Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Chapter 171 Tian Xiwei's Awkward Honesty
Would it be too abrupt to ask this directly?
But how should we start the conversation?
She had very little experience interacting with boys, and even holding hands with Jiang Yang made her hesitant and timid.

She stuffed her phone into the drawer.

A little while later, he took his phone out again.

I repeatedly scratched at the silicone edge of the phone case with my fingers, until it was deformed, but I still couldn't open the chat window. Then I put the phone back in the drawer.

Take a sip of water to calm yourself down.

I looked up and glanced around the classroom.

The stark white fluorescent tubes hummed and flickered occasionally.

The classroom was filled with the rustling sound of papers being flipped through.

The boy in the back row couldn't help but yawn.

The student in front of them secretly drew the curtains to avoid the teacher's sudden death stare.

On the desk of the top student in the front row, there was a pile of "Five-Year College Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation", "Wang Houxiong's Complete Explanation of Textbooks", and a bunch of test papers.

On the desk of the underachieving student in the back row, an exam paper was spread out, and underneath it was a copy of "Zhiyin Manke" (a popular Chinese comic book magazine).

The top left corner of the blackboard reads: "127 days until the college entrance examination."

The bottom right corner shows tonight's homework written by the class representative: one math test and one chemistry test, to be handed in after evening self-study.

Near the middle, a boy kicked the chair of the girl in front of him.

The girl turned around, glared at the boy, cursed a few times, but when she turned back, the corners of her mouth turned up in a smile.

Seeing this, Tian Xi's lips curled up slightly, and she quickly lowered her head, not wanting the other classmates to see her unusual behavior.

Jiang Yang saw the same thing in his own class.

I always thought the college entrance exam was the end, but later I realized that it was the last innocent and foolish summer of my life.

The most ironic thing about youth is that when you have it, you don't realize you're experiencing the best time of your life.

After calming down, Tian Xiwei sent Jiang Yang a message: ["Jiang Yang, which university are you planning to apply to?"]
Deep down, I know exactly what's going on.

Jiang Yang's grades used to be terrible; after missing a semester of school, his grades will only get worse.

There's a high chance I won't get into university.

However, for Jiang Yang, university may no longer hold any meaning.

Jiang Yang replied: [“Haval.”]
Tian Xiwei typed: ["Are you going abroad? That's amazing."]
Jiang Yang sent a message: [“Harbin Buddhist Academy.”]
Is Jiang Yang just messing with me?

His mind wanted to question Jiang Yang, but the words his fingers typed out were: "So, it turns out that China also has its own Haval."
Jiang Yang replied instantly: ["I'm not chatting anymore, my homeroom teacher is here. I haven't had any classes all semester, which dragged down the average score on several monthly exams. My homeroom teacher is really unhappy with me."]
Tian Xi glanced around subconsciously to see if her homeroom teacher had arrived.

Put your phone away.

I could faintly hear classmates chatting in the classroom.

"I'm starving! Does anyone have any snacks?"

"There's so much homework tonight."

"After the college entrance exam, I'm going to spend the whole night at an internet cafe!"

"I heard that so-and-so from the next class is dating so-and-so."

……

It was quiet at the beginning of evening self-study.

As get out of class drew to a close, the chatter grew louder and louder.

Hehehe.

Someone coughed lightly and said, "The teacher is here!"

Tian Xiwei immediately stuffed her phone into her sleeve.

The class became quiet instantly.

The silence didn't last long; once they realized the teacher hadn't arrived, the chatter resumed.

On my phone, I received a QQ message from Jiang Yang: ["Are you busy? Let's keep chatting."]
Tian Xi smiled faintly: ["Let's chat, there's no rush."]
Jiang Yang sent a message: "[What is your dream?]"
What is dream?
She wants to become a star and make a lot of money.

I want my parents to not have to work so hard, and I want them to feel that their sacrifices for me are worthwhile.

Even though my parents have always done it willingly and never complained.

I've never told anyone about this dream.

Because it's too far away and too unrealistic.

So many people want to be stars, so many girls are prettier than me, and have better family backgrounds than me, so why should I succeed?

Tian Xi thought for a moment: ["My dream sounds a bit ridiculous, but I want to become a big star and make a lot of money."]
After sending the message, I instinctively wanted to retract it.

He was afraid Jiang Yang would think he was shameless.

Ultimately, the withdrawal was halted.

Forget it.

The money's already been distributed.

To back out now would be really cowardly.

My face felt a little hot, not from shame, but from fear of being slapped in the face by reality. If I voice my dreams, others will laugh at me; if I don't, I'll laugh at myself.

My phone vibrated; it was a message from Jiang Yang: [“Don’t be ridiculous. You have to have dreams, otherwise what’s the difference between you and a salted fish? My dream is even more ridiculous and harder to achieve if I just talked about it.”]
Jiang Yang understood Tian Xiwei's feelings.

Daring to reveal one's naive dreams is a luxurious kind of courage in youth.

Unlike him, who blushed when he said he wanted to be a star when he was young, he doesn't even dare to mention wanting a raise now that he's grown up.

Having encountered too many watertight conversations, I find myself longing for the clumsy honesty of the past.

The affections of youth are like a sudden downpour, arriving unexpectedly yet soaking the entire summer.

What was once an instant attraction now requires repeated analysis using the worldliness of someone in their thirties.

Moreover, one must first weigh the benefits and then be judged by morality.

Tian Xiwei typed curiously: ["What is your dream?"]
Jiang Yang replied: [“It’s about becoming a diplomat, just like my old man’s childhood dream.”]
Tian Xi's pupils contracted slightly: ["Is your dad a diplomat now?"]
Jiang Yang replied: ["No, he's cleaning fish at RT-Mart."]
Tian Xiwei's lips twitched slightly.

Does Jiang Yang ever tell the truth?

I always felt that the old man from Jiangyang was just fooling me when he was cleaning fish at RT-Mart.

I remember when I first met Jiang Yang, he wasn't like this.

He was clearly a serious and charismatic guy.

However, after chatting with Jiang Yang for a while, I wasn't as nervous as before, and I found that Jiang Yang wasn't actually that aloof.

Suddenly realized something.

Was Jiang Yang trying to help himself relieve his emotions?
He caught her seriousness with a joke.

The noisy classroom fell silent in an instant. Tian Xi skillfully tucked her phone into her sleeve and focused her gaze on the open textbook.

Out of the corner of my eye, I glanced at the front door and, sure enough, saw the homeroom teacher's tense face appear at the front window, staring deathly at the entire class.

The homeroom teacher pushed the door open and came in: "Our class is the noisiest in the whole building!"

He slammed a stack of test papers, which he had tucked under his arm, onto the podium: "You're in your final year of high school and you're still so undisciplined! How can you face your parents?"

Then came a series of lectures.

"If you work hard now, it will be easier when you go to university."

"The college entrance examination is the fairest competition in your life!"

"If I catch you using your phone again, I'll call your parents to come and pick you up!"

Tian Xiwei took the first two sentences to heart.

I didn't hear the last sentence.

Not long after the second evening self-study session began, Tian Xiwei noticed her homeroom teacher grading papers on the podium, and she secretly took out her phone again.

Even if the homeroom teacher finds out, she still has to send Jiang Yang this message that she had already prepared:
"Want to go for a walk along the Huaiyuan River embankment after evening self-study? I heard from classmates that the scenery there is beautiful."
Send it out with your eyes closed.

After sending the message, I tucked my phone deep into the back of my desk.

She picked up a pen and pretended to do her homework, waiting for Jiang Yang's reply.

Suddenly I heard a ding-dong sound, the notification tone for replying to a message.

When she took out her phone, she found that Jiang Yang had not replied to her messages at all.

I'm just being too sensitive; I'm hallucinating.

continue waiting.

Scribbling on the draft paper.

What if Jiang Yang refuses?
I think they'll most likely refuse, right?
Tian Xi nervously took out her phone and typed another line: ["Hahahaha, I was just asking casually."]
The message wasn't sent out in time.

The phone vibrates.

Jiang Yang replied: ["How about you wait for me at your classroom door after school? The Huaiyuan River embankment is a bit far, and it takes a lot of time to walk there. I drove here, it's the same old beat-up Corolla as last time, parked on the street near the school gate. We can drive there together then, okay?"]
Upon seeing the message, Tian Xi's eyelashes fluttered rapidly.

Suddenly, her feet came together and tightened under the desk, the canvas shoes rubbing against each other and making a squeaking sound.

I put my phone in my pocket.

My heart is racing.

Delete the message I had just edited, retype it, and replied: ["Okay, whatever you say."]
He added, "[Your Corolla isn't a junk car, it's the best car.]"
After looking at it carefully a few more times, I confirmed that Jiang Yang had agreed.

Not only did they agree, they even planned out how the two of them would walk along the Huaiyuan River embankment together.

Tian Xiwei propped her forehead with her left hand, pretending to think about the problem, to cover the corners of her mouth that were turning up.

"Tian Xiwei, why are you blushing?" The girl sitting next to Tian Xiwei, who was secretly reading a novel, glanced at her.

Tian Xiwei pressed the back of her hand to her cheek and realized that her cheeks had been burning up. Pretending to be focused on the question, she stammered, "It's nothing, the classroom is just unbearably hot."
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Ps:

Thank you, thank you kdj Aksu for the 10000-point donation, and thank you to the novelist for the 5000-point donation.

I was quite busy today, so I wrote this after get off work. I also have to make a PPT for my lousy manager later. He has so little power, yet he holds meetings every day and talks nonsense, wasting my time.

I only dare to croak a few words here like this, because I'm really socially awkward in real life.

Please give me a monthly ticket.

(End of this chapter)