Cultivation Shura Field

Xu Zhe thought about it and suddenly realized a possibility, so he said, "Could it be that your parents are afraid of comparison?"

Tang Lingfei: "Comparison?"

Xu Zhe: "Because your parents' cooking skills are limited, it may not be very attractive. So, in order to prevent you from getting used to hamburgers and fried chicken and refusing to eat the dishes at home, we simply forbid you to eat fried chicken hamburgers."

Tang Lingfei grasped another key point: "Okay, you said my parents are not good at cooking, I will go and tell them later."

Xu Zhe chuckled and reached out to scratch the girl's waist.

"Ah ah!"

Tang Lingfei jumped several meters away as if she had been electrocuted.

Song Xingye certainly wouldn't make a scene like her best friend. She sat down across the table and asked with a smile, "How was the competition?"

Xu Zhe: "I think it's relatively simple. After all, it's the preliminary round. In my opinion, they are all common sense questions."

Song Xingye: "But wouldn't it be a bit uncomfortable for a person to take an exam in an unfamiliar environment?"

Xu Zhe did not notice the girl's slightly meaningful gaze, and just replied calmly: "If you focus on the things in front of you, you won't be too affected by the surrounding environment."

Song Xingye nodded slightly and murmured, "That is to say, as long as you concentrate enough, you won't be affected by irrelevant things, right?"

Xu Zhe: "Yes, the most important thing is to get a lower score in the college entrance examination and sign a contract. If that works, I will have plenty of time to continue making games in high school and won't have any study pressure anymore."

At this time, Tang Lingfei sat down on a chair beside her and asked curiously, "Is the Mathematical Olympiad you took in the first grade of junior high school useless for the college entrance examination?"

Xu Zhe: "That one is only held within the province. It is not recognized outside our province, so it is only useful if you go to a high school in the province. The NOIP I applied for this time is a national competition. Even if it is a provincial ranking, it will be recognized nationwide. . And I am a junior high school student who applies to the high school group. If I can still win awards, I will easily be regarded as a genius, which will be an advantage..."

Before he could finish his words, Song Xingye's eyes suddenly widened.

The girl asked hastily, "You signed up for the high school group?!"

Xu Zhe: "Yes, didn't I tell you?"

Song Xingye immediately shook his head: "You rarely talk to us about competitions."

Xu Zhe spread his hands and said, "Because you guys wouldn't be interested in this kind of thing."

"What's wrong with the high school group..." Tang Lingfei next to him finally realized what was going on and blurted out, "Oh, right, then I'll be competing with Senior Sister Shen Lan!"

Xu Zhe suddenly realized why Song Xingye had such a reaction at this time.

At the same time, the beautiful hair on the hotel pillow seemed to float past his eyes.

"If you want to ask about Shen Lan, to be honest, I did run into her, but what's the big deal?" Xu Zhe was a little worried about upsetting the two girls, so he spoke nonchalantly, as if nothing abnormal had happened.

Besides, even if he wanted to tell the truth, he didn't know how to say it.

Xu Zhe himself didn’t know what happened last night.

Soon, he finished his hamburger, subconsciously walked into the study and turned on the computer.

The two girls sitting at the dining table exchanged glances quietly.

Then, Tang Lingfei took out the PSP from her pocket, walked into the study, and said behind him, "I'll give this back to you."

Xu Zhe: "Wouldn't it be nice to keep it with you?"

Of course Tang Lingfei couldn't say that this was an idea that Xiao Ye discussed with her - in order to come to Xu Zhe's house at any time in the future, she needed a reasonable excuse, and borrowing the game console was quite reasonable.

The lively girl smiled and said, "My parents are not happy. They said I shouldn't borrow it and not return it. After all, it's yours. Also, they are afraid that if I put the game console in my room, it will affect my studies."

"Okay, let's put it here." Xu Zhe patted the drawer next to him.

Tang Lingfei lowered her head to put away the game console.

Song Xingye was staring at the English on the screen, trying to understand it, and then asked aloud: "You have got your application...what is this?"

Xu Zhe: "I was recommended by the official Pingguo application platform. It's not easy. It took me a whole month to get the recommended position."

Song Xingye thought for a while.She still remembered how happy the usually mature and steady boy was when Xu Zhe's "Fruit Cutting" made during the last winter vacation was recommended by Pingguo's official platform, as if he was about to find a treasure trove.And later facts proved that that recommendation was really useful.

So the girl asked, "Why don't you seem very happy now?"

Xu Zhe looked back at her and smiled: "Actually, I'm quite happy, but now I'm not so easily excited."

Tang Lingfei suddenly asked: "How much money do you make now?"

Xu Zhe thought about it and hesitated a little. Considering that Song Xingye's family was still in debt, he was a little worried that the amount he told her would have a psychological impact on her.

But after thinking for a moment, he decided to tell the truth: "Now it's almost 700,000."

Tang Lingfei didn't hear clearly for a moment: "What?"

Song Xingye: "Seven hundred thousand yuan..."

Tang Lingfei was stunned: "Is making games so profitable?"

Xu Zhe: "But the fruit-cutting game is almost over. The revenue is decreasing and falling very fast. From now on, it will basically be a fraction of the original amount."

"Are you talking about a few thousand yuan?" Tang Lingfei opened her mouth exaggeratedly, "No, this is already a huge sum of money!"

Xu Zhe: "But this money can't be spent carelessly. I have games to make next, and they will become more and more complicated, so I need to hire people to make them."

Tang Lingfei: "No, you are so good at making money, why do you still need to go to school?"

Xu Zhe: "Going to school to expand your horizons is very important. I don't want to just make small games in my life."

"That's right. You're ranked first or second in your grade. It would be a shame if you didn't go to school... Don't you think so, Xiaoye? Xiaoye?"

Tang Lingfei called out twice and realized that her best friend's expression seemed a little strange.

Song Xingye had a smile on his face at this time, but that smile was obviously absent-minded, as if he was distracted.

Xu Zhe also asked: "What's wrong with you?"

Song Xingye came back to his senses and waved his hands: "It's okay, I... I'm just a little surprised, it's okay."

She couldn't express the worry that had just arisen in her mind. Since that was the case, she could only say nothing.

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172. Chapter 172 171 The Girl’s Thoughts

172.

2023-09-24

That night, when Song Huaifeng returned home, he was so tired that he could hardly move. He collapsed on the sofa and didn't want to move anymore.

At this time, Song Xingye came over, stopped in front of him, and asked, "Dad, are you free now? Can I ask you something?"

Song Huaifeng slowly raised his eyelids: "What's the matter?"

The girl felt a little sorry for her father's tiredness, but she thought about the following questions for a long time. She was afraid she would not be able to sleep if she didn't get a definite answer.

Song Xingye asked: "You are still helping Xu Zhe's company recently, right? How is the situation?"

Song Huaifeng smiled bitterly and said, "The company is doing well, but I am different. The store in the computer city has less and less customers this year. The store manager can't think of any other solution, so he can only strictly enforce discipline on the employees and assign them a lot of work. The salary hasn't increased at all, but the work has increased."

Song Xingye asked again: "So, how is Xu Zhe's company doing? Is it making a lot of money?"

"In fact, he is the only one, so I find it strange to call it a company..." Song Huaifeng said with emotion, "Others are either part-time or outsourced. As a result, he alone earns more than the entire store!"

“Because he’s a genius.”

The girl's tone was very calm at this time, and no emotion could be heard from her.

Song Huaifeng was a little confused: "By the way, why do you suddenly want to ask about his company?"

Song Xingye: "I'm just a little curious. I knew he was very smart and capable, but I didn't expect him to be so capable. I heard him say today that he has already made 700,000 yuan."

"Don't you know this better than I do?"

"How much does our family owe in total?"

Song Huaifeng pretended to be relaxed and said, "There are still more than 200,000 yuan left, and more than half of it has been paid back."

Song Xingye simply exposed it: "We only paid back so much by selling our house and car, but we no longer have cars and houses to sell. And the more than 200,000 you mentioned should be close to 300,000, like 280,000?"

Now, Song Huaifeng can no longer act relaxed.

He was slightly startled, then asked, "You don't want to ask Xu Zhe for help and ask him to help our family pay off the debt, do you?"

Song Xingye shook his head: "I don't have this idea. Have you ever thought about it?"

Song Huaifeng: "If someone is willing to pay an extra part-time salary, we should say thank you. This is already a help. Asking for more is really shameless."

"Okay, then you should have a good rest..."

Song Xingye was about to turn around and leave, but was stopped by his father again.

He said, "Wait a minute! You suddenly asked me this today. Is it because you feel inferior in front of Xu Zhe? Do you feel that our family conditions are not as good as his, so you can't hold your head up?"

Song Xingye looked at his father, neither confirming nor denying. But this silence already explained a lot.

Song Huaifeng sighed: "I've said it before, debt is your parents' business. No, it should be said that it's my business. You and your daughter did nothing wrong, don't feel inferior because of this."

Song Xingye whispered, "But I don't want Xu Zhe to think that I only approached him for money..."

Song Huaifeng slapped his thigh fiercely: "How old are you? Why do you think like this?"

Song Xingye: "But how old is Xu Zhe? How did he make so much money? Our family still owes money. If I get close to him, wouldn't it be like I have something to hide?"

Of course Song Huaifeng was not happy to see his daughter take the initiative to look for Xu Zhe, but if his daughter did not dare to look for that boy for this reason, he would only feel more heartbroken and more self-blame.

The man sat up straight, but didn't know what to say for a moment.

Song Xingye smiled again: "Okay, Dad, have a good rest. I have to go to school tomorrow, so I'm going to sleep. Good night."

"Good night……"

Watching his daughter turn and walk away, Song Huaifeng sighed helplessly.

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It was already very late at night, and even into the early morning, Song Xingye still couldn't sleep.

She turned on the desk lamp, got up from the bed, and opened the drawer against the wall - all the bookshelves in her previous home had been sold, so her books could only be stored in this drawer now.

The girl found a novel called Jane Eyre.

She had read this book a long time ago, and at that time she only thought that the heroine was hypocritical and the plot was bloody, but now...

The heroine in this novel is a girl with a tragic life story. She suffered a lot of abuse when she was young. Later, she became a tutor hired by the hero to teach the hero's daughter. Because of her poverty and plain appearance, the heroine was particularly passive when facing the handsome and rich hero.

Later, the hero and heroine fell in love with each other, but the hero deliberately pursued another beauty to test the heroine's reaction. When Song Xingye was still young, he couldn't help but complain when he saw this, "Can it be more ridiculous?"

But at this moment, she found the page she remembered and read it softly under the lamp:

"What chills me the most is the thought of the wider ocean, wealth and status that stands between me and the person I love..."

"If God had gifted me with some beauty and wealth, I could have made it as hard for you to leave me..."

After reading this, Song Xingye found that the words in front of her eyes were a little blurry. She knew that she was different from the heroine in the book. At least the compliments she had heard since she was a child and the countless looks from male classmates made her realize that she was very beautiful. But if this kind of beauty doesn't work on the person she likes, what's the point?

The key point is that his family owes so much debt, while Xu Zhe makes more money.

If I take the initiative towards Xu Zhe, what will he think? Will he look down on me?

Song Xingye looked down on those who decided their emotional affiliation based on material conditions, but now she found that others could also accuse her of this, and she could not refute it.

This is what makes the girl most uncomfortable.

She would rather be a princess, who could easily give gifts to the knight she loved, rather than be like a maid, begging for the prince's love and help - just thinking about the money factor being mixed into her feelings, she almost couldn't help crying.

Song Xingye stuffed the book back into the drawer and lay down on the bed, but found that he still couldn't fall asleep.

She subconsciously picked up her phone, but after looking through her contacts, she found no one to talk to.

Feifei? No.

Xu Zhe? Even worse.

The remaining contacts, apart from my parents and elders, are all classmates who are neither close nor unfamiliar to me. We have no common language and it is impossible for us to talk in such depth.

If there is no one to talk to, then you can only bury your worries deep in your heart.

Song Xingye lay straight, staring at the ceiling, not feeling sleepy at all.

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I fell asleep while coding, got up to upload the finished product, and went back to sleep...