Chapter 152: In the Morning, Each Flower Blooms on Its Own Branch

"What a stupid school, why can't students drive in! The battery of the new Porsche my dad bought for me is almost dead!"

In Shanghai, the joint venture university that claims to be jointly run by China and foreign countries and has a great reputation is actually a transit station for rich children to go abroad.

The tuition fee of public universities is about 5,000 yuan a year, while here it is 150,000 yuan a year, a difference of nearly 30 times.

And this is just the most basic cost. Going to a third-rate school abroad in the second half of the year will cost even more.

Listening to the complaints of his roommates, Song Bin was calm in his heart. He had become accustomed to the virtues of these rich second-generations.

He was still thinking about his own things.

Compared with high school, his personality has changed a lot. He has become more confident and more mature.

Because he has found his own direction and role model.

Just this change makes him look out of place among a group of confused classmates.

"Song Bin, let's go have a drink tonight. There are girls from the Foreign Affairs University. Please take a seat!"

Song Bin shook his head and said, "No time. I'm going to the Five Stars Arena."

He has a few new ideas about composing music. He wants to verify them and ask the boss for advice.

The roommate showed an unhappy expression. He had already found out who in the class was really rich and who came to school on tiptoe. He thought that these were all future resources, so he often organized parties and took a group of "connections" out to have fun.

Although Song Bin came from a small place, his family was very powerful. Unfortunately, this fat guy was stubborn and often humiliated him.

Song Bin didn't care what these guys thought of him. He wanted to be like the boss, hardworking, self-disciplined, and mature, instead of being unruly and having the hardest wallet.

However, many times, the development of things will not change because of what you think.

The N97 in his pocket, which was the same model as his father's, rang. Song Bin saw that it was his father calling, and he answered the call a few steps behind his classmates.

"Song Bin, I'm taking a flight to Shanghai at noon, and there will be a drinking party in the evening. Can you come and join us?"

Song Bin was stunned, and said reflexively: "I don't need it."

The father on the other end of the phone sighed and said: "Song Bin, your second uncle said that you are not serious in class and run outside all day long. So you must learn something, right? You don't want to go abroad, do you want to play for the rest of your life?"

Song Bin frowned and said: "I'm not playing, I'm making music, you know."

"Music is playing."

There was silence on both sides of the phone.

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"How terrible! It's not even halfway through October, and I'm almost out of living expenses!!"

"It's because you went out to play during the National Day holiday and spent too much!"

"I'm not like you. You didn't spend a dollar in seven or eight days with Li Chengwei."

"Oh! What are you talking about! I did spend a little bit."

In the School of Arts and Crafts, several girls chattered as they walked towards the teaching building.

Tong Xin fell behind a few steps, carrying her camera bag.

Although it was heavy, she almost never left it with her. She couldn't afford to have such a valuable and special thing stolen.

Suddenly, Tong Xin thought that the composition formed by the rising sun in the distance and a big tree was very beautiful, so she stopped and took out her camera and quickly took a picture.

After previewing it, it was very good.

I can send it to Zhou Rui to see in the evening.

Thinking of this, Tong Xin heard the call from her roommate in front of her: "Tong Xin, stop taking pictures! What's so good about taking pictures of a tree? Go, go!"

"Here we go!"

The chattering of the girls resumed.

"By the way, I heard from them in the group yesterday that a senior is introducing part-time jobs. You don't have living expenses, so why don't you give it a try?"

"Why go? That's a photography part-time job. I don't even have a camera. Tong Xin, you can try it."

To be honest, several roommates envy Tong Xin for having her own camera. Even though their family conditions are not too bad, it is estimated that when they buy a camera in the future, it will not be such a top-of-the-line professional model.

When Tong Xin saw Cue, she asked, "What part-time job?"

A roommate said, "It's just taking product pictures for those Taobao online stores. They are all very small companies, so they can only hire students to do it."

Tong Xin was a little tempted. Her living expenses have always been tight.

But she was a little unsure. She has always taken pictures of landscapes, portraits, close-ups, etc., and the only audience is Zhou Rui. Although she has made up a lot of knowledge, she feels a little guilty for taking pictures for money.

The roommate said, "What are you afraid of! If you go to these small online stores, you can make money. Where can you find such professional equipment for 100 yuan a day? It's 60 yuan a day to hand out flyers."

100 yuan a day

According to this calculation, even if she only shoots two days a month on weekends, she can still make 800 yuan in extra money, and her living expenses are only 900, which is equivalent to doubling.

You can also hone your photography skills

"Why don't you give it a try? How can I contact that senior sister?"

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"Eat slowly! No one will snatch it from you!"

In Wanjing Garden, Li Wenqian ate breakfast happily.

Since Li Huihua came to Shanghai, she has been very active in eating every morning and evening, and finally got rid of the days of eating three meals a day in the cafeteria.

In just a few days, she has gained a pound.

While cleaning up the dishes, Li Huihua said, "Take some of this radish cake to Zhou Rui to try, and ask him to come to our house for dinner on the weekend."

Li Wenqian puffed her cheeks and nodded: "I had lunch with him yesterday. Mom Zhou Rui is miserable. She eats in the cafeteria every day."

"Swallow it before talking. And the girl who ate with me last time is also from Fudan University. Let's call her over on the weekend. I'll cook crabs and fish."

Li Huihua didn't like cooking originally. She was forced to do it by taking care of Li Wenqian alone, but it's different now.

Having to do it and doing it with interest are two different things. Her cooking skills are getting better and better.

Li Wenqian packed a few slices of radish cake in a lunch box and went out with her schoolbag.

Wanjingyuan is not far from Fudan University, but it's still necessary to hurry up.

After getting out of the elevator, Li Wenqian saw a strange older sister standing outside the door of the unit. It seemed that she forgot to bring the unit door key. She trotted two steps to open the door and helped her hold it for a while.

She turned around and was about to speed up to leave, but was stopped by that figure.

"Girl, you are Li Wenqian, right?"

Li Wenqian turned her head in confusion.

This is a woman dressed very fashionably, about 30 years old, not beautiful, but not ugly either.

Li Wenqian asked cautiously: "Who are you looking for?"

The woman smiled gently: "I'm looking for you, Teacher Qian."

Li Wenqian became more alert, as not many people knew that she was Qian

"My name is Li Yuehua, and I'm a professional agent."