Bai Jiamu reached out to drink some coffee, only to find it empty. He sighed softly, got up, stretched, and went to the tea room to make more coffee.
While waiting for the hot water, Bai Jiamu stood still and twisted his neck to relieve some of the discomfort.
"Xiao Bai, aren't you done yet?" A voice came from behind them. It was their boss, surnamed Feng.
Bai Jiamu shook his head; heaven knows how dark circles he had under his eyes were practically popping out. "Brother Feng, you're still not off work?"
"I still have some work to do, but I should be able to finish it in half an hour." Brother Feng's voice was full of energy; he could go home in another half hour!
"That's good." Bai Jiamu forced a smile. It wasn't that he didn't want to smile from the heart, but he simply didn't have the energy to smile. Several days of overtime work had left his mind foggy.
"Work hard," Brother Feng pointed to the newcomer in the corner who seemed oblivious to everything around him. "Xiao Peng is quite capable. If you get stuck somewhere, don't be shy, just ask him."
Bai Jiamu nodded, which was taken as an agreement.
A short while later, Brother Feng returned to his seat with a freshly brewed cup of bitter tea.
Bai Jiamu waited for the coffee to be ready before heading back. As he passed the newcomer named Peng Fei, he glanced at him. In that one glance, their eyes met unexpectedly. Bai Jiamu gave an awkward smile, and Peng Fei gave an awkward smile as well.
"Busy..."
"yes……"
"I'm busy too..." Bai Jiamu was about to leave when his gaze was drawn to a photo on Peng Fei's desk. His eyes widened instantly. "Is this Dr. Xu?"
Peng Fei followed his gaze and saw a photo of Xu Qian. Peng Fei had pestered Xu Qian for the photo when he was driving for him, saying Xu Qian was his lucky star and he wanted to take it out to pray to from time to time, to cleanse his eyes occasionally—oh, he didn't say the last part. In the end, Xu Qian, unable to resist his pestering, gave it to him.
"Do you know Brother Xu?" Peng Fei asked him.
Bai Jiamu smiled, pulled up a chair and sat opposite Peng Fei, "My dad's hair was cured by Dr. Xu, it's really effective."
Peng Fei tensed up immediately when he heard the word "hair." This is how he looks now since joining the new company, with a young and thick head of hair. His colleagues don't even know that he used to lose his hair.
Bai Jiamu had been watching Peng Fei's expression closely. He was very sensitive to micro-expressions; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to thrive in the company. He relied entirely on his keen eyes to get things done. After thinking for a moment, he tentatively asked, "Dr. Xu's medical skills are very impressive, right?"
Peng Fei glanced at him, chuckled twice, which was basically an admission.
"But how did you get Dr. Xu's photo?" Bai Jiamu glanced at it. The photo didn't look like it was taken secretly; it was a proper front-facing photo. But... why post a man's photo? Could it be...?
Peng Fei noticed that the other person's gaze was becoming increasingly strange, and he felt goosebumps all over his body from being stared at. "He is my friend, and I asked him for it."
Bai Jiamu raised an eyebrow and asked directly, "Why do you need photos?"
"Bye-bye." Peng Fei gave him a look that said, "Isn't this obvious?"
"...666." Bai Jiamu thought he had been flattering him enough, but he didn't expect there to be someone even better. No wonder Dr. Xu was so cold to them; so that was the reason...
Peng Fei, with the air of someone who's been there, moved his chair forward a bit. "Seriously, just one look at it when you're tired and you instantly feel refreshed!"
Bai Jiamu's expression seemed to say, 'Are you kidding me?'
"No joke." Peng Fei carefully straightened the photo of the master, clasped his hands together, and prayed with utmost sincerity. Then he opened his eyes, and whether it was psychological or not, his eyes seemed to be much clearer, leaving Bai Jiamu stunned.
"Really?" he even asked cautiously.
Peng Fei couldn't hold it in any longer and burst out laughing. Someone had actually fallen for it!
"..." Bai Jiamu understood; the other party was teasing him.
Peng Fei waved his hand, his smile looking utterly irritating. "Alright, alright, enough joking around. It really does work, but it depends on the person. I feel refreshed after just one look, but I'm not so sure about others."
Bai Jiamu, whether out of exhaustion from working overtime or something else, actually picked up the "god" on Peng Fei's desk, brought it close to his eyes and examined it carefully. Hey, it seems to actually be somewhat useful?
Peng Fei looked proud. Of course it worked! He had worked hard for a long time to get it, so of course it would work!
Bai Jiamu gave him a very sincere smile and looked at him with a smile: "Hey buddy, do you mind if I go make a copy?" There was a photocopying service available in the office.
"I'll have to ask Brother Xu about that, but the photocopying quality probably won't be good either..." Peng Fei's first thought was about the quality of the photocopying.
"It should be alright..." Bai Jiamu wasn't sure either.
"I'd better ask first..."
"Okay, okay!"
...
"...What?" Xu Qian looked at the caller in confusion. Yes, it was Peng Fei, but what did he say? He wanted photos too?
"Hehehe, Brother Xu, it's like this, my colleague also thinks that saying goodbye is pretty good, it immediately relieves dizziness and blurred vision, so..."
"..." Xu Qian sighed. No, you know what you call engaging in feudal superstition? "You want to keep your head clear, right? I'll make you two sachets. They're more effective than photos."
Peng Fei stammered out the story to Bai Jiamu, who was a little disappointed, but said that a sachet would be fine. He then asked how much the sachet cost.
Peng Fei asked Xu Qian about it, and then told Bai Jiamu, "We don't need money, but we need the materials."
Bai Jiamu felt reassured; this was indeed Dr. Xu's style. He immediately agreed, telling her to just name any medicinal herbs she needed.
On the other end, Xu Qian hung up the phone, completely bewildered. He even wondered if there was something wrong with Peng Fei, that kid, always having these strange and unusual ideas that he had never heard of before.
"What's wrong?" Meng Liangchen asked casually.
"No, I don't care about them." Xu Qian turned another page of the workbook on the table. The college entrance examination is next week. Although it doesn't matter whether he takes it or not, he still has to deal with the school. As for whether he will go after the exam, that's another matter.
In the following days, Xu Qian postponed all other work and devoted himself to being Meng Liangchen's tutor during the exam, occasionally also serving as Meng Liangchen's tutor.
On the day of the college entrance examination, Meng Ziqiu handed the prepared "ID card" to Xu Qian. This one was "Qin You's," but the photo on it was actually Xu Qian's Cangjian disguise. Meng Ziqiu had very unusual connections in these strange fields, which sometimes puzzled Xu Qian.
"Don't worry, unless it's the kind of check at the airport, they usually won't be able to detect it." Meng Ziqiu was quite confident about this.
"Let's go in first." Xu Qian flicked his ID card and walked towards the gate of Weicheng No. 4 Middle School, with Meng Liangchen following behind.
The private high schools they attended ultimately sent their students to other public schools for the college entrance examination. The difference between private and public schools is not only in the quality of teachers and students, but also in the overall facilities. Moreover, this No. 4 High School is a key high school, which makes it seem even more extraordinary.
"Don't be nervous, just take the exam normally. I'm upstairs from you," Xu Qian said to Meng Liangchen.
"Hmm..." Meng Liangchen wanted to say, "Don't be nervous," but just as he was about to say it, he remembered that the other person didn't care about the college entrance exam at all and was just there to keep him company.
"Go ahead." Xu Qian watched Meng Liangchen walk towards his classroom before going upstairs to his own.
When Xu Qian arrived at classroom 6-3 upstairs, he found several students already gathered at the classroom door. Most of them were wearing the No. 4 Middle School uniform, a black and red sports uniform. At first glance, he felt a little nostalgic, since Xu Qian hadn't worn a school uniform for a long time, only wearing it on the day of the exam when he returned to school. Meng Liangchen's school uniform was still a little small for him.
But today, Xu Qian wasn't wearing his school uniform. Instead, he was wearing his own clothes: a plain white printed T-shirt and ordinary black cargo pants. Everything looked so ordinary.
Yes, he was just an ordinary high school boy.
However, the unremarkable male high school student from out of town didn't seem to be popular with the local students. They all kept their distance from him, which puzzled Xu Qian greatly.
The exam was conducted in a random order. In one classroom, there were not only students from No. 4 Middle School, but also students from No. 1 Middle School and the High School Affiliated to Beijing Normal University. These students from key high schools made up the vast majority of the students, while the remaining small number were from county schools or private schools.
Xu Qian had a particularly bad time. None of the students taking the exam in his classroom were familiar to him, not even from his own school. In addition, for some reason, a few students from No. 4 Middle School had a particular grudge against him. From before the exam to the start of the exam, he was all alone, huddled in a corner.
Fortunately, the wait was short. The proctor came with the sealed exam papers and key to open the door, and the students lined up to enter.
When it came to checking Xu Qian, the teacher, for some reason, asked him an extra question, something he hadn't asked of anyone before him: "Qin You?"
Xu Qian's first thought was that there was something wrong with his identification, but he couldn't bring himself to say that, so he answered the other party's question first, "I am Qin You."
The teacher smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Young man, go in. Your essay for the third mock exam was quite good."
"...Huh?" Before Xu Qian could ask any more questions, he was pushed inside.
But within seconds of Xu Qian entering the classroom, he felt even more gazes upon him. If he could read minds, he would probably hear several voices like these—
[Holy crap, this person actually wrote that essay!]
[This is going too far! It's so long and this long, can't we even be friends anymore...?]
[Where did you get such a wild and unconventional approach?]
...
That's strange, so very strange!
Why is Wanhua Vest popular with both men and women, but Cangjian Vest is so universally disliked by the opposite sex?
Xu Qian pondered for a long time but did not reach a conclusion on the question.
Just as China finished its nationwide college entrance examination and high school seniors had not yet begun to enjoy their holidays, news from the Southern Hemisphere quickly spread.
An infectious disease outbreak occurred simultaneously in Almaty and Ulan.
Author's Note: This was originally scheduled for tomorrow, but since someone suggested it, I'm posting it now. Tomorrow's update will still be at noon.
This book has a lighthearted plot and an adventure story, and I usually switch chapters after about 10 chapters. But I'm planning to write a longer one with this one, so the plot needs to be developed gradually, and then…
The next chapter will be the adventure story... (This isn't a forced plot change! I wrote it chronologically!)
P.S., this infectious disease is not a reference to the current virus outbreak! I started writing this outline last October! It's really not about jumping on the bandwagon! And the cause of this infectious disease outbreak is not wild animals! Please don't misunderstand!
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