I turned reality into a romantic comedy.

Before the high school entrance examination officially arrives in mid-June, the first thing facing Chen Junqian's graduating class is the physical fitness test and physics and chemistry experiment exams, which have already been officially scheduled and even have specific dates set.

The former is worth a maximum of 60 points, while the latter is worth 20 points, for a total of 80 points, both of which are included in the final overall score for the high school entrance examination.

Unlike the physics and chemistry experiments, which are so simple that almost everyone can get full marks, the physical fitness test is something that every homeroom teacher will mention from the very beginning of junior high school, saying that "even if it's not for your own exams, it's still necessary to get in good physical shape." But the fact is that every year a large number of students still fail in this test.

It was precisely because of this that, after the new semester began, Mr. Wang, the homeroom teacher of Chen Junqian's class, made a tough decision and exempted those students who were sure they would fail the physical fitness test from morning self-study. Instead, he made them go directly to the playground to train, so that they could at least cram in this last bit of time. After all, it might be just one or two points that would affect their chances of getting into a higher-level high school.

Despite everyone appearing yawning during morning self-study, when the task was actually assigned, a large number of students cried and begged to stay in the classroom and study diligently. However, Teacher Wang rejected their pleas and even assigned a student named Chen, who had volunteered, to supervise the class, in order to prevent anyone from slacking off.

Although she knew perfectly well that Chen Junqian was only going downstairs to accompany one person, he was the top student in the grade who could skip morning reading and evening self-study whenever he wanted. As long as neither of their studies were affected and there were no particularly excessive rumors, she wouldn't meddle. After all, she had attended her students' weddings before, and who knows, maybe these two would be the ones inviting her in a decade or so.

It wasn't just the homeroom teacher who felt like she was being fed dog food by a young couple; in fact, it was the other students in the class who were dragged to the playground early in the morning who saw it even more clearly and directly.

The early spring world still carried a hint of chill. The students, shivering like quails in the cold wind, watched Chen Junqian, who had finished running with Lin Mu, pouring him water and wiping his sweat. They had the strange feeling that their blood sugar had soared rather than their stamina had improved, and could only rub their legs and complain:

"No way, if anyone makes me come to the morning reading class to exercise again, I'll get angry with them."

"Exactly! Physical torture is one thing, but who can withstand mental torture?"

"Tomorrow I'm asking to go back to the classroom to recite! I'm not taking the 800-meter test anymore, I'm going to get into Tsinghua University! I want to stay away from those two people!"

It has to be said that Xu Youwei's role became apparent at this moment. Thanks to the whole bunch of theories she instilled in Lin Mu that it's normal for childhood sweethearts to do whatever they want, Lin Mu can now calmly deal with this kind of discussion without blushing or skipping a beat. He is only focused on his physical test results. He was amused by Chen Junqian using the timer and reached out to grab it for a long time. In the end, he almost pressed his whole body against Chen Junqian before he finally managed to snatch the timer.

"Phew—thankfully I resumed training after the New Year. If I had regressed, I would have been doomed."

After seeing her 800-meter time, Lin Mu breathed a sigh of relief. Although with her current academic performance, even if her physical fitness test score was a little lower, it wouldn't affect her admission to Ningzhong High School. But after all, her body was her own, and even if it wasn't for the physical fitness test, exercising was for her own good.

Moreover, in terms of height alone, she has little room for error.

As the saying goes, "fair skin covers a hundred flaws, but being overweight ruins everything." Lin Mu always felt that tall people were naturally more forgiving when it came to being overweight. After all, the same weight would have completely different effects on her and Zhu Wenyun. If someone was tall and overweight, people could still praise them for being strong, but if someone of her height gained even a little weight, it would be very noticeable.

After all, she's almost at the age of a high school student, so Lin Mu naturally starts to pay attention to her appearance. Although in reality, there aren't any random class beauties or school beauties in Guoning, there will still be discussions about who is good-looking. For example, there's Zhu Wenyun, who is very popular in their school even though she's from the neighboring school.

However, the discussion about her looks is more like one of the side labels. It's more like people first knew that there was a famous student in Jinzhong who wrote and published romance novels, and then they found out that she was also so beautiful. Her advantage over other girls is that the editorial department does take some outstanding promotional photos for Zhu Wenyun. After all, she was originally being groomed as an idol-type writer, so Zhu Wenyun stands out among all the students in school uniforms and with single ponytails.

As for why Lin Mu suddenly thought of Zhu Wenyun, it was mainly because the name that appeared most frequently in the rumors related to her was Wenyun.

Or perhaps, all those words were meant to be used to subtly criticize her at the end.

Just as Lin Mu herself said to Shen Nianqiu during the winter break, having an outstanding or even perfect childhood sweetheart is a very stressful thing for the person involved, not to mention that the other person actually has another girl who surpasses her in every aspect.

Although this was certainly not Zhu Wenyun's original intention, her existence was indeed the most useful tool to make fun of her, the girl she "only knew early on".

But knowing each other for a long time is still better than knowing each other for a long time.

The two of them are childhood sweethearts who have been playing together since they were little, and no amount of gossip can change that fact.

I was with Qianqian before, we are together now, and of course we will be together in the future.

Yes, thinking like that definitely makes me feel much better.

After the exercise, the other students sighed and rubbed their tired arms and legs as they returned to the classroom, while Chen Junqian and Lin Mu took on the important task of putting the volleyballs and jump ropes back in the equipment room.

The school's sports storage warehouse is located at the bottom of the stadium stands. It is a semi-basement structure that is rarely visited. Due to its age, the two dark green iron doors of the warehouse are somewhat mottled and rusty, and it has been emitting a musty smell of rubber and anti-slip powder for many years.

Chen Junqian pushed open the heavy iron door with one hand. Because the lights were off, the warehouse was extremely dark. Only a small window near the ceiling let in a beam of hazy morning light, and fine dust particles could be seen dancing in the beam of light.

In an instant, he thought of an achievement in his mind called "The Secret of the Sports Warehouse". Looking at this classic location where countless model operas had been staged, Chen Junqian was also a little emotional, completely unaware that Mu Mu behind him was thinking about "being together, the two of us being together".

"Cough cough..."

Lin Mu had just stepped inside when he was choked by the dust and coughed twice.

"Mumu can wait for me at the door; it's dusty inside."

Chen Junqian turned slightly to the side, gently using his free hand to block Lin Mu from the outside, then carried the heavy equipment net bag into the depths of the warehouse, preparing to put the volleyball back on its designated shelf.

"It's okay, I'll get you the jump rope."

Seeing that he had a lot of things in his hands, Lin Mu ignored his words and followed him into the dimly lit warehouse.

Just as the two reached the innermost equipment rack, as if in response to a wish of a certain heroine, the cool morning breeze outside suddenly surged forth and rushed into the passageway below the stands.

"Bang--!!!"

A deafening roar exploded in the empty basement, and the heavy iron door, which was already leaning due to its age, slammed heavily against the door frame as the strong wind swept through it.

Immediately following was a dull metallic clang.

Lin Mu was startled by the sudden loud noise, and the jump rope in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.

Chen Junqian's movements also stopped. He quickly threw the net on the shelf, strode back to the door, and grasped the doorknob with the thought that although he already knew what had happened, he still wanted to confirm it. However, the doorknob only made a muffled clanging sound, and the door remained unmoved.

...This doesn't make sense, does it?

He hadn't expected a romantic comedy to happen this time, unlike the previous times.

Is it because the system's transformation of the world has progressed by leaps and bounds, or is it because—

"What's wrong? Is the door locked?"

Lin Mu jogged up behind him. Chen Junqian couldn't directly ask his childhood sweetheart if she had been hoping or wishing for something, so he could only nod and answer, stating the facts for now:

"Yeah, a gust of wind blew outside just now and locked the door. We can't open it from the inside."

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Mu panicked a bit. He ran to the door and tried to push it twice, just like Chen Junqian had done, but the iron door remained as solid as a wall.

"What should we do? The first class is about to start. If Teacher Wang finds out we're not here, she'll definitely be furious. Did Qianqian bring his phone?"

Chen Junqian sighed, looking at her with a somewhat innocent expression:

"Haven't we always left our phones in the club activity room?"

"Then it seems we can only wait."

"Yeah, it's okay. Like you said, the first class is about to start. If Teacher Wang finds out we've all disappeared during roll call, she'll definitely send someone to look for us. We'll just wait here for a little while."

Although Chen Junqian said this, for Lin Mu, who had always been a good student, being late for class and then reporting in at the classroom door in front of the whole class before finally coming in was still a bit hard to accept. Of course, she didn't know that all the current situations were caused by her own feelings, so she was still trying hard to find a way to get out immediately.

"Can Qianqian go to that window? If someone passes by, you can call out to them so they can get out."

"I'll give it a try."

Although Chen Junqian was well aware that since the romantic comedy plot had already begun, this place had become the territory invaded by fate, Lin Mu had already said so, so he still found a high jump mat and, relying on his height and outstanding physical fitness, climbed to the vicinity of the window in no time.

"How is it? Is anyone outside?"

"Unfortunately, no."

"...That's true, after all, this is the first class in the morning, and no class has a PE class at this time. Qianqian, be careful climbing so high, I'll help you down."

As Lin Mu approached, Chen Junqian suddenly felt an increasing sense of déjà vu:

"No, no, I can get down by myself. Mu Mu doesn't need to come over. Just stand there, yes, just stand there, that's fine."

"Oh, okay then."

Although Lin Mu didn't understand why Chen Junqian had rejected his kindness, he still obediently stopped and stood still, his eyes wide open, ready to help the other person if he slipped or lost his balance.

After confirming that Lin Mu wasn't coming, Chen Junqian nimbly leaped into the air, grabbing the shelf arm next to him to land. However, this small movement caused a volleyball he had just placed on the shelf to tremble, and then slowly rolled off the shelf. It slid down in a way that defied the laws of physics and landed at the feet of Lin Mu, who was walking over to catch Chen Junqian. This easily tripped the girl, whose attention was entirely on Chen Junqian.

About half a year ago, Mu Mu, who was invited by her childhood friend to play the name tag ripping game, heard about an unexpected incident that happened between the siblings. After being fed a lot of knowledge by Gu Lingguo that still makes her blush and her heart race when she thinks about it, she was asked that question again when she went to comfort Chen Xi.

Did Lin Mu's sister and my brother ever have such an accident?

In a sense, it was precisely this statement that led to Xu Youwei's childhood sweetheart theory and some of her subsequent changes.

But none of that matters. What matters is that she seems to be able to give a positive answer to this question now.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Lin Mu's brain is malfunctioning.

As for Chen Junqian, he can now understand to some extent why many male protagonists in romantic comedies subconsciously increase their movements after an accident, because his logic for doing so is very simple.

...I didn't really notice it at first.

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Chapter 82: Is that so? (Two chapters combined)

To be fair, as a veteran who has experienced more than once since his rebirth, even once, Chen Junqian has always been certain that achieving that 'soft touch' in online novels often requires various prerequisites, which can be roughly divided into external environment and personal conditions.

The so-called external environment naturally refers to temperature conditions, or rather, the clothing that is affected by temperature conditions. Just like the fact that a certain mysterious achievement called "facial cleanser" was also achieved during the summer vacation in July, if you want to clearly feel the tactile sensation of facial cleanser brain pads, the person needs to wear thin clothes.

After all, even if you called Shen Nianqiu and Zhu Wenyun over, they couldn't possibly experience that amazing softness in the harsh conditions of winter, with their thick cotton-padded coats and cotton-padded trousers, sheepskin underneath and cloth wrapped around them.

It's still early spring in March, so although Mu Mu isn't bundled up like a little panda like she was during the Lunar New Year a month ago, she's still wearing a three-piece set: an outer jacket, a shirt, and an inner layer. If you include the innermost layer, that makes it a full four pieces.

Besides the harsh external environment, even though Chen Junqian was very willing and tried his best to find all sorts of reasons for his childhood sweetheart, such as that she hadn't finished developing yet or that the average level of Chinese girls was around B, he still had to admit that her level was only just beginning to show.

Even if she's not exactly flat-chested, it's hard to honestly call her "slim and delicate." That phrase actually fits Youwei quite well, mainly because Chen Junqian is truly experienced in this regard.

So Chen Junqian dares to swear that he would follow the example of the male protagonists in those romantic comedies and add those two more actions, really because, for all the reasons mentioned above, he didn't immediately realize what he was touching.

Of course, even though he had already thought of all the reasons in his mind in an instant, Chen Junqian really couldn't explain it directly to Lin Mu. So, on the one hand, he quickly let go, and on the other hand, he helped his childhood sweetheart, who had fallen on him, up. He suddenly felt that it was also a good thing that the system hadn't successfully elbowed the world yet. After all, if it really turned out to be a romantic comedy, given their position on the ground just now, someone would have opened the warehouse door and 'accidentally' bumped into them in no time.

"Is Mumu alright? I'm sorry about earlier, you didn't bump into anything, did you?"

Slightly pulled back to her senses by Chen Junqian's greeting, which had almost left her body, Lin Mu nodded instinctively in response to his concern.

"N-nothing, where's Qianqian? Did I step on you just now...?"

"I'm fine, after all, I'm wearing thick clothes."

"Yes..."

Upon hearing this, Lin Mu subconsciously lowered his head, ignoring his usually conspicuous toes. He glanced at his jacket, the zipper still intact, and then, as if possessed, placed his hands on it, as if to verify whether he could feel anything and what it felt like. Chen Junqian was momentarily speechless, only watching with a slightly ambiguous expression as yet another achievement was unlocked in his mind.

To be honest, he originally thought that this mysterious achievement called "All One Color Self-Touch" would be achieved by Shen Nianqiu along with "0721," which was of the same origin in some respects. After all, compared to the latter, the former only added the fact that he, the male protagonist, was present. However, he didn't know whether it was the system's judgment or its stupidity, or because Mu Mu's sudden action was too contrasting, but in the end, the other party actually won the first place.

...Imagination, or rather the ability to make associations, is indeed a very magical thing.

Even though Chen Junqian was quite certain that he hadn't felt anything special just now, seeing his childhood sweetheart fiddling with things in front of him, both confused and certain, made him feel a little touched. Even the lingering sensation on his hands felt incredibly real. He even wanted to add a caption to Mu Mu's current state: "The negative impact of this on teenagers is immeasurable."

However, Lin Mu clearly hadn't realized the immeasurable negative impact her actions had on her childhood sweetheart. Rather than directly asking Chen Junqian, "Did you just touch me?", her personality dictated that she would first try to figure out what was going on since Chen Junqian hadn't admitted it.

After confirming it several times, she finally raised her head, pouted, and said:

"Can I be as angry as Xiaoxi was back then?"

Seemingly feeling that this statement was not accurate enough, Lin Mu quickly added:

"But I'm only half as angry as she is."

"How can there be a value that is half as accurate as this..."