I turned reality into a romantic comedy

And so, when they came downstairs again, there was another person behind them.

"Dad, when are you going to buy a car?"

Looking at the motorcycle in front of him, which seemed to be about the same size as himself, Chen Junqian subconsciously asked a question. After all, in his memory, his father bought a house, a car, and a new phone after he got a promotion, so it should be about time.

"It'll be quick. Let Xixi sit in the middle, so she doesn't get cold."

Chen Jun put on his helmet and skillfully started the motorcycle. Chen Junqian followed his instructions and helped Chen Xi sit between the two of them. He stretched his arms forward as much as possible to hug his father's waist, trying to keep Chen Xi from getting too much wind.

However, Chen Xi himself thoroughly enjoyed riding his motorcycle at high speed on the roads, where the number of people had decreased by more than half during the Spring Festival. He even spread out his arms with great interest halfway through, showing no sign of getting cold.

In the words of Chen Junqian's grandmother, this is probably what it means for a child to have three fires burning inside them.

Before she knew it, she was back in her hometown. Without hesitation, Chen Xi headed straight for their family's food platter, seemingly ready to have a good meal. The other relatives sitting near the fire pit smiled and made room for her, even urging her to eat and take whatever she wanted without being shy.

Compared to the snack platter at Chen Xi's house, the one arranged by Chen Junqian's grandparents was much simpler. There were almost no packaged snacks; instead, there were all sorts of fried or baked sugar and oil mixtures, which were much more rustic in both variety and style.

However, Chen Xi herself seems to prefer this style, since she really does smear fermented bean curd all over the rice crust from the earthen stove and then crunch it up, enjoying herself immensely.

Qima crisps are shaped like sachima but have a harder texture and are coated with a layer of shiny syrup. Eat them!

Colorful, crispy fried shrimp chips, enjoy!

Round and fragrant egg biscuits, made from rice or millet and mixed with peanuts, sesame seeds, and nuts, and crispy and sweet rice candy—eat them!

All I can say is that if he could farm achievements on his sister, I feel like Chen Junqian could farm the "feeding play" achievement a hundred or a thousand times every Lunar New Year.

The younger sister, her cheeks bulging, brought over the tea that had been poured for her in advance and was now cooled to a drinkable temperature. After the other party drank it down in one gulp, she picked up the kettle and poured her another cup. Chen Junqian suddenly understood the mentality of some mukbang fans. After all, the way some people eat can indeed make people feel good just by watching them, and Chen Xi was one of them.

Perhaps because a sliver of rationality remained in her mind—that it was almost lunchtime and she needed to eat—Chen Xi didn't indulge in snacking until she was full. After filling her stomach, which hadn't had breakfast, and with her intelligence overcoming her instinctive appetite to regain control, she belatedly realized that she was caught in a massive vortex called a group of relatives.

However, Chen Junqian was already aware of his sister's somewhat socially anxious and homebody nature. He quickly pulled her out of the crowd, led her to the room, and made her world relatively quiet again. All that was left was the background noise of last night's Spring Festival Gala being replayed on TV.

Did you watch the Spring Festival Gala last night?

When Chen Xi was alone with Chen Junqian, he was quite relaxed. He casually pulled out a handful of sunflower seeds from his pocket, which he didn't know he had grabbed at some point, and slowly cracked them in his mouth while answering Chen Junqian's questions while looking at the TV screen.

"I watched a little bit with my mom, but it wasn't very interesting."

"I've basically watched all of them. I went to sleep after the 'Unforgettable Tonight' song finished, but it was too noisy and I couldn't sleep much. It should be better in the city?"

"It's a little better, but it's still very noisy. I finally managed to fall asleep with earplugs in, but I still didn't sleep well, otherwise I wouldn't have been unable to get up in the morning."

Looking left and right, Chen Xi noticed the schoolbag that Chen Junqian had brought and placed here. After all, he was going to stay in his hometown during the Spring Festival, so he brought back his winter vacation homework, report card and other things he had picked up from school.

"Brother, have you finished your winter break homework?"

"Not yet, but if I write a little bit every day, I'll finish writing it just before registration."

It can only be said that Chen Junqian has recently started to try to distribute the amount of homework evenly across each day, probably influenced by Zhu Wenyun. In fact, if one’s self-control and self-discipline are really good, this planned homework mode is indeed easier. However, most people tend to accumulate little by little and end up having to finish it in the last two days before the deadline.

"Let me see……"

Seemingly intrigued by the winter break homework of older students like Chen Junqian, Chen Xi eagerly opened his schoolbag after obtaining his permission. However, before even finding the winter break homework titled 'Happy Winter Break,' he had already discovered several of Chen Junqian's final exam papers and his growth record.

Although the award certificate is awarded once a year, the growth record requires recording grades at the end of each semester. Chen Xi curiously flipped to the latest page and saw a series of 100 points in the 'Academic Year Subject Performance Evaluation' for the first semester of fourth grade.

Somewhat shocked, Chen Xi flipped through the few final exam papers she had found again. Looking at the series of checkmarks on them, she fell into deep thought and suddenly realized that she seemed to have forgotten to say something last week on the eve of the Lunar New Year.

How can someone achieve such good grades while reading many books, watching many cartoons, playing many games, and making very good friends?

I glanced again at the message written by the homeroom teacher to the right of the academic performance evaluation; it was also filled with words of praise.

Your performance this semester is absolutely worthy of a perfect score from the teacher. This is not only a compliment to your academic achievements, but also a commendation for your contributions to class affairs and interpersonal relationships.

In school affairs, you are friendly to your classmates, always lend a helping hand to others, and actively participate in various class activities. You are a good assistant to the teacher and a good role model for your classmates.

In interpersonal relationships, you take care of your friends and are always the first to notice their difficulties. Then you use your enthusiasm and care to make them feel the warmth of the world again. These are things that your teachers have always seen.

I wish you continued success next year!

"...That's so exaggerated."

As a student who often received comments from her homeroom teacher such as "I hope to see you work harder next semester" or "You're good at everything, but you don't seem to care much about your studies," this was the first time Chen Xi had seen such an enthusiastic and full-of-praise message from her homeroom teacher. So much so that when she looked up at Chen Junqian again, her eyes seemed to have changed.

Seeing this, even Chen Xi herself suddenly felt a little regretful.

Unfortunately, she was a year younger than her brother.

otherwise.

She might also want to try being in the same class as a brother who is praised by the homeroom teacher, and go to school together.

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Chapter 51: Exclusive Titles (Two-in-One)

To be honest, Chen Xi is actually a pretty easy child to manage. Like most children her age, except for not liking to play outside, computer games and cartoons on TV can easily keep her occupied and allow her to sit quietly and play for an entire afternoon.

However, there is a specific prerequisite: it should ideally be a historical theme. After all, this child is genuinely interested in this kind of content. Last time Chen Junqian saw her, she had already completed the entire game of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms: Cao Cao's Biography". He heard that she is currently working on the "Dynasty Warriors" series. She also watched the animated version of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" broadcast by CCTV twice last year.

Actually, if we're talking about some of the more well-known historical animations in China right now, besides "Romance of the Three Kingdoms," the first thing that comes to Chen Junqian's mind is "Heroes of Qin and Han," which was produced by the same team and is set against the backdrop of the Qin-Han transition period. However, this animation won't be officially broadcast until next year.

If we go back in time, the animated series "Heroes of Sui and Tang Dynasties," which aired in 2003 and was set during the Sui and Tang Dynasties, was actually quite good. However, Chen Xi didn't really like its art style, saying that it looked too much like the Western Olympian gods.

Further down the line, Chen Xi found the 2007 film "Young Detective Dee" a bit scary, so it had to be passed over.

Fortunately, Chen Junqian had watched enough cartoons when he was a child. If we push the timeline back to the Song Dynasty, he dug out the DVD of "The Great Hero Di Qing," which also premiered in 2003 and was rebroadcast on television many times in the following years.

Chen Xi approved of the animation's art style, so on the afternoon of the first day of the Lunar New Year, the two of them closed the door and hid in their room, eating sunflower seeds and snacks while watching the animation.

Rewatching this animation that left a deep impression on him in his childhood, Chen Junqian recalled that his father used to really like the theme song, and would often hum the last line of the theme song, "Asking about the coldness and warmth of the world, I just laugh it off."

"The Song Dynasty, the Song Dynasty came after the Tang Dynasty, right? Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing."

"Yes, the Song Dynasty in this animation is indeed the one after the Tang Dynasty."

Speaking of this, Chen Junqian also recalled two jokes he heard in college about the history department next door. One was about the Song Dynasty. It was said that a student in their department couldn't even distinguish between the Southern Song and the Southern Song Dynasty when he was showing off to his girlfriend in the library. After being pointed out, he actually said, "I am from the history department." From then on, his name spread among the lecturers and professors in the entire department.

Another story involves a misunderstanding caused by an accent. It is said that a history freshman heard the lecturer say "History is the names of dead people" during his first class. He was so shocked that he immediately posted about it on his social media after class. It wasn't until the next class that he realized the lecturer meant "History is what makes people wise".

However, Chen Junqian felt it was too early to tell these historical jokes to the still clueless child in front of him. After all, a joke is no longer funny when it needs to be explained. So Chen Junqian just said it casually and did not continue to explain.

As it turns out, in terms of film quality alone, "The Great Hero Di Qing" is indeed of high standard. Even though Chen Xi had no knowledge of this period of history, with Chen Junqian's constant explanations, she was able to watch it with great interest, her little face still full of joy.

However, since Chen Xi and her family had to go to her grandmother's house for the New Year that evening, around four o'clock, Chen Xi had no choice but to leave with her parents with some reluctance. Considering that today was only the first day of the New Year and there was still a long way to go before the Lantern Festival and the start of school, she felt that she could come over at any time after visiting all the relatives she needed to visit.

After a lively dinner with relatives who were no longer only seen during the Spring Festival, Chen Junqian walked out into the courtyard alone as the adults set up mahjong or card tables in the inner room.

The remnants of the 500 firecrackers set off last night were swept into a corner. Actually, if you were willing to look around, you could find quite a few unexploded small firecrackers inside.

Compared to regular firecrackers, these small firecrackers are louder and more powerful. However, because the fuse is shorter, children who are less daring usually won't choose to do it, and adults will strictly forbid it, since it is indeed quite dangerous and it is easy to get injured if you are not quick enough to release it.

Just as Chen Junqian was staring blankly at the pile of red paper scraps on the ground, wondering if he had done something like this in his past life, he suddenly felt a tap on his left shoulder from behind.

When he subconsciously turned around, the other person hid behind his right shoulder in a blind spot and patted his shoulder, then walked around to Chen Junqian's front as if the prank had succeeded.

The other person was about the same height as him... but it wasn't the young hero Nezha, but Xu Youwei.

Although he knew that Xu Youwei's maternal grandmother's hometown was indeed in the next village, and that she knew where his home was, Chen Junqian was still somewhat surprised when Xu Youwei suddenly showed up at his door on the evening of the first day of the Lunar New Year.

"Why are you here?"

"I told her I was coming to spend the Lunar New Year with my grandma, but she goes to bed early and is already asleep, so I came here alone to visit you—"

As she spoke, Xu Youwei proudly showed Chen Junqian the large bag she was carrying. By the dim light of the street lamps outside the courtyard, it was vaguely visible that it contained all sorts of firecrackers and fireworks.

"Do you know how tiring it is to carry all this stuff over here?"

"Then you might as well just send me a message on QQ and I'll come over and get it for you."

"I don't have a computer or a phone, so where am I supposed to get a QQ account? But since I've already brought it here, if I'm not done playing tonight, I can come back tomorrow night, or you can come pick me up."

"Only tricycles are available."

"Tch, it's not like I haven't ridden in before."

Half a year has passed, and it seems that Xu Youwei's hair has grown longer than before, from ear length to almost shoulder length. This is especially noticeable now that it is all down and she is not wearing any headbands, hair clips, or hair ties.

Unlike the sparklers and fairy wands that we only dared to secretly bring to school and play with after school in deserted alleys, Xu Youwei was clearly well-prepared tonight. Although Chen Junqian had gone to buy firecrackers wholesale with his grandfather every year when he was a child, in terms of variety and style, they were indeed not as good as the big bag that Xu Youwei brought.

"come out."

Seeing that Chen Junqian was still standing there motionless, Xu Youwei didn't say a word and directly grabbed him, dragging him from the yard to the road. Not satisfied, she seemed to want to take him to a darker place without streetlights.

"Firecrackers are more fun in the darkest places."

As she spoke, Xu Youwei seamlessly slipped her hand inside the gloves Chen Junqian was wearing—the ones Zhu Wenyun had given him as a Christmas gift the month before last—and pulled them off with a simple backhand motion.

"It will be inconvenient to press the lighter button while wearing gloves, take them off."

Unlike Chen Junqian's hands, which had been indoors and wearing gloves, Xu Youwei's fingers, which had been carrying bags all the way from outside, were noticeably cold. Chen Junqian unconsciously grasped the fingers she had extended, as if trying to share some of his body heat with her.

When the two of them reached a sparsely lit open area, Xu Youwei nodded with satisfaction, biting the flashlight she had brought with her as she untied the bag in her hand and began to pull out the 'weapons' one by one.

"Let's play with this first. It spins and flies while glowing, it's so pretty."

After picking and choosing two firecrackers that resembled butterflies or bees and had wings around them, Xu Youwei took out a lighter from her pocket and tossed it to Chen Junqian, signaling him to light it.

Using the flashlight the other party had given him, Chen Junqian found the fuse and lit it successfully as Xu Youwei had instructed. The firecracker that had been placed on the ground then, just as the other party had said, emitted beautiful fireworks and rose into the air like a real butterfly, fluttering about one or two meters above the ground until the fuel was completely exhausted before falling back down.

"And then, well, I brought a lot of these things, and these kinds of things are only really fun to play in the dark."

Because the lights were too dim, Xu Youwei deliberately turned off the flashlight when the 'little bee' took off. At this time, Chen Junqian could only vaguely see a figure talking next to him, and then something was stuffed into his hand. Judging from its shape and style, it was the sparkler that the two of them had played with once after school.

However, just as the other party said, unlike the meager two sticks back then, Xu Youwei brought two large bunches today. The effect of lighting them together in the boundless darkness was definitely greater than that time at dusk, almost illuminating the other party's entire face clearly.

But today, Xu Youwei didn't spin around like a gymnast adding a halo around herself like last time. Instead, she imitated Chen Junqian and tried to write her name in the air using the trail of flames left by the fire.

Just like Chen Junqian's character "Qian" with its many strokes, Xu Youwei's character "Wei" is not simple either. Often, the traces of the character disappear completely in the air before she can even finish writing it, no matter how many times she tries.

Just as Chen Junqian was considering whether to suggest that the other party simply write an abbreviation like they did for Christmas last time, Xu Youwei spoke to him first.

The sparkler in her hand was still burning, and the golden sparkles emitted by the flames danced around her like countless fireflies, allowing Chen Junqian to see her expression clearly.

"Let's write together, or separately."

"Then give it a try."

Relighting the flame in his hand, Chen Junqian wrote another name in the air for the first time, a name other than his own.

Just as he finished writing the character 'Xu', Xu Youwei had already left a seemingly unrelated 'Wei' in the air in cursive script.

To be honest, apart from the grass radical at the top, Chen Junqian couldn't see all the strokes below very clearly, but he still cooperated quite well and continued to write without stopping, completing the left and right halves of the character '幼' together with Xu Youwei.

If a camera had been filming the whole thing, it would have been noticeable that the name formed by those three characters actually did pause in the air for a brief moment, maybe half a second or a second. But even if it didn't, the impression left on their retinas was enough to show that they had succeeded, even if it was only for a fleeting instant.

Actually, if he really wanted to try using this thing to leave a mark in the air, Chen Junqian thought that Lin Mu's name, with its simpler strokes and only two characters, would be more suitable. However, seeing Xu Youwei, who was enthusiastically studying how to replicate the name 'Chen Junqian' with him again, he ultimately didn't say it aloud.

"Don't you have a nickname, Chen Junqian?"

After several unsuccessful attempts, Xu Youwei pouted and asked him, somewhat dissatisfied:

“I have a nickname that my mother gave me, Youyou.”

"Young, young?"

"It's not the 'you' in my name, but 'youyou,' the 'youyou' in 'youyou deer's cry.' Although it was indeed because of this homonym that I chose the name at first."

After explaining this, Xu Youwei pressed on with another question:

What about you? Don't you have anything?