Time seemed to slow down during that week. Ji Yuzhi worked methodically, while Zhen Tian stayed by his side, drawing and eating when they got tired, and watching variety shows. The days were leisurely and pleasant, and she was still a little dazed when Ji Yuzhi and the others were about to leave.
"Has a week passed?" She had eaten so many potato chips that they were scattered all over Ji Yuzhi's office desk.
Ji Yuzhi helplessly tidied her up: "You..."
"Hehehe." Zhen Tian tugged at him, "We're going away for a few days."
"About four days, but it's uncertain."
"Oh, what about my luggage?"
"Pack a few clothes and take them with you, leave the rest in my dorm."
"Okay." Zhen Tian rolled over, lay face down on the sofa, and dangled her legs in the air.
Ji Yuzhi glanced at her shorts that barely covered her thighs, then awkwardly looked away. He draped his suit jacket over her body, which also covered her snow-white skin.
"Thank you, Zhizhi." Zhen Tian was completely unaware of what was happening and smiled as she thanked him, while laughter from a variety show echoed from the tablet.
She was lying there laughing too.
Ji Yuzhi sighed silently. Could he be considered on par with Liu Xiahui?
"Hmm?" A voice call popped up on the tablet's WeChat screen, and Zhen Tian answered it.
"My little darling, I've managed to get your comic published."
The editor sounded much more excited than Zhen Tian.
"Published?" Zhen Tian asked, and even Ji Yuzhi turned to look at her.
"Yes, that's right, publication. We're currently planning to publish two volumes, but you need to change the name of your comic. Think about it carefully these next few days. I'll send you the specific layout format to take a look. Also, you need to be prepared. If the books sell well, the company might hold a book signing for you. After all, there are a lot of fans on Weibo who are curious about you in person."
"We'll see..." Zhen Tian replied vaguely.
"Yes, we'll talk about the book signing later. You should think of a name first. I'll urge the printing to speed things up, and I'll send you the first copy. That's all."
Zhen Tian still felt it was all a bit unreal. She looked at Ji Yuzhi and asked, "Does publishing mean I'll have a book with my own name on it?"
Ji Yuzhi was also very happy for her. He strode over to her side and reached out to remove the potato chip crumbs from her mouth: "Yes, from now on, there will be your own drawings in the comics on your bookshelf."
"Ugh, I feel a strange feeling inside." Zhen Tian was unaware of how brightly she was smiling.
"Congratulations." Ji Yuzhi pressed her head down and gently bumped her forehead with his. "Our Tiantian is amazing."
"Only one..."
Zhen Tian bumped into his arms, and her joyful mood gradually welled up.
...
This time, Ji Yuzhi brought the largest team he'd ever brought to the neighboring city. He gradually delegated some of the simultaneous interpreting slots for conferences to his subordinates, such as Zheng An, while he took on more challenging conferences as a form of self-discipline. After all, the worst thing for a person is to become complacent and stagnant, which is why their studio has been able to grow so rapidly.
Even Professor Zhao sometimes couldn't help but sigh, never expecting that his student would take away so much of his friend's job that he had almost nothing left. Sometimes when he went to see his friend, he felt a little awkward.
Fortunately, his friend wasn't interested in this; he was just passing the time by running the studio. Having met such a talented junior, he decided to close his own studio and transfer all his staff to Ji Yuzhi's. This doubled the size of Ji Yuzhi's studio.
Zhen Tian has been much busier than Ji Yuzhi these past few days. He accompanied everyone at the conference to do translations, while she proofread in a corner of the venue. Ji Yuzhi was busy for four days, and she was busy for four days as well.
After typing a single word for the editor, Zhen Tian finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Have some water." Ji Yuzhi handed her his soda water.
Zhen Tian glanced at it, and reluctantly took a sip, pouting, "I want to drink soda."
"What?"
"It's just Coke, you old fogey."
"Are you going to rebel now?" Ji Yuzhi pressed his large hand on her head.
"Hehe. When are we going to finish?"
Ji Yuzhi listened carefully to a few words of foreign language: "It's almost over, nearly the end."
"Okay, so can we go back to S City now?"
"I'm not going back to S City."
"Huh? Are you going to another city? You have a new job?" Zhen Tian blinked in confusion.
Ji Yuzhi felt that he should have been familiar with the feeling of helplessness long ago, but he did not expect that Zhen Tian would keep pushing his limits.
"It's June 28th. Your college entrance exam results are coming out soon."
"Ah! The results are about to be released!" Zhen Tian suddenly remembered when she heard the date, and her heart skipped a beat.
She pinched Ji Yuzhi's little finger, a little flustered: "So fast. I...I'm a little nervous."
"Why are you nervous? You'll definitely do well on the test."
"No, no, no, I'm still nervous." Zhen Tian stood up abruptly. "I'm going out for a walk. You can do your thing, you don't need to come with me."
She left Ji Yuzhi behind and headed towards the restroom.
"Oh my god, the results are coming out. I'm so nervous, Qingyan." She made a phone call while standing by the bathroom door.
"My dear lady, you're only just starting to get nervous? I've been nervous for days, but now I'm not nervous at all."
Ye Qingyan lay in the nail salon, staring at her nails, and said, "I thought you were so happy you didn't want to leave. How is it living with Brother Ji?"
"What cohabitation? Don't talk nonsense." Zhen Tian stomped her foot.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Anran loosened her grip on the bathroom door handle.
"I'm not making this up." Ye Qingyan blew on her hand that she had just finished, looking very relaxed. "Hey, don't be nervous, you must have done really well."
"I still want to go to the same university as Zhizhi, but my grades are too bad, so I guess I can only go to an art university," Zhen Tian grumbled, annoyed.
Art university? Zhao Anran thought to herself, "Then she could only score two or three hundred points, right? Ji Yuzhi's childhood sweetheart is so bad at studying?"
She curled her lips into a smile. What right did a girl like that have to compete with her?
"My dear, you should be able to get at least 500 points. Besides studying art, you have many other options. See if there are any schools or programs closer to your home."
"If you ask me, what's wrong with you going to art school? I'll be there too, and we can be together again, wouldn't that be great?"
"I know." Zhen Tian said dejectedly, "If I had studied harder back then, I could have been with Zhizhi."
"Hmm...it's hard to say..." Ye Qingyan nodded to the nail technician, then took out her card to pay: "Anyway, you can definitely study at a university near Ji Yuzhi, don't worry."
"No, I'm still nervous."
"If you're nervous, bite Ji Yuzhi, so that this bastard won't consider you when he goes to college."
"ah?"
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