The next morning, Lu Qian woke up at six o'clock sharp as usual.

As dawn broke outside the window, Xiao Luqian remained positive and optimistic.

First, get up and shout three times: "Woof woof!"

Then, Ahshi.

Finally, I gave myself a pep talk: "Bump into a tree three thousand times during morning exercise, and awaken to eternal stillness!"

The heat subsides.

After his youngest son calmed down, Lu Qian got up quickly, washed up, changed into sportswear, and headed straight to West Lake Park for his morning exercise.

Good morning, sir.

Good morning, young man.

On the way, Lu Qian habitually greeted the security guard at West Lake Park.

"I really envy you, sir."

Lu Qian joked, "I can make money just by sitting here all day. I dream of living this retirement life at 81."

Upon hearing this, the security guard was both amused and exasperated: "You're just an 18-year-old kid, thinking you can learn to be a gatekeeper like me, an 81-year-old?"

"I'm retiring decades early, avoiding decades of detours. Isn't that great?"

"???"

The old man looked at his security booth and fell into deep thought.

That seems to make some sense, doesn't it?

"I'm gone."

Lu Qian waved his hand and started running into the park.

The air was moist with the scent of the lake.

He jogged slowly along the lakeside, sweat soaking his temples, until his body was completely relaxed, before swaying and running to the old locust tree.

Old Wang, who was banging his head against a tree, shook his head when he saw him arrive: "Young man, you've finally come after all..."

"But I still came."

"I knew you would come."

"I will definitely come."

"But you shouldn't have come."

"But I still came."

After confirming the code, the old man was also a fan of Gu Long's novels.

Keep crashing into the tree.

[Muscle and bone flexibility +1]

[Endurance +1]

【…】

After finishing my morning exercise, feeling refreshed, I rode my bicycle to Lin Shuyue's house.

Just after seven o'clock, the will-o'-the-wisp stopped downstairs at the Lin family's building.

The little girl with a neat ponytail ran out, lightly jumped onto the back seat, and naturally wrapped her arms around his waist.

"Let's go!"

Lu Qian pushed off hard, carrying the girl towards the school.

The morning classes proceeded as scheduled, but for Lu Qian, math class was still like listening to gibberish.

Adou was giving a long and detailed explanation of trigonometric functions on the podium, with various formulas and symbols flying across the blackboard.

Below the podium, Lu Qian frowned, trying hard to keep up with the train of thought, but the mathematical formulas and characters seemed to have their own distorting force field, turning into a mess as soon as they entered his brain.

Staring at the blank drafts in the workbook where I tried to solve the problems, a sense of frustration arose spontaneously.

"Damn it, it still doesn't work..."

He cursed under his breath and scratched his hair in frustration.

The advantages brought by rebirth seem so pale in the face of a hard-core discipline like mathematics.

This made him lose the motivation to continue learning.

Reading and learning require a lot of positive feedback. If you don't do well in your studies, it's largely because you've worked hard but haven't seen any results.

Take games for example, a match can last for tens of minutes or even just a few minutes, and the results are very quick.

But studying is a long process that takes more than ten years, and you won't know until graduation whether the book you read will help you find a good job.

If there isn't enough feedback on your efforts during this long process, it's easy for people to give up.

This is also why most people can't keep learning.

So the thought of having to act as an "elder" in the afternoon made Lu Qianli a little nervous.

No, this task must be completed properly.

This is currently the only "shortcut" for him to quickly improve his math skills, and he still has to seize the opportunity; every extra point he can get in the college entrance exam is a bonus.

Moreover, although his childhood sweetheart's father wasn't rich, he was still a very influential figure in the municipal government. If he wanted to do business in the future, he would need to rely on him, so it wouldn't be a bad thing to curry favor with his uncle.

Just then, the bell rang, and Lu Qian tapped his head, preparing to go to the restroom to wash his face and clear his head.

Just then, the sound of Zhang Liu and Lao Chen talking reached my ears.

"Hey, Old Chen, let us tell you a story."

"What story?"

"There were three mythical beasts in the forest: a tiger, a bear, and a deer. One day, the tiger asked the bear, 'Who is in charge of the forest today?'"

Upon hearing this, Chen Ming was taken aback: "What did Xiong say?"

"It's time to take care of the deer."

"???"

Lu Qian almost lost his composure when he overheard the conversation between the two.

Kid, you've really mastered the art of plot twists.

The car's speed was indeed unexpected.

I silently lowered my head and saw that the page in my Chinese textbook that was separated from the one containing the text "Blessing" was exactly the one I had read.

The following text was written on it:

"I was so stupid, really," Xianglin's wife said, raising her lifeless eyes. "I only knew that cars usually drive in the city, I didn't know they also drive in the village. I went out early this morning, and suddenly felt a burning pain on my face. I touched it with my hand, and oh no, there were two tire tracks."

He looked up at the two of them.

Zhang Liu: "Hehehe!"

Chen Ming: "Here you go!"

They laughed so hard they looked like the police officers in those two memes.

That's actually quite fitting for the occasion.

I never expected that even the Chinese textbook would become part of the play.

Lin Shuyue, who had been engrossed in her homework, was also drawn up by the commotion.

She glanced at Lu Qian, and a smile involuntarily spread across her clear eyes.

Her lips curved slightly upward, revealing a row of fine, white teeth.

At this moment, Lu Qian turned his head to look at her.

"What are you laughing at?"

"No, no way!"

Lin Shuyue quickly lowered her head, pretending to organize her notes, but her slightly trembling shoulders betrayed her.

The warm white sunlight bathed her softly shaped profile, and a few unruly strands of hair fell across her cheeks, swaying gently as she lowered her head.

Seeing her trying so hard to suppress her laughter, Lu Qian's annoyance caused by math completely dissipated.

The lingering sweetness of thousands of meals is probably the flavor that is slowly brewed from such small, ordinary moments of tacit understanding.

……

Time slipped away with the scratching of pens on paper, and the morning classes quickly came to an end.

We're preparing for a lunch feast.

Lu Qian was packing up his books when he gently poked the back of Lin Shuyue, his childhood sweetheart, who sat in the row in front of him.

"Hey, the campus belle of Lin University."

He said casually, "Shall we go back together later? I'll give you a ride."

"Hmm?"

Lin Shuyue turned her head when she heard the sound.

A barely perceptible hint of panic flashed across her clear eyes.

She was thinking of going back to change into a nice outfit.

She lowered her head slightly, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her school uniform, and whispered, "Hmm... maybe I should go back by myself first."

She paused, her voice even softer, "I...I need to go back and pack."

A faint blush rose to her cheeks.

"...Alright then."

Lu Qian looked at her slightly flushed cheeks and the little gesture of twisting the hem of her clothes, but didn't think much of it.

He readily nodded and said, "Then be careful on your way. I'll be going now."

He slung his backpack over his shoulder and left the classroom with a brisk pace.

"Um……"

Lin Shuyue watched Lu Qian's rapidly disappearing figure, let out a soft breath, and the blush on her face seemed to deepen a little.

After seeing Lu Qian leave, he hurried to the back gate of the school.

He flagged down a taxi: "Driver, I need a taxi!"

"Okay!"

The girl got home much faster than usual.

As soon as he entered the door, his father, Lin Chen, who was reading a newspaper in the living room, looked up, somewhat surprised:

"Huh? Honey, why are you back so early today? Didn't Lu Qian come back with you?"

"Oh? Oh... I came back earlier today."

Lin Shuyue paused, somewhat guiltily avoiding her father's gaze: "He probably left school a little late."

She gave a vague explanation and hurried towards her room.

Lin Chen watched his daughter's hurried figure and felt something was off, but he didn't think about it too much.

"Oh, right."

He raised his voice to remind her, "Honey, hurry up and get ready. We're going out to eat at that new Haidilao restaurant downstairs. I've invited Lu Qian over for lunch."

"Okay, Dad!"

Lin Shuyue's voice came from the room.

She had already been spoiled for this, otherwise she wouldn't have come back so early today and secretly changed into nice clothes.

Lin Chen nodded in satisfaction and picked up his phone: "Well, since we're eating out, let's make the environment nicer and more formal..."

"Forget it, let's just invite the old man over too, so we can talk about the two children."

The reason I'm having dinner with Lu Qian's family today is because I've noticed that the relationship between my daughter and that young man from the Lu family seems to be getting increasingly strained, so I wanted to invite both families to sit down and discuss their thoughts.

Since we're going to have to talk about it anyway, why not invite one of the elders in the family to come and give their opinion? At least it would show respect.

Thinking it over, Lin Chen took out his contacts and dialed his father's number back home.

"Hey Dad, I need to tell you something..."

Meanwhile, in Lin Shuyue's boudoir.

The light pink walls gently adorned the space, star-shaped string lights hung by the window, several cute plush toys were piled on the bed, and an exquisite music box and small potted plants were placed on the desk. A sweet fragrance wafted in the air.

At this moment, Lin Shuyue stood in front of the open wardrobe, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed, a hint of annoyance on her face.

"What should I wear...?"

The girl muttered to herself, her fingers unconsciously tracing the clothes hanger.

Sometimes deciding what to wear when going out can be a real dilemma.

School uniform?

It's too casual, like she's going to school. She doesn't want to always act like a schoolgirl in front of Lu Qian.

JK uniform?

It seems a bit too deliberate, making it seem like I care too much.

The dress is nice, but it feels like something's missing...

She took out several clothes she liked and held them up, but then shook her head and rejected them, putting them back.

She rummaged through the closet with some frustration, her eyes sweeping over the neatly folded clothes.

Suddenly, she stopped moving.

My gaze fell on an inconspicuous little storage box in the corner of the wardrobe without me even noticing.

The box lid wasn't closed properly, revealing a small roll of delicate black silk fabric inside.

black silk.

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