Upon hearing Lin An's words, the admissions office staff at Peking University cheered with joy.
"Lin, you have excellent taste. Peking University will never let you down."
The Tsinghua admissions office staff looked dejected, having made a wasted trip and lost a promising talent. The team leader even pleaded with Lin An, sounding aggrieved, to reconsider.
"Lin, such an important matter doesn't necessarily have to be decided today. Why not reconsider Tsinghua? Compared to Peking University, Tsinghua's campus is larger and the environment is more beautiful."
When the Peking University team leader heard him speak so unethically, not only poaching people to their faces but also daring to slander his own school, he retorted, "We have plenty of girls at Peking University!"
"Our food is even better in Tsinghua University's cafeteria."
"There are many girls at Peking University!"
"Our dormitories at Tsinghua University have a better environment."
"We have a lot of girls at Peking University!" No matter what the other person said, the Peking University group leader would say the same thing.
This infuriated the Tsinghua group leader, who demanded, "Are you a broken record?"
The Peking University group leader adopted an arrogant attitude, saying, "So what? Lin has already chosen Peking University. That's real ability."
Seeing the other party's obsequious manner, the Tsinghua team leader was furious. His eyes widened, he rolled up his sleeves, put his hands on his hips, and roared, "What do you mean? Who are you saying lacks ability!"
Seeing that the situation was turning bad, Lin An quickly stepped between the two to mediate: "Calm down, there's nothing that scholars can't talk about properly."
After the two calmed down, Lin An continued, "I'm sure I'm going to the Mathematics Department at Peking University; it's my dream."
Going to Peking University was a goal Lin An had set for himself long ago, because there he wanted to meet someone—a scientific and technological talent who could change the world.
Knowing the power of ideals, the Tsinghua team leader had no choice but to give up and stop trying.
After exchanging contact information with Lin An, the Peking University group leader gave the following instructions:
"We will announce your admission on the school's official website. The official admission notice will be sent out after all the students who took the college entrance examination have confirmed their admission. Lin, please contact us if you have any questions, and you can also contact the school if you have any difficulties in life."
"Thank you!" Lin An said sincerely.
It was nearly noon when the admissions office staff left.
Lin An was concerned about Leng Lin and wanted to know how she would react after using the Wenqu Talisman.
"Have you eaten? I'll treat you to lunch." Lin An sent a message to Leng Lin.
"Great, that's wonderful! I'm so tired of the ramen at this shop."
"Let's go to the nearby IFC Mall to eat. There are many restaurants to choose from there."
"But the restaurants in that mall are all quite expensive, right? Let's go to the pedestrian street east of the school; there are plenty of places to eat there."
A smile spread across Lin An's face. He knew that Leng Lin wanted to save him money. He still had 200,000 yuan left in his account, and his old house was going to be demolished soon, so eating a meal was nothing.
"Let's go to the mall. I'm leaving now and I'll wait for you at the mall entrance."
Considering Lin An's feelings, Leng Lin agreed: "Then I'll set off immediately."
When Leng Lin arrived, Lin An had already been waiting for ten minutes. Today, she was wearing a light yellow dress with a white cardigan, and she looked radiant in the spring sunshine. Lin An sighed inwardly at how wonderful youth was, and he felt that Leng Lin seemed to be a little fairer than yesterday.
The two entered the mall together.
"Linlin, let's go straight to the fifth floor, the restaurants are all up there."
"good."
The two people walked towards the escalator.
After walking a few steps, Leng Lin suddenly grabbed Lin An: "That person looks familiar, isn't he...?"
Leng Lin was thinking about how to address this person; she couldn't very well call him her ex-father.
Lin An followed Leng Lin's gaze and saw Lin Haoran accompanying a woman to look at jewelry in a jewelry store.
The woman leaned intimately against Lin Haoran. She was not tall, but had a great figure with fair skin and a curvaceous body. She wore a tight-fitting knitted dress that went past her knees, which accentuated her superior figure.
Lin An recognized the woman at a glance as Yang Li, Lin Haoran's mistress. In his previous life, he had overheard Lin Haoran and Yang Li's intimate phone call. Fearing that his mother, Zhang Wanru, would suffer, he foolishly reminded Zhang Wanru to be careful of his father. However, Zhang Wanru accused him of sowing discord and being unable to bear the peace in the family.
It wasn't until he died in his previous life and became a spirit that he learned that his whole family knew about Yang Li's existence, including Zhang Wanru.
Zhang Wanru was unwilling to face her failed marriage. When Lin An tore away the veil of shame in front of her, she blamed everything on him and took her anger out on him at the drop of a hat. There was no real reason behind it; Lin An was simply her vulnerable son whom she could control, while her husband was the head of the household whom she dared not touch.
Seeing Lin An's pale face and resentful eyes, Leng Lin assumed he couldn't accept his biological father's infidelity and asked, "Lin An, are you alright?"
Lin An replied calmly, "It's nothing."
"Then let's go."
"No rush, wait a moment." Lin An took out his phone and snapped a picture of the two of them being intimate.
Yang Li is very good at being coquettish. Lin Haoran bought her a Cartier bracelet, and she happily stood on tiptoe to kiss Lin Haoran's cheek. Lin An took a picture of this scene and then put away his phone with satisfaction.
"You're going to expose them?"
"Yes, when the time is right." Just as Lin An said at the dinner table last time, his patience has run out. If the Lin family dares to cause trouble again, he doesn't mind killing them.
"Let's go upstairs and have dinner."
The two found a Cantonese restaurant with a pleasant ambiance on the fifth floor and were seated near the window.
Leng Lin carefully looked at the menu and chose two inexpensive vegetarian dishes.
Lin An naturally saw through her little scheme and thought to himself that it was time to put making money on the agenda.
Lin An took the menu from Leng Lin, flipped to the first menu of specialty dishes, and ordered several of the restaurant's signature dishes without even looking at the prices.
"Lin An, you've ordered too much. We can't finish it."
Lin An replied with a smile, "I'm hungry, I feel like I could eat a whole cow. Oh, by the way, you put away the Wenqu talisman yesterday, right?"
Leng Lin nodded: "I'll put it away when I get back."
"Did you study today? How did it go?"
"My mom woke me up early this morning to study, and it seems to have helped a little, but I don't have any strong feelings about it yet."
Lin An felt strange, as it was clearly very effective when he used it. He continued to ask, "Has your reading speed increased? Or do you understand things you couldn't understand before?"
Leng Lin carefully recalled her study session that morning and replied earnestly, "It was a little faster, but I didn't feel much difference. My understanding was just so-so, but there was one thing I understood very quickly."
"What?"
"Breathe, use abdominal breathing."
How did you come into contact with this?
Lin An knew that some people who practice martial arts or yoga use this breathing method. Abdominal breathing is divided into two types: forward and reverse, which can be deep and long or fine and even. Many people who have practiced for many years cannot skillfully switch between breathing methods in coordination with the movements. How could a young girl like Leng Lin practice this?
“My dad is on a diet recently, and he watches a video every morning to practice a set of Baduanjin (Eight Pieces of Brocade). The beginning of that video explains abdominal breathing. Your talisman is really amazing. I’ve listened to it so many times before and never understood it, but I just listened to it briefly this morning and I got it right.”
Leng Lin proudly stated, "I even gave my dad some pointers, and he was so happy. He praised me, saying that what I said was even more accurate than what the teacher in the video taught."
Lin An rubbed her throbbing temples. She really had learned some strange things; she never played by the rules.
Lin An wanted to change the subject to something lighter, but Leng Lin put a finger to her lips, making a "shh" gesture, signaling him not to speak.
"Honey, I love the ambiance of this restaurant."
Yang Li's sweet, coquettish voice came through the phone, a voice so sweet it was almost sickening, that Lin An could never forget it.
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