Chapter 121: There's Still Time for Everything
Since Lu Siwen was placed under house arrest after the college entrance examination, the two had not seen each other for a long time, and it seemed as if they had endless topics to talk about.
Sometimes they were discussing the blog’s followers exceeding 350,000, and sometimes they were discussing how to choose the cover of "The Long Journey".
Regarding the former, Zhai Da praised Lu Siwen's work, and regarding the latter, Zhai Da said that he must use a cover that is heartwarming and healing to look at.
Trick them in and then kill them.
Well, this is not Zhai Da's bad taste. As realism disguised as romance, the target audience is mostly young people, especially young women. If the cover is too hardcore or realistic, it will directly affect the buyer's first impression.
Zhai Da looked at the time. There was only half an hour left until nine o'clock, and Lu Siwen had to return to the place where their class was gathering.
She had too little time, and the two of them had too much to talk about, so she simply stood up and said, "Let's go, I'll see you off."
Lu Siwen had no objection and walked out with her Tiffany bag.
After the two left, everyone in the box stared at Lin Shuyao.
Does this count as having the best of both worlds?
Only Lin Shuyao looked calm. She knew best in her heart that Zhai Da had already expressed his refusal many times, whether explicitly or implicitly, and she had adjusted her mindset long ago.
No changes, but very quiet.
Having the best of both worlds?
She's not even a boat, she's swimming under the water!
At the entrance of the Wu family's time-honored local cuisine restaurant, Zhai Da asked for directions and found out that it was within walking distance. He then set off with Lu Siwen, talking as they walked.
Wu Yuejia Restaurant is located in the old commercial district, surrounded by bustling shops and old residential areas.
The smoky chess and card room, the noisy small restaurant, the small shop with the TV blaring day and night, and the security guard yawning in the security booth.
From a distance, it is fireworks; when you get closer, it is the human world.
Lu Siwen's blue and white outfit was as pure as the fireworks, and even his kicking calves were lively.
She was called "Little Deer" by many people in school, and it was definitely not just because her surname was Lu.
Zhai Da and Lu Siwen walked side by side:
"Estimated score: 410. A little lower than I expected."
Zhai Da was secretly happy that he could finally say this line in reverse.
But in fact, Lu Siwen is very strong.
If there was no "real dragon" Zhai Da, this student would basically be the first in the school. Even if he did not reach the 415 line of Tsinghua and Peking University, he would be chosen blindly by all other schools in the country.
Under the new regulations in 2008, there is a hurdle of 20 points.
But after all, compared with myself and Lu Wei, I am not so dazzling.
Lu Siwen is in a good mood: "The 'university study method' that Zhai taught me is very effective. In fact, it has far exceeded my level."
"Have you had a showdown with your mother?"
Lu Siwen sighed deeply, and lowered his head a little: "I didn't find a good time. Mom went on a business trip to Shanghai some time ago and just came back."
Zhai Da comforted him, "There's still time. I remember you said your original plan was to go abroad at the end of June."
"You're right. There's still time. I'll wait for Mom to be in a good mood one day and talk to her properly. Just like what's said in 'The Long Journey', family is about mending and moving forward together. People shouldn't just imagine 'enjoyment' and 'separation' from their family."
"You remember it well."
Lu Siwen turned around and walked backwards, looking at Zhai Da with admiration, as if there were little stars in his eyes: "Of course, I also have a small notebook that records classmate Zhai's golden words."
Thinking of those words that moved and excited her, Lu Siwen couldn't help but say, "Maybe in the future, I can also write my own story, use my own words, and even publish it and become a writer."
Zhai Da recalled Lu Zetao’s self-publishing:
"There's a chance, I believe."
Receiving recognition from her greatest admirer, Lu Siwen felt immensely supported, and the small Tiffany bag behind her even moved with her steps.
She walked backwards like this, not afraid of any obstacles behind her, because she believed that Zhai Da would remind her.
Looking at the light and shadow on Zhai Da's face, Lu Siwen felt that Zhai Da had become thinner and more handsome.
Zhai Da has a handsome appearance, but the school uniform, high-intensity study, late bedtimes and early rises make most boys of his age have a "school vibe". After the college entrance examination, Zhai Da quickly got rid of this situation.
Although Lu Siwen is not the kind of person who cares about appearance, but a good change happens to someone who already has a good impression, it still feels like "secretly hiding a piece of candy, which happens to be the whole person".
The happiness of "the best food in the world".
In a cheerful mood, she suddenly said, "Student Zhai, can I ask you a question?"
"Go ahead."
"The first time we met, on that overpass, you wrote 'Streetlights and Wine'."
Lu Siwen was a little nervous for a moment, but still asked the question he had been thinking about for two months.
"Am I the streetlight inside?"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Lu Siwen immediately regretted it, thinking that this topic was a bit...what's the new popular word these days, ambiguous!
A bit inappropriate!
So he nervously added, "I just thought it was too coincidental. Maybe Zhai already knew my last name was Lu. Of course, if it's pure coincidence, it would be even more amazing!"
Zhai Da recalled and said truthfully, "It wasn't a coincidence, but it wasn't because I knew you before. It was because I saw the streetlight that day that I remembered something that happened with another friend."
If it was Zhai Da, the high school student before his rebirth, he might have recognized the "little deer" on campus that evening, but after seventeen years, it was impossible for the reborn Zhai Da to remember someone who was not a student in his class. He had just returned not long ago and could not remember anyone in his class.
The street light in the article "Street Light and Wine" is not Lu.
It's Lu.
It was the one who put the little wood into the taxi and handed over the Nokia.
It's like a Snickers bar that you hold in your palm, reluctant to eat, and slowly melts.
It's the embarrassment of a mosquito landing on your chest and getting hit on the head.
The memories of that night triggered his inspiration on the overpass. He didn't know Lu Siwen's last name at the time.
The little stars in his eyes dimmed a little. To cover it up, Lu Siwen turned away: "Oh~ I was thinking too much, it's also good. It turns out that art comes from life."
It’s not that I’m disappointed. In fact, I already have the answer in my heart.
Or maybe she didn't know what she was thinking.
The only thing she was sure of at this moment was the sudden sense of loss in her heart.
Zhai Da said angrily, "You should focus on studying abroad and negotiating with your family first. If there is no suitable opportunity, you have to create it yourself. The longer you delay, the more trouble you will have."
Lu Siwen asked, "What about when the college entrance examination scores are released?"
"Look at you, I don't really know your mother's character."
"Student Zhai, it's been like cursing for several times!"
“That’s exactly what it’s called.”
It can’t be “our mom”, right?
Amidst the jokes, Lu Siwen's mood quickly returned to normal, and she suddenly figured it out.
Anyway, I have decided not to go abroad, so there is still time.
Whether it is writing a story of your own or becoming a street lamp to illuminate passers-by.
Even... holding the most delicious candy in the world.
Before they knew it, they had arrived at the gathering place of Class 11. This was a restaurant that was obviously more upscale than the "Wu Family Old Local Cuisine Restaurant". Through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor, they could see people inside. Their youthful looks were most likely students from the Woolen Textile Middle School.
Several boys saw Lu Siwen from upstairs, gathered at the window and looked down. When they saw Zhai Da, their expressions became complicated.
Just like what Chu Xiang said before, among the two most famous girls of this session, Lu Siwen is more eye-catching than Lin Shuyao, and people are more afraid to approach her.
Is the era of fierce competition over?
The fawn never got close to anyone, and in the end it bumped into a tree!
Many people in Class 11 first knew Zhai Da not because he was the best in the school, but because he had an affair with Xiaolu in their class!
Lu Siwen looked at the watch, raised her tender white hand, and her almond-shaped eyes regained their vitality: "You should go back soon, let's high-five, and wait for my good news in the next few days!"
Zhai Da felt so childish.
But being childish and arrogant is not against the law. He waved his hand and put his hand together with Lu Siwen's.
"Snap."
It was the sound of a broken heart upstairs.
Just as Zhai Da was about to leave, a Bentley stopped by the roadside.
The driver arrived a little earlier than Lu Siwen said, but it was not a big problem.
Zhai Da subconsciously tried to look inside through the passenger window to see if it was Driver Wang who was carrying the "local specialties" last time. It would be polite to say hello.
Unfortunately, I still can't see clearly even if I get very close. The glass is covered with anti-peep film.
Then the passenger window rolled down, revealing Qian Yarong's expressionless and serious face.
He was so close to Zhai Da, it was like a real interpretation of what it means to "bump into each other's faces"!
"Mom? Why are you here?"
"Uh, hello, Auntie."
Qian Yarong's tone was as if she was speaking through only one nostril: "Hello, Xiao Zhai, are you also at the Class 11 gathering?"
Zhai Da said calmly, "Yes, many of the boys in Class 11 are my brothers. Look upstairs, they are all looking at me."
Qian Yarong looked upstairs and saw many boys clinging to the windows, but she couldn't see their expressions clearly.
I reluctantly believed what Zhai Da said.
"Congratulations! I heard from Siwen's father that your work is going to be published and your college entrance examination results are also very outstanding."
"I also want to thank Uncle Lu for introducing the publishing house. It was a great help. I will visit him when I have the chance."
This is the truth, the old handsome guy is quite awesome.
Qian Yarong: "That's not necessary, it's just a small matter, Siwen, let's go home."
Lu Siwen quickly and obediently opened the car door, and gave Zhai Da a small look when closing the door, meaning: Wait for my good news.
The Bentley drove away, and Zhai Da laughed.
The kind that actually makes you smile when you're speechless.
After walking for a while at night and breathing in the fresh air, Zhai Da suddenly felt like he didn't want to go back to the party.
It’s too noisy, too smoky, more and more people are lighting up, and there’s less and less oxygen.
After a slight hesitation, Zhai Da sent a text message to Chu Xiang and Wu Yue respectively, saying that he was going home first and would not attend the next KTV show.
Then he looked up and waved to the boys from Class 11 who were still staring at him fiercely in the box on the second floor.
The boys also responded enthusiastically using international gestures.
After tightening his shoelaces and taking out the [Extreme Wristband] from his pocket, Zhai Da jogged back home.
I miss my own street lights a bit.
On the other hand, the smooth-running luxury car was a little too quiet.
Lu Siwen suddenly remembered what Zhai Da said, if there is no good opportunity, you can create a good opportunity.
Maybe it's good now?
"Mom, I have something to tell you"
"Siwen, I have something urgent to tell you."
The two spoke almost at the same time.
So the person who got the right to speak was naturally Qian Yarong: "Let me say first, this matter is quite urgent."
"All right."
"Your Uncle Wang called me long distance. He's already got a letter of recommendation for you. He's a very powerful person, but he wants to at least meet you in person before he can give you the letter of recommendation."
"Time is urgent. I've already bought you a plane ticket for the day after tomorrow. Mom and Dad are busy with work, so I've asked a returned overseas student at the company who's good at English to go with you. You'll both be traveling first class, and Uncle Wang's people will pick you up at Landing."
"Luckily, the B2 visa you applied for in your freshman year of high school is still valid, otherwise you would have missed the trip. It's truly fortunate that you can pack your bags when you get home. Go to Shanghai tomorrow afternoon to stay overnight and take your flight the day after tomorrow at noon."
For a moment, the only voice in the car was Qian Yarong's.
Lu Siwen was in great fear and subconsciously tightened the strap of her bag.
Not only was there a sense of bewilderment and confusion about the unexpected arrangement, but there was also a sense of being suddenly kicked out.
"Mom, is it because I met Zhai that you...?"
Qian Yarong interrupted, "I'm not that naive. Do you think I would joke about such a big thing? This is a matter of life!"
Although their contact was not deep, Qian Yarong had already changed her opinion of Zhai Da due to his mature and polite behavior during his time with the publication and college entrance examination.
If Zhai Da was of the same age, she would admire him very much.
If it didn't affect Lu Siwen's plan to study abroad, she would definitely appreciate it and even hope that such a child could interact more with Lu Siwen.
I even secretly thought that if I encouraged and supported Zhai Da to go abroad together, would that be a "solution"?
But in the end, it was put aside because it was too troublesome. She didn't know Zhai Da's family, and she didn't have time.
Lu Siwen may not be the only one who meets someone at the wrong time.
Therefore, she could only express a clear attitude, or a clear rejection.
"I know it's a bit sudden, but I didn't choose the timing. I'll get your college entrance exam results certificate as your guardian later."
The car fell into suffocating silence again.
In the end, Lu Siwen didn't have the chance to say what he wanted to say, and Qian Yarong didn't ask.
Or rather, it doesn't matter anymore.
A long chapter of nearly 4,000 words.
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