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Zhou Ye was stunned for a few seconds, then she rolled her eyes, grabbed the cake on the table and stuffed it into her mouth, expressing her protest with the sound of chewing.

"You're such an arrogance."

With cake in her mouth, she spoke indistinctly, but the upturned corners of her mouth were unmistakable.

"Alright, I'm not talking to you anymore. I need to go plan my future." Wang Zian said, extending his finger as if to press the hang-up button.

Just then, for reasons he didn't know, Zhou Ye suddenly blurted out:

"Then you must consider me more in your future plans!"

This statement is somewhat ambiguous.

The sentence burst from the small phone speaker, and there was a few seconds of silence between the two screens.

Zhou Ye's face flushed red instantly, and he stammered, "Hang up... you hung up! You... you... you! Pretend I didn't say anything!"

Dudu!

The screen went black.

As Wang Zian listened to the dial tone of the disconnection, his gaze fell on the computer screen, where the wallpaper was a photo of the two of them taken at the entrance of the National Museum.

In the photo, the two people are not doing anything special; they are just one tall and one short, standing neatly side by side.

Zhou Ye sent it to him after he came back last time, and he thought it looked nice so he set it as his wallpaper.

Suddenly, WeChat in the bottom right corner started beeping again.

It's Zhou Ye.

I want to go to school in the same city as you!

Oh my! They're not even from the same school. It seems Zhou Ye is quite considerate of him.

He was in a good mood and raised his hand to reply, "Got it!"

In Huizhou, Guangdong, after sending that message, Zhou Ye buried his face in the pillow like a frightened ostrich.

She lay on the bed, her inner voice pounding wildly: Zhou Ye! Zhou Ye! You've really gone mad!

How could you send him that kind of message? Are you crazy?!

No matter how handsome he is, how good his personality is, how excellent his studies are, or how many times he has helped you, you still can't send him those kinds of messages.

You're a girl!

However, even while lying on her pillow, she listened intently to her phone. Not hearing any notifications, she became somewhat anxious.

I hope my first bold move won't just disappear without a trace like a stone sinking into the sea!

If he dares to pretend he didn't see it, I'll ignore him for a month or a week.

"Beep beep beep~!"

My phone suddenly rang.

Zhou Ye sprang out of bed like a spring, grabbed his phone, and brought it to his eyes.

The screen displayed three words: "Understood".

"Yeah~~!" she shouted happily, "I didn't pretend I couldn't see it~!"

"Yeah~!"

Just as Zhou Ye was excitedly shouting on the bed, her mother's concerned voice came from outside the door.

"Coconut~! What's wrong?"

"What can't you see?"

Upon hearing his mother's voice, Zhou Ye stopped all his movements and fell silent instantly.

I was so excited that my mom heard me.

She tried to calm herself down and make her voice sound normal as she called out towards the door, "Nothing! Just chatting with a friend!"

"Okay! Then don't stay up too late; we're going to your grandma's house tomorrow, remember to pack your clothes." The footsteps outside the door faded away.

"Okay!"

Zhou Ye sat on the bed, stuck out his tongue slightly, and typed quickly on his phone: "Going to my grandma's house tomorrow, going to sleep."

"Oh, right, I haven't told you yet, my maternal grandma's family is in Sichuan and Chongqing!"

"I'm actually from the countryside!"

Downstairs in the living room, the Zhou family's villa was quiet and spacious.

Zhou Ye's mother leaned back on the sofa, looking down at a message her eldest daughter, Zhou Siqi, had just sent on her phone.

Zhou Ye's father sat opposite him, his brows furrowed. "Are you sure your daughter has someone she likes?"

Zhou's mother nodded: "After returning from the art exam, she even went out shopping with her friends less often than usual."

When he gets home at night, he doesn't watch TV anymore; he just goes to his room and either makes phone calls or chats on his phone until midnight. What do you think?

Mr. Zhou was heartbroken!

My beloved daughter, whom I've raised for so many years, only spent a short time in Beijing, and yet she ran into that blond guy?

He felt a pang in his heart.

He couldn't accept that his sweetheart had someone she liked!

Do you know who it is?

Mrs. Zhou rolled her eyes at her husband: "I've already asked her sister, and she said she has a rough idea of ​​who it is, but isn't sure. She also said that if it's that boy, we shouldn't worry!"

"What do you mean 'don't worry'? That's blondie. What if our Yeye has a..."

He was speaking when his wife stared at him, pinning him to the sofa.

"What if what?" Zhou's mother's voice wasn't loud, but the spirit of a Sichuan and Chongqing woman was already showing.

Mr. Zhou's arrogance was instantly suppressed.

"Didn't you understand? Her sister meant that the guy is really nice and reliable!"

Mr. Zhou opened his mouth as if to say, "My daughter isn't that old, how can she possibly see through a person?"

But after glancing at his wife's expression, he wisely chose to remain silent. "Let's be more careful from now on."

"Okay!"

···

Future plans.

Many people have done it, and Wang Zian has done it many times as well.

However, as time goes by, plans also change.

Just like most people don't remember that their childhood dream was to become a scientist.

Wang Zian used to want to be a scientist, but as he earned more and more money, his ideas changed.

He discovered that simply being a scientist wasn't enough; to protect his money, he also needed to become a great scientist.

Then he discovered that being good at something wasn't enough; he needed a big enough reputation to truly keep the money under his control.

This is not something that can be solved by simply doing something casually.

After careful consideration, Wang Zian made a decision.

He's going to Beijing Film Academy.

At worst, I can just switch majors and take the postgraduate entrance exam to study mathematics at Peking University.

Anyway, I also solve problems when I have nothing else to do.

The "problem-solving" he's referring to isn't the kind of problem-solving where you just do random homework; he has a real talent for solving difficult problems.

For example, he was the child that Qian Xuesen mentioned who could learn calculus before the age of fourteen.

The next morning, Wang Zian went to his computer.

I started collecting books and materials on photography and directing, as well as some professional university teaching videos.

If he wants to learn a skill, he will put all his effort into it.

Over the years, he has learned many skills; coupled with the experience provided by those memories, he learns very quickly.

He built a specialized web scraping program for himself, including open course resources from several top film schools at home and abroad, highlights from photography forums, and transcripts of director interviews.

He used this program frequently before and felt very comfortable using it.

After attending the graduation ceremony at school, taking group photos, and saying goodbye to his classmates, his high school career officially came to an end.

His youth has officially come to an end!

Before his best friend left, Wang Zi'an pulled him aside and told him to come visit him in Yanjing when he had time. Then he slowly walked back to his rented room along the road he had walked for three years.

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After the college entrance examination, he stayed at home for a week, but his parents disliked him.

The main thing is that the family is now financially independent; and he has also graduated from high school.

My parents want to go on a trip, get some fresh air, and enjoy the relaxed life that's about to begin.

So I urged him to go out for a walk as well.

Wang Zian went from being an endangered species in the college entrance examination to a despised burden.

Having no other option, he decided to take a trip to Shanghai.

Equipment was prepared in advance for this purpose.

"Mom, where did you put my pants?!"

Which pants?

"Where are those shorts?!" Wang Zian shouted towards the living room.

"I washed it for you, and it's drying outside!" His mother's voice came from the yard.

Suddenly, the voice disappeared.

The next second, his door was pushed open.

Wang Zian, who was standing in front of the wardrobe looking for clothes, was startled.

Zhang Ruyu stood at the door, her gaze sweeping from her son to the open black suitcase behind him.

The newly bought clothes were neatly rolled up and stuffed inside, with a pair of brand-new, spotless sneakers on top.

Most importantly, there was also a pair of expensive sunglasses that I had recently bought.

Upon seeing all this, she was initially delighted, realizing that her son, who had kept his heart closed and remained exceptionally mature and calm for so many years, was finally about to enter the adolescence that a normal child should experience.

Then, she quickly calmed herself down.

My son is more mature than other children, but people who are mature early are often psychologically less mature, and are more proud and concerned about saving face.

She couldn't be too obvious, lest her son feel embarrassed and back down, which would be troublesome.

Zhang Ruyu's expression changed several times in just a few seconds. A powerful willpower forced the corners of his mouth down, and he finally managed to squeeze out a seemingly normal smile.

She looked away from the suitcase, avoiding eye contact with her son, but her tone involuntarily carried a slight upward curve: "The pants are in the yard, Mom will go get them for you."

"Mmm~! Thank you, Mom!" Wang Zian felt that his mother was very strange. The way she wanted to gossip but didn't dare to was really funny.

Zhang Ruyu turned around quickly and left the room, closing the door behind him.

However, the door to this room is not soundproof.

"Wang Zhipeng, you have no idea what just happened? Your son's fallen for you!" His mother's voice drifted in through the door, her tone filled with suppressed excitement. "We're going to be grandparents!"

! ! ! !

Wang Zian heard everything clearly from inside the room.

He pinched the bridge of his nose. No doubt, his dad would be back soon, and then the two of them would start subtly hinting at their relationship during lunch.

Sigh!