After being kicked out of the wealthy family along with her yandere childhood friend

After finishing the last stroke of the painting, Bai Tao zoomed in and checked the entire painting from beginning to end.

I checked every detail repeatedly to make sure there was nothing that needed to be changed.

Then add a watermark to your work, prohibiting reposting and commercial use. Please indicate the source if creating derivative works.

She chose a really energetic and exciting background music track, and clicked "post" with satisfaction.

Then he lay on the sofa, held his phone in front of his face, and kept refreshing the page to admire his own work.

The images on the screen were dazzlingly bright; she watched them many times, yet she never got tired of them.

She felt that her drawing was really good; every stroke was just right, full of emotion, and she wanted to look at it again and again.

She's confident! She'll definitely become a hit!

Pei Jin sat opposite Bai Tao on the sofa. Bai Tao's phone was playing that really exciting and intense song on repeat. What was that word again? Brainwashing.

Yes, it's brainwashing.

Each time, it will play right at the chorus's climax, and then start playing again from the beginning.

His train of thought was disrupted twice by the same rhythm. He closed the book and looked up at Bai Tao.

He glanced at the time and turned off the computer screen.

I got up, picked up my phone, opened a cooking app, and searched for a recipe for hawthorn pork ribs.

Bai Tao admired the peach for ten minutes.

The page refreshes every thirty seconds, and I watch the page views slowly climb from single digits, with occasional new little red dots lighting up.

Five or six likes and two comments, all praising the drawing.

Although the quantity was small, she was satisfied.

When she switched to WeChat, she saw that Bai Shen had replied to her with two messages, the last of which was a picture.

Is this you?

【image】

She clicked on the picture, which was a screenshot of her own account homepage.

Bai Tao's hand paused slightly.

Her first reaction was to run away. She didn't know how to face Bai Shen and always felt a little awkward, especially when he inquired about her life.

It wasn't me.

Less than three seconds after the message was sent, Bai Shen sent over a new screenshot.

It was in the comments section of her first work, and she replied to it personally.

Thank you, baby, it's really me.

She stared at the message she had replied to for three seconds.

A lone symbol pops up on the screen.

【? 】

Bai Tao could feel Bai Shen's gaze even through the screen.

That gaze seemed to extend from the phone screen, invisible.

She remained silent for a long time, feeling incredibly embarrassed.

Yes, it's me.

[Does my brother also want me to draw for him? qwq]

She is a master of face-changing.

On the other side, Bai Shen sat in the group's president's office, rubbing his forehead and smiling wryly.

Delete your first submission that features your profile picture.

Just as Bai Tao was about to ask why, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind: Bai Zhenzhen had said how much her fans wanted to know what she looked like.

She didn't hesitate for long before typing a line of text.

Okay, brother.

Bai Shen stared at those four words, his finger pausing briefly on the edge of his phone.

He had prepared himself to tell Bai Tao how many eyes were watching in this circle if she asked why.

He didn't expect her to agree so readily.

Perhaps he never truly understood his younger sister.

Given her seemingly obedient but actually somewhat rebellious nature, from the moment she was kicked out of the house...

He thought she was the kind of person who would make a scene and think about how to get revenge on her family.

Unexpectedly, Bai Tao was so sensible.

Bai Tao hid the first work in the next second.

She acted quickly, and Bai Shen opened the app her assistant had downloaded for her and found Bai Tao's account.

He wasn't very familiar with how to use the software, and it took him a while to finally access her homepage.

The first work was gone, so he scrolled down and saw that Bai Tao had posted a new work.

The recently popular IP, Demon Orb and Spirit Orb, unfolds on the screen, with red and blue colors blending together, creating a solemn and dignified appearance.

It's as if the fates of two people are intertwined. The style of the painting carries a flamboyance and efficiency that doesn't belong to her previous persona.

The game company under the Bai Group also has a collaboration with this IP. He had seen the materials sent by the project team and had some impression of the two characters.

He zoomed in on the image and looked at it carefully for a while. He hadn't seen Bai Tao paint much before, and he realized that her painting style was so bold.

Without a second thought, Bai Shen took a screenshot and sent it to his assistant.

【image】

[Pick some online trolls for this video.]

The assistant didn't understand, but did as instructed.

"Wash your hands and eat."

Pei Jin bent down and placed the freshly cooked hawthorn ribs on the coffee table.

The ribs were a bright red color. Bai Tao looked up and her eyes lit up when she saw the plate of ribs on the table.

"You're eating so well!"

She put down her phone, jumped off the sofa, and jogged a few steps to the bathroom to wash her hands.

She wiped her hands, sat obediently on the sofa, and waited for Pei Jin to get her chopsticks.

I haven't had such delicious fresh meat in so long.

When Bai Tao took her first bite of the rib, her tongue was greeted by a sweet and sour flavor. The meat was stewed until tender, and it easily fell off the bone with a gentle touch.

I almost shed a tear.

Pei Jin is amazing! It tastes so good! I'm so touched.

Pei Jin looked at her exaggerated performance, lowered his eyes, said nothing, and put another piece of pork rib into her bowl.

In the past, Bai Tao probably wouldn't have even glanced at these dishes, but now she's getting this excited just because of a spare rib.

"Eat more if you like."

He only had time to do this because he wasn't busy. It took him an hour just to stew the pork ribs. If he were working, he wouldn't have had this much free time.

In just the time it takes for Bai Tao to have a meal, the number of likes has already exceeded 5.

Her phone was vibrating wildly on the table, its screen constantly lighting up.

Bai Tao put down her chopsticks, picked them up, and stared wide-eyed.

Holy crap.

As she watched the number jump upwards, her heart raced, almost leaping out of her mouth.

She knew that her hard work would definitely pay off.

She's already received over 99 private messages, and the number of likes keeps increasing; she can't even imagine how many views she'll get.

She's... famous now?

Half of the comments in the comment section seem to be from bots.

However, many people are also seriously praising her paintings, her composition, color, and attention to detail.

Holy crap, another new chef is cooking!

[What software was used to create this? May I ask, teacher, what equipment was used?]

[It's incredibly popular!]

【Do you accept orders, teacher?】

[Same question, how much do you charge for orders, does anyone know?]

Who is this person? I've never seen them before.

Bai Tao was so excited that she didn't even have time to eat. She had her chopsticks in her mouth, her cheeks bulging, and she forgot to chew her food.

Pei Jin glanced at her, then gently tapped the rim of her bowl with his chopsticks, making a crisp sound.

"Eat your food properly and stop playing on your phone."

Bai Tao immediately put down her phone, swallowed the food in her mouth, and smiled at him.

"Hehe, okay, okay."

After dinner, Pei Jin was washing the dishes, while Bai Tao sat on the sofa, humming a very energetic and upbeat song.

He kept swaying back and forth on the sofa, looking like he was in a very good mood.

She is extremely excited. This is the first time so many people have seen her paintings and recognized her talent.

It wasn't because she was the eldest daughter of the Bai family, nor because of her beauty.

Pei Jin washed his hands, lowered the bed curtains, and lay down on the bed.

He leaned back on the pillow, took out his phone, and hesitated for a moment in the search bar.

He had just caught a glimpse of blue and red flashes in the white peach painting; it was the painting she had been working on a few days ago.

He tried a few keywords and scrolled through several unrelated videos before a video that had just been released that day appeared on his screen.

My online name is "I really want peaches".

It has already received 8 likes.

Pei Jin's gaze lingered on those numbers for a moment.

That's amazing.

He stared at the number for a few seconds, then glanced at the comments section. There were already seven or eight thousand comments, and it was still increasing.

He didn't know how to describe this feeling. While he was happy for Bai Tao, he was also anxious and sad because he was not capable enough and not good enough for her.

Bai Tao is really amazing and outstanding. Without Bai Tao, he doesn't know what he would be like now.

An unprecedented sense of oppression washed over him, like a thin rope tightening around his chest, making it hard for him to breathe.

Anxiety, irritability, tension, and impatience...

He needs to work harder and not waste a single minute.

Helping someone write a paper can be done in the evening, since there's a time difference anyway.

During the day, he still has to go out to find work and do jobs.

If I can't find a job, I'll just keep working at the express sorting center for now.

He had never been so anxious before, so anxious that his heart was clenching, as if someone had squeezed it tightly and he couldn't let go.

He found the WeChat account of the courier sorting center supervisor he had added while working, opened the chat box, and typed a line of text.

"Hey bro, are you still hiring? I've almost recovered and want to go back to work."

The supervisor who was directing the movement on the assembly line had his phone vibrate twice in his pocket.

He took it out and glanced at it. After thinking for a long time, he finally remembered that this person was the young man who had been hit by the courier a couple of days ago.

After only three days of rest, they're already back to work?

Well, another desperate criminal has arrived.

However, the assembly line is short-staffed every day, and he generally won't actively create conflicts with these money-grubbing lunatics.

Since the other person asked, he couldn't stop them even if he wanted to.

He typed "Come on" and sent it, then put his phone back in his pocket and continued yelling at others to do their jobs.

Pei Jin, who had originally planned to take a nap, lifted the curtain again, sat up from the bed, and went to the coffee table to take the books and computer inside.

His movements were very gentle. Bai Tao was still immersed in the joy of the fire and twisted and turned on the sofa.

The next second, Pei Jin gently lifted the curtain.

She immediately stopped what she was doing, looked at Pei Jin with starry eyes as he walked in, bent down, and took the computer and a few books from next to the coffee table.

Pei Jin didn't look at her, and the curtain was lowered again.

Hearing the soft creaking of the mattress coming from the other side of the floral curtain, Bai Tao confirmed that no one would be lifting the curtain again, and started twisting her body again.

I'm so excited!

Pei Jin leaned against the bed, the computer on his lap, the light from the screen reflecting on his face.

He glanced at the curtain, and thinking of Bai Tao squirming on the sofa just now, he smiled gently, his face showing a doting affection that he himself was unaware of.

That idiot.

Too many people are asking Bai Tao if she's taking orders; she can't keep up with the replies.

He directly included his contact information in the homepage description.

[For those taking orders, please add xxxxxx]

She drew a very cute chibi-style character portrait for herself.

A cute little girl with two braids and wearing a white dress is sitting on a huge piece of drawing paper, holding a paintbrush that is bigger than herself.

She doesn't plan to raise the price for those simple character illustrations; she'll keep it at 30 yuan per piece. She can't forget her roots!

Moreover, she is now very familiar with the process, so she can write quickly, without much effort, and the output time is short.

But for the more complex ones, she plans to refer to the prices of mid-level bloggers.

In the comments section, besides those praising her, some people also questioned whether she was created by AI.

Is this image created by AI?

The details don't quite look like they were drawn by hand.

[It looks like the photos were edited after being fed to the camera.]

A few similar comments were mixed in with the praise. She looked at those comments and blinked.

Open your drawing software and access the layer history for that image.

She took about five or six screenshots of the layers, and then found several screen recordings of her drawing process, cut them together, and pieced them into a video of about twenty seconds.

The last few frames of the video showed a screenshot of the netizen's question, but the profile picture and ID were carefully blurred.

She added a short caption,

[The older generation of artists are still hand-making it~ [Buddhist-like][Buddhist-like]]

This video didn't go viral like the previous one after it was posted.

The growth rate of page views has slowed down considerably, but some fans in the comments section are actively defending her.

Why did you provoke her?

On the other side of the curtain, Pei Jin turned his gaze back to the screen, his fingers lightly sliding across the touchpad.

The faint look of doting that had surfaced on his face when he saw Bai Tao wriggling around slowly faded away.

Instead, he had a furrowed brow and a slightly pursed mouth.

On the screen was a blank resume template, and he carefully and seriously rewrote his resume.

His electronic academic certificate has been sent to him by his MTI professor via email.

He downloaded the supporting documents to his computer and filled them into the corresponding sections of his resume.

He submitted his resume to several large internet and financial companies.

There are also a few startups related to his biomedical field. They are not large in scale, but he is very optimistic about their direction.

When I clicked the send button, the progress bar on the screen spun for a few seconds, and then a message popped up saying that the send was successful.

He yawned.

I tried to stay awake by biting the soft flesh inside my mouth; a slight stinging sensation came from the inside of my mouth, preventing me from falling asleep.

He continued reading Chi Shibao's paper, his fingers typing rapidly on the keyboard.

He had originally planned to rest for a few more days, but now he couldn't wait to write his thesis while moving packages.

This anxiety—the urgency to do something, the desire for immediate results—was screaming in every cell and organ of his body.

The intense emotional shift made his heart pound and his fingers tremble as he typed.

The trembling was something he couldn't control at all, and he glanced at his trembling wrist with some irritation.

My heart is trembling.

He even has an urge to cry and beg Bai Tao to slow down.

Don't run so fast, don't become so bright, give him enough time to be worthy of her.

She was so vibrant, radiant, and fearless.

Wait for him a little longer, wait for him a little longer.

He covered his eyes with his hands, and in a corner where no one could see, a tear slid down his cheek.

It fell into the collar and seeped into a tiny, dark dot.

The next second, he wiped away his tears.

I put my hands back on the keyboard and took a deep breath.

Only the weak are defeated by fate.

He is not weak.

On the other side of the curtain, Bai Tao was still wriggling around, unaware of Pei Jin's current anxiety and helplessness.