The early morning sunlight filtered through the gap in the curtains, casting a long and thin spot of light on Ouyang Guang's desk. The silver bell on the amulet swayed gently, making a tiny sound.

After washing up, Ouyangguang put on a simple white T-shirt with a black jacket on the outside.

He carefully stuffed the red envelope his mother had prepared into his inner pocket, and checked the specialty for Sister Minzhi again - that was the jar meat made by Aunt He herself, tightly wrapped in lotus leaves, and specifically instructed to keep it refrigerated.

Zhang Yixing was already waiting for him outside, "Good morning, Xiaoguang, are you ready?" He smiled and patted Ouyang Guang's shoulder, "Sister Minzhi seems to have a lot to tell you today."

“Yes, everything is ready.” Ouyang Guang nodded and picked up the bag of local specialties. “Brother Yixing, can you help me get this for Sister Minzhi?”

The two chatted all the way to the company building. Spring came slowly in Seoul. The cherry blossom trees on the roadside had just sprouted buds, but there was already a hint of warmth in the air.

Arriving at the company, Ouyang Guang separated from Yixing and went into Minzhi's office.

Jin Minzhi was sitting at her desk reading documents. When she saw him come in, she immediately put down what she was holding and smiled gently: "Xiaoguang is back. How was your Spring Festival?"

"I'm fine. Thank you, Sister Minzhi, for your concern." Ouyangguang put the bag on the table. "My family asked me to bring this to you. They're making jar meat at home."

"Oh, thank you so much, thank them for me." Kim Min-ji opened the bag, smelled the lotus leaf wrapped pork ribs, and showed a surprised expression, "It must be delicious, I will enjoy it!"

"As long as you like it." Ouyang Guang smiled.

"By the way," Kim Min-ji put away her smile and said seriously, "You will be enrolling in Seoul International High School in March. Have you prepared all the school documents?"

"Everything is ready. It's in this file bag." Ouyang Guang took out a thick file bag from his backpack and handed it to Jin Minzhi.

Jin Minzhi took it, looked through it carefully, and nodded: "Yes, it's all here. But Xiaoguang, you have to be mentally prepared. It will be very hard to balance your studies and training."

"The company will also apply to the school for special permission so that students do not have to attend some activity classes and have more time for training."

"I know, Sister Minzhi, I will try my best." Ouyangguang said firmly.

"Okay, I believe you." Jin Minzhi patted his shoulder, "Go to training, and come to me if you have any problems."

"Okay." Ouyang Guang nodded.

Coming out of Minzhi's office, I happened to meet Kim Jong-in and Kim Moon-kyu on the way. When they saw Ouyang Guang, they immediately ran over excitedly: "Xiao Guang! You're back!"

"Yes, I came back yesterday." Ouyang Guang smiled and bumped fists with the two of them, then took out a red envelope from his pocket, "This is a new red envelope my mother asked me to give you."

"Wow, thank you Auntie!" Kim Jong-in happily took the red envelope and shook it like a child.

"Xiaoguang, thank my aunt for me!" Jin Wenkui also said to Ouyang Guang with gratitude.

Then, he went to find Park Chanyeol and Wu Yifan. Ouyangguang gave them red envelopes one by one, and everyone was very happy and thanked Ouyangguang's mother.

"Xiao Guang, did you bring any delicious food this time?" Park Chanyeol asked expectantly, rubbing his hands.

"I brought a lot of local specialties," Ouyang Guang said with a smile, "Come to my dormitory tonight to get them. I've prepared them for you."

"That's great!" Park Chanyeol shouted excitedly, "I love eating delicious food the most!"

Throughout the day, after each class, Ouyangguang would give his teachers the local specialties he brought from home, and the teachers from previous classes also gave them some.

In the evening, Ouyangguang's dormitory was bustling with activity. Kim Jong-in, Park Chan-yeol, Wu Yifan, Kim Moon-kyu and others came, and everyone gathered around the coffee table, sharing the things Ouyangguang brought.

"This Dongjiang fish is delicious," Jin Zhongren said as he ate it. "It's spicy and very satisfying."

"And this chicken biscuit," Park Chanyeol picked up a piece, "It's fragrant and crispy, so delicious."