Chapter 21
In the evening, Lin Ting arrived at Chen Zhiyi's house at 7 o'clock sharp to look through his holiday homework. To her surprise, he had almost finished it all, with very few blanks.
This surprised Lin Ting.
After all, I was a student myself. Staying up all night to finish homework before holidays or getting together with friends to copy each other's homework was the norm.
Chen Zhiyi not only finished the work, but also finished it according to plan and with high quality.
It seems that's the truth. Children from wealthy families may sometimes seem eccentric, but their upbringing comes from within, so they can do whatever they want beautifully.
After spending the last two or three months together, Lin Ting seemed to have forgotten Chen Zhiyi's arrogant and haughty demeanor when they first met. Beneath the mask, the real Chen Zhiyi was persistent, resilient, cheerful, and enthusiastic. Despite the immense academic burden of his senior year of high school, he didn't miss a single acting training class. After each class, he would summarize and reflect, writing it down in his memo, determined to succeed in the arts entrance exam.
"I noticed that the questions you couldn't answer were all about calculating volume in solid geometry. There are generally three methods for this type of question. The first is the formula method, where the key is to find the base area and height. The second is the spatial vector method, which involves establishing a rectangular coordinate system and finding the normal vector. The third is the piecing together method, which involves decomposing the irregular solid into a regular solid, or piecing together an irregular solid into a regular solid. Clearly, these questions you left blank are all irregular, so the third method is the best choice."
Lin Ting categorized the methods in the blank spaces of the questions and then picked out a question to explain in detail. "For this question, we can fill in the missing part. After filling it in, it becomes a regular prism, while the missing part becomes a pyramid. Now try it again and see if you can solve it?"
Chen Zhiyi nodded in sudden realization, picked up his pen and wrote out the solution steps in a flowing style, quickly calculating the answer.
Lin Ting: "Then let's fill in the blank questions using the same approach."
"good!"
Lin Ting sat to the side, watching as his face appeared even more sculpted and profound under the lamplight. His nose was high and straight, his lips clearly defined, every detail exuding a unique charm. Even his fingers were long and strong, like a delicate musical instrument, playing beautiful melodies on the pages.
It's said that focused men are more attractive.
But a boy who is seriously doing his homework at this moment is also very attractive.
Lin Ting seemed to understand the admiration girls had for male academic achievers during their school years. If you added the "school heartthrob" buff, that guy would be practically a god. Thinking of Wang Xinran, whom she met at the mall yesterday, even outside of school, someone would chase after her and confess to her face. In school, where everyone spent every day together, weren't there even more people exchanging love notes?
Tsk tsk, that face is truly a menace!
Lin Ting couldn't help but ask curiously, "Chen Zhiyi, do you get a lot of love letters from girls at school?"
Chen Zhiyi thought he hadn't heard clearly, "Ah!"
"Do you have a lot of girls pursuing you at your school?"
"Or rather, do you like Wang Xinran from yesterday?"
"You're overthinking it. I don't like her." Chen Zhiyi denied it as if he had already anticipated the answer, which was, of course, the truth.
"Why? I think a girl as passionate and direct as her should easily win over you guys, right?" Lin Ting's eyes were piercing.
"No!"
Lin Ting thought he was shy. "Why don't you tell me? Isn't our sibling relationship at the point where we can share these things? Or are you afraid I'll tell your family about this? Don't worry, I'll keep it a secret."
Chen Zhiyi's tone suddenly became more urgent, "Really not!"
Perhaps it was Wang Xinran's bold confession yesterday that touched Lin Ting with her vibrant energy. She was very interested in the budding romance between young men and women. High school romances are like a newly blossoming flower, beautiful and innocent yet full of challenges and taboos.
If it were her own life, she would see romance as an unbearable burden, but as an observer, she still offered her blessings for unrequited love to come true and for lovers to eventually become a couple.
"So what kind of girl do you like?" Lin Ting continued to ask.
Chen Zhiyi glanced at Lin Ting, then lowered his head, his face turning red to the roots of his neck, and remained silent.
This reaction definitely indicates something's up!
Lin Ting became even more interested, "You really have a girl you like? Is she from your school? Or another school? Is she from your class? Or another class?"
These questions came one after another, like beans pouring from a bamboo tube.
In that instant, Chen Zhiyi realized that Lin Ting was not the reserved, calm, and composed person he usually saw; she was also a gossipy young girl.
"Want to tell me?"
"say what?"
"Regarding the question I just asked."
Chen Zhiyi remained silent and did not reply.
"Can't I say?" Lin Ting asked, somewhat disappointed.
Chen Zhiyi glanced at her again, then looked away.
He wanted to say, "Sure!" But he didn't dare. All the current conditions didn't allow him to reveal his feelings. Once the hints appeared, he could guess the outcome, which was the last thing he wanted to face. So, until the time was right, he had to hide his thoughts.
Taking this opportunity, Chen Zhiyi asked the question he had been wanting to ask, "So what kind of guy do you like?"
Lin Ting was taken aback, not expecting to be asked a question in return. It wasn't that she didn't want to answer; it was that she had never considered this question before.
Chen Zhiyi was very nervous. "Is this a difficult question to answer? Or do you already have someone you like?"
Lin Ting still didn't reply, which Chen Zhiyi interpreted as an affirmative answer. He felt disappointed, jealous, and powerless, his voice hoarse, "I can tell you like him a lot?"
"How can you tell?" Lin Ting blinked, looking puzzled.
"You haven't said anything; doesn't silence mean you agree?"
"I didn't say anything because I was thinking about the question you just asked, what kind of boy? That's vague and distant to me, and I can't answer it."
In an instant, Chen Zhiyi felt the gloom that had been weighing on his heart dissipate, and he felt much more relaxed and comfortable.
"You mean you don't have anyone you like right now?" But she asked cautiously, afraid of hearing an answer that didn't meet her expectations.
Lin Ting pursed her lips and shook her head expressionlessly, as if this was a question that had nothing to do with her.
"Didn't you ever have a boyfriend/girlfriend in college?"
Does college necessarily mean you have to be in a relationship?
Chen Zhiyi quickly shook his head, "No, no!"
So you're not considering relationships anymore?
"Yes, for now, there are many things more important than romance, and I won't focus my energy on it."
Lin Ting doesn't care what other people think about life, but that's really what she thinks.
In life, before the age of eighteen, one relies on one's parents for upbringing; after eighteen, one relies on one's own hard work. But Lin Ting understood this principle at the age of ten. Three meals a day, grains, clothes to cover the body, and a house to keep out the rain—these are the basic necessities of human survival. If even these cannot be met, how can one talk about romance and poetry?
People need family to rely on and friendship to heal, rather than placing all their emotional needs on romantic love.
Every flower, every blade of grass, every tree, every brick and tile in this world has a life of its own. When bored, one can read a book or listen to music; when in the mood, one can learn an instrument or dance; when sad, one can meet up with a friend for a drink... There are countless interesting people, interesting things, and interesting places in this world. Why prioritize love? Lin Ting couldn't understand those who were infatuated with love and lost their self-respect for it. She disdained such sentimental entanglements and valued living with self-respect and self-love.
But she won't instill these ideas in others. Her lack of need for love doesn't mean she doesn't agree with it. Love that is mutual and nurtured is still beautiful. If you encounter it, you should seize it and cherish it. If you don't encounter it, you shouldn't force it or settle for less.
Upon hearing this, Chen Zhiyi felt an indescribable joy welling up inside him. He couldn't help but smile, and his clear eyes became exceptionally bright, as if thousands of stars were leaping within them.
“But I think Wang Xinran is pretty good. Maybe it’s because I’m too boring, but I really admire this kind of passionate and outgoing girl. You should really consider her.” Lin Ting’s expression was very serious, as if she had thought this through carefully before saying it.
Chen Zhiyi's mood was like a rollercoaster ride. He was suddenly caught off guard again. His face darkened, and he deliberately turned his body to the side, turning his homework to the side and burying his head in writing.
Think about it for a second!
What are you pretending to be, a relationship guru!
When I host "If You Are the One"!
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