Film and TV: Starting from childhood, I will give up Zhong Yi

Chapter 287 You lied to me again!

These days, the Lin family compound is crowded with people, with wave after wave of reporters coming with interview notebooks in hand, pens in hand, and cameras hanging around their necks.

Lin Yuan stayed in the house the whole time, and Wu Xiulan politely declined all interviews on the grounds that she was not feeling well.

Firstly, he wanted to let public opinion ferment for a while, and secondly, of course he had to wait for Wen Xue to interview his exclusive report.

After all, the two have a long-standing friendship.

Wen Xue works as a reporter at Jinling Times. She has solid writing skills and will be promoted to editor-in-chief soon. In the future, if Lin Yuan has any information that he wants to make public, he can spread it with the help of her reports.

In fact, most people do not have the ability to think independently. They are used to following the trend and saying what others say. Sometimes a sharply worded article can easily change the direction of public opinion.

Lin Yuan has already regarded Wen Xue as his temporary "imperial penman", so whatever he wants to do in the future will naturally be twice as effective with half the effort.

The reason why reporters flocked to the scene was that the authorities made the content of Lin Yuan's interview public and published it in newspapers. The news that the country's youngest Olympic champion announced his transformation into sprinting spread quickly like wildfire.

Of course, before the announcement, the relevant departments had many detailed and in-depth exchanges with Lin Yuan, repeatedly confirming that his transformation was by no means impulsive.

After all, as the youngest Olympic champion in the country and a rising star in the sports world, he naturally needs to be treated with the utmost caution.

Sure enough, the report was released.

It immediately caused an uproar.

A chef stops looking at recipes and starts looking at military tactics?

No, an archery athlete stops practicing archery and starts practicing sprinting instead?

Is this right?
Isn't this nonsense?

As we all know, the golden competitive period of archery is very long. As long as the condition is maintained properly, with Lin Yuan's dominance in the field of archery, he can at least secure two more Olympic Games for the country.

However, because of the official endorsement and Lin Yuan's dual halo of "Olympic champion" and "top scorer in liberal arts", there are very few media reports that directly question him. Most of them praise Lin Yuan's fighting spirit of daring to challenge.

Xiangjiang Morning News: "He resolutely gave up the glory of shooting champion and switched to 100-meter sprint. His courage to challenge himself and break through his comfort zone is admirable."

Xunyang Daily: "Lin Yuan still has a lot of room for development in shooting. He could have continued to win more medals for his country in international shooting competitions, but he chose to change his style. It's a pity. Shooting fans will no longer be able to see his heroic figure on the shooting range."

Youth Daily: "The road to transformation is bound to be full of ups and downs. From shooting to sprinting, the differences in technology and physical fitness are huge. It is still unknown whether Lin Yuan can achieve results in the 100-meter sprint, but his courage is commendable. We hope that he can overcome difficulties and break into a new world."

"Yanjing Daily": "From Liu Changchun's solo trip to Los Angeles to today's archery champion's cross-border transformation, the spiritual torch of Chinese sports has always been passed on in the Olympic journey spanning half a century. Lin Yuan told the world with practical actions: The mission of Chinese athletes is not only to win gold and silver in familiar fields, but also to write new legends on unknown tracks with fearless courage."

Southern News: "Lin Yuan suddenly gave up his expertise in shooting and plunged into the unfamiliar field of sprinting. This may send a wrong signal to young people, making them think that they can easily give up their achievements to pursue unrealistic goals."

……

On the other side, Wen Xue sat at home, waiting for Lin Yuan to come.

She asked for field leave from her boss in advance and made time specifically for the interview with Lin Yuan.

According to her calculations, it was about time for Lin Yuan to return to Nanjing.

After all, every time Lin Yuan went out, he would come to see her the first time he came back, and he would always remember to bring gifts for her and Wen Ju'an.

She was already used to this, but this time, she waited and waited, but there was no sign of Lin Yuan.

September st.

morning.

The morning light shines into the main hall of the Lin family.

On the dining table, there was white porridge in a coarse porcelain bowl, a golden fried egg next to it, and a plate of fermented bean curd placed neatly in the middle, with dark red juice soaking the milky white cubes, which made people's appetite grow.

Lin Yuan took a sip of porridge and said to Wu Xiulan, "I'll take Sanli to the junior high school to register. After she registers, I'll take her to Nanjing University and bring her back in the afternoon."

"Okay." Wu Xiulan reminded Lin Yuan again, "If you are not used to living in school, come back and live here, okay."

Lin Yuan responded vaguely: "Well, don't worry."

Lin Yuan and Wu Xiu Lan naturally said that they lived on campus.

Otherwise, if Wu Xiulan knew that Lin Yuan rented a house outside the school, she would definitely nag him.

Even if she couldn't change Lin Yuan's decision, she would definitely ask for the address and house number clearly.

Lin Yuan didn't want to see that one day when he was being affectionate with Chang Xingyu in the rental house and was even preparing to take the next step, Wu Xiulan would suddenly come to his house to clean the house for him.

After dinner, Wu Xiulan quickly cleaned up the dishes and hurried to work, while Lin Yuan accompanied Sanli to report to junior high school.

In the junior high school campus, Lin Yuan protected Qiao Sanli and squeezed to the bulletin board, and soon found Qiao Sanli's class on the densely packed list.

In the classroom, after the head teacher called the roll, he began to distribute books. After all the students received their books, the head teacher spoke a few more words and the registration process was declared over.

Lin Yuan pulled Qiao Sanli aside and chatted with her head teacher with a smile. His intention was obvious. He just wanted the teacher to take care of his sister more for his sake.

Afterwards, Lin Yuan rode his bicycle with Qiao Sanli on the back seat, all the way to Nanjing University.

Compared with six years ago, the campus has changed a lot. Brand new teaching buildings and laboratory buildings have been erected, and the library has been renovated. There is a new look everywhere.

Lin Yuan parked the car, reached out to help Sanli tidy up her bangs that were messed up by the wind, and asked softly, "Do you remember the first time I brought you here?"

"I remember!" Qiao Sanli's eyes lit up instantly, pointing to a teaching building in the distance, "Brother, you came to see Teacher Wen at that time, and then we went to eat duck blood vermicelli soup. You gave me all the duck liver and duck intestines, and only ate a little vermicelli yourself. On the way back, I couldn't walk, and you had to carry me home!"

Lin Yuan was amused and rubbed his sister's head with his hand: "That store is still open. I'll take you there for lunch. We'll each have a bowl this time."

"Brother, I'll give you all the duck offal this time."

"Our family is not short of money now, you can eat as much as you want." Lin Yuan joked, "I was able to get into this school thanks to the walnuts you cracked for me every day."

"Yes, brother, you are smart!"

Since there was no need to arrange accommodation, Lin Yuan's registration process was completed quickly.

Qiao Sanli didn’t quite understand any of this, she just followed her brother around and looked around curiously.

Afterwards, Lin Yuan took Qiao Sanli to visit the auditorium of Nanjing University.

Near noon, the brother and sister went to eat duck blood vermicelli soup together.

After dinner, the two returned to school again and found a lounge chair on the lawn in front of the North Building to sit down.

Lin Yuan began to tell Qiao Sanli interesting stories, which made his sister giggle from time to time.

At this time, Chang Xingyu appeared.

She had just finished tidying up her dorm room, and thinking that today was the first day of school and Lin Yuan must have returned to school, she strolled leisurely around the campus.

Lin Yuan studied in the history department, while Chang Xingyu studied in the journalism department.

Although we are in different departments, the campus is so small that we can always meet each other.

Seeing Lin Yuan from afar, Chang Xingyu's eyes lit up. She subconsciously tidied her hair, picked up her skirt and walked quickly across the lawn. Her canvas shoes stepped on the grass, and her figure was slim and light.

"When did you come back?" Chang Xingyu's voice was crisp, his cheeks flushed, and his mind unconsciously emerged with what happened last time at Lin Yuan's house.

"I just came back a few days ago." Lin Yuan smiled and pointed at the little girl beside him, "This is my sister, Sanli. Sanli, come and call me Sister Chang."

Chang Xingyu naturally loved Qiao Sanli, so he smiled and greeted her, "Sanli, hello."

Sanli replied in the same crisp voice: "Hello, Sister Chang."

"Have you completed all the registration procedures? Your family members are not coming?" Lin Yuan casually patted the empty seat next to him.

"I came here alone, and I've completed all the formalities." Chang Xingyu sat down next to him and asked, "What about you?"

My elder sister Chang Jingshu has to teach classes, my aunt Lan has to take care of my younger brother, and my father is preparing for an academic lecture. The whole family is very busy.

But Chang Xingyu is not pretentious at all.

Anyway, her home is not far from Nanjing University, so if she misses her family, she can go back anytime.

Lin Yuan replied: "I have also finished it."

Chang Xingyu's sweet girlish scent, mixed with overflowing youthful vitality, was like a warm spring breeze, gently tickling his heart and making him unconsciously think of what happened last time.

She and Ma Suqin are different after all.

Ma Suqin has been working in the city for many years, and her every move is as neat as a mature woman. Chang Xingyu has always been a good girl who studies hard, but she still has her childishness and vitality.

Lin Yuan touched Sanli's head and said softly, "Sanli, are you tired from playing? Can I take you home?"

Sanli shook her head quickly.

"Then we'll play for an hour and then go back." Lin Yuan said righteously, "Since school has already started, we can't let our minds wander to play, understand?"

Sanli suddenly tilted her head, her dark eyes darting between the two of them.

When we were walking around the campus just now, my brother said, "It's a rare opportunity for you to come here, so play for a while longer." Why is he in such a hurry to go back as soon as Sister Chang arrived?
Lin Yuan simply continued telling stories to the two girls, one big and one small. After all, he had a lot of interesting stories in his mind, enough to pass the rest of the time.

Coincidentally, Wen Xue also appeared in Nanjing University.

Judging from her hurried steps and inquiring eyes, she was obviously coming for Lin Yuan.

It seems that Lin Yuan didn't go to see Wen Xue these days. This cold attitude finally made her feel uneasy. When Lin Yuan saw Wen Xue, he looked at her for half a second, then turned his face away without leaving a trace, pretending that he didn't see Wen Xue.

Wen Xue heard at work today that many reporters from the same field had visited Lin Yuan's home in the past few days, but no one was able to interview Lin Yuan. Lin Yuan used the same reason - he was not feeling well.

This made Wen Xue a little worried. Without saying a word, she went to Shamao Lane first. After finding nothing there, she rushed to the Nanjing University campus without stopping.

Wen Xue walked up to Lin Yuan.

She was wearing a white chiffon shirt today, paired with dark grey straight-leg trousers and brown mid-heeled leather shoes with a low-key luster.

Seeing a beautiful girl sitting next to Lin Yuan, her heart sank slightly.
"I heard that you were not feeling well these days. How are you now?" Wen Xue asked.

Lin Yuan showed a bitter look on his face, which disappeared in an instant. He shook his head and said, "Nothing. I'm in good health."

Wen Xue went straight to the point: "Would it be convenient for me to go back and do an interview?"

Lin Yuan said that he liked to see himself wearing high heels at home.

Lin Yuan raised his eyes to meet her gaze: "Sister Wen, if you want to interview, it's here."

Such a beautiful young woman always likes ambiguous pull, but if you are in a hurry to achieve success, she will inevitably push and resist. It is better to retreat in order to advance, which will make her unable to restrain herself and take the initiative to approach.

Of course, this is also based on the fact that Lin Yuan has spent so much time and effort before.

Lin Yuan's tone remained gentle, but Wen Xue always felt that something was not right.

Is it because of the girl sitting next to him?

"This..." Wen Xue opened her mouth, but swallowed the words back.

In fact, she had a lot of questions in her mind, not only for the report, but also to express her concern.

For example, how confident was he in making this transformation decision? What would he do if he failed? Did he always carry the pen that I gave him?

The words I wanted to say were on the tip of my tongue, but I couldn't say them.

"I forgot to bring my camera and notebook. How about you come to my house some other day? Igan kept talking about not seeing you for a long time."

Although this excuse was old-fashioned, it happened to fall into Lin Yuan's plan.

Lin Yuan couldn't refuse now. He lowered his eyes and pretended to think for a moment, saying helplessly, "If I'm free tomorrow, I'll go."

University courses are not too full, so it is not difficult to find free time.

Lin Yuan originally thought that next time, he would bring Sanli to visit Wen Xue under the pretext that Sanli wanted to visit Wen Ju'an. When the two of them were communicating privately, if he inadvertently showed that he had something to hide, Wen Xue would surely not be able to help but ask.

As long as she took the initiative to show concern and confided some of her difficulties, Wen Xue would unconsciously let down her guard and even offer to help.

Since Wen Xue took the initiative to invite me to her house, it’s not a bad idea.

"I'll wait for you at home tomorrow." Wen Xue raised a gentle arc at the corner of her lips, and then looked at Sanli with a smile, "Sanli, if you are free on the weekend, come and play with Ju'an."

After Wen Xue left, Chang Xingyu asked curiously, "Who is she?"

"She is my elementary school teacher's elder sister. She has helped me a lot in the past. She is also the daughter of our Nanyang University president."

"Is this true?" Chang Xingyu widened his eyes, his face full of surprise.

"If you don't believe me, ask Sanli." Lin Yuan smiled and raised his chin towards his sister.

Sanli immediately raised her little face and nodded seriously.

Lin Yuan looked at Chang Xingyu with burning eyes, lowered his voice and said, "I brought you a gift this time. Come back with me later to get it."

Chang Xingyu's face suddenly turned red, and her fingertips unconsciously tugged at the corner of her clothes. After experiencing the embarrassing incident last time, she knew what Lin Yuan meant.

She stammered and looked away: "Why don't you just bring it?"

Lin Yuan blinked innocently: "I forgot, and I didn't know I would meet you today."

Chang Xingyu muttered quietly: "Then can't you give it to me next time?"

"Sister Xingyu, you are the one receiving the gift, how can you refuse?"

Chang Xingyu blushed and muttered, "Who would give a gift like that?"

"What are you thinking about?" Lin Yuan reached out and tapped her smooth forehead. "I'm going to send my sister back first. You wait here. I'll be back soon."

Lin Yuan sent Sanli home and then rushed back.

As soon as I arrived, I saw Chang Xingyu sitting on a recliner in a daze, and a boy came over and started talking to her.

Lin Yuan stepped forward at this time: "Let's go."

Chang Xingyu immediately stood up and followed Lin Yuan obediently.

Lin Yuan drove Chang Xingyu back to the residential building on Jianning Road.

As soon as he entered the house, Lin Yuan immediately put his arms around Chang Xingyu's slender waist and lowered his head to kiss her cherry lips.

Chang Xingyu thought to himself, "Sure enough", and hurriedly raised his head, gently pressing his palm against his lips. She scolded him, "You lied to me again."

Although she was a little reluctant to part with the wonderful feeling of lips and tongue touching, as a girl, she still had to maintain her reserve.

Lin Yuan held her hand against his chest and said in a coaxing tone, "How could I lie to you? Listen to me."

As he said this, he leaned over to kiss her again.

Chang Xingyu had more to say, so she quickly put her hand up to block him again. Lin Yuan kissed her palm twice in a row. The soft touch made Chang Xingyu blush with shame. She no longer had the strength to stop him and slowly put her hand down.

Lin Yuan finally kissed her lips, and Chang Xingyu had no choice but to let him hold her in his arms.

But gradually, Chang Xingyu was suddenly startled. She found that this time was a little different from before.

Lin Yuan's hand had reached into her clothes at some point, his palm slowly moving along her skin.

And as the two of them hugged each other, Chang Xingyu could feel the changes in Lin Yuan's body even more.

Chang Xingyu's cheeks were burning hot, and he shyly pushed Lin Yuan away, pulling out his hand that was inserted into his clothes.

"What are you doing?" Her voice trembled and her earlobes were as red as ripe cherries.

It's not like I'm made of plasticine that can be molded into any shape.

Lin Yuan blinked innocently: "I read in a book that when a boy and a girl kiss, they have to move their hands."

"You are not allowed to read those messy books!"

"I won't look at it, I won't look at it. I will look at you from now on."

Lin Yuan naturally knew when to stop. He took her hand and pulled her to sit on the sofa with a playful smile.

He then took out two bottles of soda from the refrigerator and sat on the sofa with Chang Xingyu to watch TV.

Chang Xingyu then remembered something and asked, "You said you wanted to practice sprinting? Are you going to Yanjing again in the future?"

As he spoke, Lin Yuan's hand moved from Chang Xingyu's back to her ribs, making her feel itchy. She couldn't help but take Lin Yuan's hand away.

Lin Yuan didn't take it seriously and said, "Practice on your own first and see how things go later."

Chang Xingyu nodded gently. She didn't understand how difficult sprinting was. She just blindly thought that with Lin Yuan's ability, he would be able to do well in this matter. What she wanted to know more was whether the time they would spend together would be less in the future.

After that, Lin Yuan didn't even look at the TV, his eyes were always on her. How could Chang Xingyu not notice it?

"Are you feeling bad?"

Lin Yuan moved closer to her and put his arm on her shoulder: "I'm a little tired from the training in Yanjing during this period, but I can still bear it. But now that I'm by your side, it's even more tormenting."

……

Chang Xingyu's skirt was wet. She lifted the hem of her skirt and put it to her nose and smelled it. Fortunately, it was not too obvious. She rubbed her sore wrist again.

If she hadn't used both hands alternately, she would have gone on strike.

Lin Yuan touched the washed little hands and chuckled.

"How about I bite a watch for you?"

"You bite it."

Chang Xingyu's hands felt so sore that he was too lazy to take them back and just let him hold them.

Lin Yuan grabbed her right hand, and with his other hand he took out a Casio electronic watch and put it on her wrist.

"I heard Sony was going to release a portable Walkman, but it looks like it won't be out until the end of the year, so I can only give you this first."

Chang Xingyu was deeply moved: "Such an expensive thing..."

Lin Yuan raised his lips with confidence: "Have you forgotten my identity? If I'm short of money, I can earn it back by writing one more novel."

(End of this chapter)