34: New prizes to fill in the gaps

Finally, after the class bell rang, a middle-aged female teacher wearing glasses stepped onto the podium.

She was teaching Educational Psychology.

Li Qinghe, who had already completed four years of university, couldn't focus on learning at all; he was just there to experience whether Vietnamese university life was good or not.

A Ying's class had over forty students, and about a third of the girls were quite attractive, all with natural, bare faces, which was very pleasing to the eye.

However, no matter how he looked, A Ying was still the most beautiful; although there was no official ranking, A Ying was at least on the level of a campus belle.

Next time, he should film a few episodes of "My Vietnamese Campus Belle Girlfriend"; wouldn't that excite those older brothers back home so much that they'd disregard their age and come to Hanoi National University of Education to study?

Li Qinghe held A Ying's hand with one hand, while his other hand was in the drawer, scrolling on his phone.

University teachers in Vietnam were the same; once they got on the podium, they would talk non-stop, and as long as students weren't noisy in class, they could do whatever they wanted below.

Because Li Qinghe was sitting in the back row, he could clearly see at least half of the students playing on their phones.

Perhaps because Li Qinghe was beside her, A Ying listened very attentively; since Li Qinghe was on her left, she was even able to take dense notes in her textbook with her right hand.

The persona of "beauty + top student" was established for Li Qinghe.

Li Qinghe flipped through her previous textbooks and found that most of them, like today's, were filled with dense notes.

This also indirectly proved that A Ying's attentiveness in class was not an act.

Her part-time job did not confuse her mind; she knew what she should do and when.

Men and women who work and study diligently are very charming.

Watching A Ying listen attentively and take notes, Li Qinghe took out his phone and took a few photos of her, charming profile shots.

However, Li Qinghe thought A Ying in person was even more beautiful than in photos.

Feeling Li Qinghe's gaze, A Ying turned her face and smiled brightly at him, her smile full of happiness and sweetness.

Li Qinghe also smiled and pursed his lips at her; A Ying looked around with a slight blush, then, taking advantage of the teacher on the podium turning around, quickly pecked Li Qinghe on the lips.

This sneaky feeling brought Li Qinghe back to his university days; there was once a girl who did the same thing to him in class.

However, true feelings were no match for reality; breaking up upon graduation became the true portrayal of their relationship.

Fortunately, the two had a calm and peaceful breakup, separating for their respective developments, without all those ridiculous scenarios of breaking up because one was pursued by a rich second-generation heir.

At least it honored the love story from their campus days, where they had invested genuine emotions.

Now, gaining followers by making videos was Li Qinghe's primary goal, and enjoying some romance along the way seemed perfectly reasonable.

After their stolen kiss, A Ying continued to listen to the lecture, and Li Qinghe continued to play on his phone; the only thing that remained unchanged was their clasped hands.

Just as he was thinking about his goal of gaining followers, a "ding" sound suddenly echoed in Li Qinghe's mind.

He immediately perked up; speak of the devil and he shall appear. This must be the notification for reaching 20,000 followers.

He was conveniently sitting in the back of the classroom now and could deal with it.

Li Qinghe focused his attention on his mind, and sure enough, the lottery machine reappeared.

Before drawing, Li Qinghe brought A Ying's hand to his lips and kissed it, hoping she would bring him good luck.

This intimate gesture made A Ying's lips curve into a wide smile.

As he mentally pressed the button, the lottery machine spun wildly.

Li Qinghe stared at the lottery machine with anticipation, wondering what good things he would win today.

As the lottery machine suddenly stopped, a white orb of light transformed into a stream of information that merged into Li Qinghe's mind.

Master-level Photography Skills (Whether it's a phone, DSLR, or video camera, you can achieve different effects in your hands. Unique shooting angles and compositions will allow your works to give others a completely different feeling. Starting today, the photos and videos you take will possess a soul unique to your personal style.)

The appearance of this skill filled Li Qinghe with joy; he was just considering whether to hire another dedicated photographer for follow-up shots.

Anyway, his current income was enough to pay a senior photographer's salary.

He hadn't expected to draw such a good item from the system's lottery, exactly what Li Qinghe needed now.

After all, he wasn't a photography major; becoming an UP host was also something he picked up halfway.

Now he had ideas, creativity, and ample funds; what he lacked was a good lens to present these effects.

The system's lottery just happened to fill this gap.

However, only one prize appeared this time, which made Li Qinghe ponder for a long time; when he asked the system, it didn't answer, emphasizing self-exploration.

Combining the previous prize situations and Li Qinghe's experience of reading numerous web novels.

The first draw should have been a Newbie Benefits (newbie benefit) from the system, which is why it gave two rewards at once; now it had returned to normal, one prize per draw.

Li Qinghe could also accept this, because from now on, he was a man earning 20,000 a day.

For this, he spent another sum of money to promote several of his videos; now that he had a little extra cash, besides eating, drinking, and having fun, he naturally had to invest in the area with the greatest return for himself.

There is no gain without investment, and this kind of gain is beyond ordinary people's imagination.

A warm current spread through his mind, and Li Qinghe felt a flood of photography knowledge pouring in, as if one excellent work after another was being born in his hands.

Soon, those techniques and methods became firmly ingrained in his memory, as if they were innate abilities.

Li Qinghe reopened his previously published works and found that his former camera movements and compositions were simply unbearable.

It was only because the content had a certain storytelling and novelty aspect that it attracted many fans.

No wonder he always felt something was off when watching his own videos before; now he could completely understand what was going on.

Li Qinghe was so absorbed in scrutinizing and critiquing his old works that he almost forgot the passage of time.

It wasn't until A Ying pulled him hard and then pointed to her phone screen, which showed 9:50 AM.

The thoughtful A Ying remembered he had said he needed to leave here at 10 AM to go to Cau Giay District for business; she was listening to the lecture while also keeping an eye on the time.

Seeing Li Qinghe so engrossed in watching the video, and fearing he would miss his appointment, she quickly reminded him.

Looking at the teacher who was still talking eloquently on the podium, Li Qinghe smiled, exited the video, opened the camera, pulled A Ying's fair little hand to his lips, and kissed it several times.

A Ying immediately feigned a playful anger, but the blush on her cheeks betrayed her inner joy.

Li Qinghe picked up his phone and found angles to take several photos of A Ying.

When he sent the photos to A Ying, she was stunned by the beautiful and artistic pictures.

If Li Qinghe hadn't taken them right in front of her, she would never have believed these were the original photos just taken.

Whether it was the lighting or the angle, they perfectly captured A Ying's soft facial curves, even catching the subtle joy in her eyes.

Amidst A Ying's surprise, taking advantage of the teacher on stage turning around, Li Qinghe quietly got up and, with lightning speed, hugged A Ying's face and kissed her several times.

Then, he used his old truancy skills, and under the astonished gazes of a few girls in the back row, he slipped out of the classroom through the back door with even more agility and stealth than in his younger days.

Standing outside the door, Li Qinghe blew a kiss to A Ying inside, which almost made A Ying burst out laughing in class.

After Li Qinghe left, she leaned on her desk, trying hard to suppress her laughter.

A Ying hadn't expected Li Qinghe to suddenly be so lively and happy, as if he had won the Power 6/55 jackpot of several hundred billion vietnamese dong.

Li Qinghe's happiness also infected A Ying; with a joyful mood, she immersed herself in her studies even more diligently than usual, under the envious gazes of her female classmates in the back row.

She aimed to win the school scholarship again this semester.