I just want to sell products, but you're forcing me to perform talents.

Chapter 010, Item 2

After sitting for an hour or two, Qiu Qing couldn't bear the headache and drowsiness any longer and went home to adjust to the time difference. The only thing keeping her going was the belief that she had to be the first to see how Ye Xian was doing.

She had expected to see a dejected Ye Xian, because judging from the state of the convenience store and the overgrown weeds in the yard, Ye Xian's condition was definitely not good.

He used to be such a clean and tidy guy!

However, after spending some time with her, Qiu Qing gradually calmed down.

Although he had some dark circles under his eyes, Ye Xian's overall mental state was not bad, and he was not as decadent as one might imagine.

Although it looked like the yard hadn't been cleaned in a long time, his room was as tidy as ever.

Secondly, music doesn't lie.

The song "Take Me to Find Nightlife" may seem dreamy, but it is actually positive. It contains a critique of reality, but more importantly, it is full of youthful energy waiting to be released.

This song was written by Ye Xian, so it represents his attitude towards life.

This also suggests that he is slowly moving on from the pain of his parents' death.

The only thing that bothered her was Ye Xian's attitude.

So annoying.

……

Ye Xian spent the entire day tidying up the small shop. Although there weren't many items, checking each one was like doing a major inventory, which was very time-consuming and labor-intensive.

All the expired goods were gathered together and will be thrown into the trash tomorrow.

Not a single one will be spared; if even one is sold off, they will be severely punished.

There weren't many items left.

Ye Xian tidied himself up briefly and then started filming the second short video.

To start a new account, you need to first post a few short videos consecutively as a foundation, and then post short videos at a fixed frequency. This way, when visitors browse the homepage, they can contribute more data and generate fan conversions.

Around 5 p.m.

The second short video was filmed and edited.

Ye Xian nodded in satisfaction and selected send.

……

At 8 p.m., Zhang Feng helped his parents clear the table of dishes and saw off his uncle's family who had come to visit. The living room, which had been bustling all day, finally quieted down.

It's exhausting. Every Chinese New Year I have to put on a fake smile to greet relatives I don't like.

It's like having to maintain a fake smile every day to fawn over your boss, colleagues, and clients.

so tired.

I really don't want to go to work.

Curled up on the sofa, Zhang Feng took a satisfying sip of his soda, let out a burp, and started scrolling through Kuaishou (a Chinese short video platform).

Short videos of clips from the Spring Festival Gala...

Swipe away.

dont see.

A series of short videos of fireworks being set off...

Swipe away.

childish.

Short videos of family gatherings and meals...

Draw... or not.

Let's take a look.

This restaurant's sweet and sour fish looks good; I'll have to learn how to make it sometime.

My mom says a man who can't cook won't find a wife.

She married him because her father could cook.

But why must men be the ones to cook?

Do women these days not know how to cook?

Hmm, the food at this place?

A screenshot of a chat?

【0: 05】

Hello, could you please deliver this to me now? Or could you help me find a local delivery service? We're running low on wine for our New Year's Eve dinner.

Are you sure you want it now?

If you can deliver it now, I'll buy one!

【Wait!】

This happened in the early hours of this morning? Who places an order at this hour? It must be a scam.

"Hello everyone, I'm Ye Xian, a man on the verge of bankruptcy!"

"Besides owning a million-yuan bottle of liquor, I only have 2419 yuan left! I can't live on alcohol!"

"I'm very happy today. At 12:05 a.m. on the first day of the Lunar New Year, I received an order to deliver a case of wine to a customer and sold it for 714 yuan."

"Now that I've made some money, I should treat myself. After all, it's Chinese New Year, so I've decided to treat myself to a nice meal today."

A first-person, landscape-oriented shot shows a pair of clean, white hands resting on a steering wheel as a small truck drives along a dark road. The camera slowly pulls back to reveal a few twinkling stars in the inky night sky, and fireworks bursting continuously in the distance.

"Take me to experience nightlife."

Seven large white handwritten characters appeared in the night sky.

Small print below: Lyrics/Music/Singing by Ye Xian

The seven large characters gradually enlarged, creating a picture within a picture.

"Battle song, rise!"

From the driver's perspective, the delivery scene cuts in, and Zhang Feng sees the protagonist of the video walk to the entrance of a residential area, hand a bottle of wine to a man whose face is blurred, and after the two chat for a few words, the protagonist returns to the driver's seat.

A fair-skinned face suddenly appeared before Zhang Feng's eyes.

"Holy crap, this guy is so handsome?"

"Could this be fake? A storyline? A music video?"

The scene cuts to a cooking scene, and a pair of slender hands enter the frame. One hand holds a glass bowl, while the other hand pours some sesame paste into the bowl, then adds warm water to dilute it, and finally adds some dark soy sauce.

Add chopped green onions, minced garlic, chili powder, and white sesame seeds. Pour hot oil over them to release their aroma. Then add light soy sauce, balsamic vinegar, a pinch of salt, and a pinch of sugar. Pour the diluted sesame paste into the sauce.

This sauce looks incredibly appetizing.

Zhang Feng felt his throat move.

"Time that is merely a formality"

……

In pursuit of more tomorrows

Waaaaah... Waaaaah... Waaaaah...

The camera cuts to a pot of boiling water, with white steam rising, creating a special sense of tranquility.

The camera cuts back to the small truck, from the driver's perspective, to the empty, deserted street, with the occasional sound of firecrackers and fireworks exploding in the distance.

It was already 12:40 a.m.

If you're not asleep yet

If I keep chasing

……

Let love spread and fulfill every night.

Waaaaah... Waaaaah... Waaaaah...

A gentle male voice echoed in the driver's cab, and the song invigorated Zhang Feng: "It's quite nice."

The camera pans back to the point where the noodles are already in the pot.

As the water boiled, the two instant noodles gradually softened, then were blanched in cold water and placed in a large white porcelain bowl.

The sauce was poured over the instant noodles, and as it was stirred, the noodles quickly turned a dark brown color.

"Okay, a bowl of noodles is ready. If you have cucumber, sprinkle some cucumber shreds on it. I don't have any, so I can only sprinkle some ham on it to treat myself to a meal."

The man picked up the instant noodles, walked to the sofa, and casually opened his tablet: "These instant noodles are so delicious, perfect with a short movie."

At this moment, the barrage of comments suddenly became dense.

Is this how you reward yourself?

[Ye Xian, you're taking us to find nightlife, but all you're doing is finding instant noodles to eat?]

No, the blogger is taking us to see a short film. Blogger, can I borrow one to talk?

Why does your instant noodles look tastier than mine, even though they're both instant noodles?

……

【Ahhh, my husband's wearing a white shirt again today? He looks so handsome!】

Ye Xian, I want to become chopsticks, to be used by you...

[Upstairs, a car wheel ran right over my face!]

……

[Driving through deserted streets in the pitch-black night, listening to the same song on repeat, it's so beautiful!]

[What a load of rubbish! Didn't you see the blogger is making money? I feel so sorry for her!]