So what if I only have a junior college degree? It won't stop me from marrying the bureau chief

In the living room, Lin Nanshan was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper.

"dad."

Lin Mu greeted him with a smile.

Lin Nanshan looked up at his son and nodded.

"Okay, let's eat."

Lin Mu didn't say anything more, picked up the bowl and started eating the noodles.

"Slow down, no one's going to take it from you."

Zhou Yiyun kept nagging as she put eggs into Lin Mu's bowl.

"Thank you, Mom."

Lin Mu finished his noodles in a few bites, then looked up and stared intently at the two elders.

"Dad, Mom, I'm not going to work anymore. So what if I have a college degree? I can still support you in your old age."

Hearing Lin Mu's words, Zhou Yiyun was stunned for a moment. She looked Lin Mu up and down, and then turned to look at Lin Nanshan.

"Honey, is your son running a fever?"

"Mom, I'm fine."

Lin Mu got up and walked to the coffee table, poured two cups of tea, and then carried the tea to Lin Nanshan and Zhou Yiyun.

"It was my fault before, I always made you angry. Don't worry, I definitely won't mess around anymore! But before that..."

Lin Mu placed the tea in front of the two elders, scratching his head with an embarrassed smile.

"Dad, Mom, can I get an advance of 50 yuan? I need to pack."

After listening to Lin Mu's words, Lin Nanshan and Zhou Yiyun exchanged a glance, and then silently began to scrutinize Lin Mu.

After a long while, Zhou Yiyun wiped her eyes and gently slapped Lin Mu.

"You brat, didn't I say I'd give it to you later? What's with this whole charade?"

Lin Nanshan then stood up and patted Lin Mu on the shoulder.

"it is good."

He took out 200 yuan and handed it to Lin Mu.

"Stop acting like a slut."

"Alright."

Lin Mu didn't say much. He stuffed all the money into his pocket, stood up, and walked out.

As Lin Mu reached the door, with his back to his parents, he suddenly spoke.

"Dad, Mom, I'm sorry for what I did before."

Without waiting for a reply, Lin Mu stepped out, leaving Lin Nanshan and Zhou Yiyun looking at each other in bewilderment.

……

"Clang, clang, thud..."

Not long after he left the house, Lin Mu's phone rang.

I took out my Nokia and saw the caller ID: Wang Zixing

Lin Mu grinned and pressed the call button.

"Hey, Xing, what's up?"

"Brother Lin."

Wang Zixing's voice came through the phone.

Are you going to the party tonight?

"Go ahead, why don't you go?"

Wang Zixing was silent for a while on the phone.

"Brother Lin, don't be angry when I tell you this, but Song Xinghe wants to confess to Goddess Jiang tonight. I... I was afraid you would take action, so I didn't tell you."

"Confess your feelings?"

Lin Mu was taken aback, then chuckled softly.

"She would never accept someone else's confession. Come find me at Leifeng Pagoda later, and we'll go together tonight."

"What do you mean you don't want to go to jail? I really won't lay a hand on you!"

After repeatedly assuring him that he wouldn't take any action, Lin Mu hung up the phone.

He stroked his chin, recalling the events in his mind as he walked.

"Jiang Wan was being forced to drink today, and I've had too much to drink, so..."

Looking in the direction of Jiang Wan's house from his memory, Lin Mu subconsciously swallowed.

"Are we going to do 'that' again tonight?"

……

"Brother Lin!"

At the foot of Leifeng Pagoda, a burly figure, about 1.83 meters tall, waved from afar.

Lin Mu stubbed out his cigarette and waved with a smile.

"Xing, do you miss your brother Lin?"

"Haven't we seen each other for just two days?"

Wang Zixing scratched his head.

Lin Mu then put his arm around the young Wang Zixing and pointed to the barbershop not far away.

"Who cares? Let's go, let's help your brother Lin get his blond hair shaved off first."

"Brother Lin, isn't this your favorite hairstyle? I'm thinking of getting it done when my hair grows out."

"What's so interesting about this messy hairstyle?"

Lin Mu put his arm around Wang Zixing's shoulder and pulled him toward the barbershop.

On the way, Lin Mu continued to earnestly persuade him.

"Xing, you must never touch stocks again; you can't handle them."

"Brother Lin, you seem different."

Wang Zixing looked at Lin Mu with a puzzled expression, but apart from noticing that his eyes had become more profound, nothing else had changed.

"Is there?"

Lin Mu touched his chin and couldn't help but smile.

"Let's put that aside for now, Xing, any plans for university? Why don't you follow your brother Lin? Brother Lin will guarantee you a life of luxury!"

Just as Lin Mu was speaking eloquently, a voice came and interrupted their conversation.

"Lin Mu? Wang Zixing?"

Following the sound, Wang Zixing froze, awkwardly touching his thigh.

Lin Mu squinted and chuckled softly.

"What a small world!"

Not far away, five or six young men and women were walking towards them.

Leading the way was the deputy class monitor, Chen Zihao, dressed in a brand-name tracksuit.

Behind them, a girl in a white dress stood out in the crowd.

"Lin, Brother Lin, it's, it's Goddess Jiang."

Wang Zixing stammered and whispered in Lin Mu's ear, while constantly rubbing his hands together.

Lin Mu didn't speak; he was gazing intently at Jiang Wan's pretty face.

"It really hasn't changed much. How did you manage that?"

Lin Mu muttered to himself.

However, he immediately turned his attention to Chen Zihao.

He still remembered that in his previous life, Chen Zihao said he would help him start a business, but instead he took all of his capital.

Lin Mu put on a bright smile, strode forward, and put his arm around Chen Zihao's neck.

"Bang bang bang!"

Lin Mu slapped Chen Zihao hard on the back.

"Holy crap! Lin Mu, what are you doing?!"

Chen Zihao winced in pain and tried desperately to break free.

"Haozi! My good vice class monitor!"

Lin Mu gripped his neck tightly, while his other hand roughly ruffled his hair.

"I've missed you so much in two days!"

"Gently, gently!"

Chen Zihao was being strangled and struggling to breathe.

At this moment, Jiang Wan, who was standing at the back of the crowd, also turned her gaze to the two of them.

She tilted her head slightly, but soon looked away.

"Come on, Haozi, come with me inside to get a haircut. By the way, I have something to tell you."

Lin Mu held Chen Zihao tightly and dragged him toward the barbershop by the roadside.

……

"Buzz..."

In the barbershop, clumps of yellow hair were scattered on the floor.

Lin Mu sat casually in the chair, a Hongtashan cigarette dangling from his mouth.

He exhaled a breath of immortal energy and glanced at Chen Zihao sitting to the side.

"Haozi, what are you guys wandering around for?"

Chen Zihao rubbed his sore neck and pursed his lips in annoyance.

"I'll invite the homeroom teacher to the dinner, but there's a high chance they won't come, since they're getting old."

Lin Mu didn't seem to mind, and asked again, "What are your plans for the future?"

"What kind of plans can I have? I'll just go to university."

Chen Zihao waved his hand impatiently.

"At least I managed to get a bachelor's degree, unlike you."

Lin Mu ignored his sarcasm and simply flicked his cigarette ash.

"Have you submitted your driver's license application?"

Upon hearing this question, Chen Zihao looked at Lin Mu with a puzzled expression.

"Not yet? What's it to you?"

Let me tell you the truth.

Lin Mu glanced at him through the mirror.

"There are too many people taking the driving test this summer. If you register now, you might have to wait until August for the first subject, not to mention the second and third subjects. You definitely won't get your driver's license before school starts."

Upon hearing this, Chen Zihao frowned and thought for a few dozen seconds before looking up at Lin Mu.

"What are you trying to say?"

Lin Mu chuckled, then said in a serious tone, "My cousin works at the vehicle management office."

Lin Mu lowered his voice and leaned closer to Chen Zihao.

"He has a way to expedite things, so he'll definitely get his degree before the start of the semester. If you want it, I'll ask my uncle to reserve a spot for you."

"real?"

Chen Zihao looked at Lin Mu with a mixture of belief and doubt.

Why would I lie to you?

Lin Mu leaned back in his chair, rubbing his hands together somewhat awkwardly.

"However, money for cigarettes and alcohol is essential. You know, we always have to grease palms with the higher-ups."

Lin Mu paused for a moment, then continued (hype).

"Pay 500 yuan first to reserve your spot. If you're short on cash, that's fine. Fatty Wang from the next class was pestering me for it yesterday."

"No, no, no! I want it!"

Chen Zihao finally nodded and took out 200 yuan from his pocket.

"I only have two hundred on me, I'll give you the rest next time."

Seeing this, Lin Mu nodded magnanimously.

"Okay, I'll reserve it for you first."

Lin Mu took the money, put it in his pocket, and said with a smile, "Wait for the letter."

Ten minutes later, the glass door of the barbershop was pushed open.

"They're out, they're out, Lin..."

Wang Zixing was the first to turn around.

When he saw Lin Mu come out of the door, he opened his mouth in surprise.

Without that messy blond hair, he almost didn't recognize Lin Mu.

Jiang Wan stood under the shade of a tree and quietly glanced at Lin Mu, who was striding towards her.

Lin Mu ignored the gazes of the other students and finally stopped in front of Jiang Wan.

Jiang Wan rolled her eyes, thinking that Lin Mu was here to confess his feelings again, and was thinking of how to reject him.

But Lin Mu's next words clearly took her by surprise.

"Jiang Wan, wait for me tonight."