It's a lot of money

The person who came was Aunt Xu.

Holding warm milk, she urged Yu Xinyue to go to bed early.

After Yu Xinyue drank the milk, her stomach felt warm.

"Go and rest first, I'll do some homework." She chattered without blushing.

Aunt Xu picked up the glass, but didn't leave. She looked at the child and hesitated to speak.

Yu Xinyue smiled, "Is there anything else?"

Aunt Xu asked in a low voice, "Xinyue, are you still angry with your uncle? He is also doing it for your own good."

For her good?

The smile on Yu Xinyue's face froze.

She doesn't need to be "nice" like this.

Aunt Xu said, "You are too young to understand. You will know when you grow up. He is your own uncle and will never harm you."

"Piano? This kind of thing can be used as a pastime, how can it be used as a real job? Think about it, when you grow up, they will be some kind of boss. What's the use of you, playing the broken piano all the time, and you can't make money .”

The old man was earnest, but what he said was extremely hurtful.

Yu Xinyue couldn't help but argue, "It's not a broken piano, it's a career I like."

is her dream.

Aunt Xu sighed, "How long can you like it? When you don't like it later, it will be too late to regret it. The Yin family is rich, but they can't support you forever. You still have to rely on yourself."

But Yu Xinyue remembered that the Yin family had raised Yin Jianghan all his life.

People are always like this, they don't worry about being few, but about inequality. If Yin Jianghan is also forced to study business, maybe she doesn't have so much grievance in her heart.

The girl pursed her lips, "Aunt Xu, I'm tired and want to sleep."

Aunt Xu heard the resistance in her words, and shook her head, as if she hated iron but not steel.

When the old man left, Yu Xinyue lowered her eyes and looked at the staff in her hand.

After looking at it for a long time, he pulled his lips up and made a smile.

Of course she remembered the song.

After all, it is Yin Jianghan's "famous work" in his previous life, youth.

Yu Xinyue has been obsessed with music since she was a child, and she began to try to arrange music by herself when she was in junior high school.

All day long, he was obsessed with thinking about making his own music, but his grades naturally plummeted.

Fortunately, I finally wrote this song, filled in the lyrics for it, and happily shared it with Yin Jianghan——

So naive as to be stupid.

How can a child in his teens have so many twists and turns?

At least Yu Xinyue didn't at that time.

Not long after, Yin Jianghan participated in a talent show, looking for The Sound of Music.

Her performance in it was not outstanding, but she stunned the audience with her song "Youth", successfully signed Tianyu's contract, and became a rising star in the music scene.

It can only go up so high.

After all, it is a stolen thing, and there is no real material in the stomach.

In the next few years, Yin Jianghan did not make any songs comparable to "Youth", and was said to be exhausted.

But no one knew that this song did not belong to her in the first place.

Jiang Lang has never been talented.

As for Yu Xinyue, the 14-year-old is helpless and does not know how to prove that "Youth" was written by herself.

Talent is something that can only be called talent if it is seen by others, otherwise it can only be called the residue in the belly.

this life...

Yu Xinyue erected the score against the wall, looked at the score, and pressed her fingers slowly.

There seems to be a pleasant melody in the ear, a little melancholy, a little sad, just like youth.

She closed her eyes and played silently. There were no black and white keys in front of her, but there was the sound of Lingling in her heart.

Aunt Xu was wrong.

In the days to come, she never regretted being obsessed with music.

Once again, she finally decided that she didn't like music, but loved it. This love lasted for a long time.

-

Just after five o'clock, Yu Xinyue woke up naturally.

Thanks to the hard work in the future, she has developed a very good routine.

She turned on the lamp and flipped through a few books.

The knowledge in junior high school is extremely simple, only the knowledge that needs to be memorized can be passed through.

After flipping through the book roughly, she had an idea in her mind, packed up her things, and then turned on the computer in the small study.

A faint blue screen lights up in the dark room.

Yu Xinyue typed on the keyboard, and after a crackling sound, the screen was filled with dense codes.

A dizzying array of numbers and letters is jumping fast.

There was a time in the previous life, Yu Xinyue learned everything, including computers, in order to relieve the anguish of not being able to touch the piano.

She has a high savvy, and quickly mastered python and c language. Before long, most of the security systems became like paper in front of her. The background servers of many companies, like her back garden, were left alone. She comes and goes.

And no one has found out yet.

She didn't bother to use it for profit, only as a challenge.

It's like your own back garden, just walk around, and never attack other people's systems.

Later, she felt that this was really boring, so she shifted her interest to other things, and this skill was put on hold.

——As of now, the awareness of network security has not yet been popularized, and most company systems even have only one password.

To say that it is paper paste is to despise paper.

After a while, star-sensed lo appeared on the screen.

Yu Xinyue propped her chin and flipped through the company's accounts. There were hundreds of pages of accounts, and she couldn't read them all in a short time.

Anyway, there will be plenty of time in the future. She remembers that Xingjue was exposed to tax evasion and fraudulent accounts in her previous life. If she finds evidence and reports in advance, it may save Qin Qing from marrying that scumbag.

But, not to mention that this account is very clever, even if evidence is found, tax evasion alone cannot make Xingjue fall down completely.

As long as the taxes and fines are paid back, at worst, someone will take the blame for the dead ghost. According to Xingjue's background and connections, it is easy to do this.

Yu Xinyue copied the accounts.

She will keep staring at Xingjue.

Before the progress bar on the computer was finished reading, the door behind him was pushed open with a bang.

The room was dark, and the girl was curled up on the computer chair, a small one.

When Aunt Xu saw it, she was startled, "Why don't you turn on the light?"

Yu Xinyue frowned impatiently.

She remembered that she locked the door last night, and Aunt Xu probably opened the door directly with the key.

Anyway, in her room, these people come in and out casually, which has always been like this.

"Next time you come into my room, please knock on the door."

Aunt Xu kept rubbing her hands, "It's so early, I'm afraid I'll wake you up."

The girl had never asked for this before, and when she heard it suddenly, Aunt Xu felt a little unhappy, since she was not an outsider to guard against, why did she even have to knock on the door when entering the house?But this request is very normal, and it is hard for her to say anything.

Yu Xinyue "I get up at five o'clock, so you don't have to come in and wake me up from now on."

Aunt Xu nodded again and again, "Okay, okay, I want to help you tidy up all the books, or you might forget them later."

Yu Xinyue smiled, "I'll do all these things, you can rest for a while, don't be too tired."

Aunt Xu: "You child, what are you doing so far away? Then I'll make breakfast. I'll eat noodles today."

"Aunt." Yu Xinyue said suddenly.

"what's wrong?"

Yu Xinyue smiled and said, "I like poached eggs, thank you."

Aunt Xu was stunned, and the girl raised her request for the second time.

"kindness?"

Aunt Xu came back to her senses, "Okay, okay."

Yu Xinyue smiled lightly.

In the past, in order to please the Yin family, she put herself so low that no one remembered her birthday and respected her wishes.

Looking back on those 20 years, I realized that I was the most unworthy self in this world.

So what if no one loves you?i love myself.

As for what other people think, just keep in mind the eight-character mantra——

It's none of my shit, it's none of your shit.