Rejecting Tsinghua and Peking Universities: I Will Lead Harbin Institute of Technology to World Lead

Nightfall draped a veil of tranquility over the gate of Tsinghua University.

Lin Guodong's black minivan came to a smooth stop in the temporary parking area outside the West Gate.

"Son, we've arrived. Call me anytime if anything happens. Let me know if you need money, and don't deprive yourself." Lin Guodong patted Lin Feng on the shoulder, his eyes filled with reluctance and pride.

"Okay, Dad. Be careful on the road." Lin Feng smiled and got out of the car.

The father and son said goodbye, a simple yet heartwarming scene.

Just as Lin Feng turned to enter the school gate, a clear but slightly hurried female voice suddenly came from behind him:

"Lin Feng! Wait a minute!"

Lin Feng paused, and he and Lin Guodong, who was watching him from inside the car, both looked in the direction of the sound.

Not far away, the door of another minivan opened, and a tall figure strode over.

Under the soft light of the streetlights, the person who arrived had shed their previous full protective gear.

Her long, jet-black hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and her skin appeared so fair in the night that it seemed to glow.

Her features were exquisitely beautiful, her eyebrows and eyes like a painting. Her cheeks, slightly flushed with urgency, added to her charm.

It was the same female celebrity he had met briefly at the back door of the hot pot restaurant and who had called out his name.

Seeing the whole picture now, even Lin Guodong couldn't help but secretly admire her: What a beautiful girl!

Shen Moran walked quickly to Lin Feng, her breath slightly unsteady from jogging, her chest rising and falling slightly.

Those clear eyes stared directly at Lin Feng, their light shining exceptionally bright in the night.

Seeing this, Lin Guodong immediately smiled knowingly, rolled down the car window, and teased Lin Feng:

"Son, is this girl looking for you? Aren't you going to introduce her?"

His tone was full of teasing, clearly treating Shen Moran as an unexpected surprise for his son.

Lin Feng ignored his father's teasing. He looked at the girl in front of him, who was almost too beautiful, his brows furrowed slightly, but his eyes still held a calm and questioning look.

"Who are you...?" he asked again, his tone polite but distant.

He genuinely couldn't remember.

In both his past and present lives, his life trajectory has been completely detached from the entertainment industry.

In my unforgettable memories, there is indeed no face that can be described as stunning.

Upon hearing these two brief and unfamiliar words, the flame that had ignited in Shen Mo Ran's eyes due to the reunion seemed to flicker slightly in the breeze, dimming a bit.

But she quickly composed herself, offering a polite yet slightly nostalgic smile, and tried to keep her voice natural:

"Hello, junior Lin. Let me formally introduce myself. My name is Shen Mozhan."

"In terms of grade level, I'm your senior. But... when you skipped a grade to take the college entrance exam, we were actually in the same cohort."

Her voice was clear and melodious, standing out exceptionally well in the quiet school gate.

"Senior? Same year?" Lin Feng quickly grasped the key words.

Mountain city, high school, skipping grades, college entrance exam... By piecing together these pieces of information, he immediately understood the other party's background.

They must have been classmates, or even classmates, from his brief time in high school.

At that time, however, he was completely absorbed in studying university courses in advance and developing preliminary ideas for Fuxi.

I have almost never paid attention to my classmates, especially those of the opposite sex; my impressions of them are as vague as looking at flowers through a fog.

"So you're alumni." Lin Feng nodded, his expression softening slightly, but he still maintained a distance.

"Did Senior Shen need something from me?"

His questions were direct and to the point, without any small talk or pleasantries, and were entirely businesslike and problem-solving in nature.

Shen Mo Ran was taken aback by the blunt question.

She had imagined many ways their reunion would begin, but she never expected the other person to be so efficient.

When the moment came, he couldn't utter a single word of the clever yet reserved conversation starters he had rehearsed countless times in his mind.

Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she could only awkwardly explain, going along with what the other person was saying:

"No, nothing special. It's just... I didn't expect to run into an old classmate in Beijing, who was such a famous top student in our school back then."

"I got excited and just wanted to come over, say hello, and catch up."

As soon as the words left her mouth, Shen Moran felt they were weak and even a little stupid.

Reminiscing? What old times could they possibly have to reminisce about?

After listening, Lin Feng nodded again, his expression unchanged, as if he had simply confirmed a simple fact.

"Oh, I see."

He glanced at Shen Moran, then at the quiet van not far behind her, and at the assistant inside who was vaguely visible, looking over with concern.

"I've already informed them. If there's nothing else, Senior Shen, I'll head back to school now; I still have some things to take care of."

His tone was calm, yet it carried an undeniable sense of finality.

After saying that, he gave Shen Mozhan a polite nod, then turned around and walked into the school gate.

His steps were steady, without a trace of lingering or hesitation.

"Okay...okay, junior, you go ahead with your work." Shen Moran responded subconsciously, his voice unconsciously lowering.

She stood there, watching Lin Feng's departing figure disappear into the solemn gate of Tsinghua University without any hesitation.

The night breeze ruffled her long hair, bringing a touch of early autumn coolness.

The light in her eyes dimmed completely, replaced by deep disappointment and a hint of self-doubt.

A carefully planned reunion, a long-awaited conversation, and it just ended like that?

He doesn't even remember her.

……

"You brat!"

Lin Guodong watched his son's clueless back and couldn't help but laugh and scold him. Then he opened the car window, smiled kindly at Shen Moran who was still standing there, waved his hand, and signaled the driver to drive away.

The black minivan slowly merged into the traffic.

On the other side, Shen Moran also returned to her car in a daze.

"How's it going, Ranran? How's the battle going? Did you get the WeChat or the phone number?"

Assistant Xiaoxiao eagerly came over, her face full of gossipy excitement.

She had personally witnessed how her arrogant and high-profile celebrity had been secretly in love with someone for many years, and how she had staged a dramatic chase after him across thousands of miles.

Shen Mo Ran leaned back in her chair, closed her eyes, and let out a long sigh.

"No." Her voice was filled with frustration.

"Not only did I not get any contact information, he didn't even... remember who I was."

"Huh?!" Xiaoxiao exaggeratedly covered her mouth, her eyes wide with surprise. "Impossible! How could anyone who's seen Ranran's face forget him? Is he faking it?"

"It doesn't seem like it." Shen Moran shook her head, recalling Lin Feng's clear and frank eyes, filled with genuine doubt.

"He genuinely doesn't remember. He just treats me like an ordinary alumnus."

She recounted the brief conversation, her tone filled with helplessness.

After listening, Xiao Xiao remained silent for a long time.

"This... has your junior gone crazy from studying too much? Or..." She stroked her chin, pretending to think seriously.

"Is he actually gay? Or just a clueless, straight guy? This is his reaction to a beautiful woman like you hitting on him? That's not right!"

Shen Mo Ran was amused by Xiao Xiao's wild imagination and gave a wry smile, but her mood did not improve.

"Perhaps... to him, his high school classmates were really just insignificant passersby."

Her voice was low, tinged with self-mockery.

A brief silence fell over the carriage.

The driver wisely refrained from starting the car and waited for instructions.

Seeing her friend's dejected look, Xiaoxiao put her arm around her shoulder with heartache.

"Don't be discouraged, Ranran! You're such a beautiful woman, as long as you persist, you'll definitely win him over. Besides, since he's in Huaqing, he'll definitely be staying here for a while."

"Don't we just happen to have a film project to discuss in Beijing, and also a variety show to film? There will be plenty of opportunities!"

"As the saying goes, 'A woman pursuing a man is like piercing a thin veil!' Especially since you're such an outstanding woman! Let's make a plan and take it one step at a time..."

As Shen Mozhan listened to Xiaoxiao's encouragement, a glimmer of light gradually returned to his eyes.

Yes, since fate brought them together again in the capital, and since he is here.

So this time, she didn't want to just watch from afar and bury that feeling of affection deep in her heart forever.

She took a deep breath, sat up straight, and her eyes regained their firmness and brightness.

"Xiaoxiao, can you help me find out Lin Feng's specific situation at Tsinghua University? Is he an exchange student or a transfer student? Which dormitory does he live in? Where does he usually go?"

"Also, please help me coordinate my schedule for work and activities in Beijing in the near future, and try to arrange them as much as possible."

"This time, I'm going to make him remember me."

The van slowly started, drove away from Tsinghua University, and merged into the dazzling lights of Beijing.