Who wants to take the civil service exam after being reborn?

Chapter 575 Summer, Milk Tea, and Etiquette Lady
"Dude, you're pretty artsy, aren't you? Are you from the School of Humanities at Sun Yat-sen University?"

The boy who threw the Coke laughed and joked.

He didn't know Chen Zhe. In fact, many students at CUHK didn't know this famous figure on campus.

After all, CUHK has three campuses.

Even to be more specific, with so many freshmen suddenly arriving at the South Campus where Chen Zhe is located, "Chen Zhe" is just a "famous senior he has never met" in their eyes.

"No, I've never been good at humanities subjects."

Chen smiled and didn't elaborate, simply holding up his iced cola: "I just happened to get a good feeling from it."

"There are many things that can bring you pleasure."

Another boy, who had finished playing basketball and was taking a break, spoke up: "The last class on Friday afternoon."

"In summer, we would wrap ourselves in blankets and turn on the air conditioning at a low temperature."

Huang Bohan added another point.

"besides……"

A guy who seemed to be in a relationship said with a grin, "I sent her a lot of messages, and she replied to me a lot of messages too."

"Cut~~~"

The boys all raised their middle fingers, expressing their disdain for this display of affection.

The setting sun was no longer dazzling, slowly sinking behind the rows of teaching buildings. A gentle breeze blew by, ruffling everyone's sweaty hair.

Several boys who didn't know each other chatted and joked freely under the shade of the tall trees, enjoying their youth without a care in the world.

"I won't eat with you later."

Chen suddenly said to Huang Bohan.

Huang Bohan was taken aback for a moment: "Are you going back to school?"

Chen tilted his head back and drank the last sip of cola: "I'm going to find Xiao Mou to have dinner."

"Oh fine."

Huang Baihan scratched his head.

Huang Bohan's relationship with Mou Jiawen seems to have returned to how it was in high school, perhaps even a little "closer".

We never greeted each other in high school, but now if we bump into each other at school occasionally, we can still exchange a few words:
"Come and eat too."

"Yes."

"The braised pork with green beans was pretty good today."

"I'll try it in a bit."

Then, the two passed each other and went about their own meals with their roommates.

Actually, during the high school summer reunion, Huang Bohan and Mou Jiawen were responsible for class statistics and attendance.

Huang Bohan, whose abilities have greatly improved due to entrepreneurship, is much more mature in his actions and speech than he was a year ago.

Not only was the sign-in sheet beautifully made, as detailed as a milk tea shop's shopping list, but he was also able to make specific requests regarding prices and private rooms when negotiating with the hotel.

Mu Jiawen provided supplementary information from the side, and their cooperation seemed to be quite good.

However, after that gathering, there was no reason to keep in touch.

Huang Bohan sometimes wonders if this is how relationships between people are, and that "disconnection" is the norm.

Especially those like myself and Mu Jiawen, who once had feelings for each other but missed their chance due to a misunderstanding, and then one of them (referring to myself) did something stupid.

Although she had a change of heart and realized what a "good girl" truly is, the other party had already made it clear that it was over.

From then on, the two could only be friends.

Huang Bohan went from being sad at the beginning to gradually accepting it.

Occasionally, while browsing QQ Space or idly flipping through some news, I come across poems such as "Life is full of divergent paths" and "People have sorrows and joys, separations and reunions; the moon has its phases of waxing and waning, and nothing in this world is ever perfect."

Or, upon hearing Elva Hsiao's "The Most Familiar Stranger," one might suddenly think of oneself.

Even just now, when I heard that boy say, "I sent a lot of messages, and she replied to a lot of messages," I was touched.

This is probably what growing up is all about.

When I was a child, I read some poems, but I only used them to prepare for exams.

After experiencing certain things, I was able to deeply understand the meaning between the lines when I reread them.

The first step to growing up is learning to be emo.

"I'm leaving."

Chen patted Da Huang's head, stood up, and went to find Mu Jiawen.

"that……"

Huang Bohan cleared his throat, trying to make his voice sound normal: "She's been working as a hostess recently, I suggest you go to the activity center first."

"She can be a hostess?"

Chen was stunned for a moment.

……

"Why can't I be a hostess?"

At this moment, Mu Jiawen, who was rehearsing at the activity center, bared her little tiger teeth and questioned Chen Zhe.

This guy actually started lamenting the state of Chinese laborers as soon as we met, saying that anyone could become a hostess.

"Don't think that only your wife's figure is suitable."

Mu Jiawen said fiercely, "We cute girls also have a unique charm when wearing cheongsams, okay?"

Xiao Mou and Sweetie are good friends. She already knows that Song Shiwei went to Chen Zhe's house for the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Chen Zhe had also visited Song Shiwei's house long ago. In the eyes of society, this is a relationship that both sets of parents have approved of.

From the perspective of a girl who loves to fantasize and read novels, this is a model of getting married right after graduation.

Therefore, Xiao Mou simply used "your wife" instead of her name.

Chen remained noncommittal, only finding it amusing that Mu Jiawen's ability to become a hostess might have been due to her own factors.

The original plan was to involve her in the process of exposing Xu Yue's true colors, so they asked Zhu Xiuxiu, the former head of the school's external relations department and now the secretary, to take the opportunity to get to know Mu Jiawen.

In order to spend more time with Mu Jiawen and to "accidentally" reveal Xu Yue's past romantic affairs, Zhu Xiuxiu needed to find a legitimate reason.

So they persuaded her to participate as a hostess, since it just so happened that Mu Jiawen and her colleagues in the School of Bioengineering were having their doctoral dissertation defense, and there might be academicians and bigwigs attending.

The school leaders hoped the event would be grand and elaborate, ideally with a few hostesses or something similar.

As a pretty girl with some fame in the School of Biotechnology, Mu Jiawen was tricked into joining, and it wasn't easy for her to get out. Whenever there was an event, she would be called over to rehearse.

Perhaps, our South China University of Technology really does lack female students.

"Jiawen, is that your boyfriend?"

A female member of the etiquette team, unaware of the situation, curiously came over and asked a question.

"I am not suited to this kind of pretentious old-fashioned male cadre."

Mu Jiawen was quick to retort: ​​"Let's give it to my friend. By the way, when is Weiwei arriving?"

"I heard the talks are almost over."

Chen said, "I estimate she came directly from Liwan, and with traffic, it will take her more than 40 minutes."

"So long."

Mu Jiawen thought for a moment and said, "Wait for me to change my clothes, then we'll go get something to drink and wait for Weiwei to have dinner together."

About 10 minutes later, Mu Jiawen, dressed in casual clothes, came out and asked Chen what he wanted to drink.

"It will be all right."

Chen said nonchalantly.

"I thought you meant you wanted to drink royal tea."

Mu Jiawen clicked her tongue.

Xiao Mou now knows that Chen Zhe had deliberately created many opportunities to "matchmake" her with Huang Bohan, so she brought them up to make a sarcastic remark.

Director Chen was very clever; he immediately understood the implied meaning and chuckled as he proactively admitted his mistake: "Whether I drink it or not is fine; I had a flawed perspective back then."

Chen Zhe is no longer planning to act as a matchmaker. On the one hand, he feels that since Xiao Mou has already let go, he should respect her decision.

On the other hand, I'm in a precarious situation myself, and the chaotic situation could be exposed at any moment. How can I have the face to be someone else's emotional mentor?

"Let's go drink Royal Tea instead. Just don't order anything like the 'Mandarin Duck' combination."

Mu Jiawen said frankly, "Because this is the only milk tea shop left on campus now."

"what about others?"

Chen recalled that there seemed to be one near the kindergarten as well.

"They've all gone out of business."

Mu Jiawen said with a smile, "Huang Bohan, who studied communications engineering, actually has a talent for making milk tea. No one in the school can compete with him."

Arriving at the second floor of the second canteen, Mu Jiawen ordered a strawberry milkshake, and Chen Zhe ordered a signature lemon tea. Unexpectedly, Huang Bohan was also helping out at this shop.

"Should the milk foam be extra thick?"

"Well, thank you."

"You're welcome."

This is a brief and normal conversation between Huang Bohan and Mou Jiawen.

Chen listened quietly from the side, thinking that this was just a normal exchange between classmates, and it seemed that Da Huang and Xiao Mou were completely out of luck.

That's good, everyone deserves a new life.

While drinking milk tea and waiting for Sweet Sister, Chen Zhe and Mou Jiawen chatted about their recent lives. Chen Zhe noticed that Mou Jiawen was frequently rubbing her calves, probably because she had been standing for too long during training.

"If you find it too tiring, you might as well quit the etiquette team."

Chen suggested.

Mu Jiawen shook her head and said, "It would be boring to quit. You and Weiwei both have your own careers, and I want to find something for them to do. They can't just go shopping with their roommates every day."

Chen smiled and said that everyone says the second year of college is the happiest year.

By this time, I had already adapted to campus life. I was no longer as clueless as a freshman, nor did I have the burden of preparing for graduate school entrance exams as a junior. I had enough time to watch all the Japanese anime series that interested me.

However, if one wastes too much time, one will gradually feel lost and confused.

Then, in the blink of an eye, I was a junior in college, and that's when I started to feel anxious and confused.

"Would you like to try some time travel?"

Chen invited him.

As a staunch supporter of the Song Party, Xiao Mou definitely couldn't come to headquarters, but she could go and do some weeding at the electronics factory in Renhe Town.

“I won’t go. Weiwei also wants me to go to the investment company, but I know nothing about economics and finance.”

Mu Jiawen took a big gulp of her milkshake: "I still want to do something related to my major, I don't want to be a novice."

"Well……"

If Chen wanted to get a job related to her major, she would have to find connections to get her a job in a pharmaceutical or food company.
Just then, Sweet Sister came up from the first floor.

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