The moment Bai Ye left Ye Qingcheng's house.
The girl, still in bed, blushed instantly, so ashamed she wanted to disappear into nowhere.
She feels dizzy and her memory of last night is hazy. She gets a headache as soon as she wakes up.
However, she actually woke up a little earlier than Bai Ye in the morning. Although she was still a bit confused due to the effects of alcohol, she realized that she was in Bai Ye's arms.
This was the first time she had been so intimate with him; her mind was on fire, she felt like she was about to explode.
Immediately after Bai Ye suddenly woke up, she quickly pretended to still be asleep.
Then came Bai Ye's next move, and she didn't dare open her eyes until Bai Ye closed the door and left.
She didn't know what to do anymore; her head was throbbing, and she felt both aches and embarrassment.
After an unknown amount of time, there was a sudden knock on the door. Ye Qingcheng panicked and quickly closed her eyes.
Then Bai Ye, feeling guilty, peeked out and looked at Ye Qingcheng, who was still sleeping with her eyes closed.
He held emergency medication and a bottle of mineral water and placed them by her bedside.
He looked at Ye Qingcheng with a puzzled expression; her eyes were closed but her face was flushed.
Bai Ye asked in a low voice, "Is she running a fever?"
Bai Ye then reached out and placed the back of his hand on Ye Qingcheng's forehead. He found that her forehead was not hot, but he was still a little worried, since cold hands are not a reliable indicator of body temperature.
So Bai Ye left the room, went to the cabinet where she had previously searched for Yunnan Baiyao, found the fever reducer, and placed it next to the hangover cure.
Bai Ye then left; if he didn't hurry to get to school, he would be late.
Before leaving, Bai Ye sent a message to Ye Qingcheng.
Bai Ye: There are hangover cures nearby. Remember to take one when you wake up. If you feel feverish or uncomfortable, take a cold medicine.
Bai Ye then rode off on his electric scooter.
Ye Qingcheng held her phone, staring blankly at the message Bai Ye had sent, feeling shy and at a loss for what to do.
He stared at Bai Ye's profile picture on his phone for a long time, then put down his phone, lay on the bed, and looked at the ceiling, lost in thought.
Memories of last night are slowly coming back to me.
Was my drunken declaration of liking someone really just drunken talk?
She couldn't help but ask herself the same question.
An answer surfaced in her mind that she could not escape no matter how much she wanted to.
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Because of the tight schedule, Bai Ye didn't have a chance to wash up, and his hair was all messy, making him look like an unkempt guy.
But there was nothing he could do. He had rushed off to buy the medicine at breakneck speed, and by the time he returned, he only had fifteen minutes left. After all that running around, he only had five minutes left before he arrived at school.
When he rushed to the classroom, he discovered something important: he...didn't bring his books.
But it doesn't really matter, it's not important. After all, this kind of easy course on innovation and entrepreneurship is completely useless to someone like him who has no intention of starting a business or any ideas about it.
Even if this teacher is the head of the department, she knows perfectly well who this kind of class is useful to and who is useless to.
For people with entrepreneurial aspirations, it seems... not very useful.
This course simply tells you about the risks of starting a business, as well as success stories.
However, there are countless examples of failure.
Starting a business requires courage; otherwise, you'll lose everything, and have nowhere to turn for help.
Moreover, for middle-class families like theirs who aren't very wealthy, how much money can they afford to give you for starting a business?
Are you suggesting I take out a student loan?
The interest rates are also very high, aren't they?
In addition, the parents of this generation are mostly from the 1980s and have no concept of entrepreneurship.
They believe that office jobs are for the elite, and that they don't have to work as hard as they do, getting up early and working late every day.
Most parents hope that you will find a stable job rather than start a business with an uncertain future.
So, even if a child from a rural family wants to start a business, will their family approve?
As for the so-called "work first, then start a business," I must say frankly, I don't know how long it would take to earn that startup capital.
The biggest challenge facing college students is funding. Everyone wants to be a boss, a capitalist, and hire people to work for them without having to do anything themselves.
However, most upward mobility channels are already controlled by those at the top, and those already in power certainly don't want you to come up and compete with them for resources.
That is, the situation of competition from peers, unless you have grown to a certain size and others feel that you are a threat.
Because the classroom is large, two classes were arranged to attend together, namely Class 1 and Class 2 of the same major.
Bai Ye is from Class 1. In contrast to Class 1, Class 2 has a strong desire to start their own businesses.
Moreover, their plans for the future are utterly inferior to theirs.
There were musicians, filmmakers, a small media person, and someone who supposedly plans to start their own business.
Although their Class 1 students were promoted from regular high schools, they were not as good as them in some aspects, especially in terms of technical skills, since they had spent all three years of high school learning technical skills.
Bai Ye and his group's biggest advantage is that they have studied for three more years and have a better foundation in their studies.
Class 2 was noticeably more active, while Class 1 was mostly silent.
I honestly have absolutely no interest in this kind of class.
All I wanted was for get out of class to end quickly so I could be free sooner.
Upon entering the classroom, Bai Ye habitually scanned the area and, not finding Yao Yuyan, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He randomly picked a seat in the middle row. Since the classroom was large enough to accommodate three classes, he didn't dare sit too far back, fearing the teacher would make them sit in the front.
It is well known that no one wants to sit in the first two rows.
Therefore, teachers like to force students sitting in the back row to move up to the front row.
This lesson involved having them play a game.
It's called "desert gold hunting," which means you're given a certain amount of money and then you dig for gold in the desert.
You will encounter a sandstorm along the way, at which point you will need a compass and a tent to survive the sandstorm, as well as water and food.
During sandstorms, three portions of water are needed per day, while under normal circumstances, one portion is needed per day. At the beginning, each person had a camel.
Camels have limited carrying capacity, so water, food, tents, and other necessities need to be planned carefully to prevent exceeding the carrying capacity.
There are oases along the way to replenish water, and you can advance one square a day.
That's roughly the rule.
Six people form a group; this game is said to test strategic thinking.
Although Bai Ye believes it's more of a gambling game.
For example, they only brought a few portions of water at the beginning, but then there were three consecutive sandstorms. They chose to stay put, and the game ended before they even started because they were thirsty.
The weather became an uncontrollable factor, and there was another body of water as much as they had, but they did not choose to stay. Instead, they continued their journey and made it to the oasis.
It's more of a game of luck.
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Happy New Year! I'll take a good rest tomorrow and won't be updating.
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