Why bother with dating when you already have a cat?

I never expected that my dad, who hardly ever used a smartphone before, would gradually start to accept the internet.

You know, before, he mostly just used the computer to play cards online.

Like Ai Qing's grandfather, he rarely goes online.

Not to mention surfing like a young person.

After listening, Ai Qing fell into deep thought for a moment, and then laughed.

"Dad, if you really want to give it a try, I think it's feasible."

"Are you sure?" Ai Zhongguo wasn't really sure about it, after all, he had only been involved in these things for a short time and didn't understand the intricacies involved at all.

But Ai Qing is different.

Although he had never done anything related to social media, he had some understanding of it.

It would be quite easy for Ai Zhongguo to get started.

The most crucial point is that for someone like Ai Zhongguo, who has no worries about food and drink, there is no need to care too much about other things.

There's no pressure to make a living, so I can just focus on creating my own content.

Mainly, Ai Zhongguo wanted to find something to do, otherwise he wouldn't be used to being idle every day and prematurely entering a retirement life.

"Sure, but you need to understand the rules first," Ai Qing warned him beforehand. "If you want to make money from this, you'd better be prepared to not earn any money for several months or even a year or two."

"Huh?" Ai Zhongguo was taken aback for a moment, then asked, "Why? Don't these people working on the platform get paid?"

"You're overthinking it." Ai Qing rolled her eyes at him. "The platform only provides a place for you to publish content. As for making money, you have to figure out how to monetize your traffic yourself."

"The simplest way is to take on advertisements, but the prerequisite is that you have fans."

"To gain followers, you need to have good content that can attract people's attention."

"So if you create content and post it, but you don't get many followers and the views aren't high, then no advertisers will want to invest in you."

Ai Zhongguo suddenly fell into deep thought.

But Ai Qing whispered in his ear, tempting him, "But if you had as many followers as those bloggers, you could earn tens or hundreds of thousands of yuan from a single advertisement, that would be amazing."

This remark, however, only drew a sneer from Ai Zhongguo: "Don't get too greedy, kid."

"What's the use of making so much money? In the end, you still need to have content."

"I just can't stand all those weird and strange things online. Haven't you seen your grandpa always cursing them?"

Speaking of which, although Ai Qing's father is now unemployed, he did win some awards back in the day.

He was hailed as an outstanding journalist or a model citizen of the entire province.

Ai Zhongguo is indeed a veteran when it comes to writing articles as a reporter and editor.

In terms of simply creating in-depth content, Ai Qing really has nothing to worry about.

But these days, the internet might not buy into that.

But it doesn't matter, let Dad play by himself, it's good enough that he has something to do.

"Then good luck! I believe in you!" Ai Qing encouraged him, giving him a thumbs up.

"I need your encouragement? I want to ask you, can you just register an account on these places and post things?" Ai Zhongguo asked. "How do you post things?"

"I'll teach you."

……

Ai Qing and Ai Zhongguo were chatting enthusiastically when Xiao Yu joined in and shared some of her experiences with live streaming.

To be fair, ever since Xiaoyu gained 100,000 followers, some people have actually approached her to place advertisements.

However, this is only something that happens around August, so Ai Qing told her not to rush and to choose carefully first.

But this can be considered a valuable experience, which he shared with Ai Zhongguo.

This made Ai Zhongguo look at Xiaoyu with even more admiration. He curiously looked at Xiaoyu's account and saw that it was full of game-related videos.

Fortunately, when Ai Qing agreed to Xiao Yu's live stream, she didn't include any suggestive content, otherwise it would have been really difficult to expose such things in front of her elders.

But Xiaoyu is just an ordinary virtual game streamer, so it doesn't really matter.

However, just as Ai Qing and the others were getting into their conversation, it was already close to noon.

Ai Zhongguo stretched and stood up from the sofa, saying he was going upstairs to call Ai Qing's mother down to prepare lunch.

Little Fish also sneaked into the kitchen and went to find Grandma Lang Xiangying to continue learning some cooking secrets from her.

Ai Qing sat idly on the sofa, and finally got up and went to the supermarket to chat with her grandfather for a while.

"Why don't you go with your little girlfriend?" Ai Lisong leaned back in her recliner, glanced at him, and turned down the volume of her Douyin video before speaking.

"Xiaoyu is helping Grandma cook, and I have nothing to do by myself." Ai Qing strolled over and took a bag of potato chips from the shelf.

"Don't eat snacks before lunch, or your grandma will scold me again later." Ai Lisong said "Hey," reminding him not to eat random things.

Reluctantly, Ai Qing put down the potato chips, grabbed a lollipop, tore off the wrapper, stuffed it into her mouth, and returned to the cashier.

Before he could even exchange a few words with his grandfather, his phone suddenly vibrated.

And it was a continuous vibration.

Ai Qing took out her phone with a puzzled look. She felt that the vibration frequency was not very regular, and it didn't seem like someone was calling.

When he opened it, he found that it was full of people on WeChat looking for him.

【Youxi does whatever she wants】: I'm dying of laughter, hahaha! How did you tell your parents? You're going to be famous on social media now.

ha?

Ai Qing was completely confused. After glancing at the messages from other people who had contacted him, his expression finally changed drastically, and he quickly opened his own WeChat Moments.

Then he stared blankly at the ceiling, and for a moment he seemed to be in a daze, as if he was about to collapse at any moment.

Chapter 180 Summer Vacation Diary

What would an author feel if their work were announced to the world by their mother on social media?

Ai Qing didn't know this before, but now she understands.

Without her knowledge, Yao Qiang posted a link to a novel on Qidian on her WeChat Moments, specifically mentioning that it was written by her beloved son.

Wait, didn't he only tell his dad yesterday?

That guy patted his chest and assured him yesterday that he definitely wouldn't tell anyone.

I was just having a heart-to-heart talk with him about our future plans, and this is how it ends?!

His face flushed red, and he had no interest in arguing with those who were trying to make fun of him. He stormed into the living room in a huff.

Before he could even react, Yao Qiang, who had already come downstairs, waved to him, signaling him to come over quickly.

"Ai Qing, come here and look at this!" Yao Qiang excitedly pulled Ai Qing to sit on the sofa and showed him the post on her WeChat Moments.

When Ai Qing saw her mother's post on WeChat Moments, she felt a chill run through her.

After all, looking at his account, you can only see likes and replies from his mutual friends with his mother.

When I checked just now, there were only about ten likes.

But when Ai Qing looked at her mother's WeChat Moments, the dozens of likes and long replies were so dazzling that they almost blinded her.

"No, why are you like this..." Ai Qing only got halfway through her sentence before she realized what she meant.

His mother, Yao Qiang, is not some socially anxious online novelist.

People like Ai Qing have about a hundred WeChat friends, mostly high school and college classmates, and some business owners who are forced to add them when going out to eat.

In addition, there are WeChat contacts from some relatives and friends.

There's only this small circle.

But Yao Qiang is quite different.

First, there's Ai Zhongguo's family, with whom Yao Qiang gets along very well.

Ae Jong-kook doesn't usually like maintaining interpersonal relationships, and he has very few close friends.

However, Yao Qiang is relatively good at interpersonal relationships. She never forgets to give gifts on holidays and has also proactively created several family groups where everyone chats occasionally, meets up for activities when they have free time, and goes on trips together during the Chinese New Year.

In addition, Yao Qiang also has some close female friends, and from that, she also has close friends with the owners of beauty salons and hair salons with whom she often goes out.

Besides that, there are many colleagues and clients to deal with for work.

Yao Qiang is very capable in this area; otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to reach her current position.

Now, Yao Qiang has at least one or two thousand friends on WeChat, which is more than ten times the number her son has.

This post on WeChat Moments got quite a few likes as soon as it was published.

This was only posted a short while ago.

Ai Qing couldn't even imagine what would happen if she had to wait a few more hours.

The list of nicknames that liked the post probably takes up more than half of the screen, right?

"How about that? I guess I've given you some publicity," Yao Qiang chuckled. "I heard from your dad that your book made quite a bit of money? If more people read it, you might make even more, right?"

Ai Qing's lips twitched upon hearing this: "Heh, heh... I really thank you."

After saying this, he looked at Ai Zhongguo, who looked guilty, with a resentful expression.

"Ahem..." Ai Zhongguo coughed twice, then said casually, "I was watching it so intently yesterday that your mom found out, and there was nothing I could do about it."

"Why? You can tell your dad, but you can't tell your mom?" Yao Qiang glanced at Ai Qing and said, "It's not like it's anything shameful. I read the book yesterday, and it's quite well-written, isn't it?"

Isn't that great?

The story is quite lighthearted and sweet when the male and female leads are still in the tug-of-war phase.

Ai Qing was afraid that the two of them would actually see the rest of the story.

In the past month or so, after confirming her relationship with Xiaoyu, although there hasn't been any physical progress between them, Ai Qing has definitely let loose in the book.

Driving was incredibly unrestrained and liberating.

I don't know if my parents can accept it.