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The phone rang for less than two rings in the quiet private room before being answered.

In speakerphone mode, Tian Jun's voice carried clearly across the entire table: "Why did it disconnect just now?"

His tone was casual, as if he were asking what he had eaten that day, completely disregarding the phone call that had just been hung up on.

Zhang Yifan didn't try to hide anything and directly said in public that his classmate had just snatched his phone, not only hung up on him, but also suspected that he wasn't Tian Jun himself.

Tian Jun was silent for a moment on the other end of the phone, and then Zhang Yifan heard a very soft laugh.

It's the kind of laugh that comes from being amused and genuinely finding it funny.

Having been out of the scheming and backstabbing of students and the cutthroat world of business for many years, he seems rather naive now...

Of course, he never expected that his own genius shareholder would also fight over youthful impetuosity.

"Should we make a video and let the classmates see it?"

Zhang Yifan switched the voice message to a video call.

The screen lit up, and Tian Jun, wearing his signature gray shirt, sat at his desk with the white wall of the rice headquarters bearing the logo in the background.

He waved to the camera, speaking casually as if he were having a team-building event with his company's employees: "Hello everyone, I'm Tian Jun. Thank you all for your support of our shareholders."

The private room was silent for about half a second, then it exploded as if someone had poured a ladle of water into a pot of oil.

Liu Wei was the first to stand up, and tears streamed down his face.

It felt like meeting the idol I'd been following for half my life, who had finally stepped out of the screen.

He pointed at the screen, his lips trembling as he managed to utter two words: "President Tian!"

Then he started rambling incoherently about how he bought all the rice products.

He collects every single phone from the first generation to the present, his entire smart home system is from Xiaomi, and even his alarm clock is AreyouOK. Being woken up by his idol every day is the happiest habit of his life.

As he spoke, he pulled out his phone and started snapping photos of the screen, muttering that he was going to post it on WeChat Moments so everyone would know he had a video call with Tian Jun.

Then, with an extremely devout gaze, she looked at Zhang Yifan: "Brother Fan, could you take me to any press conferences in the future? I'll pay for it myself, no need for reimbursement, I can just stand in the last row!"

Zongwen sat beside him, legs crossed, holding a cup of tea that had just been refilled with hot water.

He blew on the tea foam and surveyed the room with the look of someone who had seen the world looking at a group of people who had never seen the world.

Then he turned to Fu Kai and said, "I told you to relax and watch the show. See? This is Fan Ge's daily routine."

Fu Kai almost dropped the teacup from his hand and it fell to the ground.

He quickly steadied the cup and looked at Zhang Yifan, who was surrounded by his classmates.

The student who almost applied for poverty relief a year ago and only dared to eat two vegetarian dishes a day in the cafeteria is now chatting and laughing with the founder of Dami Technology on his mobile phone.

On the screen, Tian Jun was waving and greeting the students at the table, his tone casual, as if he were chatting with his own younger relatives.

He suddenly realized that for the first time in his more than 20 years of teaching, he felt that he "couldn't see through" a student.

As the homeroom teacher, he had absolutely no idea what this child had gone through.

But he didn't say anything. He just picked up his teacup, took a sip, and stood on the periphery of the crowd, watching quietly.

He thought to himself, "These kids are so insensible!"

Didn't you see the teacher has been standing in the back for a long time? He also wants to chat with Mr. Lei!

Zhang Yang completely wilted the moment the video call connected.

He slumped into the chair, his back sliding down against the backrest, as if his spine had been removed.

He kept replaying in his mind the scene of snatching Zhang Yifan's phone, hanging up on Tian Jun, and saying into the microphone, "You still want Tian Jun? I still want Luo Dazui!"

The more I thought about it, the more embarrassed I felt, and the more I felt like a complete fool.

If he could do it all over again, he would never do something so stupid!

Tian Jun chatted with his classmates for a few minutes in the video call, then casually asked, "Which student grabbed the phone just now?"

There was no blame in his tone; in fact, there was a hint of curiosity.

Chun Chun wanted to know who this young man who called himself "Big Mouth Luo" really was, and whether he also had squinty eyes.

Several classmates, eager for a good show, all pointed at Zhang Yang.

He forced himself to squeeze through the crowd, bent over, his face flushed red, and repeatedly apologized to the screen:

"Mr. Tian, ​​I'm so sorry! I acted impulsively and grabbed your phone, and I even cursed at you..."

I really am...

Tian Jun waved his hand and said with a smile, "It's good that young people are energetic, just don't be so impulsive in the future."

Finally, Tian Jun exchanged a few pleasantries with Zhang Yifan, urging him to make sure he attended, saying, "You're such an irresponsible shareholder, you've never even been to the group once!"

After hanging up the video call, Zhang Yifan looked at Zhang Yang.

Before he could even speak, Zhang Yang stood up and bowed his head, apologizing in front of everyone.

When he said, "Let's go see Lin Wanqing go to a university," his voice no longer held any pride, only resignation.

But then I thought about it again.

It seems Zhang Yifan has really given up on pursuing Lin Wanqing. Lin Wanqing hasn't decided which university to attend yet, so who knows, he might actually get the better deal by being close to her.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth even curved slightly.

Lin Wanqing sat opposite her, without saying a word from beginning to end.

The smile on her face stiffened, and then transformed into an indescribable and complex expression.

The bet Zhang Yifan made wasn't a disguised confession at all; he never intended to go to the same university as her from the beginning.

He wanted to push her even further away, so far that his life trajectory would never intersect with her again.

She lowered her head, her fingers clenching white on the edge of the table, and never looked up at him again.

Fu Kai stood up with his teacup in hand, looked at Zhang Yifan, and said that this was the class he was most proud of, and the first time he had ever felt that he couldn't understand a student, but he was proud of him.

Zhang Yifan raised his glass to thank Teacher Fu for his three years of guidance, and everyone at the table followed suit, including Zhang Yang.

After the show ended, Zhang Yifan got into the new car, and Zong Wen shamelessly sat in the passenger seat. After closing the door, he began to remark that tonight's events were even more exciting than a TV drama.

Although his car only hit the tow hook, the young lady in black stockings still drove it back to the 4S shop for a detailed inspection.

Zhang Yifan ignored him and started the car.

The phone screen lit up briefly.

Tian Jun sent a message: "I forgot to mention earlier that the press conference is scheduled for August 20th. You can bring your family members along."

Zhang Yifan paused for a moment, then burst out laughing.

Zong Wen asked what was making him laugh, and Zhang Yifan turned his phone screen towards him.

Zong Wen looked at the message Tian Jun sent and said with a smile, "Bringing your family along? Do I take that to mean you're bringing Shen, the school beauty?"

Zhang Yifan's lips curled into a smile: "I'm not telling you!"

Zong Wen looked at Zhang Yifan with disdain: "You're such a repressed pervert!"

Zhang Yifan put down his phone, shifted gears, and drove away from the hotel parking lot.

Tsinghua University is waiting for him, Shen Zhiyi is waiting for him, and a whole new world is waiting for him.