I turned reality into a romantic comedy.

PS2: The new group should be next month. As mentioned before, it will be divided into a regular large group and a full subscription group. That's all.

Chapter 39: No one can stop me from taking a vacation! (5k2)

While cooking, or rather, culinary skills are a basic skill that most female protagonists seem to possess from the very beginning in the world of romantic comedies, this skill is also inherent in the childhood friend of the male protagonist, who appears with a lot of goodwill from the moment she enters the story and refreshes her home.

However, as the male protagonist of a romantic comedy in real life, Chen Junqian still wants to seriously point out one thing: even in Japan, where there are supposedly housekeeping courses, cooking is definitely not a life skill that everyone can master.

It would be better to ask middle school students of this age to help their families wash rice and cook a meal, or to make dumplings or noodles when they are home alone. Most of them would be completely bewildered by the various appliances and would end up going downstairs to buy two bags of instant noodles in the era before food delivery platforms became popular across the country.

In fact, Chen Junqian was the same in his previous life. So much so that when he went on a study tour organized by his high school in the second half of this year, his class, Class 9, couldn't find anyone who could handle ingredients and cook. In the end, the homeroom teacher couldn't stand it anymore and chose to cook two dishes himself. It can only be said that the chaotic study tour left a deep impression on Chen Junqian in every sense.

It was precisely because of this that not only Chen Xi, whose mind was a little dizzy from Chen Junqian's answer, but even Wang Hongling, who had just woken up in the morning, was stunned when she opened the door and saw the breakfast spread out on the dining table in the living room. She wondered what kind of fairy godmother had appeared. She thought that there was hardly any food left from the braised chicken and snails she had cooked last night.

Fortunately, Zhu Wenyun, who had just come out of the kitchen washing her hands, dispelled her mother's wild thoughts. She deftly took off her apron and placed it aside, while smiling and greeting Wang Hongling.

"Auntie, you're up! You've come to bother me so early in the morning. I've poured you a glass of hot water. Drinking water in the morning is good for your health."

It has to be said that if Zhu Wenyun had handed over tea at this moment, Wang Hongling would have really imagined a scene of a daughter-in-law serving tea to her parents-in-law on the first day after the wedding, and today really does seem to be the first day of the new year.

There's no way around it. Judging from her generation's views on choosing a partner, Zhu Wenyun, who is tall and can earn her own money, is definitely a girl who can be both elegant and domestic. There's really nothing wrong with her. Even though Wang Hongling thinks that her favorite girl is definitely Lin Mu, it doesn't seem like this is a bad option.

It's fair to say that at an age when parents are still worrying about their children's high school entrance exam results, she's already thinking about all sorts of nonsense. But since Chen Junqian doesn't need her or Chen Jun to worry about anything, it's not so bad for her to retire early.

"Why did Wenyun come over today? And she made so much breakfast. I didn't even know she was sleeping inside. Otherwise, I definitely wouldn't have let you do all this work by yourself."

With this in mind, Wang Hongling chuckled and took a sip of the hot water. Although the other party didn't come to her house often, she was sure she still knew them. After all, her son's social circle wasn't small, but it was a group of kids she had been playing with for years, kids she had watched grow up.

"Since it's a holiday today and I've finished writing my new book, I can relax a bit lately, so I thought I'd come and ask Junqian to go out shopping together. As for breakfast, there's nothing special. He always comes to my house to help with cooking. Seeing that Junqian hadn't gotten up yet, I made breakfast for him."

"I'm so sorry, Xiaoxi—where's your brother? He's still not up? We have guests at home."

"They're here, they're here! It's a holiday, and they're already urging us to get up early this morning."

Wearing slippers, Chen Junqian came out of his bedroom upon hearing the noise. Chen Xi had already run back to his own home to wash up. He also walked to the sink, stood down, yawning, and took out his toothpaste and toothbrush to brush his teeth.

"...Why are you staring at me?"

With his head down, Chen Junqian brushed his teeth for a couple of strokes before he saw Zhu Wenyun standing behind him in the mirror. He spat out a mouthful of toothpaste foam and complained.

"Observe your childhood sweetheart."

"Then you win."

"It's 2015 already."

"Why are you suddenly reminiscing about this again?"

"Because it really felt like time had suddenly flown by, even though it felt like we had just met yesterday."

“Oh, Mu Mu said the opposite of what you said in her greeting card a few days ago. She thinks time passes very slowly and hopes it will pass even slower.”

"I see. But I can understand her quite well. Speaking of which, the content of your two greeting cards is still a mystery to me. Actually, when I was writing my new book last year, I really wanted to copy an original text into it, but in the end I had to make it up myself. My brain has become simpler."

"Huh? Why?"

"Because I was trying to simulate Lin Mu's thoughts and her writing habits, but that was too difficult for me. So in the end I just used the perspective of a third party. I didn't have much pressure writing from Xu Youwei's first-person perspective. Maybe it's because the parts that were the hardest for me to understand were actually quite easy to understand? I guess it's just a naive version of some of my ideas."

"So, for Wenjun, Mumu was actually the one who was more difficult to write about?"

"Well, when I first started writing, I thought it was a very simple character design, but once I started describing her as the female lead, it became quite complicated. She's probably the female lead I spent the most time on. In the end, I presented her in a peeling-the-onion style, revealing her complete personality bit by bit. Of course, towards the end of the book, it had little to do with Lin Mu and Xu Youwei anymore, since their ages didn't match up by the middle."

"It sounds like some kind of mysterious future projection process."

"I still think it's better not to have such a future. After all, although Junqian asked me to write a happy ending, the process still contained a lot of my wicked sense of humor."

"But you can also think of it the other way around. Although the process was bumpy, the ending was still happy. Wouldn't that sound much better? Knowing the ending would put readers at ease."

"Each has its own advantages. Anyway, Junqian will be able to see it after the new book is published. Remember to let me know your thoughts as soon as possible."

"No problem, so the book title has been decided now?"

"not yet."

"Why hasn't it been decided yet?"

"Because Lulu means that the editorial department wants me to take this opportunity to create a long series?"

"A long series?"

"Well, it doesn't necessarily have to be the same protagonist, as long as it takes place in the same world. For the kind of youth campus novels I write, the main stage of the story is usually set in the same middle school in the same place. I've heard that this makes it easier to build up popularity, and then the adaptation into a film or television series will be much smoother."

"I see. But I think Wenjun could try adapting it into a web series. Compared to going on TV or in theaters, it would be much easier, and the market is actually quite large."

"Web series... I think I've heard Sister Lulu talk about it before. There have indeed been several such rumors circulating in the industry recently. Since Junqian said so, I'll go back and talk to her about it too."

"it is good."

After washing his face with a hot towel, Chen Junqian nodded. He had his own reasons for making such a suggestion to Zhu Wenyun. Domestic web dramas are indeed going to have their first boom in the next two years, and many excellent works on the theme of youth and campus have emerged. If he remembered correctly, "The Best of Us" from August Chang'an Zhenhua High School Trilogy started filming this year and will be released on iQiyi next year and achieve great commercial success.

He was aware of Zhu Wenyun's family situation and knew that she was deliberately preventing him from directly intervening in her family disputes as he had with Shen Nianqiu. However, this did not mean that Chen Junqian would always be a bystander. Since she felt that money could solve the problem, he would naturally try to make her feel more confident.

Suddenly, for no apparent reason, Chen Junqian thought of a song by a singer who hadn't yet become famous through a certain online variety show, and he hummed it to himself for amusement:

If one day I become very rich, I can keep everyone by my side.

Enjoy eating, drinking, and chatting happily every day, without worrying about tomorrow or parting.

Let's hope so.

In fact, no matter how much value is given to the New Year, January 1st or the first day of the Lunar New Year in the Gregorian or Lunar calendar will not really bring about any major changes to a person's life or make it suddenly brand new. Those who need to study hard will still study hard, and those who are still confused will still be confused. Except for a certain younger sister who went back to secretly review the movie "The Sky of Fate" after that day, Chen Junqian's daily life can be said to have hardly changed, and he transitioned to the end of January in an orderly manner.

According to usual practice, this should be the time when students receive the winter break notification from the school, since even the specific dates for the final exams have been set. However, when the students in each class of the third year of junior high school actually received the notification slips from their homeroom teachers, they were all dumbfounded.

Teacher Wang's expression today was unnaturally grave, with a forced kindness that seemed to be trying to disguise bad news as a gift, and the helplessness of a working person suddenly learning they had to work overtime. The groundwork was already being laid while the students were passing the reply slips around:

"Dear students, as you all know, the final year of junior high school is a watershed moment in life. In order to ensure that you don't fall behind from the very beginning, after careful consideration by the school leaders and the strong request of the parents' committee..."

Chen Junqian, sitting in the back row by the window—the standard male lead seat—wasn't surprised at all. However, Zhong Yu, sitting next to him, was completely stunned. Even his left hand, which had been twirling a pen, stopped. Chen Junqian could clearly read those two words in the other's eyes:

It’s over.

"The school has decided to hold an intensive winter break training camp for gifted students, starting after the final exams and continuing until the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month. The camp will continue when we return to school on the sixth day of the first lunar month."

A brief, deathly silence fell over the classroom.

Immediately afterwards, as if a bomb had exploded at the bottom of the once calm lake, with a loud bang, the entire Class 5, no, the entire junior high school building, instantly erupted in a wail powerful enough to blow off the roof.

"The 28th? Old Wang, you might as well kill me! I should be putting up Spring Festival couplets by the 28th!"

"Even the production team's donkeys can't be treated like this!"

"Is this tutoring? This is jail! This is illegal detention!"

"My Sanya trip is here! I've already bought the plane tickets!"

Chen Junqian stared blankly at the "Letter to Parents" that had just been handed to him. It still said "participation is voluntary" as usual, and below it were the fee schedule and a signature box, without even leaving an option to disagree.

"These school leaders have gone mad."

Zhong Yu, reacting strongly, crumpled the receipt into a ball and slammed it onto the table, muttering under his breath:

"If it's about money, can I just pay and then not come? Why keep making up payments until two days before Chinese New Year? What kind of New Year is that? We might as well just stay at school and make dumplings!"

It can only be said that he is indeed one of the initiators who started the networking in Chen Junqian's memory in his previous life. As soon as Zhong Yu complained a couple of times, while the classmates next to him were still sighing, he had already started thinking of a solution.

"But speaking of which, Qian'er, isn't his kind of paid tutoring illegal? I heard they've been investigating this old Yan lately. The math teacher from the next class has even moved his weekend tutoring sessions to the underground parking lot. He just pulls down the shutter door when he's teaching, like he's doing something thieving."

"Of course, shall we?"

"Of course we'll do it."

After all, they are the two carries in the Rift. Although compared to the AD carry who is almost embarrassed to add, the mid laner mainly relies on him to exert force in every game, the tacit understanding between the two is still unquestionable. Chen Junqian, who came here for this reason, spoke up and Zhong Yu picked up on his words.

"You can easily find the phone numbers for the Municipal Education Bureau and the Provincial Education Department on their official websites. Let's switch identities and give them a piece of our mind. If they think that students opposing tutoring is just being lazy, then we can impersonate parents and teachers. The former is showing concern for the children, and the latter is upholding educational fairness. That's a sure thing."

"The two of us alone are not enough. If we break the phone, it will be treated as an isolated case. We need to recruit more people, and it would be best if we could bombard the phone non-stop for several hours."

Zhong Yu was thrilled with Chen Junqian's proposed plan and eagerly prepared to get started.

"You don't need to worry about these things. I have several unused phones at home, and I wouldn't even be heartbroken if they were confiscated. I can also recruit people, but my side is all men. Qian'er, you are responsible for recruiting two girls over. Lin Mu is out of the question; she's not suited for this."

“I know. Remember not to use a student’s tone when you call. Use an adult’s logic. I’ve already prepared a script for you. Either complain about the high school fees and your family’s financial difficulties, but the school implies that you will fall behind if you don’t get extra tutoring. Or, if you are a teacher, say that the school is forcing you to work overtime. If you are a student at another school, say that you are reporting Guoning Middle School for disrupting the educational environment and engaging in vicious competition.”

"That's so mean, I love it. Qian'er, you're really smart. No wonder you're number one in the grade. You've thought of everything in just a minute or two, making it seem like you already knew it."

"Actually, I already knew. Did you forget that I have a good relationship with the teacher? I found out at the end of last class."

"As expected of you."

Zhong Yu nodded as he wrote on the paper, then asked in a rather childish way:

What is the operation's code name?

"Why is there an operation code name?"

"Because he's handsome."

"Then let's call it going home for the New Year."

"Don't tell me, you really shouldn't tell me."

After talking with Chen Junqian, Zhong Yu looked at Lu Cheng, the class monitor sitting in front of him.

"Can we trust Lao Lu? Won't he tattle on us to the homeroom teacher?"

"Um, is it possible that the homeroom teacher is also on our side? What kind of good person would be willing to stay at school and tutor students until the 28th of the twelfth lunar month? Putting aside the overtime pay, to put it bluntly, they could easily earn more by running a small class during their winter break."

“That makes sense. I’ll go prepare now. Qian’er, remember to recruit people too. Xu Youwei is a good choice; she doesn’t sound like a child like Lin Mu.”

"Don't worry, I'll get you a top-notch voice changer."

"Then I'll be looking forward to it."

Half an hour later, during dinner time, a silent underground mobilization unfolded throughout the ninth grade. In the restrooms, at stairwell corners, and behind the school store, small slips of paper with the Education Bureau's hotline and scripted lines were secretly passed among the students. A fast-food restaurant near the school gate became a makeshift command center, where a boy Zhong Yu had dragged over had already begun reciting his lines in a high-pitched voice:

"Hello? Is this the Education Bureau? Oh dear, I'm a parent of a student at Guoning Middle School... Yes, yes, I have a big issue to report! Is your policy to reduce student workload actually being implemented? My child is in the final year of junior high, and is already physically weak. The school is pushing them to their limits! Tutoring until 28? They're treating our kids like animals! I'm going to complain! Fees? Yes, they charged, but they didn't even give us receipts! What? How much? It's not cheap. Although it's said to be voluntary, the teachers called out names in the group chat, so who dares not to go..."

After finishing the recording, the group listened to the sound again, and finally made a V sign, sweating profusely but looking excited.

Next up was Gu Lingguo, who had been pulled over by Chen Junqian. After clearing her throat, she revealed a rather intellectual and mature voice:

"Hello, I would like to anonymously report Guoning Middle School's illegal operations. I am a teacher at another middle school in our city, and yes, I don't want to reveal my name. What I want to say is that Guoning Middle School's blatant violation of educational principles and disregard for the bans from higher authorities in providing tutoring has seriously damaged the image of education in our city. If you don't take any action, I will have no choice but to call the provincial department or even the media. Yes, I have evidence; I have taken a picture of the notice and will send it to the mayor's mailbox immediately."

Without even listening to the recording, the group immediately began to respectfully lean back as soon as Gu Lingguo spoke, and after she finished, they cheered and applauded together. For a moment, everyone in the fast food restaurant was looking in their direction.

Gu Linguo herself did not expect such a enthusiastic response and was a little at a loss for words. In the end, Chen Junqian happily helped her out of the predicament with a smile.

It can only be said that after ten years of hard work learning dubbing, no one cared, but one day he impersonated a parent and made a report, and the world knew.