Who Would Fall in Love After Being Reborn?

TL: Etude

“I know that recently many people in our club have been doing part-time jobs outside, which is a good thing. After all, promoting work-study programs is something the school has always advocated. However, because of this, we’ve often struggled to gather enough people for activities, which is really crossing the line.”

“I hope you all can understand clearly, this part-time activity is an opportunity provided by our club, aimed at honing your writing skills, not for you to be solely profit-driven!”

“Do you still remember your initial dreams when you joined the Literature Club? Spending all day writing melodramatic fluff, do you still have the passion to create?”

“The debate competition next month is crucial. Four nearby universities will participate. Those who want to sign up should stop doing part-time jobs. This is a mandatory requirement. Think about it for yourselves; I don’t want you to bring shame to our Literature Club.”

At the East Campus, Building A, in the Literature Club’s activity room.

Yao Yanling was speaking at the podium. Her voice was so loud that it could be heard clearly even outside the classroom.

Jiang Qin stood outside the door, listening for a while, thinking to himself that whatever he thinks, happens. He had just been considering how Dong Wenhao was proficient in content management and wanted to recruit him, and now the opportunity had presented itself.

“Boss, what do you think?” Dong Wenhao asked quietly.

Jiang Qin turned to him, “Aren’t you in charge of the part-time job thing? With Yao Yanling doing this, can you still survive in the club?”

Dong Wenhao touched his nose, “Is Sister Yao targeting me?”

“Of course she’s not targeting you, she’s targeting Shi Miaomiao.”

“?”

Jiang Qin pulled him aside to the south end of the corridor, “Shi Miaomiao’s ‘You are the Fireworks of the World’ is very popular on the forum and has many fans. Did you know about this?”

Dong Wenhao nodded, “I know, and I’m quite happy for her. She loves writing s, and it’s great that she’s achieving success.”

“Don’t play dumb with me. The ground promotion has been going on for so long, Yao Yanling must have seen Shi Miaomiao’s on the forum. That girl has always been suppressed by Yao Yanling. I rejected Yao’s submission but accepted Shi Miaomiao’s. Can’t you see the obvious here?”

Dong Wenhao’s face changed instantly, “Sister Yao wouldn’t be so petty, right?”

“A woman can be magnanimous towards a man, but towards another woman, there’s only ever jealousy, especially under similar circumstances,” Jiang Qin explained clearly.

“No, boss, I think you might be wrong.”

“?”

Dong Wenhao lowered his voice, “After I secretly submitted Shi Miaomiao’s manuscript to you, I felt it wasn’t appropriate and confessed to Sister Yao. She was very calm about it, not angry at all.”

Jiang Qin sighed, “She thinks Shi Miaomiao’s writing is trash, even if it’s published on my website, it’s still trash. She wouldn’t stop you, and might even use this to boast about her discerning eye while proving that I’m blind. See, I told you it’s not good, and it really isn’t!”

“But now Miaomiao is popular…” Dong Wenhao’s face turned pale.

“Yes, now Shi Miaomiao is popular, proving that Yao is the one without insight. And since you gave me Shi’s manuscript, who else would she hate but you?”

Dong Wenhao felt a tingling in his scalp, “She should hate you!”

After listening, Jiang Qin sneered, “What’s the use of her hating me? I’m not from the literature department, nor am I part of the Literature Club. Hating me is pointless. But don’t forget, you are the one closest to her who is responsible.”

“What should I do now?”

“Your days ahead might not be easy,” Jiang Qin clicked his tongue.

Dong Wenhao frowned, “But I love literature, I’m passionate about it.”

Jiang Qin patted his shoulder, “Don’t kid yourself. I knew from the first time I met you that you’re not suited for the Literature Club.”

“Boss, talk about the matter at hand, don’t attack me personally!” Dong Wenhao felt he had a talent for literary creation.

“You call yourself part of the Literature Club, yet you spend all day reading men’s magazines. ‘Separated for Three Years, Yet The Wife is Mysteriously Pregnant,’ is this what you call literature?”

Dong Wenhao opened his mouth, struggling to find any words to refute, “So, should I just leave the Literature Club?”

Jiang Qin nodded subtly, “But even if you leave, you can still continue working. You’re already adept at content work, so come work as a content planner for me first.”

“But I’m already a lone commander now, who would I plan for?”

“Is it only the Literature Club members who can write? Everyone is a product of compulsory education, having survived the fierce competition of college entrance exams. Why should only the Literature Club members be considered talented?”

“Boss, you’re not joking with me, are you?”

Jiang Qin opened his phone and flipped to the calendar, “I’ll give you two days. Recruit a group of people for content creation. No matter how many you can get, it’s fine if the post quality is a bit low.”

Dong Wenhao hesitated, “We’re not a club; we don’t have the right to openly recruit students for work.”

“Rules are dead, but people are alive. Other societies attract members with academic credits; we don’t have that capability. We only have a bit of money. Offer five yuan per article, and I don’t believe there will be anyone who truly sees money as dirt.”

Dong Wenhao’s mind buzzed, thinking how Jiang Qin could say such impressive words in such a humble tone. But Jiang knew that Dong’s asking this question meant he had completely surrendered. With Yao Yanling as the club president, continuing in the Literature Club was unrealistic for him.

“After establishing the content team, change the creative direction and guide the users,” Jiang Qin said.

Dong Wenhao, surprised by the swift change in topic, took a while to respond, “Change to what direction?”

“Do you know about the concept of ‘campus belle’?”

“I know, I’ve seen videos in the special section.”

“?????”

Jiang Qin was taken aback, wondering if Dong was using the same website as him.

“Keep going, boss, campus belle, then what?” Dong Wenhao’s eyes were filled with curiosity.

“Does your literature department have anyone who claims to be the campus belle?”

“Yes, Liu Yiyi and Sun Xiaoyu. They’ve always claimed themselves as campus belles and many guys seem to agree. But I don’t think it’s right. Although they’re pretty, they aren’t quite at the level of campus belles. There are plenty of prettier girls at Linchuan University.”

Jiang Qin nodded, “The next step is to hype up the concept of the campus belle. For instance, stating that Liu Yiyi is the number one campus belle of Linchuan University, and no one else compares. Then people will start to argue, claiming that Sun Xiaoyu is the real campus belle and Liu Yiyi, just a flat runway, should step aside!”

Dong Wenhao, still confused, replied, “What’s the point of doing this?”

“The forum’s user base has been growing, but interaction remains low. People like to watch but not participate. So, I plan to guide a highly controversial topic. Then, leverage it to organize a campus belle voting competition, where users support their favorite goddesses through posting, daily voting, and attracting new users,” Jiang Qin briefly explained his plan.

Dong Wenhao frowned, still not fully comprehending, “And then?”

“I run the website to make money. The simplest way to monetize right now is through advertising. I need to show Linchuan’s businesses how many active users are on my forum, right?”

Dong Wenhao pursed his lips, “But in terms of looks, who can compete with your girl?”

“You mean Feng Nanshu? She’s a little bug, too much of a rule breaker. She can’t participate, or else no one else would stand a chance.”

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TL: xddd

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