The topic of making money is quite far away for Chen An.

When he first entered college, he thought that he would work hard in college, and when he graduated, he would naturally be able to find a decent job and live a small life of starving and not getting rich.

After all, as a computer science student, it is quite easy to find a job if you don't think about your hairline.

But then he suddenly had no shortage of money, and he didn't think about it anymore.

Now that I think of making money, I can describe Chen An's state in four words - at a loss.

Wang Hao put down his schoolbag and turned on the computer leisurely: "What do you want?"

After soaking in the library for a while, Wang Hao felt that he could really play hard.

Chen An said casually: "I want to make money." ”

Li Ming smiled, Chen An said to make money... It's certainly not such a trivial matter as a part-time job.

"You think slowly, brothers, let's go play a few games first. ”

Chen An couldn't cry or laugh: "Can you brainstorm something..."

Wang Hao rolled his eyes: "Spread a single hundred yuan a day, when the mascot is fifty-one hours, you choose one?"

“...”

Li Ming said suddenly: "I have an idea. ”

"What?"

"Add a stock trading group, and wait for the people who make money in it to send red envelopes, sometimes thousands of red envelopes. ”

Chen An: "..."

Removing Li Ming's deliberately funny component, stocks are the same as gambling for Chen An, and they are not considered at all.

Chen An also stopped talking, and asked again was completely pretending.

In the dormitory, the three roommates were shouting and playing games, while Chen An was sitting quietly on a stool and pondering.

After thinking about it, Chen An didn't find a way to make money, and suddenly a sentence came out of his heart: useless is a scholar?

If I don't have this system to give money, I guess I will be a typical example of reading and stupid in the eyes of everyone.

It's just that under the light of the aura of money, the fact that he reads suddenly became sacred, as if it was rare for a rich person to do such a thing.

Once this idea popped up, Chen An couldn't help but recall what he had done in the past two months.

I used to look up at the stars, but I didn't even look at the road under my feet, and I was almost out of society.

"No wonder I keep thinking about some messy things..."

The more you read, the more reactionary you become, this sentence is obviously wrong, but for Chen An... It's very applicable.

In the past two months, I haven't done anything except reading books, playing the guitar and falling in love, and I naturally think more when I do less, and some messy thoughts often appear in my head.

Maybe if this continues, Chen An may really become a great philosopher.

"This time... It's just a dream of the Red Mansion..."

He looked at the black computer screen on the table, with his own shadow in it.

There are some truths that are only realized in a moment.

The reason why he often falls into all kinds of grotesque emotions is not because his life is originally built on the existence of the system?

"Even if there is no shortage of money... Mere poetry and distance do not exist... Only when people step on a solid foundation can they not weaken their feet. ”

Chen An really wants to go to Zhihu to answer some questions, will he always be happy if he is not short of money and plays all day long?

The answer is no – I am a living example.

If someone doesn't believe it, then just go and see Dream of Red Mansions.

After he became rich, he completely lived half of Jia Baoyu.

Holding a gold ingot in his left hand, a silver ingot in his right hand, and a generation of century-old ginseng on his shoulder... Reading every day is elegant, but there is no general direction for the future.

People who lack nothing though lose their troubles... But where does happiness come from without troubles?

If you don't put some pressure on your body, your mind will deteriorate and multiply like a cancer cell, just like your previous self.

Maybe in the future, it will be the same as Jiafu, and it will end up with a tragic ending of "eating up the bird's head forest, and the white land is really clean".

In case the system is gone, Chen An estimates that he will not be able to write a masterpiece like "Dream of Red Mansions" like Cao Xueqin, although... Cao Xueqin wrote that she was also a eunuch in the end.

"Now, it's time to wake up..."

"Although I'm stupid when I give gifts to streamers... But it's really beautiful to know that mistakes can be changed..."

In this wave, Chen An gave himself eighty points, very deducted from not discovering the hidden temptation of the system, and very deducted from his humble behavior of brushing rockets on the live broadcast platform.

It's just that he just had this idea in his heart, and the system began to brush up on the sense of existence again.

[The event has been recorded in the shining memories - real growth!]

[Along the way, you have experienced confusion, recklessness and temptation... Comprehend restraint, responsibility and reflection... You gradually grow into a qualified man]

[Set sail, may you still remember the original intention at this moment when you reach the end of the road]

A lot of tips, but there are no rewards.

Chen An: "Affirmation from the system?"

But after reading the evaluation clearly, he couldn't help but slander.

“... to pass?"

He thought that he was a college bully in the eyes of his roommates, a good student in the eyes of his teacher, and a male god in the eyes of his girlfriend, but as a result... It's just a just qualified man?

That's too high, isn't it?

But if you can really be systematically evaluated as a male god... What kind of person will you grow up to be?

Chen An is looking forward to the answer to this question.

...

Throwing this matter out of his mind, Chen An began to continue pondering.

His capital is not much, but it is not too much, 1.3 million a day.

It's naturally okay to wait for seventy or eighty days, but on the one hand, if you want to hurry, on the other hand, Chen An can be 100% sure, if you just wait like this, it is estimated that some messy thoughts will pop up in your mind.

As for Zhong Tai's half-hanging, Chen An didn't consider it for the time being.

If you want to know his circle, it is definitely not possible to take the initiative to lick it, and when he really has his own capital, others will naturally come to know him.

"Spending money is a technical job, and earning money is even more technical. ”

Chen An shook his head and sighed, as long as one thing has something to do with money, it doesn't seem to be so simple.

Money is hard to earn, X is hard to eat, this is true.

After feeling the pressure, Chen An actually had a sense of relief that he hadn't felt for a long time.

It was as if it had been floating for too long, and it was finally weighed down by a burden and stepped on the hard dirt.