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

The morning sunlight streamed through the blinds, casting dappled shadows on the wooden floor.

Lin Feng got up on time as usual, washed up quickly, changed into his outdoor clothes, and prepared to start a new day of "knowledge battle" in the library.

However, just as he picked up his schoolbag, he was stopped by Zhao Weiguo, who had been waiting in the living room.

"Mr. Lin, we can't go today." Zhao Weiguo's voice was gentle, but it carried an undeniable firmness.

Lin Feng paused and looked at him.

"Based on the joint orders of Principal Tang and the doctor, as well as the schedule you yourself promised."

Zhao Weiguo opened the notebook he carried with him, on which the dates and working hours were clearly marked.

"You have been engaged in high-intensity deep learning and thinking for seven consecutive days, with more than ten hours of effective brain use each day."

"Today is the eighth day. According to the rules, you must take at least two consecutive days of complete relaxation to allow your brain and body to fully recover."

He closed the notebook and looked intently at Lin Feng.

"Mr. Lin, your health is more important than any research. Today, I absolutely cannot let you go to the library again."

Looking at Zhao Weiguo's serious expression, Lin Feng recalled Principal Tang and Old Liao's repeated instructions, as well as the lesson learned from his previous coma.

He gave a wry smile and put down his schoolbag.

"Okay, Brother Zhao, I'll do as you say. I'll rest today."

Seeing Lin Feng cooperate, Zhao Weiguo's expression softened and he smiled.

"That's right. Would you like to rest at home, or go out for a walk? Shanghai is so big, it's not good to stay cooped up at school all the time."

Lin Feng thought for a moment, since he was forced to rest, he might as well go out for some fresh air instead of just sitting in his room.

He took out his phone and finally had the time to carefully review the messages that had accumulated over the past week.

The vast majority of unread messages came from the same profile picture—the little panda holding bamboo.

From last weekend's "Junior, it's raining in Shanghai, remember to bring an umbrella" to the day before yesterday's "I filmed a crying scene today, and my eyes are swollen like peaches (crying.jpg)".

Then came the last message sent late last night:

"Junior, just finished work, I'm exhausted... But the good news is, the director said I can take two days off tomorrow and the day after! (spinning.jpg)"

"Do you have time? Let's go sightseeing in Shanghai together! I'll be your tour guide! (Starry-eyed anticipation.jpg)"

The message was dated 1:23 AM.

One can imagine that after filming a night scene, she dragged her tired body back to the hotel, but still mustered her spirits and sent out the invitation with great anticipation.

Lin Feng's heart stirred slightly.

He quickly skimmed through the other unimportant information, then opened Shen Moran's chat window and replied succinctly with two words to the last invitation:

"OK."

The message was sent successfully in less than ten seconds.

The phone then chimed, indicating that a reply had been received.

It was as if the other person had been holding the phone in their hand the whole time, waiting.

"Junior! You finally replied! (So happy I could fly.gif)"

"I thought you were going to disappear again this week! Great news!"

"It's a deal! I'm free today and tomorrow! You're at the Shanghai Medical College, right? I'll come find you as soon as I'm ready!"

You can feel the overflowing joy and energy even through the screen.

A smile unconsciously crept onto Lin Feng's lips.

"Yes, at school. Message me when you arrive, and I'll pick you up at the school gate."

"Okay! Wait for me! (Runs away.jpg)"

After putting down his phone, Lin Feng said to Zhao Weiguo, "Brother Zhao, I have plans for today. Senior Shen invited me to go sightseeing in Shanghai."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Weiguo's face showed a look of understanding and relaxation.

"Miss Shen? That's wonderful. With someone you know showing you around, you'll have an even better time."

……

Meanwhile, in a suite of a star-rated hotel in Shanghai.

Shen Moran was startled awake from her light sleep by a special message notification sound.

She finished work too late last night and didn't fall asleep until almost dawn.

But seeing Lin Feng's reply of "Okay" on the screen, all my drowsiness vanished instantly.

She sat up with a jolt, rubbed her eyes to make sure it wasn't a hallucination, and then happily rolled around on the bed.

"Very good!"

She replied to the message immediately, then rushed into the bathroom and began washing up and putting on makeup with lightning speed.

What usually takes one or two hours to complete was done in less than half an hour today.

When she looked radiant, dressed in comfortable and appropriate casual wear, carrying a small bag, ready to go out.

Assistant Xiaoxiao just happened to be bringing in breakfast when she pushed the door open.

"Ranran? You're... going out? I bought your favorite xiaolongbao and soy milk."

Xiao Xiao stared blankly at Shen Moran, whose makeup was exquisite and who looked radiant.

"Xiaoxiao, my darling! I'm so sorry!" Shen Moran clasped her hands together in an apologetic gesture, but her face was full of undisguised smiles.

"Junior, you're off today too! We've made plans to go shopping in Shanghai together! Can you take care of breakfast for me? Love you!"

After saying that, she swept past Xiaoxiao like a gust of wind, leaving only a faint scent of perfume.

"Hey! Shen Moran! You bastard who forgets his friends for a pretty face!"

Xiao Xiao called out to the figure that had disappeared at the end of the corridor, feeling both annoyed and amused.

"I was even worried you hadn't eaten breakfast... Oh well, I'll eat by myself!"

She shook her head, put the breakfast on the table, and comfortably sprawled on the sofa in Shen Moran's room, ready to enjoy a rare lazy sleep without having to follow the celebrities around.

……

In the underground parking lot, an inconspicuous black SUV waited quietly.

This was a local vehicle that Shen Moran had arranged in advance through the company; it was discreet enough that it wouldn't attract any attention.

The car drove smoothly toward the Shanghai Medical College.

Lin Feng and Zhao Weiguo were already waiting at the school gate.

Shen Moran saw that tall figure from afar, and her heart began to race.

The car came to a stop, she rolled down the window, waved vigorously at Lin Feng, and smiled brightly:

"Junior! Over here!"

Lin Feng walked over upon hearing the sound, and upon seeing the bright-eyed girl in the car, he also revealed a gentle smile.

"Senior."

"Junior, get in the car quickly! Brother Zhao, thank you for your help today!" Shen Moran greeted him with a smile.

"Of course, Miss Shen," Zhao Weiguo replied politely, taking over the driver's duties.

Shen Moran got out of the back seat and naturally sat down next to Lin Feng.

The vehicle restarted and merged back into the traffic flow.

"Junior, look! This is the travel guide I made!"

Shen Moran proudly took out her phone and opened a carefully crafted memo app.

The list is densely packed with places worth visiting in Shanghai.

Each location is followed by a brief description...

It was clearly prepared with care.

"We have plenty of time today, so we can start at the Bund, look at the old buildings, and then go to the City God Temple for some snacks..."

She planned her trip with great enthusiasm, her eyes sparkling, as if she weren't acting as a tour guide for others, but rather embarking on a long-awaited adventure of her own.

Lin Feng listened quietly, his gaze sweeping over the detailed notes on her phone, a warm feeling rising in his heart.

"I'll do as you say," he said simply.

"Alright! Brother Zhao, let's head to the Bund viewing platform first!"

"receive."

The car drove towards the Huangpu River.

The autumn sun was shining brightly, casting its rays through the car window onto the two of them.

One person was giving a long and enthusiastic presentation, while the other listened quietly; the atmosphere was harmonious and comfortable.

Zhao Weiguo glanced at the rearview mirror, a slight smile playing on his lips, and steadily steered the wheel.

He knew that for Lin Feng, such pure, relaxed time spent with people was perhaps more effective than any medicine in truly helping him unwind from the intense state of scientific research.

The following day, their footprints covered the entire city of Shanghai.

On the Bund, you can see the collection of international architecture and the skyscrapers of Lujiazui facing each other across the river, where history and modernity converge.

At the City God Temple, they tasted authentic Nanxiang steamed buns and spiced beans. Shen Moran's tongue sticking out after being burned made Lin Feng burst out laughing.

Wander through the narrow alleyways of Tianzifang, searching for hidden gem shops.

Stroll under the plane trees in Fuxing Park and watch the leaves fall.

Shen Moran is like a dutiful and happy tour guide, not only introducing the attractions, but also sharing many interesting and embarrassing stories from filming in Shanghai.

Lin Feng still didn't say much, but his expression remained relaxed, and his occasional responses carried a rare, easy smile.