Seriously, sir? You can even pursue a professor?

The following days passed peacefully and regularly: exercising, learning new things, and asking Aunt Ruan for help whenever I encountered something I didn't understand...

The TI2 tournament proceeded as he remembered. During the group stage, iG's performance fluctuated slightly, and the odds also fluctuated accordingly, but Tang Zheng remained calm and did not make any additions or adjustments.

As the knockout stage began, iG displayed remarkable resilience, advancing through each round and gradually lowering the odds. In the finals against last year's runner-up NaVi, after losing the first game, iG rallied to win three consecutive games, ultimately securing a 3-1 victory and lifting the silver shield symbolizing their championship.

On the night the competition ended, Tang Zheng logged into those three websites. After deducting some handling fees and exchange costs, the total amount in the three accounts was close to 100,000.

Instead of withdrawing all the money at once, he transferred it in batches to a newly opened domestic securities account through channels that were still underdeveloped at the time.

Tang Zheng sat in front of his computer, the light from the screen illuminating his young and focused face. He recalled the hazy fragments of financial memories from his past life, those names and key events that had flashed by in casual conversations and news feeds.

The liquor industry... The plasticizer scandal seems to have erupted at the end of the year, and the entire sector will experience a severe decline. However, some well-established leading companies will see a stronger rebound and a long-term golden period of development after the storm. Entering the market now is the perfect time, as the calm before the storm has passed and stock prices are relatively low.

The mobile internet wave was just beginning, and the penetration rate of smartphones was growing explosively. Related hardware supply chains, application development, mobile payment and other fields... He remembered that several companies that later became giants had pitifully small market value at this time, or were not yet listed.

There are also emerging new energy sources. Although it will be several years before they truly take off, policy guidance and technological accumulation have already begun.

Tang Zheng didn't blindly bet all his funds on one direction. He divided his capital into three parts. One part was used to buy several leading liquor stocks that he believed were undervalued and had solid fundamentals, waiting for their value to recover after the storm.

In another part, he began to study small and medium-sized companies that were already listed at the time and whose businesses were closely related to the mobile Internet. He selected a few companies with unique technological or channel advantages in their respective niche markets and made tentative investments in them. Finally, he kept a small amount of cash to maintain liquidity and to make it easier to meet any possible needs at home.

After completing the operation, he looked at the holdings list without much emotion. This was just the beginning; these choices were based on vague memories and superficial analysis, and risks still existed.

But the advantage of being reborn is that he understands the general trend of the coming years better than anyone else. What he needs is patience, to let time be his best ally.

……

The next day, at the Handa Faculty Apartment.

Tang Zheng sat on the sofa reading a book. He had come to ask Aunt Ruan for answers to his questions.

Learning makes him happy!

He picked up the water glass on the coffee table, took a sip, and glanced at Ruan Hongzhuang sitting at the dining table not far away.

The dining table had been requisitioned as a computer desk. She was leaning slightly forward, looking at the computer screen. She was wearing the same long dress he had worn when he brought her the almond cookies that day. The neckline of the dress was slightly open because of her leaning forward, revealing a small section of her delicate collarbone. Her long hair, which had been tied up, was a little loose, with a strand of hair falling down and swaying gently by her cheek.

She turned off the computer, leaned back in her chair, raised her arm, and stretched languidly, revealing her alluring figure beneath her long dress.

The hem of her long skirt slid up a little with her movements, revealing a section of her fair and shapely calves. She wasn't wearing socks, and her toes were rounded. The red nail polish against her skin looked like a few red plum blossoms fallen on the snow, particularly eye-catching.

"I'm going to take a nap, don't bother me."

"Oh." Tang Zheng glanced up at her getting up and leaving, then looked back at his book.

Ruan Hongzhuang went to the window, looked at the blue sky outside, drew the curtains, then went to the bedside, kicked off her bear slippers, and got into bed.

Time flowed slowly in the stillness...

The afternoon sun shone through the gaps in the curtains, casting soft rays onto the floor. The apartment was so quiet that only the slight hum of the air conditioner and the occasional rustling of pages turning could be heard.

Tang Zheng put down his book, rubbed his temples, and got up to walk to the bathroom. He walked very quietly, afraid of waking Ruan Hongzhuang who was sleeping.

Two minutes later, Tang Zheng gently pushed open the bathroom door and came out. He glanced at Ruan Hongzhuang, who was fast asleep on the bed, and walked over quietly.

Tang Zheng came to the bedside, bent down, and gently covered her with the blanket that had slipped off the edge of the bed.

Ruan Hongzhuang was lying on her side, facing him, her long black hair spread out on the pillow, making her cheeks appear even whiter and more translucent.

Her usually calm and beautiful eyes were now peacefully closed, her long, thick eyelashes casting two shallow shadows below her eyelids, which trembled slightly with her steady breathing.

Her lips were slightly pursed, the curve gentle. One hand was bent and rested on her cheek, her fingers relaxed and slightly curled. The other hand was casually draped over the thin blanket, her wrist bones slender and delicate. Her breathing was shallow and even, her chest rising and falling slightly with each breath.

Tang Zheng watched quietly for a while, then turned to leave. The next second, he stopped, turned back to look at the sleeping Ruan Hongzhuang, and quietly stretched out a finger to gently poke her fair cheek.

It's bouncy and full of collagen.

Ruan Hongzhuang did not react at all; her eyes remained closed as before.

Tang Zheng glanced at it, turned around, and walked towards the sofa.

Just then, Ruan Hongzhuang on the bed suddenly opened her eyes, looked at Tang Zheng's departing figure, and closed her eyes again.

The hands of the wall clock turned slowly, and I don't know how much time had passed.

Ruan Hongzhuang opened her eyes from her sleep. After calming herself down, the drowsiness in her eyes gradually dissipated. She threw off the covers and sat up.

Tang Zheng noticed the movement, looked up at Ruan Hongzhuang, and said, "You're awake, Aunt Ruan."

"Mmm," Ruan Hongzhuang replied, her voice carrying a hint of languor from just waking up.

She threw back the covers, got out of bed, and headed towards the bathroom.

A few minutes later, Ruan Hongzhuang came out of the bathroom. Tang Zheng was still sitting on the sofa reading a book, but the bed had been made neatly, with the quilt laid out flat, the pillows arranged neatly, and the curtains next to it drawn open.

She glanced at the bed, then walked to the sofa and sat down next to Tang Zheng. "Is there anything you don't understand?"

As she spoke, she casually picked up a water glass from the coffee table, brought it to her lips, and took a sip.

"Not yet." Tang Zheng looked up at her, his gaze falling on the glass in her hand, and reminded her, "This glass is mine, Aunt Ruan, yours is over there."

He pointed towards the dining table, where she had taken the computer herself; it had nothing to do with him.

Ruan Hongzhuang seemed unconcerned about such matters. She took another sip of water from her cup and then placed it back on the coffee table.

Tang Zheng, the little glutton, glanced at the water glass on the coffee table and drank all of his water.

"Go and draw the curtains, then wait in the kitchen for a while while I change my clothes."

"Oh," Tang Zheng replied, got up and walked towards the kitchen, closing the door behind him.

Ruan Hongzhuang glanced at the teacup on the table, pursed her lips, got up and went to the wardrobe. She casually took out a set of clothes from inside and then took out a pair of white cotton socks from the drawer at the bottom of the wardrobe.

Back on the sofa, Ruan Hongzhuang placed her clothes on it, glanced towards the kitchen, and took off her long dress.

Large swathes of skin were exposed to the air, and against the backdrop of the only black outfit she wore, her whiteness was almost dazzling.

Tang Zheng paced slowly in the kitchen, somewhat aimlessly. As he reached the kitchen doorway, he glanced around and subconsciously imagined...

He quickly threw those images out the window and looked out the window.

Today is truly a wonderful day.

The sky was so blue, and the clouds were so white.

"Come out," Ruan Hongzhuang's voice came in.

Tang Zheng pushed open the kitchen door and went out.

At this moment, Ruan Hongzhuang had her back to him.

She stood in that halo of light, her back to him, adjusting the clothes she had just changed into.

She wore a simple white crew-neck short-sleeved T-shirt and light blue jeans, which perfectly hugged her straight and slender legs, outlining the beautiful curve from her waist to her ankles.

She stood barefoot on the floor, her ankles slender, the skin on the back of her feet dazzlingly white, and the striking red nail polish still adorning her rounded toes, becoming an alluring touch to her simple attire.

"Aunt Ruan, are you going out?" Tang Zheng asked as he sat down on the sofa.

"Okay, I'll go buy a few books," Ruan Hongzhuang replied, sitting down on the sofa, picking up the white cotton socks placed beside her, and bending down.

A ray of sunlight shone through the gap in the curtains onto the floor and onto her alabaster-white feet.

"Then I'll go with you. I was just about to buy some books to read," Tang Zheng said to her, his gaze unconsciously glancing at her art-like feet.

He's a normal person too, and it's hard not to be attracted to beautiful things, especially something this beautiful.

"Mmm." Ruan Hongzhuang replied, placed one sock beside her, then lifted her foot, used her fingertips to pry open the sock opening, and slowly put it on.

The soft fabric of the cotton socks gently wrapped around the rounded toes, the red color gradually covered by the white fabric, yet still faintly revealing a seductive outline.

Her fingers traced the curve of her instep, slowly smoothing the socks upwards, her fingertips occasionally brushing against the skin of her foot.

The whole process was quiet and smooth. She lowered her eyes, and her long, thick eyelashes cast quiet shadows under her eyelids.

Soon, the second sock was also neatly put on. She lowered her legs and put her feet back on the floor. The white cotton socks wrapped around her slender feet, complementing her light blue jeans perfectly.

"Let's go." She stood up and walked towards the door.

Tang Zheng glanced at her retreating figure and followed her.

Upon entering the foyer, Ruan Hongzhuang opened the cabinet door, glanced at the shoes, took out a pair of white canvas shoes, and placed them on the floor to change.

Soon, after changing her shoes, Ruan Hongzhuang stood up. Tang Zheng, who had also changed his shoes and was waiting beside her, glanced at Ruan Hongzhuang and said, "Can I talk to you about something, Aunt Ruan?"

Ruan Hongzhuang picked up the keys from the shoe cabinet, glanced at him, and asked, "What is it?"

Tang Zheng glanced at her ponytail, then at her white T-shirt, jeans, and beige canvas shoes. "When we go out later, I won't call you 'Auntie' anymore, you look younger than me."

To be fair, saying she's younger than him might be a bit of an exaggeration, but saying she's his classmate is definitely not an exaggeration at all.

Ruan Hongzhuang put the keys into her handbag. "So, what do you want to call me?"

Tang Zheng looked her over again and said seriously, "How about calling her junior? I think it's quite appropriate."

"Stop trying to be cute with me." Ruan Hongzhuang tossed her handbag to Tang Zheng, opened the door, and walked out.

Tang Zheng glanced at the handbag in his hand, then at her departing figure, and followed her.

How can you call that being innocent? He was clearly speaking from the bottom of his heart.

Soon, the two took the elevator to the first floor. As soon as they stepped out of the elevator, a woman walked towards them.

"Go on out, Hongzhuang." Yang Ningxi greeted the two as they walked out of the elevator with a smile, then greeted Tang Zheng beside her, "We meet again, handsome young man."

"Hello, Sister Yang." Tang Zheng greeted her politely.

This was the third time he had seen Yang Ningxi. A few days ago, he had run into her when he and Aunt Ruan went to the cafeteria for lunch. They ate together then, and Yang Ningxi learned that he was a freshman about to enroll and that he was the younger brother of Aunt Ruan's best friend.

"Go buy two books," Ruan Hongzhuang replied.

"Hongzhuang is getting more and more beautiful. I'm even a little jealous of you," Yang Ningxi said, glancing at Ruan Hongzhuang.

"Sister Yang is also very beautiful."

"Alright, I won't keep you any longer, I'm going upstairs now."

"it is good."

Yang Ningxi arrived at the elevator, pressed the button, turned her head to look at the two figures leaving, her eyes filled with a hint of inquiry and curiosity.

Something seems off.

The two walked out of the apartment building. The school was on summer vacation, and the campus was unusually empty and quiet without the usual bustling crowds.

The two walked to the tree-lined path next to them. The lush sycamore branches cast large dappled patterns of sunlight on the ground. Not far away was an artificial lake, its surface shimmering in the sunlight, and several pairs of swans were leisurely preening their feathers on the shore.

The two walked side by side and soon arrived at the school parking lot.

The two arrived at a very ordinary white car. Ruan Hongzhuang opened the driver's side door and got in.

That's right, Aunt Ruan can drive, but she rarely does; most of the time she rides in her sister's car.

Tang Zheng went to the other side, opened the passenger door, and got in.

Ruan Hongzhuang glanced at Tang Zheng, "Aren't you afraid of sitting in the passenger seat?"

Tang Zheng skillfully fastened his seatbelt.

"I have overcome my trauma now."