Rebirth 08: Equipment God

Chapter 122 There's Still Time for Everything

Since Lu Siwen was placed under house arrest after the college entrance examination, the two had not seen each other for a long time, but it seemed as if they had endless topics to talk about.

One moment they were discussing the blog’s followers exceeding 35, and the next moment they were discussing how to choose the cover for “The Long Journey”.

Regarding the former, Zhai Da praised Lu Siwen's work, and regarding the latter, Zhai Da said that he must use a cover that is heartwarming and healing to look at.

Trick them in and then kill them.

Well, this is not Zhai Da's bad taste. As a realistic novel disguised as a romance novel, the target audience is mostly young people, especially young women. A cover that is too hardcore or realistic will directly affect the buyer's first impression.

Zhai Da looked at the time. There was only half an hour left until nine o'clock, and Lu Siwen had to return to the place where their class was gathering.

She had too little time, and the two of them had too much to talk about, so she simply stood up and said, "Let's go, I'll see you off."

Lu Siwen agreed and walked out with her Tiffany bag.

After the two left, everyone in the box stared at Lin Shuyao.

Does this count as having the best of both worlds?
Only Lin Shuyao looked calm. She knew best in her heart that Zhai Da had already expressed his refusal many times, whether explicitly or explicitly, and she had adjusted her mindset long ago.

No changes, but very quiet.

Two boats?
She's not even a boat, she's swimming under the water!
At the entrance of the Wu family's time-honored local restaurant, Zhai Da asked for directions and found out that the place was within walking distance, so he simply set off with Lu Siwen, talking as they walked.

Wu Yue's Restaurant is located in the old commercial district, surrounded by noisy shops and old neighborhoods.

The smoky chess and card room, the noisy small restaurant, the small shop with the TV on day and night, and the security guard yawning in the security booth.

From a distance, it's fireworks; when you get closer, it's the human world.

Lu Siwen's blue and white outfit was as pure as the fireworks, and even his kicking calves looked lively.

She was called "Little Deer" by many people in school, and it was definitely not just because her last name was Lu.

Zhai Da and Lu Siwen walked side by side:

"The estimated score is 410. A little worse than I expected."

Zhai Da was secretly happy that he could finally say this line in reverse.

But in fact, Lu Siwen is very strong.

If there was no "real dragon" Zhai Da, this student would basically be the first in the school. Even if he did not reach the 415 line of Tsinghua University and Peking University, he would be selected by all other schools in the country with his eyes closed.

08 Under the new regulations, there is a hurdle of 20 points.

But after all, compared with myself and Lu Wei, I am not so dazzling.

Lu Siwen has a good attitude: "The 'university study method' that Zhai taught me is very effective. In fact, it is far beyond my level."

"Have you had a showdown with your mother?"

Lu Siwen sighed and lowered his head a little: "I didn't find a good opportunity. Mom went on a business trip to Shanghai some time ago and just came back."

Zhai Da comforted him, "There is still time. I remember you said that your original plan was to go abroad at the end of June."

"You're right. There's still time. I'll talk to my mother when she's in a good mood. Just like what's said in 'The Long Journey', a family is about mending and moving forward together. People shouldn't only imagine 'enjoyment' and 'separation' from their family."

"You remember it well."

Lu Siwen turned around and walked backwards, looking at Zhai Da with admiration, as if there were little stars in his eyes: "Of course, I also have a small notebook that records classmate Zhai's golden sentences."

Thinking of those words that moved and excited her, Lu Siwen couldn't help but say, "Maybe in the future, I can also write my own story, use my own words, and even publish it and become a writer."

Zhai Da thought of Lu Zetao's self-publishing:
"There is a chance, I believe."

Having received recognition from her greatest admirer, Lu Siwen felt greatly supported, and the small Tiffany bag on her back even moved with her steps.

She walked backwards like this, not afraid of any obstacles behind her, because she believed that Zhai Da would remind her.

Looking at the light and shadow on Zhai Da's face, Lu Siwen felt that Zhai Da had become thinner and more handsome.

Zhai Da himself has a handsome appearance, but the school uniform, intensive study, late bedtime and early rise make most boys of this age have a "school vibe". After the college entrance examination, Zhai Da quickly got rid of this situation.

Although Lu Siwen is not the kind of person who cares a lot about appearance, when a good change happens to someone he already likes, he still feels a bit happy, as if "I secretly hid a piece of candy that happens to be the most delicious in the world."

In a cheerful mood, she suddenly said, "Student Zhai, can I ask you a question?"

"Just tell me."

"The first time we met, on that overpass, you wrote "Street Lights and Wine"."

Lu Siwen was a little nervous for a moment, but still asked the question he had been thinking about for two months.

“Am I the streetlight inside?”

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Lu Siwen immediately regretted it, thinking that this topic was a bit...what's the new popular word recently, ambiguous!
A bit inappropriate!
So he nervously added: "I just thought it was too coincidental. Maybe Zhai knew my last name was Lu. Of course, it would be even more amazing if it was a pure coincidence!"

Zhai Da recalled and said truthfully: "It's not a coincidence, but it's not because I knew you before. It was because I saw the street light that day and remembered something that happened with another friend."

If it was the high school student Zhai Da before his rebirth, he might have recognized the "little deer" on campus that evening, but the reborn Zhai Da, after a gap of seventeen years, could not possibly remember someone who was not a student in his class. At that time, he had just returned not long ago and could not remember anyone in his class.

The street lamp in the article "Street lamp and wine" is not Lu.

It's Lu.

It was the little wood that was put into the taxi and the Nokia that was handed over.

It's like a Snickers bar that you hold in your palm, reluctant to eat, and melts slightly.

It's the embarrassment of a mosquito landing on your chest and getting hit on the head.

The memories of that night triggered the inspiration on the overpass. He didn't know Lu Siwen's last name at the time.

The little stars in his eyes dimmed a little. In order to cover it up, Lu Siwen turned away: "Oh~ I was thinking wrong, it's also good, art really comes from life."

It’s not that I’m disappointed. In fact, I already have the answer in my heart.

Or maybe she didn't know what she was thinking.

The only thing she was sure of at this moment was the sudden sense of loss in her heart.

Zhai Da said unhappily, "You should focus on studying abroad and negotiating with your family first. If there is no suitable opportunity, you have to create it yourself. The later you wait, the more trouble you will have."

Lu Siwen asked, "What about when the college entrance examination scores are released?"

"Look at you. I don't know your mother's character very well."

"Student Zhai, it's been several times like cursing!"

“That’s exactly what it should be called.”

It can’t be “our mom”, right?

Amidst the jokes, Lu Siwen's mood quickly returned to normal, and she suddenly figured it out.

Anyway, I have decided not to go abroad, so there is still time for everything.

Whether it is writing a story of your own, or becoming a street lamp to illuminate passers-by, or even holding the most delicious candy in the world.

Before they knew it, they had arrived at the gathering place of Class 11. This was a restaurant that was obviously more upscale than the "Wu Family Old-Fashioned Local Cuisine Restaurant". Through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor, they could see figures inside. The youthful-looking people were most likely students from the Woolen Textile Middle School.

Several boys saw Lu Siwen from upstairs, and gathered at the window to look down. When they saw Zhai Da, their expressions became complicated.

Just like Chu Xiang said before, among the two most famous girls of this session, Lu Siwen is more eye-catching than Lin Shuyao, and people are more afraid to approach her.

Is the era of fierce competition over?

The fawn didn’t get close to anyone, and it ended up bumping its head into a tree!

Many people in Class 11 first knew Zhai Da not because he was number one in the school, but because he had an unclear relationship with Xiaolu in their class!

Lu Siwen looked at the watch, raised his tender white hands, and his almond-shaped eyes regained vitality: "You should go back soon, let's high-five, and you just wait for my good news in the next few days!"

Zhai Da felt so childish.

But being childish and arrogant is not against the law, so I waved my hand and put it together with Lu Siwen's little hand.

"Snapped".

It was the sound of a broken heart upstairs.

Just as Zhai Da was about to leave, a Bentley happened to stop on the side of the road.

The driver arrived a little earlier than Lu Siwen said, but it was not a big problem.

Zhai Da subconsciously tried to look inside through the passenger window to see if it was the driver Wang who brought the "local specialties" last time. It would be polite to say hello.

Unfortunately, I still can't see clearly even if I get very close. The glass has an anti-peep film.

Then the passenger window rolled down, revealing Qian Yarong's expressionless and serious face.

He is so close to Zhai Da, it seems like a real interpretation of what "bumping into each other's faces" means!
"Mom? Why are you here?"

"Uh, hello, Auntie."

Qian Yarong's tone seemed to be speaking only through one nostril: "Hello, Xiao Zhai, are you also at the Class 11 gathering?"

Zhai Da said calmly, "Yes, many of the boys in Class 11 are my brothers. Look upstairs, they are all looking at me."

Qian Yarong looked upstairs and saw many boys clinging to the windows, but she couldn't see their expressions clearly.
I reluctantly believed what Zhai Da said.

"Congratulations, I heard from Siwen's father that you have a work to be published and your college entrance examination results are also outstanding."

"I also want to thank Uncle Lu for introducing the publishing house. It was a great help. I will visit him when I have the chance."

This is the truth, the old handsome guy is pretty awesome.

Qian Yarong: "That's not necessary, it's just a small matter, Siwen, let's go home."

Lu Siwen quickly and obediently opened the car door, and gave Zhai Da a small look when closing the door, meaning: wait for my good news.

The Bentley drove away and Zhai Da laughed.

The kind that actually smiles when speechless.

After walking for a while at night and breathing in the fresh air, Zhai Da suddenly felt like he didn't want to go back to the party.
It’s too noisy and too smoky. More and more people are smoking, and there is less and less oxygen.

After a slight hesitation, Zhai Da sent a text message to Chu Xiang and Wu Yue respectively, saying that he was going home first and would not attend the next KTV show.

Then he looked up and waved to the boys from Class 11 who were still staring at him fiercely in the box on the second floor.

The boys also responded enthusiastically using international hand gestures.

After tightening his shoelaces and taking out the [Extreme Wristband] from his pocket, Zhai Da jogged back home.

I miss my own street lights a bit.

On the other hand, the smooth-running luxury car was a little too quiet.

Lu Siwen suddenly remembered what Zhai Da said, if there is no good opportunity, you can create a good opportunity.

Maybe it's good now?

"Mom, I have something to tell you"

"Siwen, I have something urgent to tell you."

The two spoke almost at the same time.

So the one who got the right to speak was naturally Qian Yarong: "Let me say first, this matter is urgent."

"All right."

"Your Uncle Wang called me from overseas. He has already got a recommendation letter for you. He is a very powerful person, but he wants to at least meet you in person before giving the recommendation letter."

"Time is urgent. I have bought you a plane ticket for the day after tomorrow. Your parents are too busy to go, so I asked a returned overseas student in the company who is good at English to go with you. You two will be in first class, and Uncle Wang's people will pick you up when you land."

"Fortunately, the B2 visa you applied for in your first year of high school is still valid, otherwise you would have missed it. You are really lucky. Go back and pack your luggage. Go to Shanghai tomorrow afternoon to stay overnight and take the flight at noon the day after tomorrow."

For a moment, the only voice in the car was Qian Yarong's.

Lu Siwen was in great fear and subconsciously tightened the strap of her bag.

Not only was there an unexpected arrangement, but there was also a sense of bewilderment and confusion as if one were suddenly being kicked out.
"Mom, is it because I met Zhai that you are like this?"

Qian Yarong interrupted, "I'm not that naive. Do you think I would joke about such a big thing? This is a big deal in life!"

Although their contact was not deep, Qian Yarong had already changed her opinion of Zhai Da due to his maturity and politeness during the publishing and college entrance examinations.

If Zhai Da was of the same age, she would admire him very much.

If it would not affect Lu Siwen's plan to study abroad, she would definitely appreciate it, and even hope that such a child could interact more with Lu Siwen.

I even secretly thought that if I encouraged and supported Zhai Da to go abroad together, would that be a "solution"?

But in the end, it was put aside because it was too troublesome. She didn't know Zhai Da's family and she didn't have time.

Lu Siwen may not be the only one who meets someone at the wrong time.

Therefore, she could only show a clear attitude, or a clear rejection.

"I know it's a little sudden, but I didn't choose the timing. I will get your college entrance examination certificate as your guardian later."

The car fell into suffocating silence again.

In the end, Lu Siwen didn't have the chance to say what he wanted to say, and Qian Yarong didn't ask.

Or rather, it doesn’t matter anymore.

　A long chapter of nearly 4000 words.

　　If you don't vote and I don't vote, when will Xiao Xin be able to wash her hair?
　　Sorry, when can I get out of this situation?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)