Genius Playground

Chapter 32 Genius Playground

"I really don't remember."

Jiang Ran was somewhat surprised.

He never expected that Qin Feng would be so interested in this matter.

If I remember correctly...

It seems this is the second time it has been brought up since that day when the play was performed.

"That was so long ago. Do you remember the diary you wrote in junior high?"

Jiang Ran smiled and asked in return:

"Besides, it's not really that well-written; it's all just the baseless fantasies of a chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) kid."

"If you really like this genre, how about I recommend a similar novel to you?"

Teng Teng Teng!

A black wall rolled and crawled down on us:

"Damn, we're finally here! What are you guys talking about?"

The two turned around.

The visitor was none other than Wang Hao.

The chubby boy has gotten even wider in the past two months.

"I'll punish myself with three bottles first!"

The big guy sat down on the small stool, gulped down a whole bottle, and then burped.
"This beer is a bit too fizzy, I'll hurry. Waiter!!!"

He roared loudly:
"Two more dishes!"

"Alright, alright, you can take a break now..."

Jiang Ran waved his hand:
"You've been acting like a conductor since you arrived. This isn't a last meal for someone, what's the rush? Are you going to let you go hungry?"

"Hehe, it's been a long time since I've had any meat."

Wang Hao quickly broke apart the disposable chopsticks:
"My living expenses are almost gone, and I've been eating vegetarian food in the cafeteria every day. I finally got the chance to be treated by you guys, so I have to treat myself to some meat, right?"

He swept everything away in no time:
"That's right, that's right."

With puffed-out cheeks, he looked at the two of them:

"What were you two talking about? I was hearing something about chuunibyou (middle school syndrome), novels, fantasy, and stuff like that..."

"Oh, what were you talking about?"

Jiang Ranqi opened a bottle of beer:
"It's just a collection of novel settings I casually wrote in junior high school, a bunch of messy, immature fantasies."

"Oh, oh, I remember."

Wang Hao nodded, like a little chick.

"【Genius Playground】, right?"

?

?

Jiang Ran and Qin Feng looked at Wang Hao in disbelief:

"you know?"

"Of course I know! I've even seen it!"

The two opened their eyes wide:

"You've seen it too?"

"I, of course I've seen it! Hey, hey, hey, why are you two like broken records?"

Wang Hao couldn't understand their expressions:

"No, is it such a big deal?"

He couldn't understand why the two people opposite him were reacting this way.

"Qin Feng probably doesn't know about this, but Jiang Ran, how could you forget?"

"Didn't a lot of people in your class read the stuff you wrote in junior high?"

Jiang Ran nodded:
"Many people have indeed seen it, but most only glanced at it... What surprises me is not that you have seen it, but that you remember the name so clearly."

Genius Playground.

This was indeed the name Jiang Ran gave to that artbook back in junior high school.

He himself had completely forgotten the details.

But I didn't expect...

Wang Hao, who is usually carefree, actually remembered it so clearly.

Jiang Ran chuckled softly, looking at Qin Feng:

"Perfect, now your curiosity can be satisfied. Maybe Wang Hao still remembers the details in that setting book."

Qin Feng was interested in the story, but Jiang Ran had completely forgotten about it.

Although I promised to look for it in the basement of my hometown during the holidays... it was really just a perfunctory promise.

Finding a copy of a manuscript from junior high school is like finding a needle in a haystack; it's highly unlikely you'll ever find it.

I thought the stories in that setting book would be lost like the last 40 chapters of *Dream of the Red Chamber*, but unexpectedly, a loyal reader suddenly appeared. Qin Feng poured himself a full glass and clinked glasses with Wang Hao:
"Wang Hao, do you still remember... what kind of game was the Genius Amusement Park?"

"I don't remember." Wang Hao picked up a few peanuts with vinegar.

Qin Feng frowned slightly:

"Then...do you still remember how to join this game, as written in the setting guide?"

Wang Hao downed a beer and wiped the foam from his mouth.

"I've forgotten that too."

"..." "..."

Qin Feng resisted the urge to smash the beer glass over his head:
"Then what the hell do you remember?"

"I bother!"

Wang Hao spat out a fish bone:
"That was almost ten years ago. I'm lucky I can even remember the title! Besides, the original author is right here. Why are you asking me so many questions?"

have to.

I thought Wang Hao might turn things around, but to my surprise, he continued to perform consistently, never disappointing anyone when it comes to letting people down.

Qin Feng sighed helplessly, looking at the two of them:

"You two are so stupid, it makes me wonder if your brains are secondhand. You can forget things you've written or read so completely."

"Who can be like you?!" "Do you think we're like you?"

Jiang Ran and Wang Hao were very indignant.

Qin Feng can indeed remember everything he sees, but how many people in the world can do that?
"Alright, alright, if you're really that interested, come home with me during summer vacation."

Jiang Ran patted Qin Feng on the shoulder:

"Come stay at my house for a few days, and we'll thoroughly search the basement to see if we can find your junior high school script."

“My parents don’t like to throw things away. They stuff all sorts of old books and textbooks in the basement, and the art book is probably in there.”

The three then continued drinking and chatting.

Wang Hao told them that many people had responded to the summer class reunion, and that they should bring Cheng Mengxue to attend.

Jiang Ran and Qin Feng both said it was no problem, since they had nothing to do at home during summer vacation anyway.

Reminiscing, complaining, looking to the future, bragging...

The little gathering, which left everyone wanting more, came to an end.

As expected, Wang Hao drank too much, and Jiang Ran called him a ride-hailing car and put him in the car.

"I'm off! I'll leave again next time!" Wang Hao said, feeling dizzy as he got into the car and drove away.

Jiang Ran and Qin Feng also got into the back seat of the taxi:

"Master, to Donghai University."

……

The vehicle starts moving.

We drove into the night.

Slightly tipsy, everyone is a little intoxicated.

Jiang Ran and Qin Feng looked out the window and then fell silent, neither of them saying a word.

"Qin Feng, what have you thought about it?"

Finally, Jiang Ran spoke first.

Qin Feng turned his head:
"what do you mean?"

"I mean, the matter of using time-space text messaging."

This matter had been weighing on Jiang Ran's mind; he wouldn't feel at ease until it was resolved.

"Do you have any better wishes in mind? Or is there any regret you'd like to make up for using time-space text messages?"

"As long as the sending time is within one month, anything is fine, Xiaoxue and I will support you unconditionally."

however.

Qin Feng shook his head:
"I really didn't think of anything. If it doesn't work out, just let me pass. Or just grant my previous wish and let me be the first to buy that more aesthetically pleasing rotary control panel."

"Of course that's no problem."

Jiang Ran agreed.

Regardless of the circumstances, since she had rejected Qin Feng before, she absolutely couldn't skip him this time when they were taking turns fulfilling wishes.

Since Qin Feng couldn't think of a better idea, he decided to make do with a circuit board; participation was the most important thing.

Although this is a case of using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

but……

The sooner this matter is resolved, the sooner I can fulfill the wish I owe Qin Feng, the more I can feel at ease.

"Then let's not delay, let's do it tomorrow night."

Jiang Ran looked at the full moon outside the car window:
"Let's invite Xiaoxue along tomorrow night."

"We need to continue... sending time-space text messages!"

(End of this chapter)