The Self-cultivation of Omega Running with the Ball

The full name of this TV series is "Season of Love".

Below is the introduction: Ji Qingqing is young, beautiful and has excellent grades, but she has never been in love in her 20 years of life. Until one day, she turned over the lucky card from the witch on the roadside. In this bright and sunny season, her love luck suddenly exploded, the cold and unruly school hunk, the enthusiastic genius junior, the childhood sweetheart and the bad boy... The season for boys and girls to fall in love is coming!

This was obviously a youth romance film, and judging from the introduction, it was a third-rate romance drama that he would never touch. He quickly turned to the last page of his homework and found that it contained a large number of popular romance TV dramas and novels in recent years. He had to finish watching all of them within a week and write an analysis report.

Some people around him gasped, and Wen Qiu frowned. Since he hadn't seen any of the movies, he didn't know if he could finish his homework even if he stayed up all week. Besides, the script was not quite what he imagined, at least the introduction was too stupid to read...

At this time, Liu Xingchen suddenly stood up and walked to Jin Ling. "Sister Jin, I have a question. I Want to See You is also a hit in recent years. Why is it not on the list? And this Shang Xie is a costume film. Is it different from our positioning?"

Jin Ling answered his questions one by one, and Liu Xingchen nodded frequently, "Oh, I understand. Thank you, Sister Jin."

"You have a keen eye for observation." Jin Ling said approvingly, "These are indeed the key points I will emphasize later."

Wen Qiu clenched the pen in his hand. Not to mention asking questions, he had never heard of many of the drama titles here.

After asking the question, Liu Xingchen returned to his seat arrogantly. When passing by Wen Qiu's desk, he "accidentally" bumped into his desk, knocking his pencil case over, and the stationery inside scattered all over the floor.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" he shouted exaggeratedly.

Wen Qiu looked at him coldly and said nothing.

Jin Ling looked around and knocked on the desk. "Do you have any questions? If not, let's start the class."

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Jin Ling lectured for three hours straight without any breaks in between. Each theory was accompanied by a large number of cases and intensive in-class exercises. After the class, Wen Qiu felt like his head had turned into a popcorn machine, filled with inflated knowledge. When he walked out the door and was blown by the evening breeze, he felt his heated head gradually cool down.

In fact, when he first saw the script, he was very disappointed and even thought about dropping out of school, thinking that writing such things was a waste of time. But Jin Ling's class was so practical that he had no reason not to stick with it.

After returning home, Wen Qiu made a detailed plan. He wanted to complete the task within a week. He had to finish two TV series and read a novel every day, and then find time to finish the report - even if he was not interested, he had to complete it with high quality. After all, he must not lose to that idiot Liu Xingchen!

Once he was busy, he put all his attention into it. Sometimes he didn't even have time to eat and turned off the mute function on WeChat. He Yu still sent greetings every day, but Wen Qiu was increasingly slow in replying. Later, He Yu couldn't help but go to the door, and saw Wen Qiu in pajamas, with dark circles under his eyes, holding a cup of coffee and opening the door.

"What happened?" He Yu asked in surprise.

"Homework..." Wen Qiu yawned and rubbed his sore eyes, not caring about his image in front of He Yu. He didn't forget what He Yu said last time, and he also knew why he came to him, so he said bluntly, "I haven't thought about your last suggestion yet..."

"It's okay. I just came to see you, not to rush you." He Yu smiled and wanted to hand him the bouquet of flowers. At this moment, the heroine's heart-wrenching cry came from the room: "It turns out that you have been lying to me all these years. My youth has been wasted on a scumbag like you!"

Another playful male voice said, "What's wrong with me having a boyfriend and a girlfriend? Isn't it monogamy now?"

He Yu was deeply shocked. After a closer look, he found that Wen Qiu was running two video websites at the same time, both at double speed. There was also a colorful romance novel and a notebook full of words on the table.

Wen Qiu returned to his old seat and pulled the progress bar back a little. "Please sit anywhere. There is fruit on the table. This part will be over soon. Wait for me for a while."

Then he sat in front of his notebook, biting the tip of the pen and began to think hard.

He Yu sat casually on the sofa and put the bunch of lilies in his hand aside. Wen Qiu really didn't treat him as an outsider. He remembered the summer vacation when he was a teenager, when they always did homework together in the room with the air conditioner on.

But isn't it a bit too casual? He Yu lowered his head and saw his own face on the dark screen of his mobile phone. After all, he was a young, promising, handsome and elegant ALPHA. Could it be that he was not as good as the male star in the drama who had a greasy face and pretended to be young?
He Yu was bored waiting, so he picked up an apple and started eating it. He found the right opportunity to chat with Wen Qiu, and then he learned about his ongoing screenwriting career. The workload was indeed beyond imagination, and according to Wen Qiu, he might not succeed even if he tried hard.

"If you use your strength in the wrong direction, it's useless." He Yu leaned back on the sofa and took a bite of an apple. "I know a rich second-generation man. His family directly invested in him to make a short film. He also spent money to enter the film festival. Now he has become a little famous. I happen to know someone in a film and television company. I can invest some money to shoot your script to increase exposure first..."

"Thank you for your kindness." Wen Qiu turned to look at him for the first time. "I know there are many shortcuts in this industry. It's not that I can't, I just don't want to."

Looking at his slightly furrowed brows and serious expression, He Yu's heart suddenly moved and he recalled a past event.

Wen Qiu knew from a young age that he was good-looking and mixed-race, so he was popular wherever he went. He had always dreamed of becoming an actor, so he went to an audition when he was in his teens. Perhaps because his acting skills were too immature, he eventually lost to a child star with superb acting skills. He Yu remembered that after returning from the audition that day, the young master's eyes were red, his nose was sniffing, and tears were rolling in his eyes.

When the master saw him, he said why was he crying, if he really wanted to act, he could ask someone he knew to get him into the crew. Wen Qiu heard this and shook his head stubbornly, saying no, he wanted to be a big star with his own strength.

After not seeing each other for many years, Wen Qiu has changed a lot. He is much more silent and introverted than before, and his way of thinking is more like a different person. But there are always such small moments that allow He Yu to glimpse the core that he carefully protects. It feels very wonderful, as if reaching into the long river of time and touching the gold at the bottom. He Yu thought about it and said, "It's my fault. I shouldn't have said these words. As an apology, shall I treat you to dinner tonight?"

"Uh..." Wen Qiu hesitated, "I don't know if I can finish this..."

"Then order takeout," He Yu smiled gently, "I saw a few good restaurants nearby that offer delivery. You must not have eaten well these past two days. You're going to have a stomachache again from all this trouble."

Wen Qiu stared at the screen intently and said "Okay".

The noisy sound of the TV series continued. He Yu looked at his back and took another bite of the apple. He was now worth a lot of money, but he still retained the frugal habits of his youth and bit the flesh cleanly.

He was holding the apple stem, swinging the thin core, and out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of Wen Qiu's thin, pale waist accidentally exposed under her pajamas. His ankles were also thin, but there were fingerprints on them that had not yet disappeared, which looked particularly glaring.

He was indeed no longer a child, and had tasted sex. He was like a flower whose buds had been roughly opened and ripened prematurely, and he unconsciously exuded an alluring charm.

Young, innocent, and beautiful, so people envy her. But if you don't keep a close eye on her, someone else will get there first...

Suddenly, a telephone rang unexpectedly, interrupting his increasingly dangerous train of thought.

Wen Qiu immediately paused the video, sat up straight unconsciously, cleared his throat and then answered the phone.

He Yu was a little surprised. He knew that Wen Qiu had muted his phone recently, and the phone often couldn't get through. Whose phone was it that made him set a ringtone?
The conversation on the other end was very brief. Wen Qiu hummed twice, then said, "See you later." It was just two sentences, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

After hanging up the phone, he closed his computer and cleaned up the notes on the table. Then he realized that He Yu was still there. "Sorry, I'm going out to eat tonight... You haven't ordered takeout yet, right?"

"Not yet." He Yu calmly closed the page where the order was successfully placed. "Who do you have a date with?"

Wen Qiu pursed his lips and stuffed the notebook into his bag. "No one, just going out for a meal..."

"Is it Pei Du?" He Yu suddenly asked.

"Yes." Wen Qiu didn't want to hide it, and it was impossible for He Yu to know nothing about his affairs. He bent down to put on his shoes and asked casually, "If I continue with him, will you accept me?"

"I'm not trying to force you to take sides." He Yu sighed, "But I don't think you can see your own situation clearly. Pei Du is not a good match, and you two won't have any future. I just don't want to see you get hurt from the perspective of a brother."

This is what it means to not accept. Wen Qiu raised his eyelashes and looked at him, "Thank you, I understand everything you said, I just... can't cut the Gordian knot. Can you give me some more time..."

"Of course." He Yu said, "I said, I'm always here."

Wen Qiu took the key and put it in his pocket with confidence, "Well, Aunt Zhao took the baby out to buy groceries and will be home soon. I heard that they are going to make chicken soup today. If you are willing, you can have dinner with them..."

He Yu patted his shoulder and said, "Okay, I'm not like you. I won't treat my mouth badly. Get ready to go out. Don't be late."

Wen Qiu heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that He Yu had always been good-tempered, like a capybara that lived in harmony with the world. He also became more casual, quickly packed up his things, and hurried out.

Without the noisy sound of the TV series, the room became exceptionally quiet. He Yu sat on the sofa, the smile on his face had completely faded. The eyes hidden behind the lenses flashed a hint of shrewdness and sharpness.

He misjudged the situation. He had thought that Wen Qiu had to be kept by Pei Du just to make a living, and he had never thought that Wen Qiu would actually enjoy this relationship - she was in such a hurry to go out, but she spent a long time in front of the mirror fiddling with her hairstyle; she was so busy that she didn't want to be disturbed by anyone, but she set a special ringtone for him and talked to him with a soft voice that he had never heard before.

He was so smart, couldn't he see what kind of person Pei Du was? People of that status, even if they didn't have any bad intentions, would hurt others badly. A canary that was kept fell in love with its sponsor. Is there anything more dangerous and cruel than this?
He had made mistakes before, which indirectly led to a series of tragedies for Wen Qiu. He didn't want to see the child he raised get hurt again. Besides...

He Yu walked to the small desk and sat on the chair that still had Wen Qiu's body temperature. He noticed a pen on the desk, and remembered how it rotated between Wen Qiu's fair and nimble fingers, and how it tapped her beautiful lips while she was thinking...

He Yu's eyes darkened, he picked up the pen and placed a light kiss on the end, as if this was a reunion gift that belonged to him alone.

(End of this chapter)