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Zhao Yun squatted alone next to a telephone booth on the street, looking up at the sky, then at the passers-by, feeling very bored.

Not far away, several black students who were on good terms with Zhao Yun waved at him.

"Hey, Bayer, let's go play video games!"

Zhao Yun waved his hand, "You go first, I'll come to you later."

A student spread his hands in confusion, "Why not go now? Haven't you contacted your family?"

Zhao Yun grinned, "Wait for my girlfriend!"

"Cut~"

Several students booed him, appearing to dislike him but actually full of envy and kindness.

After several students left, Zhao Yun raised his wrist to look at his watch. It was twelve twenty-five, and there were still thirty-five minutes left.

He made an appointment with Ren Jingshu to contact each other at 1:00 p.m. every month when he was on vacation.

There is a fifteen-hour time difference between Eugene and Fengcheng. One o'clock in the afternoon here is equivalent to ten o'clock in the evening in China.

"Ding……"

As the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the quiet classroom suddenly became lively as if the mute button was turned on.

The harsh sound of stool legs rubbing against the ground, the rustling of books flipping through pages, the panting of people stretching, and the sound of talking came one after another.

Ren Jingshu is usually calm and unhurried, but tonight her movements were much faster than usual.

After walking out of the classroom, she did not wait for Lin Ping and Xu Haining at the corridor entrance as usual, but went straight back to the dormitory building.

There are four landline phones in the lobby on the first floor of the dormitory building.

Ren Jingshu walked to the first landline phone on the left, raised her wrist to look at her watch, and waited while calming her breath.

Time ticks by.

As more and more people returned to the dormitory, the whole dormitory building became as noisy as a vegetable market.

Except for the landline phone in front of Ren Jingshu, the other landlines have been used one after another.

"Classmate, do you want to make a phone call? If not, I'll use it first."

"Sorry, I'm waiting for an international call, and this is the only one I can take. Please come over later."

After the girl left, Ren Jingshu looked at her watch and found that five minutes had passed since the time she had agreed with Zhao Yun.

Jingle Bell.

The phone in front of me finally rang.

"Hello?" Ren Jingshu picked up the phone immediately.

"Jingshu, it's me!"

Hearing the familiar voice coming from the other end of the phone, Ren Jingshu couldn't help but smile, "Yeah."

"I'm sorry, the phone booth I was waiting for was occupied. I ran two blocks before I found a new one. Did you wait too long?"

"Fortunately, it didn't take long."

Knowing that she was not angry, Zhao Yun chuckled.

"Jingshu, I miss you so much."

"Ah."

"What about you? Did you miss me?"

"you guess."

"I guessed!"

As shameless as ever, Ren Jingshu was amused and her lips curled up, but she did not deny it.

The two greeted, cared about and encouraged each other on the phone.

Before hanging up the phone, Zhao Yun told Ren Jingshu: "Jingshu, I still like you very much."

After hanging up the phone, Ren Jingshu couldn't help laughing, just like the gardenias blooming outside the window. ...

The second mock exam is over.

The head teacher Dong Lan specially found Pei Ziheng to talk, "How do you feel after the second mock exam?"

"Fortunately."

Although she knew that he was a man of few words, Dong Lan was not satisfied with this answer.

As the head teacher of a key senior class that attracts the whole school's attention, what she needs is a miracle.

"I know a little about your situation. I heard that you founded your own company. To be honest, I admire your ideals and ambitions. However, everyone has their own things to do at their age."

"Now is the critical moment to prepare for the college entrance examination. Of course, your grades will definitely allow you to get into a top-notch university, but this is not your limit. Ziheng, your goal should be to become the top scorer in the city or even the province."

Compared to Dong Lan's excitement, Pei Ziheng himself was very calm.

“I appreciate Mr. Dong’s affirmation of me, but I am not interested in this.”

Dong Lan was quite disappointed. "Even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about your parents. They worked so hard to raise you and make you a talent. If you really pass the exam and become the top scorer, they will be so proud."

“I only do what I am interested in and what I want. My life is not defined by anyone.”

Pei Ziheng refused to listen, so Dong Lan had to turn to Shen Mingzhu.

On the phone, she highly praised Pei Ziheng's outstanding performance in the two mock exams, and bluntly said that Pei Ziheng was a rare potential top scorer.

"If Ziheng can return to school and comprehensively strengthen and consolidate his knowledge, he may have a chance to become the provincial champion."

If it were any other parent, they would probably do as Dong Lan wished and send their child back to school without delay.

But Shen Mingzhu does not follow the beaten path.

She did not agree to the class teacher's request, but said that she would first consult Pei Ziheng's own wishes.

In front of Shen Mingzhu, Pei Ziheng changed from the cold and arrogant person he was in front of Dong Lan, and became obedient and gentle, just like an ordinary beautiful boy.

"Mom, do you want me to go back to school?"

Shen Mingzhu told him: "In my opinion, you are far superior to your peers. You are still young, and too much honor will be a burden and a yoke to you."

"A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. Only by keeping a proper low profile and following the crowd can you live a more relaxed and comfortable life."

Pei Ziheng's eyes were bright, and his tone was filled with the joy of being understood, respected, and recognized:
"Mom, I think so too. I have found my goal and will only work hard for it in the future."

Being the top scorer in the college entrance examination has never been his goal.

The second mock test results will be out soon.

Pei Ziheng ranked third in the grade and fifth in the city with a difference of seven points.

To be honest, this result is not bad, but compared with the first place in the city in the first mock exam, it is a bit disappointing.

On the day when the results were announced, Dong Lan and the head teacher of the senior year class visited Shen Mingzhu in person. Their sole purpose was to get Pei Ziheng to return to school and improve his grades.

Shen Mingzhu withstood the pressure and, on the grounds of "respecting her son", defeated Dong Lan and the grade director.

Jian Xun, who successfully won the first place in the grade, persistently found Pei Ziheng and issued an order to challenge him:
"Pei Ziheng, let's compete again in the third model. Show us your full strength."

Pei Ziheng didn't understand why Jian Xun targeted him, but he respected it.

……

Pei Tang likes to go to Pei Ziheng's studio recently.

On the one hand, the studio is spacious enough for her to play to her heart's content, and on the other hand, there is delicious food in the studio every day!

Pei Ziheng, who had just celebrated his birthday, has grown a lot taller than last year. His persistence in exercise and boxing has made him gradually stronger, but his face is still as beautiful and delicate as a handsome boy in a comic book.

Pei Ziheng is cold and aloof, smart and capable, and has a captivating appearance, which makes it easy for him to win the title of school idol.

Every day girls brought gifts and letters to his studio.

Even though Pei Ziheng always threw away the letters and gave the gifts to others, it did not affect their love and pursuit of him at all.

For them, Pei Ziheng's existence is more like a ray of light, a belief, and a gorgeous dream. (End of this chapter)