Rebirth of wealth and freedom starts from the World Cup

Chapter 152 The request of my deskmate cannot be refused
The annual college entrance examination arrived as scheduled.

Zhao Zixuan, who was still unsatisfied, rushed back to China across the Pacific Ocean. At the time of the exam, he and all the senior high school students stepped onto this single-plank bridge that had been crossed by thousands of people.

At first, Zhang Lei was reluctant to leave.

He had just gotten rid of the shackles of being a virgin, and his relationship with Stella was as intense as dry wood and raging fire. Every day he was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, unable to suppress his inner impulses.

But now that all his good brothers have left, it is impossible for Zhang Lei to stay alone in a foreign country.

He is not the kind of person who is disloyal.

After returning to China, the two parted ways at the Shanghai Airport and agreed on the next time to go to Los Angeles.

Afterwards, Zhao Zixuan flew back to Xiaoxiang City and took part in the two-day college entrance examination.

For him, an art student, the college entrance examination is just an easy game.

The academic requirements for the Central Academy of Drama are not high, and a score of 200 to 300 is enough to meet the requirements.

Therefore, Zhao Zixuan did not give his all in the exam. He did not even finish half of some papers, and he quickly scanned the big questions, only completing the multiple-choice questions and fill-in-the-blank questions, and then handed in the paper and left the exam room in a cool manner.

Since he was the first candidate to walk out of the school gate, he immediately attracted the attention of reporters.

Zhao Zixuan accepted the interview but requested that the video be blurred.

After the reporter nodded in agreement, he began to answer the reporter's questions.

It’s still the same old question: If Zhao Zixuan had to choose between 700 points in the college entrance examination and 700 million, which one would he choose?
Zhao Zixuan answered without hesitation: "I would choose 700 points, because I have 700 million myself."

The reporter couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and couldn't tell whether he was joking or stating the facts seriously.

Seeing Zhao Zixuan's serious expression and the expensive watch on his hand, the reporter suddenly believed it a little more.

The reporter was much more polite in the following questions: "Mr. Zhao, how did you perform in the college entrance examination this year? Are you confident that you will be admitted to the university of your choice?"

In front of the camera, Zhao Zixuan responded calmly: "It's just so-so, I can't say more, but getting 300 points should be no problem."

As soon as he finished speaking, some giggles and whispers were heard from the crowd around him.

"He wants to get into a key university with only 300 points? Has this kid become stupid from studying too much?"

"Maybe he just wants to go to a random fake university?"

"No way, maybe he is a recommended student? I heard that some top students only take the college entrance examination as a formality, but in fact they have already been selected by good universities."

"Look at him, how can he be a recommended student? He didn't even wear glasses, and he handed in his paper early. It's obvious that he knows he has no chance, so he's just throwing in the towel."

Faced with these sarcasms, Zhao Zixuan didn't care at all. He continued to explain to the reporter: "Actually, I am an art student and I have passed the professional exam."

The reporter immediately understood why he only needed 300 points to meet the requirement.

"Student Zhao, which university do you plan to apply to?" the reporter asked curiously.

Zhao Zixuan answered without hesitation: "The Central Academy of Drama or the Beijing Film Academy, choose one."

This sentence immediately caused an uproar among the crowd.

"Fuck! The Central Academy of Drama and the Beijing Film Academy! They are the cradles of famous stars!"

"This kid is so handsome, maybe he can really become a big star. It's a good decision to choose the art exam."

"If I had known this earlier, I would have let my child take the art exam. With 300 points, he can get into a top university. Isn't this too cost-effective?"

"Do you think it's that easy? Do you know how much more tuition an art student has to pay every year? And the competition is fierce. Not everyone can get into schools like the Central Academy of Drama and the Beijing Film Academy."

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, but Zhao Zixuan stood quietly in front of the camera, as if it had nothing to do with him.

The reporter still wanted to pursue the student, after all, the student in front of him might become a popular public figure in the future. If he could capture his charm in this youthful period, he might become famous overnight.

However, Zhao Zixuan obviously had no intention of staying any longer. His eyes passed through the crowd and locked onto a black Audi A6.

The car window slowly lowered, revealing the face of the driver, Wang Xiaohu, waving at him.

Zhao Zixuan got in the car and simply told Wang Xiaohu to wait nearby. After the candidates left the examination room one after another, he got out of the car again and returned to the crowded school gate.

In the crowd surging like a tide, Zhao Zixuan easily caught sight of that heart-warming figure.

In the golden sunlight, she is as dazzling and charming as an exquisite doll.

Her steps are light, as if every step is accompanied by the beautiful melody of its own BGM, which makes people feel happy.

Her beauty does not need fancy words to describe, because in her light, everything around her seems eclipsed.

At this moment, Zhao Zixuan only had eyes for her. Everything in front of him seemed to have turned into a black and white movie, with her being the only bright spot.

"Jieyu!" he called softly.

She immediately turned her head, her eyes sparkling with joy, and ran towards the wind.

"Brother!" she responded happily, her face filled with childlike innocence and sweetness.

At this moment.

Amid the unnoticed hustle and bustle, He Jieyu's "Brother" unexpectedly broke the awkward greetings between Song Qiuya, Wei Xiaoyao and Zhao Zixuan.

Even though the two of them were standing next to Zhao Zixuan at the time, he seemed not to see them. He walked straight towards He Jieyu as if he saw nothing, and stood side by side with her, holding her hand, like a pair of golden boy and jade girl.

This scene amazed everyone around.

Wei Xiaoyao widened her eyes in astonishment and kept nudging Song Qiuya with her elbow, "Qiuya, did you see that? They, they are actually holding hands!"

Song Qiuya was dumbfounded, staring at the two figures moving away with empty eyes, biting her lips tightly as if bleeding. Her mood was extremely complicated, and she was speechless for a while.

Wei Xiaoyao looked at her and felt an inexplicable pity in her heart. She gently consoled her, "Qiuya, are you okay? To be honest, I supported you before, but now you should give up. He is no longer the same Zhao Zixuan as before."

"Besides, your competitor is He Jieyu... She is too dazzling!"

Song Qiuya was silent for a long time before she slowly raised her head, a hint of determination flashing in her eyes.

She tried to force out a smile and pretended to be strong and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine. From today on, he is him and I am me. It's not like no one wants me, Song Qiuya. I won't give up the entire green grassland for a mere blade of grass."

Although she said that, Wei Xiaoyao knew what she was thinking.

Wei Xiaoyao saw through her best friend's disguise at a glance, and also felt the grievance and unwillingness deep in her heart.

In order to ease the atmosphere, Wei Xiaoyao suggested: "Why don't we go to the graduation party organized by Xia Junjie? I heard that many classmates in the class will go tonight."

Song Qiuya agreed without hesitation: "Okay! Let's go together!"

She wanted to use laughter and excitement to cover up the loss and pain in her heart.

After it was over, I felt even worse. My heart felt empty as if I had lost something important.

End of the street corner.

A pair of beautiful boys and girls walked hand in hand along the edge of the road.

Behind them, three luxury cars followed silently like loyal guardians, with the speed of the cars and the pace of the cars being the same. This strange sight naturally attracted the attention of many passers-by, with curiosity and surprise intertwined.

however.

The man and woman who were the focus of attention in the crowd didn't care at all, as if everyone around them were NPCs and background boards, and only the two of them were real human players with flesh and blood and emotions.

"Brother, I don't think I did well today. I think I got one question wrong. How did you do on the test?"

He Jieyu turned her head and looked at Zhao Zixuan beside her with her crystal clear eyes.

Her voice is clear and pleasant, like a lark in the quiet wilderness, which makes people fascinated.

Zhao Zixuan couldn't help but look at her a few more times. He found that the girl beside him was becoming more and more eye-catching. Just an unintentional little gesture, even a wrinkled nose, could make people's heart beat fast.

He Jieyu noticed his gaze, and a hint of subtle shyness appeared on her sweet face. She lowered her head and said, "Brother, I'm asking you a question, why are you staring at me?"

Zhao Zixuan raised his eyebrows and smiled. Instead of hiding or being embarrassed, he looked at her straight in the eyes: "I can't help it. My sister is getting prettier and prettier. They say girls change a lot when they grow up, but you are not even 18 yet and you are already so destructive. What are you going to do with those boys who secretly have a crush on you?"

He Jieyu felt sweet inside, but pretended to be stupid on the surface: "How can it be so exaggerated? I have always looked like this, I don't think I have become more beautiful."

Zhao Zixuan shook his head gently. "It's not about what you think, it's about what I think. If I say you've become more beautiful, then you've become more beautiful."

He Jieyu smiled shyly. For the first time, she felt that Zhao Zixuan's words were as sweet as honey, as if they could melt people's hearts.

"You too." She parted her red lips slightly, her voice a little shy.

Zhao Zixuan frowned slightly, showing a little confusion, "What do you mean me too?"

This little girl only speaks halfway, and I don’t know who she learned this bad habit from.

He Jieyu seemed to have mustered up her courage, her voice as sweet as sugar, "You are also very beautiful."

The corners of Zhao Zixuan's mouth curled up slightly, and a hint of pride flashed in his eyes.

"You don't even need to tell me that. I'm the most popular girl in our class."

He said in a cocky way.

He Jieyu smiled sweetly, not only did she not refute, she even blew some rhythm.

"Of course, my brother is the most handsome boy in the third grade. No one can compare to him."

This flattery made Zhao Zixuan feel a little flattered for a while, and he suddenly began to understand why some people say "Fan Li is in the eyes of the beholder".

Perhaps in the eyes of this little classmate at this moment, he is her Fan Li.

"Zixuan!"

Just as the two were enjoying this warm moment, Zhao Zixuan suddenly heard someone calling him. He turned around and saw Yuan Shiwei and Li Jiaming walking towards them quickly.

Zhao Zixuan stopped and waited for them to come closer.

"Why are you running so fast? Is there something wrong?"

Zhao Zixuan asked casually, but in his heart he hoped that they would turn around and leave.

Yuan Shiwei walked up to him, put his hand on his shoulder and said, "There is a graduation party tonight, will you come? I heard that Qiu Ya will also come."

Zhao Zixuan shook his head slightly, with a hint of apology on his face: "I won't go over, you guys have fun."

Hearing this, Yuan Shiwei's expression suddenly fell. He secretly looked at He Jieyu, knowing that only she could make Zhao Zixuan change his mind.

He Jieyu understood what he meant. She blinked and said coquettishly, "Brother, I want to go too. Will you take me?"

Zhao Zixuan frowned slightly, remembering the rules of He Jieyu's family: "Can you come out at night? Won't you get scolded when you go back?"

He Jieyu smiled confidently and said, "I'll just tell my mom. At worst I can go home early. Then you can send me back and she won't be angry."

There was a gleam of anticipation in her eyes, and she seemed to be eager to experience the excitement of tonight.

Seeing He Jieyu's expectant look, Zhao Zixuan's heart softened and he finally agreed to her request.

"Okay then. We'll go earlier and come back earlier, and try not to let you get scolded when you go back."

Upon hearing this, He Jieyu jumped up in joy, her pretty face filled with happiness and anticipation.

(End of this chapter)