Film and Television Overview: Starting from the Same Window

"August 30th".

Virgo!

"Are the questions you're asking related to psychological counseling?"

"Yes, Virgo itself is a kind of mental illness. It's a terminal illness, a psychological AIDS."

Bi Shisan narrowed his eyes slightly, then slowly shook his head and sighed, "I should have been the psychology committee member, but now it's been taken over by you, you incompetent official. What a pity..."

Xiao Haiyang chuckled softly, looking down. "Wow, you still remember something from so many years ago?"

Bi Shisan moved forward a little, staring intently into Xiao Haiyang's eyes: "How have you been feeling lately?"

"good."

Xiao Haiyang looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"Birth date and time (eight characters)".

Born on January 18, 1993.

"Time?"

"Three o'clock in the morning."

"Your birth chart is Shen-Wu, lacking water, and your birth hour is fire. The characters 'Haiyang' in your name both have water connotations, resulting in a lack of Yang fire and an excess of Yin fire, despite your noble destiny. Did you have a girlfriend before, but it ended badly?"

"Did you foresee this?" Xiao Haiyang was taken aback upon hearing these somewhat familiar words.

"Correct!"

Bi Shisan nodded quite seriously.

Xiao Haiyang's expression became complicated. He could explain away the fact that one fortune teller was making things up, but with two people saying the same thing, he began to doubt whether it was true.

"Could you tell me about my ex-girlfriend?" Xiao Haiyang asked Bi Shisan expectantly.

Bi Shisan shook his head: "I've never met her, so how can I count?"

Xiao Haiyang said, "Zhou Shengchen also told my fortune before the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it seems to be similar to what you got."

"Oh?" Bi Shisan said in surprise, "Zhou Shengchen can also tell fortunes."

Xiao Haiyang looked at him in confusion: "You don't know?"

Bi Shisan thought for a moment and said, "I feel like I've heard it somewhere before, but I can't remember where."

Xiao Haiyang said "Oh," and then asked, "Zhou Shengchen said that my ex-girlfriend's later life wasn't good. Do you think that's true?"

Bi Shisan hesitated and said, "I think so!"

After signing the document, Bi Shisan left, while Xiao Haiyang's thoughts drifted into the distance.

In the afternoon, the sun shone warmly on him, and a sense of tranquility permeated the air. Just as Xiao Haiyang was about to get dizzy from reading the essays in his hands, Jiang Yunming, number 2, finally arrived, looking quite disappointed.

Xiao Haiyang put down his book, perked up, and began, "Ahem~ How have you been lately?"

"I just confessed my feelings to a girl and got rejected." Jiang Yunming was on the verge of tears.

"Oh? Tell me more."

As expected, gossip is the best wake-up call, and Xiao Haiyang finally perked up.

Jiang Yunming said, "I told her I confessed my feelings to a girl in our class."

"Who is it?" Xiao Haiyang interrupted impatiently.

Jiang Yunming looked at him warily: "I'm telling you, but you can't tell anyone!"

Xiao Haiyang suppressed his interest and said seriously, "Do you think all psychology committee members sell their conscience for credits? Regardless of whether Bi Shisan is or not, I am not, I'm saying it boldly."

Jiang Yunming hesitated for a long time before finally letting out a mournful cry, "Xue'er~"

Xiao Haiyang was shocked by the muscular man's incredibly effeminate behavior. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Lin Luoxue, right? Go on."

Jiang Yunming, with a long face, said, "I treated her to lunch, and after we ate, I said, 'How about I take you to a movie tonight?' She smiled and said, 'Okay.' Then I said, 'How about you be my girlfriend?' She smiled and said, 'No...'"

Xiao Haiyang suppressed a laugh and raised an eyebrow, asking, "And then?"

A hint of doubt flashed in Jiang Yunming's eyes: "And then? And then I came here!!"

Gaa~gaa~gaa...

The two stared at each other in silence for a long time. Xiao Haiyang lowered his head silently and said, "This is the most lame joke I've heard this year. It's not even a joke. It feels like a line taken from a TV drama about mother-in-law and daughter-in-law."

"Shouldn't the student counselor be comforting their classmates?" Jiang Yunming felt like he had come all this way for nothing.

Xiao Haiyang sighed deeply, "Let's put it this way, do you two have any emotional foundation?"

Jiang Yunming: "We took English classes together."

"Is this considered a foundation of affection?" Xiao Haiyang asked, looking at him strangely.

Jiang Yunming: "I... I even bought her milk tea."

Xiao Haiyang's lips twitched slightly: "The amount of milk tea that the boy bought for her could probably circle the Milky Way."

"You're not allowed to talk about Xue'er like that." Jiang Yunming slowly approached, his teeth clenched with intimidation and threats.

Xiao Haiyang suppressed a laugh, stood up and pinched Jiang Yunming's biceps, "Big brother, look at this on your body, let's not call you Xue'er anymore, okay?"

Jiang Yunming retorted, "So what if there's no emotional foundation? Is it wrong for me to confess to a girl I like? I confessed to her, so I still have a chance to be with her. Otherwise, if she likes someone else later, I won't even have that chance."

Xiao Haiyang shrugged: "4.2 If you confess so quickly, the chances of it dying in the womb are also very high, like now."

"Isn't there only two choices in love? To persist or to give up. I chose to persist, so there's a fifty percent chance of success," Jiang Yunming said, puzzled.

Xiao Haiyang: "How could it be a 50% probability? It's like playing basketball. After you receive the ball, you can choose to pass or shoot. When you choose to pass, the person who receives the ball also faces the choice of passing or shooting. If your ultimate goal is to score, then the shooting percentage after passing will definitely be less than 25%, because there is still the possibility of a passing error."

"Should I give up then?"

"Who says there are only two choices: persistence and giving up? Of course there is a third option."

"What?" Jiang Yunming leaned closer.

"Nothing."

"What kind of student counselor are you? All you do is criticize me and nothing else."

Chapter 97: Ren Yifan's Sense of Crisis

"Ahem," Xiao Haiyang said absentmindedly to Jiang Yunming, "Sign here first, then cry here for a while in peace."

Jiang Yunming angrily signed the papers, then lay on the table, sobbing as he lamented his love that had ended before it even began.

After venting his emotions, Jiang Yunming stood up and weakly threatened, "If you dare to tell anyone about what happened today, I'll kill you."

"Wait a minute, let me read you a passage from this book." Xiao Haiyang was holding the book "The Honest Field," and he happened to be flipping to Petőfi's "You love spring."

Jiang Yunming slowly sat down to listen.

"You love spring, I love autumn. Autumn is like me, but spring is like you. Your rosy cheeks are like spring roses, and my weary eyes are like the autumn sun. If I take a step forward, and then another step forward, then I will stand at the door of winter's coldness. But if I take a step back, and you take a step forward, then we will live together in the beautiful, passionate summer."

What are you reading?

Xiao Haiyang fell into thought, “This passage is saying that you didn’t actually do anything wrong.”

"Did I...do nothing wrong?"

Approving light shone in Xiao Haiyang's eyes. "Yes, you did nothing wrong."

29. "That's exactly what a psychology committee member should do," Jiang Yunming said with a smile and a thumbs up.

"Thank you."

"Hey, by the way, could you send me that message from earlier? I want to send it to Xue'er."

Here we go again. Xiao Haiyang suddenly stopped smiling. Heh~ "This... is just stupid."

... ...

English class

In Advanced Class A, Zhou Shengchen took out his phone and chatted with Huangfu Shumin, feeling quite at ease.

In Class D, Xiao Haiyang sat absentmindedly, his mind replaying Zhou Shengchen and Bi Shisan's fortune-telling predictions, Bi Shisan and Jiang Yunming's words, and that poem.

Perhaps his views on love are really too conservative?

So, should he also indulge himself and try to seize that 25% chance?

In the end, Xiao Haiyang decided to give it a shot.

He's not even worse than a simple-minded, physically strong sports committee member.

So what if they broke up? So what if she has a new boyfriend now? Once Xiao Haiyang sets his mind on something, there's nothing he can't do.

... ...

Afternoon tea ceremony.

Zhou Shengchen, Zhong Bailu, Qiao Chuan, and Ren Yifan sat side by side.

Ren Yifan sighed as he looked at the daily walks of the walking club next to him: "Originally, we could have outnumbered the walking club and competed for the title of the second worst club in the whole school, but now, because those two walk regularly every day, while we do nothing but sit, we can only accept being number one."

Lu Qiaochuan said with a smile, "If sitting down counts as last place, then we still have a fighting chance against the Walking Club."

Zhou Shengchen said calmly, "Rankings don't matter, as long as everyone is happy."

"By the way, Zhou Shengchen, there are posts on the school's online forum saying you've been driving a Rolls-Royce these past few days. Is that true?" Ren Yifan asked curiously.

Zhou Shengchen nodded: "I bought it during the National Day holiday."

Ren Yifan exclaimed, "Wow!" and asked, "Can you satisfy my curiosity? What does your family do?"

Zhou Shengchen said, "Hasn't it already been dug up on Tieba? My parents are both doctors, and I earned my money by writing novels."

"Writing novels can make that much money?" Ren Yifan didn't believe it.

He knew the price of a Rolls-Royce; he didn't believe that writing novels could earn that much money.

Zhou Shengchen glanced at him indifferently: "It's not that I make money by writing novels, it's that I make money by writing novels."

"I haven't seen you come back to the dorm lately, you must have bought a house outside, right?" Lu Qiaochuan asked curiously.

Zhou Shengchen said, "I did buy it."