Chapter 113



What is life like as you approach the college entrance examination? Apart from the word "monotonous", Zhang Yansheng could hardly think of any other adjectives.

The head teacher required them to arrive at school at 7:20 in the morning, and then poked them madly with a stick to make them run - in order to pass the physical education exam.

Zhang Yansheng often takes the lead in the morning.

She has great stamina and runs with ease and rhythm. When it comes to long-distance running, rhythm is really important. Find someone with a good rhythm to run with, and you will feel relaxed.

So in the morning, you would often see a large group of people running behind Zhang Yansheng, all running in unison and with precise rhythm. It is also a scene in the early morning.

What followed was an exhausting whole day, with no time for him to think about studying. It was not until dark that he walked out of the campus under the starlight and moonlight.

As for weekends, other courses that cannot be arranged on weekdays are naturally squeezed into the weekends.

For example, extra tutoring after class, or talents, etc.

Zhang Yansheng no longer has the bright lights and wine and women of his previous life. He lives such a monotonous life in this life, but he also does not have the emptiness, loneliness and coldness of his previous life. He is so busy that he has no time to think about anything else.

In this monotonous schedule, time flies quickly. School just started and in the blink of an eye, it is already the Golden Week of October.

Zhang Qi played throughout the summer vacation. During this short vacation, she ran to the old lady to act as a filial granddaughter.

She also criticized Zhang Yansheng: "She disappears when the holidays come. I envy her for still being in the mood to go out and have fun. As for me, I don't have the mood to run around as I get older. I just want to stay at home and read books, listen to music, and accompany you."

The old lady smiled and said, "She is young."

On the last day of the holiday, Zhang Yansheng came back, along with Zhang Huan, and brought Zhang Heling and Zhang Shuocheng to see their grandmother. Zhang Yu's family also arrived.

Zhang Qi asked Zhang Yansheng: "You've been having fun for a few days, right? Where did you go?"

Zhang Yansheng said: "N City."

Zhang Qi asked again: "With whom?"

Zhang Yansheng said: "Classmate."

Zhao Lanfen was surprised: "Isn't your school a public school?"

Zhang Yansheng: "Yes."

Zhang Qi asked: "Can I hang out with my classmates? My high school classmates always stayed in very cheap places and ate very cheaply when they went out to play."

Zhao Lanfen recalled: "You insisted on going with your classmates at that time. If I didn't ask you to go, you would be unhappy. Later, when you saw the photos they sent, the accommodation, the bathroom... you kept saying that you were lucky you didn't go."

Zhang Qi said: "Yes, yes.

Zhang Yansheng was speechless at the sight of this mother and daughter talking to themselves.

They also asked for details, and Zhang Yansheng told them: "We took the high-speed train and stayed in a youth hostel."

"Youth hostel..." Zhao Lanfen raised her voice, "Is it one of those shabby places?"

For a socialite like her, youth hostels are places she will never set foot in, not in this lifetime.

"It was OK," Zhang Yansheng recalled, "but the bathroom was a bit bad. It was a squat toilet, and the shower was right above the squat toilet. You had to queue up..."

Before Zhao Lanfen screamed, her cousin Zhang Lin screamed first: "Stop, stop talking! I'm going to vomit!" He rubbed his arms, obviously having goose bumps, and he was really about to vomit, his face even turned a little green.

The old lady frowned slightly.

Zhao Lanfen complained to her brother-in-law Zhang Huan: "Why are you treating the child so unfairly!" She also glanced at Liang Yingying.

It looked as if Zhang Yansheng was abused by Zhang Huan and Liang Yingying.

Zhang Huan had a smile on his face, but he was thinking, "She wanted to do it herself!"

The old lady tried to smooth things over and asked Zhang Yansheng, "Can you bear it?"

Zhang Yansheng laughed: "The toilet is a little bit bad, but it's not unbearable. Others use it the same way, and it's quite interesting."

She said: "We were six girls and four boys. We originally booked a six-person room for the girls, and the boys and girls lived separately. But one day, there was only one twelve-person room left in the hostel, so we lived together. The girls were fine, but the boys blushed like red cloth, which made us laugh to death."

The old lady laughed out loud: "Child, this is really interesting."

"The other two bunks belonged to a college couple," Zhang Yansheng said. "They occupied a bunk bed and had to sleep together on the lower bunk at night. The boys in our class were even more embarrassed."

Everyone laughed together.

Zhang Lin is a boy, so he is a little thick-skinned. He winked and said, "Nothing happened at night?"

Zhang Yu poked his head and scolded him with a smile: "Get lost! He He Shuo Shuo is here!"

Zhang Heling: “?”

Zhang Yansheng rolled his eyes. "It's a room for twelve people. There are no curtains and night lights. What kind of noise is there? It's just sleeping. People like to sleep in a crowded room."

Everyone laughed again.

Zhang Heling: “?” What’s the funny point?

Zhao Lanfen sighed and said with some disdain: "These girls have no self-respect at all."

No matter what this meant or who said it, it didn't sound pleasant. The old lady and Zhang Huan frowned, even Zhang Yu frowned and looked at his wife, while Zhang Yansheng raised his eyebrows.

She and her aunt had no grudges or conflicts in their previous life. Even when they occasionally met later, she would hold her hand, sigh and squeeze out a few tears, saying that she had been wronged, and asked her if she needed money and insisted on giving her money.

Therefore, Zhang Yansheng didn't care about Zhao Lanfen's harmless little calculations, tricks and sour words in this life. It's just the normal and ordinary thoughts of a normal person.

But the sentence just now makes me uncomfortable. Because she used the word "some", Zhang Yansheng and her female classmates seemed to be involved.

Zhang Yansheng raised his eyebrows: "Who do you think doesn't love himself?"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Lanfen said, "It's like this. Finding a boyfriend who is so poor that he has to live with so many people when traveling. If our parents knew about this, they would be so sad."

"But maybe this kind of girl's family is also of this level." She said, "Anyway, you girls, you must remember to find a boyfriend who is of the same social status as you. Don't be blinded by this kind of poor boy."

Zhang Yansheng: “…”

Zhang Yansheng didn't expect that this was what she meant. I felt like I punched cotton and almost got a stitch in the side.

It turns out that the thinking of young girls and middle-aged and elderly women is of different dimensions.

The old lady supported her eldest daughter-in-law for once, and nodded, saying, "Lanfen has a point. Don't think this is old-fashioned thinking. Being well matched is not just about being rich or poor, but also about different values ​​formed by different family conditions and educational experiences. If the conflict of values ​​is too great, we can't live like this."

Zhang Yansheng was even more speechless: "Grandma, I'm only in the second year of high school."

The old lady laughed: "I told your sister."

Zhang Qi said angrily: "Nu~nu~"

The old lady took the opportunity to ask, "Does Qiqi have a boyfriend now?"

Zhao Lanfen said modestly: "There are several people chasing after her, all of them are pretty good. One of them is the youngest son of Luo Ming Electronics in City Z. He looks good and has a good appearance..."

So they started talking about Zhang Qi's love life.

Zhang Yansheng felt bored after listening to the chat, so she took out her phone to take a look. She found that her classmates’ group chat had exploded, and everyone was tagging her crazily.

“@张雁声雁声雁声! There’s a rich guy! He gave us a reward of 100,000 yuan for our video!”

“@张雁声He gave 10,000 yuan for each of the ten videos! A total of 100,000 yuan!”

“@张雁声雁声! The videos he rewarded were all yours! And they were not from the same account! He followed all of our accounts!”

“@张雁声This must be your fan!!! Damn, so rich!”

The classmates group has exploded into chaos. For high school students from ordinary families, it is good enough to have a few hundred or a thousand yuan in pocket money. It is rare for them to have the opportunity to come into contact with money in the amount of one hundred thousand yuan.

I am really excited and scared at the same time.

There were already too many messages in the group. Zhang Yansheng only jumped to the first message that tagged her and took a look. She didn't read the rest and directly sent a message in the group: "?"

"Ahhhhhh the wild geese are coming!! They're finally here!"

Zhang Yansheng asked: "What's going on?"

She added: "One person should speak, don't have too many people speak at the same time, it will make you dizzy."

So a classmate who was good at summarizing explained the situation to her and sent her a screenshot of the background of the video platform.

In the screenshot, the ID of the rich man who gave the reward is called "Xipan Tingsong".

This kind of four-character name with a little bit of traditional Chinese style is too common, and is far less recognizable than "Purple Eyes? Bing Ning? Qing Si Ru Xue". It is basically forgotten after being seen, and has never entered Zhang Yansheng's mind at all. When Zhang Yansheng saw the name, he didn't even feel familiar with it.

In short, the matter was made clear. This Xipan Tingsong followed several up-loaders in the class who uploaded videos with Zhang Yansheng. I need to specifically mention “with Zhang Yansheng” here because there are other students in the class who also post videos. For example, there is a classmate who would record a video of himself solving problems. The problem-solving process is very clear, and it is surprisingly popular, with more than a thousand fans.

Moreover, he and several other classmates’ accounts followed each other, but Xipan Tingsong did not follow such classmates. All the up-loaders he follows must have posted videos with Zhang Yansheng.

The videos he rewarded all featured Zhang Yansheng as the protagonist.

So even though there were no messages or voices, a clear and understandable message was expressed silently and quietly: the money was a reward to Zhang Yansheng.

Most of the students received this message clearly. That's why I'm crazy about tagging Zhang Yansheng.

Everyone was excited, but also a little overwhelmed.

Some are even asking: "What should we do? Should we give it back to them?"

"What are you returning? This is a reward!"

"So what are we going to do with this money?"

Because those videos do not belong to the UP host alone, they are actually shot by everyone together. When middle school students first encounter so much money, they get a little panicked and don’t know what to do with it.

A smart classmate said, "This understanding is for the wild geese. Let the wild geese speak."

Everyone: “Second!”

“Second!”

“Second!”

“Second!”

Zhang Yansheng thought for a moment and said, "For every video that has a reward, the reward will be divided equally among all the participants in the video, including the actors, cameramen, creatives, and assistants."

After Zhang Yansheng said this, everyone felt more confident.

"Sure!"

“That’s a good idea!”

"That's it!"

Zhang Yansheng looked up at the adults who were talking enthusiastically about Zhang Qi's suitors, and then said in the group: "We make videos just for fun, not to make money. Now it's easy to distract everyone. We won't make any more videos in the future, and we should study hard."

"I think so too. I was stunned to see so much money today!"

"Yeah, it scared me to death!"

"Yansheng is right."

But some people couldn't figure it out and couldn't help but mutter in the group: "You can make money, why don't you just leave it there and make money?"

Someone with good connections immediately sent him a private message: "Are you stupid? You think this money is for us? It's obvious that someone has taken a fancy to Yan Sheng! If Yan Sheng doesn't bid, do you think someone will give you money for free?"

The man shut up.

Zhang Yansheng listened to the adults chatting for a while.

It's quite boring, anyway, my cousin just acts reserved. As for my aunt, when she talked about those boys, all she talked about was their family background, appearance and how they tried every way to please Zhang Qi.

She listened for a while and then looked down at her phone.

The classmates in the group had obviously communicated privately, and announced to Zhang Yansheng in the group: "@张雁声雁声, we have discussed it, and this reward is actually mainly for you. We think it is better to distribute it like this: each reward will be given to you separately, and then the remaining 9,000 yuan will be divided equally among all participants (including you). It has been approved by all members, and your objection is invalid. That's it!"

There is a row of "OK" emojis at the bottom, in neat formation.

A group of little cuties.

Zhang Yansheng couldn't help but smile.

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