Rebirth 08: Equipment God

Chapter 98: Meet Tianqiao Again
"Siwen, do you like Zhai Da?"

Lu Zetao had been watching the fight for a long time and spoke for the first time. The scene was quite quiet for a while.

As if he was afraid that Lu Siwen would evade the question, Lu Zetao added, "I mean the kind of liking you would have as a friend."

After saying that, both parents observed Lu Siwen's expression.

But unexpectedly, after a brief moment of surprise, Lu Siwen did not show any panic or shy expression, but began to think about the matter seriously.

Finally, he shook his head, as if he was not sure: "It's not love. Probably not."

Having said that, the first person that came to my mind was not Zhai Da, but the girl on the back seat of the bicycle who came with Zhai Da's mother that day.

Lu Zetao: "But you have a crush on me, right?"

This time Lu Siwen could no longer deny it.

Admiration, envy, admiration, respect... these are all good feelings.

Lu Siwen nodded without hesitation, admitting that there was nothing to be ashamed of. Zhai was so outstanding.
"Then Dad asks you a second question. Do you not want to go abroad anymore?"

"husband!"

"Let me finish."

Lu Zetao ignored Qian Yarong's protest and waited for his daughter's answer.

This time, Lu Siwen thought about it for a longer time, and finally nodded cautiously: "I'm worried that I won't be able to adapt to going abroad."

Lu Zetao temporarily put the book away.

Her tone was calm, and it was hard to tell whether she was biased or not. She said, "It's inevitable that you won't be able to adapt to a new environment. Your family has been preparing for going abroad for many years, both mentally and financially. You never objected to it during our communication over the past two years. If you change your mind at the last minute, it will be very difficult for your mother to handle it."

Lu Siwen suddenly felt uncomfortable, but he could only nod.

She also had a lot of grievances. She had no idea what it meant to go abroad before. How old was she at that time?

But she couldn't tell.
Qian Yarong folded her arms:

"Your third mock exam score is 390. I asked a friend. If we only consider the score cutoff, which is roughly in the range of Southeast University and Nanjing University, do you know where they rank in the global university rankings?"

Lu Siwen shook his head.

"They don't have a ranking, just the latest list for this year."

"Even universities like Tsinghua and Peking University that are on the list are not as well ranked as universities in Brazil and Argentina. Siwen, we are doing this for your own good. There are so many people who want to go abroad but can't find a way. They don't have the conditions!"

Under the pressure of real-time data, Lu Siwen gradually lost the courage to refute and lowered his head to accept the education.

After asking the two questions, Lu Zetao seemed to no longer get involved in the argument and just continued reading the book.

Occasionally, when I see something interesting, I will take out a pen from my chest pocket and make a mark.

"The sky is most beautiful when it is about to get dark, and love is most decadent when it is about to fall in love. It is well written."

There were only four words on the cover of the book: "The Long Lu Journey". It was the first half that Lu Zetao had copied with Zhai Da's consent before mailing it out. He had already read it three times.

He is absorbing the "literary energy" and trying to find the feeling.

The Lu family's dinner ended on an unhappy note, as one of the disputing parties seemed to have given in.

Lu Siwen returned to his room with a heavy heart.

The ragdoll cat always follows its little master, rubbing against Lu Siwen's smooth calves as usual, as if it sensed that its little master was in a bad mood.

Lu Siwen sat on the bed for a while, then simply lay back and threw himself on the soft mattress.

The highly elastic mattress shook slightly, and the girl's plumpness was still noticeable.

Lu Siwen raised his hand to block the dazzling light from the ceiling and said to himself:
"By the way, I haven't replied to Zhai yet."

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The next morning, Zhai Da still didn't receive a reply from Lu Siwen, but he was not in a hurry. He knew he would always meet him at school or on the way to school.

Maybe he was thinking about how to refuse the more than 10,000 yuan? Zhai Da was not sure.

However, when he arrived at school and devoted himself to study, he forgot about this matter again. There were still ten days left before the college entrance examination. If the three-day holiday for preparation was taken into account, there would be even less time for classes.

Therefore, teachers of various subjects stepped up their intensity as if their gym memberships were about to expire.

The four kings of "Chinese, Mathematics, English and Physics" divide up the students' day cleanly. There are fifteen minutes between classes. The previous class is delayed by seven minutes, and the next class starts seven minutes early.

The extra minute is used for students to practice the 100-meter race, go to the toilet, and challenge the limits of their horizons.

Of course, everything is based on "self-motivation". No one will say anything if you are really late at this time.

In the afternoon, Ding Rong delayed the last Chinese class for more than ten minutes. After finally hearing the word "get out of class dismissed", Zhai Da hadn't even finished stretching when he heard Ding Rong call him:
"Zhai Da, come to my office with me."

Zhai Da had no choice but to get up and leave.

In his previous life, when he heard “come to my office”, Zhai Da would shudder and immediately start to check himself to see what had happened.

My mentality is much calmer now. As my student is the top student in the school, the teachers have to help me cover up any problems. This is my duty.

In the office, some teachers were already eating, and the air smelled of food.

Ding Rong took Zhai Da to her workstation and said, "You only have a few days left in your school life. June 6rd is the last day of class, and then you will have three days off to go home and prepare for the exams. The school plans to hold a mobilization meeting on the 3rd, or you can call it a graduation ceremony."

Zhai Da nodded and waited for the next words. He also had such memories in his previous life. Basically every school had this experience, but the time points were different. Some happened very early, as early as the first semester of senior year, and some happened very late, as late as the last two days.

It all depends on the principal's mood.

"Didn't you get first place in the grade in the third mock exam? You are also a typical example of a person who has accumulated a lot of experience and then made a breakthrough. The school wants you to speak at the mobilization meeting as a representative of outstanding students."

This was a little beyond Zhai Da's expectations.
Have I become a representative of outstanding students? It’s such a distant word.

Perhaps Ding Rong also found it a little magical, and smiled and said, "I didn't expect that a 'big shot' like you would appear in my first class as a head teacher. I heard that boys start to exert themselves later and become more powerful in the second half, and I thought it was a joke."

"Don't worry about interrupting your studies because of your speech. It won't be complicated. You just need to read the script. It's already prepared for you. The total length is no more than three minutes."

Zhai Da nodded. If that was the case, there seemed to be no need for him to refuse, so he accepted the job.

Just before leaving, Zhai Da suddenly turned around and asked, "Well, what if I write a manuscript myself?"

"Still, you should focus on studying and don't distract yourself."

"It's not a big deal. I write good essays. Have you forgotten?"

"Okay, but I need to review it. After all, it's a public speech."

Zhai Da made an "OK" gesture and turned away.

Ding Rong burst out laughing. Sometimes when she communicated with Zhai Da, she really didn't feel like she was talking to a 17 or 18-year-old student.

Teachers are always more impressed by the first time they serve as a class teacher, at least for the child Zhai Da, she feels that she will never forget him even when she is seventy years old.

This group of children is also her “youth” that she can never go back to.

I believe that Zhai Da will also become a frequent visitor mentioned by Ding Rong and will appear in the education of every class of younger students in the future.

It is even a "legend" mentioned by teachers of every subject.

After packing his bag and leaving the classroom, Zhai Da blended into the noisy campus, wondering whether he should go to the Internet cafe to play and download some new songs for his [Dynamic MP3].

There are not many songs of the original owner that can be used. Even though the rhythm is exciting and cheerful, love stories occupy the majority.

Considering the powerful effect of [Dynamic MP3], it is better to choose songs carefully.

When passing by the bus stop, Zhai Da actually met the little girl from yesterday, but this time she was with her mother. There must be a cram school nearby where the little girl attends, as she waits for the bus at the same time every day.

Zhai Da raised his eyebrows at the little girl from more than ten meters away. The little girl waved happily, and the two of them greeted each other.

After Zhai Da left, the little girl's mother realized where her daughter had been staring and asked, "Maomao, who are you looking at?"

The little girl pointed in a general direction: "Someone I know! The one who gave flowers to Dad!"

The woman's expression immediately turned serious. She looked in the direction of her daughter's hand and asked, "Who? Who gave Dad flowers?"

"The blue and white one!"

The woman swept her murderous eyes over, naturally ignoring Zhai Da who was wearing a school uniform, and her eyes were fixed on a woman in a blue and white dress.

Hum! Very good! Very good!

I immediately sent a text message: "Divorce if you want! The child is mine!"

Three seconds later, a scream was heard from an office a few kilometers away:
"What the hell!?"

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Zhai Da didn't know that he had inadvertently become a troublemaker. He was playing with playing cards in his hand and stepped onto the overpass that he passed by every day.

As the seasons change, the overpass that I used to pass by at dusk or just before dark now offers a different view.

Because it faces almost the widest road in Dongyang County, the view is wide. Every time I pass the bridge, I can see the sunset and the red sun at the end of the traffic.

Steel bars and concrete turned into black silhouettes, while flowers, plants and trees were dyed a warm golden color.

A short-haired girl stood alone on the edge of the overpass, leaning forward slightly, staring into the distance in a daze.

This picture reminded Zhai Da of a saying: All bridges are warm because they make rivers no longer sad.

The same should apply to overpasses, where traffic also flows.

Zhai Da teased him and walked behind him:
"What's wrong? Are you thinking about whether you have it or not? Do you love it?"

The short-haired girl turned around, and Zhai Da was stunned.

Lu Siwen's eyes were red.

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