made about a million."

One...one million?

A month?

Upon hearing the number, Wu Xiaoxiao suddenly staggered back half a step and plopped down on the small sofa behind her, gripping the armrests with both hands and staring wide-eyed.

She steadied herself and walked over again, wanting to confirm it one more time. After all, if her cousin really was a "silly shrimp," it would be enough for her to brag about for the rest of her life.

"Huh? Bro, what's this? A novel... You're still writing novels on a certain website?" Wu Xiaoxiao subconsciously opened the backend of the novel website.

She enjoys reading online novels and is familiar with the conversion of tips and subscriptions.

"Brother...you've earned over 100,000 yuan just from tips for your novel, right?" Wu Xiaoxiao noticed the voice no longer sounded like her own.

"Yeah, more or less. This is the first month, and I haven't received any royalties yet, so I haven't calculated it in detail." Qin Lang's tone remained indifferent.

Wu Xiaoxiao's gaze darted back and forth between the two computer screens, and she remained silent for a long time.

Then, she stood up, walked to Qin Lang, bowed solemnly, clasped her hands together, and said with utmost sincerity, "Brother, please accept me!"

Qin Lang spat out the water he had just drunk with a "pfft," which triggered a violent coughing fit. "Cough cough... cough cough..."

"No, I mean, please take me on as your apprentice!" Wu Xiaoxiao stepped forward and patted Qin Lang on the back, quickly explaining, "Whether it's silly animation or writing novels, you can teach me anything! I'm not hanging out with Liu Siyu and the others anymore, I want to follow you!"

"Follow me? Heh... Didn't you just pledge your allegiance over there?" Qin Lang glanced at the girl, a playful smile on his face.

"What future can I have hanging out with them?" Wu Xiaoxiao waved her hand, her tone full of contempt for her own behavior yesterday. "Following those people, I'd go hungry nine times out of three. Following you, brother, even if I can't catch up to you, just learning a little bit of your skills would be enough for me to live on for the rest of my life."

Qin Lang looked at her with a smile, without saying a word.

Seeing that her cousin didn't react, Wu Xiaoxiao quickly changed her strategy. She squatted down, put her hands on his knees, looked up at him, and put on a pitiful look: "Brother, look, if you can help me with something, my parents will feel at ease, right? Just think of it as... just think of it as contributing to society and saving a wayward girl who was about to go astray."

Qin Lang: "...", remained silent for about ten seconds.

In those ten seconds, Wu Xiaoxiao's brain was in a state of high tension, with various thoughts racing through her mind. What if her cousin didn't agree? Should she cry in front of him? Should she kneel down before him?

Just as she had mentally prepared herself to kneel down, Qin Lang spoke up, "I am indeed preparing to open a studio recently."

Wu Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up instantly.

"We'll find some people to shoot short videos, short dramas, or live streams. You can give it a try." Qin Lang looked at Wu Xiaoxiao thoughtfully. He was also considering what kind of job would be suitable for this girl.

"Really?!" Wu Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up instantly, and she grabbed Qin Lang's arm with both hands. "Brother, you're not lying to me, are you? You're really going to open a studio? When? Where? How many people are you hiring? Can I be some kind of manager? Like an operations director or something?"

Qin Lang was speechless again. He reached out and pulled Wu Xiaoxiao's hand off his arm. He was about to tell her that if she wanted to do something, she should watch more short dramas or short video tutorials. But before he could finish speaking, someone walked in through the door.

Xu Han's expression remained indifferent, revealing no emotion. Holding a cell phone, she walked up to Wu Xiaoxiao and handed it to her.

Wu Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously took the phone. Looking down, she saw that it was a nearly new iPhone 6 with a tempered glass screen protector and a light gray case on the back. It looked very well maintained and was almost indistinguishable from a new one.

"I just replaced this a few days ago; it's been sitting there unused." Xu Han's voice wasn't loud, but his tone carried an undeniable forcefulness. "You can use it; just insert your card."

After saying that, Xu Han turned and left.

Wu Xiaoxiao held the phone in her hand and looked at it over and over again. She liked it so much that, in a moment of impulse, without thinking, she said to Xu Han's back, "Thanks, sister-in-law."

Xu Han paused for a moment, but didn't turn around. A slight smile appeared on her lips, and then, without any response, she walked out.