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The next morning.

The sound of morning reading came from the teaching building of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School.

There are only a few days left until the college entrance examination.

The atmosphere in the classroom was much quieter than usual.

Some people were reciting classical poems, some were flipping through their notebooks of wrong answers, and some were munching on steamed buns while looking at formulas. Even the boys who usually loved to joke around had become much more subdued these past few days.

Chen Mo sat by the window, holding a math test paper in his hand.

Su Qingyan sat beside her, her pen hovering over the draft paper for a long time.

Chen Mo turned his head and glanced at the question.

He then picked up a pen and drew two auxiliary lines on the draft paper.

Su Qingyan leaned closer to take a look.

The girl had a faint scent of shampoo on her, and her ponytail slid down from her shoulder, the ends of her hair brushing against the back of Chen Mo's hand.

She didn't realize it herself, only frowning as she stared at those few lines of formulas.

After writing down the steps, Chen Mo asked, "Do you understand?"

Su Qingyan thought for a moment and nodded.

"I think I understand."

"like?"

"Then say it again."

Chen Mo smiled and explained the key steps again.

Just then, his phone, which was in the drawer of the desk, vibrated slightly.

Su Qingyan, with her sharp eyes, noticed the screen light up briefly.

Your phone is ringing again.

"Um."

"Is it something to do with the company?"

Chen Mo took it out and glanced at it.

It was a briefing sent by Lin Wan.

Regarding Douyin, Chen Liping has initiated the signing of confidentiality agreements for core positions, the initial implementation of the stock option incentive plan, and the start of signing top creators under the Spark Program.

Contact between Tencent and Ali is ongoing, and there has been no loss of key personnel so far.

After reading it, Chen Mo put his phone face down on the table.

Su Qingyan looked at him: "Is it that important?"

"important."

"Then you're not going to reply?"

"Need not."

Su Qingyan blinked.

Chen Mo picked up his pen again and continued explaining the problem to her.

"Some things are not my concern right now."

Su Qingyan seemed to understand but not quite.

She knew Chen Mo was different from before.

The boy who was sitting next to her explaining the problem was now standing in a place she couldn't see anymore.

But at this moment, he was still holding an ordinary black pen, drawing auxiliary lines on her draft paper.

Like all the boys who accompany their deskmates to answer questions before the college entrance examination.

This brought Su Qingyan a sense of inexplicable peace and joy.

……

Douyin Group, Changhu City.

Following Chen Liping's meeting last night, the Ministry of Justice worked overnight to draft a supplementary agreement.

All core positions have had their confidentiality and non-compete agreements re-signed.

The technical department simultaneously launched access control auditing.

Some data interfaces that could originally be viewed across groups have been split into multiple levels of permissions.

The finance department has begun to compile a list of companies eligible for stock options incentives.

Chen Liping's words quickly spread throughout the company.

"Don't just let employees listen to your ideals; ideals can't pay off a mortgage."

Many young employees who were initially somewhat uneasy realized the importance of the incentive plan for the first time.

Douyin doesn't just make empty promises; it actually provides money and promises for the future.

At the same time, Zhang Nan and her operations team launched the Spark Program.

The platform's top 500 creators have all been included in the key signing list.

Provide traffic support, commercialization expectations, and sign long-term contracts if possible; sign exclusive contracts if possible.

Several creators who were being approached by external MCNs hadn't even had time to hesitate before Douyin's people came knocking on their door with contracts.

The people sent by Penguin and Ali quickly sensed that something was wrong.

They originally thought that Douyin would inevitably descend into chaos once it gained momentum.

Young team, soaring data, and huge funding.

This is when it's easiest to reach through a gap.

However, after a few days of testing, all the channels became blocked.

The technical backbone was polite, but remained silent about the core model.

Product manager Zhang Nan was straightforward, only discussing publicly available data and potential collaborations.

The cooperation materials presented by the business team were beautiful, complete, and up to standard.

None of them were the real trump cards.

Even top creators have suddenly found themselves facing an additional layer of contracts.

Someone complained in a low voice.

"Douyin's reaction was too fast."

"Don't their major shareholders understand the internet?"

No one answered.

Because the answer is already there.

Chen Liping.

This middle-aged man, who was originally seen by many as someone with connections, has begun to truly stand at the forefront of Douyin.

……

ByteDance headquarters in Kyoto.

Zhang Ming also received news of internal adjustments at Douyin.

He sat in his office, looking at the report, without saying a word for a long time.

The assistant stood to the side and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Zhang, Douyin has tightened the restrictions on access."

"Um."

"Is this to keep an eye on us?"

Zhang Ming looked up at him.

The assistant immediately shut up.

After a moment, Zhang Ming said, "If Douyin doesn't even have this kind of reaction, I'll be disappointed."

He closed the file.

"Tell the algorithm team that the existing collaboration will continue. Stop discussing stupid things like restricting the interface internally."

The assistant was slightly taken aback.

"But……"

"No buts."

Zhang Ming's voice was very firm.

"Douyin is growing too fast right now. Whoever starts fighting amongst themselves will lose first."

He paused for a moment, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Zhang Ming knew very well that the real person who would decide the fate of Douyin had not yet shown up, and even Chen Liping was now finding it difficult to deal with.

The assistant dared not say anything more, nodded, and left.

The office fell silent again.

Zhang Ming leaned back in his chair, took off his glasses, and rubbed his temples.

The louder the battle cries, the more complicated his feelings became.

ByteDance holds more than 30% of the shares, which is an enormous fortune.

However, Douyin is not controlled by ByteDance.

It feels like planting a tree with your own hands, only to find that its roots are planted in someone else's yard.

He was uncomfortable, but he also knew that ByteDance was far from having the strength to compete.

……

Jiangcheng.

As the school bell rang, the evening glow gently bathed the entire playground.

Su Qingyan stuffed several thick review materials into her schoolbag, zipped it up, and walked side by side with Chen Mo toward the school gate.

With only a few days left until the college entrance examination, the school specially canceled the suffocating evening self-study sessions.

The entrance was already packed with eager parents, who were holding warm milk, cut fruit, and various oral liquids that claimed to boost brainpower.

Looking at the faces of those even more anxious than the test-takers, Su Qingyan turned her head slightly and broke the silence: "Are your parents still nervous?"

"Nervous." Chen Mo recalled how his mother, Li Xiuyun, kept muttering to herself while repeatedly checking her admission ticket last night, and a smile crept onto his lips. "Much more nervous than me going into the exam hall."

Su Qingyan couldn't help but laugh too: "My mom is the same. Lately, she's been asking me what I want to eat every day in different ways. I don't even dare to speak loudly."

She stood on the edge of the curb, balancing herself, then suddenly turned to look at him: "And you?"

"I?"

Are you nervous?

Su Qingyan pursed her lips.

"A little."

She paused, then lowered her voice: "Actually, I know that with your grades, it wouldn't matter if you didn't take the college entrance exam, but it's different for me."

Chen Mo stopped and glanced at her.

The girl lowered her head and gently kicked a small pebble on the roadside with her toe.

"I want to use this exam to go where I want to go."

Su Qingyan took two steps forward on her own before realizing that there was no one beside her.

She paused, somewhat puzzled, and turned around, the wind ruffling the stray hairs by her ears.

"What's wrong?"

Chen Mo looked at her.

"Su Qingyan".

"Um?"

You don't need to chase after me.

Su Qingyan's eyelashes trembled violently, and her hands instinctively gripped the straps of her schoolbag.

Chen Mo continued, "You just need to walk the path you want to walk. My speed doesn't mean yours is slow, nor does it mean you'll be left behind."

In her previous life, she was admitted to a top university in the capital, and she already had a bright future ahead of her. What Chen Mo wanted to do was not to restrict her, but to accompany her.

Su Qingyan stared at him blankly, feeling as if something had hit her heart, and her eyes even felt a little hot.

But she refused to admit defeat.

"You're just being presumptuous... Who said I was going to pursue you?"

"No?" Chen Mo raised an eyebrow.

"no."

Chen Mo smiled.

"That's good."

Su Qingyan gave a soft snort and turned to walk forward.

After walking a few steps, she slowed down again.

After Chen Mo caught up, he whispered, "However, I will try my best to go to the capital."

Chen Mo turned his head to look at her, his gaze relaxing as he looked at the girl's slightly reddened ears.

"Okay, I'll be waiting for you."

Su Qingyan couldn't help but laugh.

The setting sun cast its light on her profile, making her look like a flower in a dream.

............