Getting married!My fake girlfriend is President Gao Leng

Chapter 37
When they arrived at the barbecue stall, the two decisively ordered a case of beer.

Maybe it's because it's too deserted outside at such a time, or maybe it's because I can't get over this hurdle in my heart.

Not surprisingly, the mouse drank too much.

He cried while talking.

"To be honest, before graduation, I always thought that I could show my strengths, but within a few months of graduation, I was already beaten up by life and my face was swollen, and I couldn't live any longer."

Not to mention anything else, the monthly rent of more than 3000 is enough to crush a college student who stayed in Shanghai from other places.

But at this time, the girlfriend still fucking left, the mouse only felt that his heart was empty, and even the little bit of heart was let go.

He touched his eyes and raised the beer glass in his hand, "No matter what, I see you are doing well, buddy is really happy for you!"

I mean it.

Bunk bunk brother, he hopes he can be better, at least better than himself.

Lin Yuan didn't speak, he pursed his lips, and lifted up the full beer in the glass, "Damn it!"

is it going well?

Until yesterday, he had always thought he was doing well.

However, when he was shopping at the mall at night, looking at the 2 yuan that his mother had transferred to him, he suddenly realized that he was so poor that his parents had to pay for his girlfriend.

This is what he called good?
It turned out that I always felt that I had to live again, and I must be different, to be the best designer, to become a benchmark in the industry, to be a legend, and to quietly amaze everyone.

But today's 2 yuan is like a slap in the face.

He originally wanted to work hard quietly.

By the time they knew it, he was already standing on the top floor, giving everyone a surprise.

But keep going quietly, the result is that parents will only feel that they are incompetent and incompetent.

They will only worry about themselves more.

He can't go on like this.

Lin Yuan made a decision.

That is, he wants to rise up!
Even Xiongqi's method has been thought of.

That's tomorrow, and I'm going to have a daily solo play.

While winning beautifully, more people should see it, the more the better.

Only in this way can his reputation be even greater!
As long as he earns traffic, he will show his cards immediately.

Don't play the noble game anymore.

What is just to share with you and share your experience, not to take jobs.

Now, he just wants to make money.

Showdown, I'm just a layman!

As long as the price is negotiated, he can do any posture, no, he can do any style.

All kinds of big orders are welcome.

Thinking about it this way, I suddenly felt that I was quite similar to Shen Yuxi.

Who is not a sweet and salty old baby.

Well, why did I think of her again?

Lin Yuan felt that the alcohol might have played a role, so he shook his head to make himself more sober.

After making up his mind, he looked at the opposite mouse seriously, "Let me ask you, how many people watched your game live broadcast."

If you want to be a hit, you need to have a lot of momentum, even though you have [-] fans.

But among them, 80.00% of them simply admire their own pictures, and they don't care who sprayed them.

The remaining 20.00% are not [-]% sure that they will be able to speak to themselves.

"Not much, just tens of thousands, why, you want to help me drain?" Mouse asked curiously.

The fact that Lin Yuan is very famous in Kunnan, Mouse knows.

The only thing he could think of was that Lin Yuan wanted to help him drain.

"I want to fart, and I want you to help me drain!"

Cross-border drainage, isn't that a joke?Even if people who like design happen to also like games, why would they choose them?
Mouse felt that Lin Yuan was in Versailles, so he gave him a hard look, "Why do you still need drainage?"

One must know that Lin Yuan has [-] fans. Calculated as a percentage, this is comparable to the millions of fans on Douyin.

This kind of person tells himself that he needs drainage.

What a dog.

Even better than Versailles!

Lin Yuan sighed, and told the mouse about the matter from beginning to end.

After speaking, he poured himself a glass of wine and drank it down.

A little discouraged, "Forget it, how can I find so many people who like design in such a short period of time? Without traffic, everything is useless."

He has [-]% confidence in his pictures, but if he wants to be popular, it's not just a matter of pictures, but public opinion.

He needs some public opinion so that more people can know himself.

To put it bluntly, it is propaganda.

In the age of the Internet, if you want to be popular, the best way is to publicize.

Take a look at the store visits on Douyin, live broadcasts, and various promotions, all of which are essentially propaganda.

These days, it is no longer the era when the smell of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, and it is not uncommon to see pearls covered in dust.

It's not bad that he is a pearl, but he wants to shine!

Only in this way, parents will not worry that they have no money to find a partner.

Only in this way can he get on the right track faster.

Only in this way, will he not be force-fed by the rich woman.

Fuck, why did you think of this again!

Lin Yuan felt that the big sister might have tricked him, otherwise he would think of her for everything?

The mouse drank a little too much at the moment, and under the influence of alcohol, his reaction was also a little sluggish.

He thought for a long time, then looked at Lin Yuan uncertainly, and stammered: "You, what you said, I think the old bald man can, can help you."

Nine out of ten people who are interested in design are engaged in or studied in this industry. Those who graduated can’t be found, and those who haven’t graduated can’t be caught.

The old bald man loves to show off his students the most, and with Lin Yuan's status as a long-term student, it is guaranteed that the old bald man will be able to brag about it for ten years!
Why is it ten years? Within ten years, I will never find such a good student again!
It's only been a few months since graduation, and everyone is still on the way to find a job. She has suddenly become a big Internet celebrity on an internationally renowned website, with more than 7 fans alone.

Isn't that awesome enough?

How many of them have become fathers of their children after graduation, are still just observing and learning from Kunnan.

And Lin Yuan has become an object for everyone to learn from.

Besides, now that technology is so advanced, designers also have a dedicated group.

Once the design industry enters the social news, it will be blocked a lot.

For example, it’s like an author, who spends all day in front of the computer and thinks about it by himself. If he doesn’t want to work behind closed doors, he can only join a group, communicate more with other authors, and brainstorm.

The design is actually the same. After all, many small companies now have only a few or even one designer in a company.

They have no one to communicate, no one to communicate, for the sake of unimpeded news, so there will be groups.

And these group numbers are easy to find, for example, on Kunnan, there are designers leaving comments under many posts, welcome to join the group, the group number is XXXXXX
As long as you go in, do you still worry about finding someone who likes design?
It's like entering an lsp group, why don't you have any pictures to see.

"Also, take a closer look at the bottom of your post. I've seen the message of leaving the designer's communication group number several times."

The mouse's brain is buzzing now, and its tongue is getting bigger. In order to speak clearly, its voice has become a lot louder.

Even the only drunk at the table glanced this way, thinking that he was looking for trouble.

Don't look at the mouse drinking too much, but everything that can be said is on point.

Lin Yuan's eyes flashed with excitement, "I'm just saying this to you, you have skin!"

　Please recommend tickets, please recommend tickets, please move your little hands, there are only three tickets yesterday, I feel wronged~
　　


(End of this chapter)