After having dinner with Pei Ningle in the cafeteria, Wang Heng accompanied her to the bar outside the school and then escaped.

There is still a lot of time before the start of the singing, but Wang Heng did not stay for even a minute, and he slipped away very quickly.

So Pei Ningle could only sit in the bar, drinking free warm water, and was bored.

Suddenly, a man with his hair combed over came over and asked, "Little sister, how old are you? Can't drink wine?"

Pei Ningle shook the cup in his hand: "Yes, so this is boiled water."

The man smiled again and said, "I've been to the bar and I still drink water. How boring is it? Will my brother invite you to drink?"

Pei Ningle asked back, "You said that I can't drink alcohol when I am old, so why should I treat me?"

"It's a small cup, don't worry, it's okay."

The girl shook her head: "No, I'm going to go on stage later, so Brother Tao doesn't even let me drink Coke."

“Go on stage?”

When the man was stunned, he heard another voice from behind, which was the bar owner Yan Zitao.

"Friends, you can play other beauties in this scene, but this little sister is an exception. She is our professional resident singer."

The resident singer? He glanced at Yan Zitao and found that he seemed to be the owner of this bar. When he came to hook up with a girl the first two times, he saw Brother Tao instructing the waiter at the counter... But when he looked at this young girl, he really couldn't believe it.

The man shrugged: "What will the little sister sing later? Will the nursery rhyme?"

Pei Ningle showed no sign of being irritated, but just replied calmly: "You will know if you listen later."

"Then I'll wait and see." After that, the man turned around and walked away.

Yan Zitao glanced at him, withdrew his gaze, looked at the girl in front of him, and said, "I've found you a good job."

After experiencing thousands of miles of traveling to send heads to the kidnappers, coupled with Wang Heng's repeated emphasis, Pei Ningle has already become very vigilant.

She said alertly: "What life?"

Yan Zitao: "Just the nearby University of Telecommunications and Technology, their school will hold a party to welcome freshmen at the end of September, with a singing and dancing performance. Just so happened that I knew the teacher from their school’s administrative department, and by the way, I showed her the video of you singing here. Someone said that I hope you can go on stage to sing two songs and you can give you two thousand yuan."

Pei Ningle was stunned: "Two...two thousand dollars?"

Yan Zitao nodded: "You think there is a little less, right? I also think, I told her, you are the first-class key universities in China, so don't be so stingy."

The girl slapped the table: "Is this considered stingy?"

In her head, she could get two thousand yuan in less than ten minutes of singing two songs. This is already a big shot.

Yan Zitao laughed: "The party singer is two thousand at a time, which is very stingy. So I helped you bargain and talked about three thousand yuan. You think about it..."

"No need to think about it!" Pei Ningle couldn't wait to interrupt, "I answered, no problem!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Zitao smiled even happier, as if he was amused by his little niece at home.

He asked again: "Then do you want to say something to your cousin? If I remember correctly, he seems to be a student of the University of Telecommunications, right? Then, let him bring in a group of people to support you on-site."

Pei Ningle thought for a while and shook his head and said, "Forget it, give him a surprise. I suddenly went on stage during the party and scared him. That would definitely be more interesting, right? I don't need support anyway."

Yan Zitao's eyes were filled with some appreciation: "That's right, with your strength, those students will definitely have many of them who will become your fans after singing the two songs. I asked the teacher, it was difficult to advertise on the stage, but I could print a batch of flyers first, and after you finish singing, I would send someone to send me a visit to the school gate. I guess I could attract a lot of new customers..."

The girl smiled embarrassedly, but the flashing of her big eyes was undoubtedly a ray of confidence.

She thought for a while and asked again, "Does it need rehearsal?"

"I don't know this, you can ask her directly," said Yan Zitao, taking out a business card, "Communicate with this teacher, and say it was introduced by me. She has watched your video and is looking forward to you..."

———

When Wang Heng returned to the dormitory, he saw that his desk was occupied.

Sun Xingsi sat at Wang Heng's desk to play games, but he used his own laptop. The teammates who were driving together were Tang Hexing and Fu Hanwen.

"Wait a little, this is over soon!" Sun Xingsi glanced at the owner of the desk, and his hands didn't stop.

But Fu Hanwen couldn't agree: "What's going to end soon? This game is still early!"

Tang Hexing said weakly: "That, our highland tower is gone..."

"It's not over yet!" Fu Hanwen tightened his mouse.

However, two minutes later, their crystals exploded.

Sun Xingsi stood up with the computer in his arms and sighed, "Brother Xiao Fu, you can't take us."

Tang Hexing was also a little sad: "I'll kneel three times tonight."

Fu Hanwen stared at his record of 12 kills and 3 kills, and then looked at Tang Hexing's 0 kills and 8 kills and Sun Xingsi's 2 kills and 9 kills, and was speechless for a moment.

Seeing this, Wang Heng expressed deep sympathy. He held Sun Xingsi and pressed the buddy back to the desk: "You keep playing, you must break the curse of kneeling tonight. This table is for you. I'll go to bed to read the book."

Sun Xingsi nodded solemnly: "Well, you must break the curse!"

Tang Hexing: "Brother Xiao Fu, you need to give me some strength in the next move!"

Fu Hanwen: "..."

Wang Heng brushed his teeth and washed his face with gloating.

Now there are still two or three hours left before the lights are turned off. He finished washing up early and brought his book to the bed. The light on the upper bunk is quite sufficient and there is no need for a desk lamp.

Tonight, Wang Heng read a book called "Python Advanced and Practical Battle Examples".

Last week, from the beginning of self-study to the success of his major, he joined Lu Qi's company after graduation... He has always used C language. But now thinking about the trend seven years later, he also feels it is necessary to learn something fresh.

Compared to being a code coolie, wouldn’t it be even better if you can play in fields such as artificial intelligence and big data and give yourself the title of “ai scientist” or “data scientist”?

The key is that he can do this effort ahead of others, and it will not conflict with making a lot of money at all. He can completely study while playing with investment opportunities such as Bitcoin. In this way, before he graduated from undergraduate studies, he will become an academic genius and a millionaire at the same time... As he thought about it, Wang Heng suddenly came to his senses, quickly stopped yy in his mind, and opened the book in his hand.
Chapter completed!