I turned reality into a romantic comedy.

Unlike that girl, all her rationality was still tightly bound to that thin line. Shen Nianqiu knew very well what she should do at this moment.

Even so, she still couldn't help but imagine it.

Imagine among those girls in Guoning who are now in junior high school, is there any who would do such a thing?

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Chapter Fourteen: Girls' Fantasies (Part Two)

Because they had already entered junior high school, the situation was different from about two years ago. This time, Chen Junqian and Zhu Wenyun were naturally assigned to the middle school group for the selection of this year's essay competition.

If sixth-grade students have an inherent advantage in the elementary school group, then seventh-grade students like them are undoubtedly at a complete disadvantage in the middle school group. After all, writing is indeed a process that requires reading and even life experience. A difference of two or three years is enough to create a relatively large gap between rapidly growing teenagers.

However, it wasn't a big deal for Chen Junqian and Zhu Wenyun. After easily passing the school and city-level selections, they successfully obtained tickets to the finals and officially went to Hefei, the capital city of Anhui Province, for the final competition during the National Day holiday.

Unlike his previous attempt to slack off and focus on participation, Chen Junqian undoubtedly delivered his best performance in this year's essay competition. This was mainly because the final essay topic, "Returning to My Hometown After Twenty Years," resonated deeply with him. Chen Junqian, who genuinely returned to his childhood and hometown after nearly twenty years, naturally displayed a unique writing style reminiscent of "returning to one's hometown like a stranger returning to the past." Even after writing the last word, he was still somewhat dazed.

"In any case, when we return to the places we once loved and knew most, we can never see them again, because they are not in space, but in time, because the person who revisits the old place is no longer the child or teenager who once decorated that place with his own enthusiasm."

"When the childhood and adolescence that evoke memories reappear before someone with a happy smile, it is actually saying goodbye to them in the cloak of memory. Everything from the past will never come back, leaving only a thorn that signifies its presence, like a rose."

"Of course I know that memories always erase the bad and exaggerate the good, including the parts about my hometown and the past, but I also believe that it is precisely this kind of beautification that allows me to bear all the burdens from the past, present and future twenty years later."

The bell signaling the end of the time interrupted Chen Junqian's turbulent thoughts. He realized once again that writing was indeed a mentally taxing task, and that the unfulfilled ideal from his previous life should indeed be left to Zhu Wenjun, who was sitting in front of him.

After adjusting his mindset, Chen Junqian stood up from his seat and stretched, then walked out of the lecture hall with Zhu Wenyun, who had met up with him. On the way back, they naturally started talking about the essay topic for the competition.

To be honest, this is indeed a common question. Even in school, Chen Junqian had done it at least several times from his Chinese teacher or on test papers. But even if he had done it many times, most students did not have the ability to write it in a new way. After all, the concept of 'twenty years later' is too long for students who have only lived for a little over ten years.

It is precisely because of this that most students will naturally focus their exploration on their beautiful visions and fantasies about the future, just like the children's literature work "Little Smarty's Journey to the Future" that Chen Junqian and Zhu Wenyun both read, which will focus on describing the changes in science and technology and people's livelihoods twenty years from now.

"However, I personally lean more towards humanistic thinking, combined with the recently advocated low-carbon living and environmental protection concepts. What about Junqian?"

"I don't know if this counts as going off-topic, but I wrote it in a way that felt like things had changed and people were no longer the same, or that youthful days were over."

"This direction seems quite challenging, but Junqian should be fine."

Like a bot that gives absolute affirmation, Zhu Wenyun spoke up as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Chen Junqian, on the other hand, seemed to have suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but chuckle as he brought up a funny story from his elementary school days.

"Actually, we wrote an essay with a very similar title in the first half of this year. Zhong Yu submitted one, and it was read aloud by the Chinese teacher in class."

"Hmm? Is it because he writes very well?"

"No, no, no, it's because it was written so badly. But it's not just badly written; it's more accurate to say it was interesting. It was his own ultimate fantasy. The whole essay was about his own story of becoming successful and wealthy twenty years later and returning home in glory. There was even a passage where our teacher praised him, saying, 'Hey, when I was teaching you, I knew you would definitely achieve great things.' That's why it was deliberately picked out and read aloud."

After listening to Chen Junqian's story, Zhu Wenyun's lips also curled into a slight upward curve, but she quickly turned her head back to look at the scenery outside the window.

In some ways, she and Zhong Yu are not that different. Even at the essay competition, Zhu Wenyun still subtly added a little bit of her own ideas to her essay.

Twenty years later, I returned to my hometown.

Twenty years from now... that's something that easily inspires imagination and fantasy.

By that time, she must have already finished dating, gotten married, and even had children.

Just like the boy in front of me.

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November arrived in the blink of an eye.

Although Chen Junqian had no intention of having Gu Yong come to thank him, it was a life-saving favor after all. So, after Gu Yong recovered and was discharged from the hospital, Chen Junqian still chose to bring gifts and knock on his door. Gu Lingguo naturally followed.

After letting the two adults exchange pleasantries in the living room, Gu Lingguo went into Chen Junqian's room, closed the door, sat upright in the chair at the desk, and asked him with a smile:

"So, how are your club plans going, brother?"

"Well, there shouldn't be any problem. I just received my award certificate for my essay yesterday, and I plan to go to school next week to find out the school's attitude."

Chen Junqian didn't seem to care at all about Gu Lingguo's enthusiasm for the club, since it was she who had initially encouraged him to get involved. So, he casually pointed to the certificate on the bookshelf with the words "First Prize" printed in gold, and continued his answer:

"The main thing is that we want a proper classroom for club activities. It's not a good idea for everyone to squeeze into my room after school. We're already overcrowded. And you and Xixi will be joining next year, right?"

It can only be said that when Chen Junqian first moved into his new home, he was quite satisfied with the overall size of his room. However, since it was essentially a single bedroom, the usable space in the room was limited. If it weren't for Mu Mu's childhood friend-like behavior, where she would always land directly on the bed whenever she came over, there wouldn't have been enough room for three girls to sit in his room, let alone the two that followed.

"Indeed, then good luck, brother."

Perhaps because the family atmosphere has eased a bit in the last two months, Gu Linguo seems to be in a good mood now as well:

"Around the end of next year's Chinese New Year, our family will officially move in and become neighbors with my brother."

"So soon? I thought you would move in next summer."

"The main reason is that only we kids get a summer vacation. My parents are more free during the Lunar New Year, so this was the decision. My dad also agrees. He really likes you now and has even asked me a lot about you. So, all things considered, our whole family really likes you, even though everyone sees things differently and likes you for different reasons."

As he said this, Chen Junqian felt that the girl's smile carried a complicated emotion, but it quickly vanished because she had already bent down and skillfully pulled out the cardboard box containing his anime and manga collection that he had hidden under the bed.

"elder brother."

Hmm, she sounds a bit like Xixi. Usually, when someone suddenly addresses a girl so seriously, it's followed by some kind of request. However, unlike his sister who can act cute so naturally, this girl's tone is serious, almost like a statement.

"This club was originally founded by the two of us, right?"

"Correct."

"Could I set a short-term, phased goal for our new club?"

"You said."

Holding the two magazines, one reporting on the C81 Comic Market and the other on the left, Gu Lingguo nodded to Chen Junqian:

"How about we hold a comic convention in Guoning later?"

Knowing full well the abilities of the boy in front of her, Gu Lingguo simply skipped attending the comic convention and set her sights on organizing it.

"If it succeeds."

As she spoke, she flipped open the magazine inside, revealing various photos taken at the event. Her tone became unusually animated, and a blush crept onto her cheeks.

"I can wear these for you alone."

Even though she wasn't officially included as the female lead, the moment Gu Linguo uttered those words, two achievements in Chen Junqian's mind that had never lit up before suddenly began to desperately assert their presence, like rain after a long drought. It gave him a feeling of "I've been tricked by capital, why shouldn't I be included?"

【The Temptation of 2.5 Dimensions】and 【The Dressing Doll Falls in Love】.

"Okay, I promise you."

And so, another promise was made on the spot, and another domino was placed on top of it.

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Another important event for the students of Guoning Middle School also occurred in November: the midterm exams.

Before the exam officially began, Chen Junqian was quite worried for his childhood sweetheart, Mu Mu. After all, Mu Mu's grades had never been very good. She struggled with the three main subjects in elementary school, let alone the seven subjects in junior high.

Fortunately, her hard work during this period paid off. When the final results came out, she still firmly occupied the middle level. Although she couldn't compare to a certain cheat who carried the first place in elementary school all the way to high school, it was at least enough to satisfy her. After all, she scored 93 points in English, a score she had never achieved in her entire elementary school years.

"So, is it possible that the maximum score for English in junior high school is 120...?"

"If Qianqian undermines me again, I'll bite you!"

Looking at his childhood sweetheart who bared her teeth at him in a defiant manner, Chen Junqian impolitely recalled a joke by Guo Jingming about "believe it or not, I'll jump up and hit your knee." The main thing was that in two years, Mu Mu would probably have to jump to bite him. The height difference between the two was visibly widening as they grew older, but their relationship remained as harmonious as ever.

"However, it seems that Weiwei didn't do very well on the exam."

After showing off her grades, Lin Mu then worriedly thought of her best friend. In fact, throughout elementary school, Xu Youwei's grades were ahead of hers most of the time, so it was very unusual that her total score was lower than hers this time. Lin Mu was a little worried that something might have happened to Xu Youwei's family.

I'll ask her after school.

"Uh-huh."

After school, Chen Junqian habitually went to the bicycle shed and unlocked his bicycle. Xu Youwei, who was already waiting there, sat on the back seat with ease, chewing bubble gum, and showed no signs of having done poorly on the test.

"One month left."

Halfway through the ride, Chen Junqian suddenly heard Xu Youwei behind him say something out of the blue, and she pressed her upper body against him, reaching out from behind to hug his waist.

"Ok?"

Facing the wind and not hearing clearly, Chen Junqian subconsciously asked another question, and then heard the other person answer a little louder:

"There's only one month left until December 21, 2012. The end of the world is coming."

"...So this isn't the reason why Youyou did poorly on her midterm exam, is it?"

"How can it not count? The world is going to end anyway, so exams and grades are obviously irrelevant."

For a moment, Chen Junqian was unsure whether the other person was continuing to role-play or genuinely believed him, so he simply went along with her and asked:

"So, what are you planning to do on the day the world ends, Yoyo?"

“I checked the calendar, it’s a Friday. I want Qinqin to be with me that day, so even if the world really ends, I won’t feel any particular regret.”

She had already checked the old version of the Chinese almanac at home.

On that day, the auspiciousness of one's corresponding zodiac sign is good, and the auspicious direction is southeast, making it suitable for marriage.

The advantage lies with me!

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Chapter Fifteen: Club Romantic Comedy (Two-in-One)

Just like the classic question of how many steps it takes to put an elephant in a refrigerator, in reality, applying to start a club at Guoning Middle School only requires a simple three steps:

First, talk to the homeroom teacher about this.

Second, have the homeroom teacher and the school discuss this matter.

III. The club/organization has been established.

Clubs are indeed something that Guoning Middle School has never had before, but it's not something that has never existed in China. It's just that Guoning itself is just a small county town in southern Anhui, so local middle schools simply don't think about this kind of thing. Obviously, this kind of thing is not as direct or important as college entrance examination pass rates.

In fact, Chen Junqian always felt that the real counterpart to the club culture in Japan should be various competitions. However, this is also an area that is almost blank in China. Not to mention programming and robotics, which are now almost reaching kindergartens, even the most basic math olympiad competitions are rarely involved. It is still like thousands of troops crossing the two single-plank bridges of the middle school entrance examination and the college entrance examination.

As for students with special talents such as art students and sports students, Chen Junqian didn't have much contact with them in his previous life, so he couldn't really give his opinion. However, in the eyes of his parents' generation, these were more like a second-best option for children who had no future in their studies.

This subtle influence even extended to the students. In Chen Junqian's previous life, the sports and art students in his class were always subtly isolated from the class. However, this was indeed related to the differences between their learning and life rhythm and mode and those of ordinary students.