yournovel Chapter 97 A Face Scented with Osmanthus
Chapter 97 A Face Scented with Osmanthus
When Lin Ran went on stage to receive the award, Duan Chengye personally handed him the certificate and whispered, "Principal Zhou asked me to convey his congratulations."
The "GG" from the magic book started appearing on the bulletin board of every dormitory on campus, and it hung on the LED screen in the cafeteria for a whole semester. When clubs were recruiting new members, the student council printed the magic book's QR code on the back cover of the freshman handbook.
The daily active users of Magic Book jumped from 50,000 to 100,000 in the first week after the promotion began!
Of course, this applies not only to the Lushan University campus.
The promotion of an app is very fast.
Many beautiful young women post updates on it, and high-quality content receives support and rewards, with money awarded based on actual page views.
This can further boost enthusiasm.
The office at the incubation base is now a completely different story. The 80-square-meter room was no longer enough, so Lin Ran applied for the room next door as well, setting up more than 30 workstations.
He Biqiong is in charge of the technology department, with seven backend developers, five frontend developers, and three algorithm engineers under her; Wei Min is in charge of content operations, leading four operations editors who plan topics, select high-quality notes, and connect with KOLs every day.
Yao Ziwen and Li Yifan manage the customer service department, which has six part-time students working in three shifts to monitor inappropriate content on the backend.
Fang Xun was in charge of administration and finance, and he remembered every single expense, including GG contracts, payroll, and server costs.
I got two more beauty-related gigs.
One is a rising domestic cosmetics brand that focuses on affordable lipsticks and eyeshadows, with a six-month contract worth 500,000 yuan per month.
The other is a domestic skincare brand that targets the student market. They also signed a six-month contract with a monthly salary of 600,000 yuan.
Adding to the previous monthly income of 850,000, the Magic Book has been generating 1.95 million in monthly revenue in less than two months since its official launch!
On the day the payment arrived, Lin Ran glanced at the account balance and then sent the payslip to Fang Xun.
"I'm giving everyone their salaries, tomorrow's a day off, and I'll be taking you all on team building activities!"
"Long live the boss!"
On the weekend, a bus was parked at the entrance of Lushan University.
Lin Ran's chartered car had over thirty seats, which just fit everyone from the incubation base, plus Su Peixue and her three roommates.
Su Peixue wore two braids today, a May Fourth Movement outfit, a blue jacket and a black skirt that went past her knees, and a ring of light-cut white lace socks peeking out from the top of her canvas shoes.
She sat down next to Lin Ran, holding her schoolbag on her lap, behaving obediently. The midday sun shone on Su Peixue's pure face, highlighting the fine downy hairs, making her look like a girl who had stepped out of an autumn painting.
The car started moving.
Lin Ran suddenly felt the silky texture rubbing against her calves.
He turned and glanced at Su Peixue.
The little girl tilted her head and pretended to be asleep.
Lin Ran reached out and grabbed a restless little foot.
Su Peixue's face flushed slightly.
Well, it's a journey of more than two hours. I was bored, but now I'm going to have some fun... no, I'm going to have some hard work.
We left the city, got on the highway, and after more than an hour, we got off the highway and turned onto a mountain road lined with osmanthus trees on both sides.
The car window was slightly ajar, and the sweet fragrance of osmanthus blossoms drifted in through the crack.
He Biqiong sat in the front row, wearing a Ming Dynasty-style Hanfu with a stand-up collar, slanted front, and embroidered intertwined floral patterns on the cuffs.
She turned around and excitedly shouted to Su Peixue, "Xuexue, I'll take pictures of you when we get there. It would be an injustice if we didn't get some great shots of this place."
Guishu Village is small, with a cement road running through it, lined with osmanthus trees on both sides. The trees look to be decades old, with thick trunks and canopies that block out the sun.
The osmanthus flowers are in full bloom, clusters of small yellow blossoms hidden among the leaves. When the wind blows, the petals flutter down, carpeting the ground with a layer of golden petals. The air is filled with the rich fragrance of osmanthus.
The farmhouse is located at the very back of the village. It's a converted courtyard house with seven or eight square tables in the yard, a barbecue grill in the corner, and two earthen stoves next to it. The stoves are filled with split pine firewood, and the flames lick the bottom of the pots.
Behind the yard is a vegetable garden planted with bok choy and radishes, and further back is a stream with water so clear that you can see the pebbles at the bottom.
The owner was a round-faced woman in her fifties, wearing a blue apron, setting out bowls and chopsticks on the table.
He Biqiong took Su Peixue to take pictures in the osmanthus grove.
She plucked a sprig of osmanthus and tucked it behind Su Peixue's ear. The golden floral pattern contrasted beautifully with her dark braids, and her blue blouse shimmered in the shadows of the osmanthus tree.
He Biqiong took more than a dozen photos, and she couldn't bear to delete any of them.
Su Peixue ran back to Lin Ran from the osmanthus grove, stood on tiptoe, and said, "Zookeeper, the osmanthus smells so good!"
She reached for her ear as she spoke, but found nothing. She didn't even notice that the osmanthus branch tucked behind her ear had fallen away as she ran off.
"Then pick two branches for me to smell," Lin Ran said.
Su Peixue brought her face closer, "Zookeeper, you can smell my face which has been scented with osmanthus flowers..."
Her pure and charming face was right in front of me.
Lin Ran's heart skipped a beat. He subconsciously took a light sniff, and the scent of osmanthus mixed with the familiar fragrance of the girl's shower gel entered his nostrils.
In front of the barbecue grill, Yao Ziwen was flipping lamb skewers in his hand, glancing this way with his eyes.
"Sigh." He sighed, flipping the lamb skewers over. "I'd trade eighteen of my ex-girlfriends for a girlfriend like Lao Lin's."
Li Yifan sat opposite him peeling garlic. "That's strange. My 'Master of Love' manual is so perfect, with daily 'good morning, good afternoon, and good night' greetings without fail, why did I lose to a newbie like Lao Lin? Could it be that a novice can beat a master with a novice's punches?"
Wei Min sat on the other side of the table, head down, replying to WeChat messages. Normally, her phone would sit on the table for hours without being touched, but today her thumb was swiping rapidly across the screen, a slight smile playing on her lips. Yao Ziwen and Li Yifan simultaneously leaned over.
"You have a boyfriend?"
Wei Min blushed and flipped her phone screen face down on the table. "No!"
"Why are you blushing?"
"You two don't know anything. If someone's going to be in a relationship, it's with a girlfriend."
Lin Ran came over and poured a glass of water. "Xiao Min is almost dating someone. When are you two Casanovas going to find your other half?"
He glanced at Wei Min's phone, which was face down on the table. The last message on the screen was from Gong Cancan; he had caught a glimpse of it when he passed by earlier.
Yao Ziwen puffed out his chest and lewdly grinned, "Huihui and I are making rapid progress, I reckon we'll be...hehehe..."
Li Yifan raised an eyebrow and asked somewhat nervously, "Hehehe? A hotel room?"
"No way!" Yao Ziwen said seriously, "We're almost at the point of holding hands."
Li Yifan immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Lin Ran put down his water glass. "Damn it, is this what you call progress? It hasn't even started yet."
Look at Fang Xun and He Biqiong.
Fang Xun was taking pictures of He Biqiong with his phone. He Biqiong was wearing Hanfu and standing under the osmanthus tree. Fang Xun took the opportunity of helping her adjust her hairstyle to straighten her hairpin. As his fingers slid down the hairpin, he also straightened her cuffs.
He would occasionally touch her small hand, and He Biqiong didn't refuse. Her earlobes turned red. Fang Xun continued to help her pose, his movements as natural as if they had been rehearsed.