Chapter 2318 - 1925: Like an Evil Cultivator

Chapter 2318: Chapter 1925: Like an Evil Cultivator

Qiaoqiao’s boastful self-confidence was completely ignored by the online viewers.

At this moment, the screen was flooded with comments, all trying to persuade him to turn back—

[Teacher Qiaoqiao, trust me, entrepreneurship just isn’t viable these days.]

[Teacher Qiaoqiao, look at me, from a millionaire to a million in debt, all because I entered a startup project!]

[Qiao Bao! You can’t compete with big corporations in game development!]

[If you really want to do it, why not adopt a fruit tree!]

[Adopting a pig works too!]

[Please, who on earth is misleading our Qiaoqiao like this?!]

[Now with big AAA games, they don’t need to hire our Qiaoqiao. For small games, what original art do they need? Isn’t there a ton in the resource library?]

There was even a familiar yet unfamiliar ID, named "Rich Second Generation Starting Up", crazily donating tens of thousands while flashing special effects text in the comments:

[Teacher Qiaoqiao, if you insist on starting up, why not let’s pick cotton together!]

With this suggestion, the comments even shifted their direction:

[Exactly, Teacher Qiaoqiao, if not, you might as well buy farm machinery to harvest cotton, at least it’s related to our field.]

The comments were so dazzling, with colorful special effects bombarding the screen. Just as Qiaoqiao curiously leaned in, Song Tan covered his eyes and gently pushed him aside:

"Looking at all this flashiness hurts your eyes. Think again about how long of a leave to take from the kids."

So frustrating!

The comments rushed in furiously, no longer affectionately calling her sister. Clearly, the sister was the obstacle keeping them from meeting Qiao Baobao!

Some quickly saw the situation and changed their tone:

[Qiao Bao, coordinating art with clients is tiring. In your free time, sell some farm products, treat it as a field visit.]

That’s right!

[Teacher Qiaoqiao, how about starting a drawing group? I’m in this field.]

[Add me! I can teach you how to enlarge logos but leave white space, align particles, and give depth to bright colors, I know all of that.]

Yikes~

Just reading these words made Song Tan feel the hardships of a working person. She remembered doing these things herself in the past!

She quickly shook her head: Back away, back away!

Then she turned to Xiaoyang: "How long is this startup going to take you?"

A year or two, with Qiaoqiao’s current state it’s impossible, Xiaoyang would eventually have to return to normal life, he couldn’t forever support another person.

Xiaoyang thought for a moment: "Initially, it’s just practicing. Probably a month of boot camp, after that give me half a month to get familiar, then I can gather people to make basic small games."

He patted his chest and said, "Sis, don’t worry, like us freshmen, although programming is something even middle school students know now, I never thought of making money right at the start. Though we say it’s a startup, I’m actually paying Qiaoqiao a salary."

Xiaoyang really had this plan.

But in his plan, making games would have to wait until sophomore or junior year, finding some like-minded partners.

But for now, as freshmen, it’s first about getting along and practicing, testing the waters, going through the process, which doesn’t hinder anything.

For a child from his family background, time is the greatest cost.

With this, Xiaoyang confidently promised: "Sis, don’t worry, just one semester."

Developing small games without intricate requirements isn’t difficult at all.

And Qiaoqiao’s art can always remain in the game.

As long as the game doesn’t get taken down, he can keep an eye on it even from home, naturally avoiding much of the disappointment that would arise from the separation post-startup.

Honestly, even considering this, even Wulan and Song Sancheng, who understood nothing, didn’t have reasons to oppose.

Great, just go and experience it.

Song Tan pondered, seeing Qiaoqiao already formally taking a half-year leave from the kids, she turned to look at Lun Chuan.

He said nothing, but Lun Chuan had already gently grasped her hand, then slightly squeezed, the two exchanged smiles, evidently having their own plans.

...

Only Daoist Qingyun watched them worrying in such ways, very puzzled.

"Dear believers, I’ve said Qiaoqiao’s life destiny is quite good, it’s just moving out for a while, why worry so much?"

"If you’re really uneasy, it’s even possible for Qiaoqiao to stay at our Daoist temple for a while. Our temple even has hotels under its name for long-term rental, I, being an elder, will definitely take good care."

To be precise, he wished Qiaoqiao would start a business in the Imperial City for four or five, seven or eight years!

This Classmate Yang too, hasn’t he considered graduate or doctoral studies?

A mere bachelor’s degree is no longer useful nowadays. Learning personally, leading good friends to start a business and earn money is much better!

He could see it, the wealth fortunes of these two were also great. The mentioned losses or such should not happen.

By then, they would be in the Imperial City, hosting them occasionally for discussions at the temple, or going out to connect with old clients, sounds very reasonable, right?

Moreover... Anything creative really needs inspiration!

Inspiration strikes like a bolt of genius, how does it come? Coming to pray at the temple is normal, right?

He could even give that small startup team a little discount!

By then, frequent visits would deepen the relationship, the old Daoist then becomes part of Lao Song’s family, an extra package for delivery poses no problem, right?

Daoist Qingyun thought about having to return to the Imperial City soon, and couldn’t help feeling distressed as if his heart was being cut.

It’s also unfortunate, that Lao Song’s family doesn’t love spending money.

Today’s young people enjoy here and there, spending on food and drink though scattered, add up to not small sums.

Then buying luxury goods, luxury cars, famous watches, luxury bags, clothes, jewelry and becoming VIP, VIC of brand shops...

Isn’t that casually spending millions each month?

If such money is spent, wouldn’t there be a rush to earn more? Now making games is also highly profitable.

These two lads were blessed with wealth, staying long in the Imperial City would be wonderful!

What a pity!

Look at their Song Shanxin, the car his family drives is only costing over 200,000! A slightly well-to-do urban family would drive cars of higher value than this.

Sigh!

Daoist Qingyun, having cultivated for years, deeply felt at this moment like a mischievous cultivator leading pure folks to decadence!

The Three Pure Ones above, he just thought about it, dare not act on it.

At this moment, Daoist Qingyun slowly exhaled, exchanged a glance with Wuwei, suppressing his anxious heart.

In urgent times, steadiness is needed!

But as he mentioned this, the eyes of Lao Song’s family brightened:

Indeed, there’s a Daoist master here!

Just like on TV, calculating a fortune before departure, how very normal!

Everyone had eager glints in their eyes, enthusiastically offering the two Daoist masters a plate of spicy small fish snacks.

Daoist Qingyun quietly patted his increasingly round belly.

Daoist robes are great! Wide and flowing, he shall wear his Daoist robe more often.