Providing Bullet Comments in Abusive Novels

Xiang Bei had always felt her name was unlucky; she was truly cursed. She was walking on the street when she was hit by a car running a red light. To her surprise, she woke up to find herself trapp...

Chapter 4, The Private Tutor

Chapter 4, The Private Tutor

After hesitating for a while, Lin Beibei finally asked Xiang Bei for help, hoping that this mysterious person could help her.

Xiang Bei does have some money; after all, her salary is around ten thousand yuan, and she also gets a bonus after completing a project.

I've saved up quite a bit of money over the years.

Now, being suddenly in this strange place made her feel uneasy.

Xiang Bei really wanted to help Lin Beibei, but no matter how hard she tried, her bank card just wouldn't appear.

Just like when she desperately tried to recall the door to her own house, it didn't appear.

Sorry, I don't think I can help you with the money.

Lin Beibei was somewhat disappointed, but not completely devastated; she remained optimistic.

Xiang Bei only realized after hearing her explanation that she had been able to see her words converted into bullet comments for a long time.

There must be some kind of connection between them; perhaps Lin Beibei can help her get out of this place.

Xiang Bei asked Lin Beibei to help her look up her home address, but after searching for a long time, she couldn't find the place Xiang Bei mentioned.

What about my company?

"There is no such company as you described."

What about the university I attended?

"I couldn't find the university you mentioned. Did you give me the wrong name?"

Xiang Bei was shocked. Did that mean she didn't exist in Lin Beibei's world?

But she still didn't understand what was going on.

I inexplicably appeared in this place, and inexplicably found myself watching this big screen.

Xiang Bei started to get agitated. She pounded on the surroundings, but the large screen was so sturdy that it wouldn't break no matter how much she hit it.

She kicked it twice in anger.

"Um, are you still there?" Lin Beibei asked tentatively when she didn't see the comments.

Both of them were named Beibei. Although they were homophones with different characters, it sounded a little strange, leaving Lin Beibei unsure of how to address Xiang Bei.

I'm older than you, you can just call me Sister Xiangbei.

In the workplace, that's what newcomers call her.

Lin Beibei happily accepted the title, but her smile faded when she thought of her mother.

“Sister Xiang Bei, what will happen to my mother if I can’t raise the money for her treatment? She’s my only family.”

Have you ever worked as a tutor? What are the fees like for tutors where you live?

When Xiang Bei was in college, she worked as a tutor for high school students.

Lin Beibei quickly took out her phone and checked. Her eyes lit up immediately. "It really is! It's 600 yuan an hour, one-on-one English tutoring. I passed the CET-6, so it'll definitely be no problem for me. They even provide pick-up and drop-off service, which is really convenient."

The one she was looking at only required two hours of tutoring a day, but it involved in-home tutoring.

"That's quite a price," Xiang Bei reminded him.

Ask carefully to avoid being scammed.

Some people use this to lure girls to their homes; these scams are constantly evolving, and people often fall for them.

Lin Beibei nodded, "Yes, I will be careful."

She clicked on the chat and chatted with the other person, while also exchanging information with Xiang Bei.

“Sister Xiang Bei, I think this person is trustworthy.”

The other party claimed to be recruiting an English teacher for the boss, looking for a tutor for his niece who had been in school for five years. The reason for the high price was that the boss's niece had a bad temper and had already driven away several tutors. If the tutor could improve the boss's niece's English grades, the price could be increased.

The other party also provided an address; it was in a well-known wealthy area in the area.

"Sister Xiang Bei, could a family like this be a scammer?"

It's always better to be careful.

Xiang Bei couldn't get much information; she couldn't even get out of this godforsaken place.

Although her slaps can go through the screen, they don't always work.

It only worked once, and it was unintentional.

Therefore, Xiang Bei cannot guarantee Lin Beibei's safety.

However, Lin Beibei was worried about her mother's medical expenses and had already decided to give it a try.

She sent photos of her English proficiency certificates (Level 4 and Level 6) to the other party.

Although she doesn't have a teacher's certificate, she doesn't know if the other party will accept her, a college student, as a part-time tutor.

After waiting a while, Lin Beibei saw the reply and immediately smiled, "Sister Xiang Bei, they agreed to let me give it a try."

Before Xiang Bei could respond, Lin Beibei said, "Sister Xiang Bei, don't worry, I will be careful."

She was still somewhat shaken by what happened at the club.

So when she went to work as a tutor, she also put a pair of scissors in her backpack, so she could use them to protect herself if the tutor dared to make any bad moves against her.

Xiang Bei also suggested that she get a bottle of pepper spray, the kind that can be sprayed, so that if the scissors are snatched away by the other party, the pepper spray can be used unexpectedly.

The other party had promised to send someone to pick her up, so Lin Beibei got up early the next morning, packed her things, and went to the agreed-upon place to wait.

A short while later, a black minivan drove up and stopped in front of her.

A bespectacled, refined-looking man stepped out of the passenger seat.

He looked at Lin Beibei with a smile on his lips, "Miss Lin Beibei, is that right?"

Lin Beibei hugged the bag in her arms tightly and nodded to the man, "Yes, that's me."

"I am the president's special assistant. My name is Fang Ping. I came here specifically to pick you up."

The man very gentlemanly opened the car door for Lin Beibei.

Just as Lin Beibei was about to go in, she saw a line of words in front of her.

Someone is secretly taking pictures of you behind that tree on your right rear.

Lin Beibei turned around and saw a figure flash past behind the tree.

[It's your roommate, Yu Jing.]

This large screen allows you to see the surroundings clearly from all angles, and you can also switch to a close-up view.

However, it seems that you can't leave Lin Beibei for too long, otherwise you will automatically switch to Lin Beibei's side.

"Miss Lin?" Assistant Fang reminded her.

Lin Beibei snapped out of her daze, realizing that Yu Jing had already left, and got into the car.

With strangers around, Lin Beibei couldn't speak directly, and since no one could see Xiang Beijie's presence, it would look a bit strange if she talked to herself.

So she took out a notebook and wrote down her doubts.

I don't know why she took pictures of you without your consent, but please be careful. If there's any danger nearby, I can see it and warn you.

Knowing that Sister Xiang Bei could see her, Lin Beibei felt no resentment, but rather a sense of relief.

Although she didn't know why this was the case, she always felt that Sister Xiang Bei was an exceptionally capable person.

Xiang Bei sensed what Lin Beibei was thinking and found it somewhat amusing. She wasn't a capable person at all; she was just an unlucky one.

I finally had a holiday to sleep in, but then this happened.

Is there anyone more unlucky than her?

Xiang Bei sat on the sofa, shifting to a more comfortable position to watch the big screen.

As she looked around, she lay down on the sofa, always lying on her side, because she felt uncomfortable.

She lay flat on her back, looking at the ceiling, and thought to herself, "If only the big screen could be moved to the ceiling."

The next second, the big screen suddenly moved to the ceiling.

Xiang Bei was already used to it, and patted her sofa again, wishing it could become her bed.

Then the sofa became her big bed.

That's good; within the limited scope, she can still get what she wants.

Xiang Bei lay on the bed, looking peaceful.

She could sense what was happening on Lin Beibei's side even with her eyes closed.

The other party does indeed live in a large villa, which doesn't look cheap.

Xiang Bei also saw a familiar car.

A Maybach worth 70 million.

The car belonged to the man who parked next to Lin Beibei that night; that man was also at the club at the time.

Xiang Bei gave Lin Beibei a heads-up.

Upon hearing that it was a man from a private room at the club, Lin Beibei was so frightened that she wanted to run away on the spot.

Could it be that they've come to settle scores with her?

But it can't be such a coincidence that she took the initiative to contact the other party, right?

Lin Beibei sat in the living room as the nanny brought her tea. She kept clutching her backpack, and could even feel the shape of the scissors.

"The president is here," Assistant Fang reminded him.

Lin Beibei looked up at the stairs.

The man, dressed in casual clothes, walked down the stairs, his gaze casually sweeping over her.

Even though she only glanced at it, it made the hairs on the back of Lin Beibei's neck stand on end.

The feeling was as if she were being watched by something dangerous, which sent chills down her spine.

She hadn't seen this man in the private room at the club, but she had this feeling of familiarity.

She trusted Sister Bei, which means that the man was really there in the private room at the time, and then he appeared in front of her and asked her to get into the car.

What does he want to do?

Lin Beibei stood up, trying to remain calm, and greeted the man politely, "Hello."

The man responded and sat down on the sofa, then said to Lin Beibei, "Sit down."

Lin Beibei sat down.

"Did you bring Miss Lin's resume?" Gu Tingyun asked, glancing at Lin Beibei.

Of course, I brought my resume; everyone is looking for a job, so naturally everyone has a resume.

Lin Beibei took the resume out of her bag, because she had squeezed it too hard, and the resume was a little deformed.

She quickly smoothed it out with her hand before handing it to the man in front of her.

Gu Tingyun had already seen Lin Beibei's information. After she left the club, someone gave him her information.

A sick mother and a gambling stepfather.

She is short of money right now.

This resume is very well done.

Gu Tingyun's gaze swept over Lin Beibei again, finally landing on the photo on her resume.

“My sister only has one daughter, and she has been spoiled since she was little, so the child has a big temper. If you can improve her English grades, I can pay more.”

Before Lin Beibei could speak, a girl's voice came from upstairs, "Uncle, I don't want a teacher, I don't want anyone."

"Xuanxuan, be good." Gu Tingyun was more patient with his niece.

The little girl ran downstairs and stood next to Gu Tingyun, looking at Lin Beibei with disgust. "You, get out of my house! I don't want you to teach me!"

Lin Beibei didn't say anything, after all, this wasn't something a young girl could make up her own decisions about.

Gu Tingyun didn't send her away, so she stayed.

The little girl was personally escorted to her own study.

Lin Beibei put her phone aside and looked at the little girl's test paper for wrong answers.

When Gu Tingyun was there, although he was unwilling, he still sat obediently.

After he answered a phone call and left, the girl's expression immediately changed.

"You just wait, I won't let you stay in my house."

Lin Beibei ignored the little girl's words and was looking at her English test paper.

Her task is to tutor children in English.

A note from the author:

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