Shanghai Jiao Tong University's future entrustment app: I will take my motherland flying.

Chapter 105. Intuition told Song Zhi Ning that it wasn't just a dream.
"Sister Ningning, the auditions for 'Youthful and Beautiful Trainees' have ended. There were a lot of people from all over the country who signed up, and it even made it to the trending topics several times. I think its future is bright."

On the other end of the phone, Li Jing, who was far away in Beijing, shared with her the details of the projects she had invested in.

"You know what? When these talent shows came out, they all surprised Chen Ming."

"By the way, filming for '12 Nights on the Island' is almost finished, but since it's a web series, it can't be broadcast on TV. However, the Youzi Video app is interested in this suspenseful web series and wants priority broadcasting rights. They are currently negotiating the price."

Li Jing went on and on, and Song Zhi Ning listened quietly the whole time, occasionally chiming in.

"How's Brother Shen doing lately?" Song Zhi Ning asked finally.

"After participating in that rural extreme challenge variety show, Brother Shen came back and joined the crew of 'The Wind.' He probably won't even get a break during the Chinese New Year and will have to film for three consecutive months."

They chatted for a while longer before hanging up the phone.

Song Zhining sat on the sofa, rubbing her temples, a hint of weariness in her eyes.

It wasn't because of the phone call with Li Jing, but because Song Zhining hadn't been sleeping well lately.

Previously, Song Zhining slept quite well.

But lately, she keeps having dreams whenever she falls asleep.

She couldn't remember exactly what happened in her dream.

All I remember is a blurry woman, seemingly standing in the mist, constantly telling her, "Save her, save her."

"Who are you? Who do you want me to save?"

Whenever Song Zhining asked this question, she would suddenly wake up from her dream.

Lately, she's had this dream many times, repeatedly, and it's always about a woman asking her to save someone.

Song Zhining has been feeling down and mentally exhausted lately because of this dream.

Song Zhi Ning's intuition told her that it was more than just a dream.

Song Zhining leaned against the app on her phone and murmured, "What does this have to do with you?"

The app on my phone isn't responding at all.

Just then, her phone rang. Seeing that it was Qin Yan, Song Zhi Ning quickly answered it.

Last time, after returning from Jiupan Village, my phone, which now had a signal, received several messages and calls from Qin Yan.

Later, Song Zhining called her back to explain, and after that, she had more contact with Qin Yan.

"Ningning, are you planning to go back to your hometown for the Chinese New Year?" Qin Yan asked on the other end of the phone.

"Yes, I estimate it will be about 3 days. Then I will take my younger brother and sister back to our hometown to celebrate the New Year with my grandparents, dad, uncles and aunts."

"It's so nice to see the whole family together." Even over the phone, Song Zhining could hear the envy in Qin Yan's voice.

For some reason, Song Zhining felt a pang of heartache.

She knew that Qin Yan came from an orphanage.

When the bloodline tracking device appeared a while ago, she actually tried to find it by dripping her blood, but she didn't find it.

Qin Yan called her at that time.

"I thought I'd found it, and I was even planning to call you to share my joy, but I never expected..."

"It's okay. Maybe the reason I can't find them is because they abandoned me. Since they abandoned me, it doesn't matter if I can't find them."

"Before, they didn't want me; now, I don't want them anymore."

"Actually, you can live a good life on your own." Qin Yan said this seemingly easily on the other end of the phone, but Song Zhi Ning felt that Qin Yan was very sad. She seemed to see a little person inside Qin Yan, who was stubborn on the outside, and that little person was secretly crying. She was very, very sad.

Recalling all this, Song Zhining couldn't help but say, "Sister Qin Yan, why don't you come back to my hometown with me and we can celebrate the New Year together?"

Qin Yan seemed stunned for a moment, then laughed, her earlier low spirits vanishing, and said, "No need, let's get together when you come back for the New Year. You can bring me some local specialties from my hometown."

These are Song Zhi Ning's family members. They're all gathered together for the New Year, enjoying a happy reunion. As an outsider, she shouldn't get involved.

and……

"Besides, I'm not spending this year alone; I have people with me."

Ok?
Hearing Qin Yan's noticeably cheerful tone on the other end of the phone, Song Zhi Ning had a vague guess and couldn't help but ask, "Sister Qin Yan, you wouldn't happen to be in love, would you?"

"Shh, keep it a secret. Don't let anyone else know, especially the paparazzi."

"Oh, okay, I understand," Song Zhi Ning quickly replied.

"I'll just ask you one question: Is he good to you? Do you like him?" Song Zhi Ning asked after hesitating for a moment.

Qin Yan laughed, her voice melodious like a silver bell, "If I didn't like him, would I be dating him? Don't worry, he's very good to me. We'll probably get married in the future, and I'll definitely send you an invitation then."

Song Zhi Ning breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

Three days later, Song Zhining took the three children on a plane back to her hometown. Because she had informed her family in advance, her uncle drove to the airport to pick them up and take them home.

Song Songbai inquired about their recent situation in Shanghai, and the three little ones chattered away, creating a light and cheerful atmosphere.

Song Songbai also looked at his daughter, Song Wanqing, and noticed the liveliness in her eyes. He was very pleased and thought that sending his daughter to Ningning in Shanghai was indeed the right thing to do.

He was also very grateful to Song Zhi Ning in his heart.

As the car entered Shaxi Village, the village seemed to come alive. Song Zhining saw many people washing and cleaning by the river.

"The weather is sunny and clear today, it's a good day, everyone is doing a thorough cleaning and preparing for the New Year," said Uncle Song.

No sooner had he finished speaking than the car accidentally drove into a ditch and lurched forward, causing everyone inside to lean forward.

Song Songbai quickly focused on driving, saying, "The roads in our village are terrible, full of potholes. If you're not careful, you can easily fall into one."

“When it rains, the pit fills with water. A while ago, when it rained, several people in the village fell into the pit and slipped and fell, but luckily they were all okay.”

Song Zhining looked out the window at the road, which had been full of potholes since she started school.

This reminded her of something she had been thinking about a while ago.

When I get home, I'll find some time to discuss it with my dad.

"Grandpa and Grandma, we're back!" Song Yunting shouted as soon as the car arrived.

"The children are back." Inside the house, Grandpa Song, whose hearing is now excellent, was drinking tea when he told Grandma Song, who was watching TV.

Upon hearing this, the old lady hurriedly went out.

"Grandma, I miss you so much."

"Yes," Grandma Song replied.

Then, with his arms outstretched, thinking to himself, "I really am my grandmother's most beloved grandson," Song Yunting watched helplessly as his grandmother walked past him and hugged Song Zhining and Song Wanqing, who were coming down from behind.

"Oh, my dear granddaughter is back! Grandma has missed you all so much."

Song Yunting's eyes widened, and in an instant, his heart shattered.