After his blunder in the handsome guy's comment section was exposed.

After that night, they both changed their phone wallpapers.

Xi Chenzhou's character is a ballet dancer, while Lin Xuechun's character is a basketball player.

When Zhou Xinran saw Lin Xuechun's phone wallpaper during class, she immediately recognized her: "Wow, when was this photo of Xi Chenzhou taken?! He looks so young!!"

"Keep your voice down, the teacher is watching you." Lin Xuechun glanced at the podium, tugged at her, and waited for the teacher to look away before saying, "This is a photo of him from his second year of junior high."

"So handsome! With a face like that, you would definitely be the school heartthrob in high school. If you two had known each other in high school, would you have started dating?" Zhou Xinran restrained her expression and actions, covering her mouth as she spoke.

Lin Xuechun also covered her mouth and leaned closer to her, saying, "They'll probably keep their relationship secret."

"Hehehe, I knew it." Zhou Xinran had the expression of someone watching a dating reality show and shipping a couple, then glanced at the phone wallpaper, "Baby, you two didn't swap phone wallpapers, did you? I bet Xi Chenzhou has your picture on his phone."

"How did you know?" Lin Xuechun's eyes widened.

"Sigh," Zhou Xinran waved her hand, looking like she'd been there all along, "This is the process for dating. Next up is changing your WeChat profile pictures to matching couple photos... By the way, baby, what was Xi Chenzhou's reaction when he saw your dance video the other day?"

"Is it a case of heaven and earth igniting a fire..." She leaned closer, blinking suggestively.

Lin Xuechun's face flushed red, and she subconsciously raised her hand to cover her cheek, nodding very slightly.

Zhou Xinran suddenly grabbed her arm, her eyes burning with gossip: "Holy crap, holy crap, I want to hear the details! Tell me more!"

"No details..."

Zhou Xinran twisted her body reluctantly: "Those times? Surely you can find out that?"

Lin Xuechun's ears turned bright red, and she silently stretched out a hand from under the table.

Zhou Xinran gasped; if she hadn't been in class, she probably would have screamed.

She covered her mouth and whispered, "Wow! He's amazing! No wonder he's the pale-skinned, athletic type!"

"Keep your voice down, the teacher has already looked at you several times." Lin Xuechun frantically tugged at her clothes on the table, wishing she could seal her mouth shut.

As soon as he finished speaking, the professor on the podium adjusted his glasses, his gaze landing precisely on Zhou Xinran: "That female student, please stand up and tell us, how is the principle of objectivity in journalism reflected in actual interviewing?"

Zhou Xinran hadn't realized that the call was directed at her; she looked around, still waiting for someone else to stand up.

"Stop looking, it's you, the classmate in the white shirt and ponytail."

Everyone turned to look at them. Lin Xuechun blushed and lowered her head, wishing she could crawl under the table.

Zhou Xinran then slowly stood up.

My mind went blank, and after stammering for a while, I managed to squeeze out, "Well... journalists can't let their emotions get in the way... they have to be factual..."

The professor looked at her for two seconds, then sighed: "Alright, sit down."

Zhou Xinran had just breathed a sigh of relief when the professor spoke again: "Some students, you've only gotten into Peking University, not reached the pinnacle of your life. You're just wasting your time in class every day. Let me tell you, university isn't the end; it's the starting point for your entry into society. If you don't work hard now, you'll regret it later."

The classroom fell silent for a moment after hearing those words.

Zhou Xinran and Lin Xuechun exchanged a glance, both feeling a little guilty.

Indeed, after getting into Peking University, the two of them completely gave up.

During my first semester of freshman year, aside from dealing with assignments and exams, I didn't take the initiative to study at all.

Even in class, he would play and listen attentively at the same time.

Not to mention any plans for the future.

In contrast, many other freshmen had clear plans for their future from the day they entered the university.

Postgraduate entrance exam, civil service exam, studying abroad, internship...

They spend their days either in the library or working on projects with their advisors to write papers, and some even apply for internships at large companies early on to accumulate experience and connections for their future work.

They can even squeeze out time to do part-time jobs.

A true high-energy curl king.

In such an environment, Lin Xuechun and Zhou Xinran could no longer lie down comfortably.

In the second half of the class, the two stopped chatting and started talking about their life plans.

Zhou Xinran: "Baby, Yunyi Interactive gave me an internship offer! I can officially start my internship next week. Thanks to you, the HR is so enthusiastic towards me. They even said that after my rotational internship, if it's suitable, I can directly join the company as a full-time employee after graduation!"

"That's great! You've always loved games, now your hobby can become your job!" Lin Xuechun was genuinely happy for her.

Zhou Xinran began to show concern for her: "What about you? What are your plans?"

Lin Xuechun: "I should intern at Xi Chenzhou's company. He's starting a business, you know, that robotics project."

Zhou Xinran: "I think his project has a lot of potential. If the company really goes public or something, why would you need to keep your hair out? You'll be financially independent right away!"

Actually, she is already financially independent.

However, those assets are all managed by professional advisors, and she doesn't have any extravagant spending habits, so she doesn't have a particularly noticeable feeling about financial freedom yet.

"Ranran, now that you mention it, I feel like giving up again. Do you think I'm a complete loser?" Lin Xuechun rested her chin on her hands, looking a little doubtful about life.

"I really don't have any ideals that I absolutely have to achieve, and I don't have any goals. Before, I just thought that after graduation, I could find a decent-paying job with my diploma, and that would be my life."

Zhou Xinran comforted her, "Don't think like that, baby. You just haven't found what you really want to do yet. There's a saying that goes something like this: everyone's blooming season is different. Some people bloom at twenty, while others don't bloom until their thirties or forties."

"Pfft. Where did you read that inspirational quote?" Lin Xuechun got goosebumps all over her arm.

Zhou Xinran was unusually serious for once: "Oh my god, this is positive energy, okay?"

Lin Xuechun smiled and nodded: "Okay, okay, that's positive energy. But I'm not completely directionless now, I'm kind of looking forward to the day when I can create the otome game robot."

Zhou Xinran made an exaggerated expression, cupping her hands in a respectful gesture: "If you achieve this goal, it will be a blessing to all of us sisters! Calling you a living Bodhisattva wouldn't be an exaggeration! Look at you, where are you a loser? What loser would dare to set such a grand goal?"

"Pfft. You're just trying to comfort me."

"That's exactly right. After this conversation, the future looks so clear. Why waste time and energy on internal conflicts?"

"That's true."

The two of them ended up lying down after chatting for a while.

The next class was a less demanding one, so they changed classrooms, but the two of them were still in the last row.

Zhou Xinran held her phone, searching for profile pictures online: "Baby, do you think these couple profile pictures are nice? I'm going to change mine with Xu Yang."

Lin Xuechun leaned closer for a look; it was two cats playing ball. (Click to see picture)

So cute.

She nodded vigorously: "Beautiful, beautiful."

Zhou Xinran saved the picture and showed it to her: "This blogger specializes in updating couple profile pictures, they're all super cute, you can follow her."

"Okay." Lin Xuechun searched for and followed couple profile pictures on her phone, and started scrolling through them for the rest of the class.

We're still in the honeymoon phase, and I'm starting to think about changing our profile pictures to match.

After Zhou Xinran and Xu Yang changed their profile pictures, they saw Lin Xuechun still scrolling through couple pictures and encouraged her, "Why don't you and Xi Chenzhou change yours too? Look how sweet our profile pictures look when we chat, hehe."

(I might get banned, so please add me to your bookshelf so you can see updates. I'll keep updating, don't worry.)