They're already in university, and the primary school system is only just starting out?

On Monday morning, at 8:30, Chen Lin's phone alarm clock promptly pulled him out of his deep sleep.

He sat up in bed groggily, rubbed his still sleepy eyes, and felt an indescribable sense of comfort throughout his body.

Although last night's incident was dangerous, thanks to the timely reinforcement of his "Little Athlete" title, he was basically unharmed except for some muscle soreness in his back.

Starting last week, Chen Lin has completely said goodbye to the person who used to occasionally skip classes to earn money part-time, and has gradually gotten used to this healthy lifestyle of going to bed early and getting up early, and not missing a single class.

Monday and Friday mornings are dedicated to the professional course "Appreciation of Chinese and Foreign Literary Trends," which starts at 9:30 and ends at 11:00.

In order to have a leisurely breakfast and then stroll leisurely to the classroom, Chen Lin deliberately set his alarm clock half an hour earlier.

He grabbed his phone from the bedside table, unlocked the screen, and glanced at it habitually.

The WeChat icon has several red dots, indicating that there are quite a few messages.

He first opened his mother's chat window. The message was sent around 6 a.m., asking him when he would be coming home for summer vacation this year, and whether he would leave again at the end of June after finishing his exams, just like last year.

Chen Lin thought for a moment. He had already promised Shen Yan that he would go with her to the modeling competition's outstanding team commendation and exchange meeting in mid-July. However, the event would only last two or three days, so he could go home for more than half a month first and then go.

So he simply replied: "About the same as last year."

He had just exited his mother's chat interface when he discovered that his father had also sent him a message, dated 7 a.m. that morning.

When he clicked on it, he saw a screenshot of a high-speed train from Tianjin to his hometown of Jiangdu, with a series of reminders below, telling him to set an alarm half a month in advance to grab tickets, so that he wouldn't be like last year, too slow to grab a second-class seat and end up spending more than 200 yuan more to buy a first-class seat.

Chen Lin's lips twitched as he watched.

Goodness, are these two doing a combo here? They're singing in harmony.

However, despite his inner grumbling, a warm feeling still washed over him. He smiled and replied, "I know, I won't forget."

After dealing with things at home, all that remained was news about Shen Yan and Yun Qing.

Yun Qing sent three messages in a row:

[Junior students]

Don't forget to go to the hospital for a check-up! ฅ(^ω^ฅ)

Let me know when you get the results (◕ᴥ◕)

Chen Lin replied: 【Okay, senior! [OK]】

The message had barely been sent when Yun Qing's reply popped up instantly: 【Great, great, I feel much more at ease now that you've replied to my message o(≧v≦)o】

Chen Lin smiled, exited, and clicked on Shen Yan's profile picture.

Her messaging style remains consistent: concise and to the point.

Chen Lin, remember to go to the hospital for a check-up today.

Let me know when you have the results.

Chen Lin replied: [Okay]

Shen Yan replied almost instantly: 【Mm】

After sending this message, Chen Lin hovered his finger over the screen, hesitated for a moment, and then typed a few more lines.

There's only one month left until finals week.

I've fallen behind in a lot of my major courses, so I'll probably need to spend some time catching up.

【Your math consultation with me might have to be paused for a while. We can continue during the summer vacation. How does that sound?】

This wasn't an excuse he made up on a whim. Lying in bed last night, he carefully reviewed his life over the past week and suddenly realized that he had indeed spent a lot more time with these two girls.

He could even claim that he was with Shen Yan for the sake of a consultation fee of 500 yuan per hour, and that it was all about making money.

What about Yunqing?

Ultimately, it comes down to my own unstable mindset.

A stunningly beautiful woman took the initiative to get close to him, and after a few playful jokes, he found himself completely lost in the moment.

Now that you've decided to take life seriously, you can't just talk the talk. You should invest more energy in improving both your online business and your academic studies.

Shen Yan replied quickly as usual: 【Okay, no problem. I was preparing for my final exams anyway, so I'll ask you out again during the summer vacation.】

Upon seeing this reply, Chen Lin breathed a sigh of relief.

He made up his mind that if Yun Qing contacted him again, he would use the same excuse: preparing for final exams. And what he said was true.

This semester, in addition to "Appreciation of Chinese and Foreign Literary Trends," he also has two other major courses: "Modern Chinese Literature" and "History of Ancient Chinese Literature." Although he hadn't skipped many classes before, the time he spent studying after class was practically zero.

He plans to start taking action this week, borrowing notes from classmates in the same major with whom he has a good relationship, and then combining them with the PPTs distributed by the teacher in class to review diligently.

Chen Lin doesn't expect to score over 90 points in every subject to win a scholarship, but since he's decided to take it seriously, he has to at least give it his all and achieve his best.

……

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10:58 a.m., Room 232, Main Building of the School of Humanities.

"Well then, that concludes our lesson for today." Professor Wang, with his gray hair and reading glasses, closed his lesson plan and looked at the students below the stage with a smile. "I hope that when you go back, you can prepare well based on the key points for the final exam review that I highlighted today."

He adjusted his glasses and said in a gentle tone, as if he had been through it all: "My personal teaching principle has always been that the main purpose of the final exam is to help everyone systematically review and organize the learning content of this semester. I will not set any obscure or strange questions to deliberately lower everyone's GPA. You can rest assured about that."

As soon as he finished speaking, a suppressed, quiet cheer erupted in the classroom.

Chen Lin also breathed a long sigh of relief. He glanced at his notebook, which was spread out on the table and filled with notes, and felt much more at ease.

Although I can't recall all the key points Professor Wang covered today, I had heard them in class and had some recollection of them. If I dedicate time to reviewing them, I should have a good chance of getting a good score.

Hopefully, the teachers of the other two professional courses can also be as considerate of students as Professor Wang.

He quickly packed his books and computer, stuffed them into his backpack, and walked out of the classroom with the flow of people.

As soon as he stepped outside, he saw his counselor, the young Ms. Zheng, standing in the hallway by the door, seemingly waiting for him.

Standing next to Teacher Zheng was a young man in his mid-twenties.

The young man was dressed in a neatly pressed white shirt and trousers, with black-rimmed glasses. Although he had a refined demeanor, his brows revealed an undisguised weariness and anxiety. He exuded a strong "school vibe" and didn't look like a student still on campus at all.

Upon seeing Chen Lin emerge, Teacher Zheng immediately waved to him.

"Chen Lin, come here for a moment."

Chen Lin walked over with some doubt.

"Teacher Zheng, you wanted to see me?"

"It wasn't me looking for you," Teacher Zheng pointed to the young man beside her and introduced, "It was this Mr. Sun Yu who was looking for you. He came to the college office early this morning, saying he's your friend and has something urgent to discuss, and he specifically requested to see you."

Sun Yu?

Chen Lin was taken aback; he had never heard of this name before.

As he was pondering, before Teacher Zheng could finish speaking, Sun Yu rushed forward and grabbed Chen Lin's hands tightly.

His palms were sweaty, but his bloodshot eyes were now frighteningly bright, filled with a complex mix of excitement, ecstasy, and a sense of relief.

Under the astonished gazes of Chen Lin and Teacher Zheng, Sun Yu, in a trembling voice, uttered a sentence that nearly petrified Chen Lin on the spot:

"Great God! I've finally found you! I'm Hououin Kyouma!"