What Wen Liang said today was like a seed buried in He Tianran's heart.
When he got home, he immediately searched for the written examination questions of the directing department over the years and immersed himself in doing them. In some respects, He Tianran was actually a quick-tempered person. Although he studied liberal arts, he never lacked logical thinking and was always ready for everything. I like to make plans and refine goals, especially for things I am passionate about.
One of his strengths is his ability to make decisions and act, but from the side, it can also be said that he is a bit indecisive, especially when it comes to emotions. After all, there is no plan in this matter.
At three o'clock in the morning, he had finished all the preliminary test questions from Hong Kong City Film School in the past five years. Each test paper had 140 multiple-choice questions, a total of five, and his accuracy rate was above 80%.
This surprised him a little. The questions asked in these test papers were indeed complicated, but what he didn't expect was that he had accumulated a lot of miscellaneous knowledge. When he encountered some professional terminology, he would not be blinded.
This was considered a test for himself. The results proved that his basic knowledge was not far behind the art candidates, which also increased his confidence.
"Since you can cross the threshold, you might as well take two more steps."
With this in mind, He Tianran fell asleep peacefully.
The next day, with dark circles under his eyes, he stepped on the bell and entered the classroom.
Cao Aiqing looked at him with confusion and confirmed: "Aren't you going to get some sleep?"
He Tianran shook his head and kept writing in his hand the math test paper he forgot to do yesterday, which was due in the next class.
"What did you do yesterday? You look so tired."
Hearing the concern in his ears, He Tianran stopped his hands and teased for the first time:
"Aren't you afraid that if you talk to me again, you will be forced to stand again later?"
Cao Aiqing glared, wrinkled her nose, bared her teeth in a vicious expression, and then ignored him.
It's strange to say that He Tianran was sick all day after he came back with Zhang Zhifan yesterday, but suddenly he got better today. I don't know what he went through.
But thanks to his words, Cao Aiqing suppressed his curiosity and started to teach.
All morning, He Tianran was making up for the homework left yesterday. Good guy, he didn't move a word. It was strange that he slept so late without doing homework. If Cao Aiqing hadn't helped him keep an eye on the teacher from time to time, this would have been impossible. This guy is definitely going to suffer again!
During the lunch break, He Tianran felt that there was nothing wrong with his homework hand, but his left rib was almost broken.
"I'll discuss it with you..."
He Tianran was serious, while Cao Aiqing was innocent.
"When you remind me in the future, can you please stop poking my tender flesh with the pen? That's where my tender flesh is originally. You are still so strong that I almost jumped from being poked by you several times."
"I-I see the teacher is coming soon, I'm nervous..."
Cao Aiqing said embarrassedly.
"I am the one who is rushing to do my homework. Don't be nervous. When you are nervous, my thinking will slow down."
"...What is the realm of thinking?"
"...It's a state of mind that only smart people have."
"You're talking nonsense!"
Cao Aiqing said unconvinced: "You got the last big question of the math test paper wrong just now. The answer is obviously minus 2, but you calculated the square root of 2! And you said you are a smart person!"
He Tianran, who had completely let go in front of Cao Aiqing, was no longer frightened at this time. He even found it very interesting to tease the girl. He said "tsk tsk":
"Hey, are you observing me again?"
"I don't!"
Cao Aiqing's ears turned red visibly, and she turned away instantly. He Tianran didn't dare to say anything anymore. If he did, the crybaby would probably cry again. He thought for a while and said mysteriously:
"I'll tell you a secret, don't tell anyone else..."
The girl ignored him and flipped through the book, but her ears quietly perked up.
"Next year's college entrance examination mathematics, choose C for the first question, my character guarantees it."
"..."
Cao Aiqing looked at him as if he were a fool, and then moved away. The girl felt that her initial impression of He Tianran should be changed...
"Probably, you do have a 1/4 chance of being right."
"Then I'll make a bet with you...if..."
"natural."
He Tianran blinked and was about to speak when the handsome guy Zhang Zhifan came to see him again. He probably wanted to ask about cooperation at the party.
"Squad leader, you came just in time..."
"Um?"
Zhang Zhifan looked at him doubtfully, and He Tianran said, "What's the answer to the last big question on your math test paper?"
"The root number is 2. The test paper has been handed in. Is it too late to know the answer now?"
"Perfect, smart guy, monitor."
He Tianran snapped his fingers and looked at Cao Aiqing triumphantly. The girl's eyes, which were still reading, suddenly became restless. She said "Oh~", crossed her arms on the table, and quickly buried her face, like An ostrich.
Zhang Zhifan was a little surprised by the behavior of the two people. At this time, he seemed like an outsider.
But before he could react too much, He Tianran stood up and touched his belly.
"I'm hungry, canteen?"
Zhang Zhifan nodded.
The two left the classroom one after another. Cao Aiqing exposed one eye from his arms, looked at the evil-minded figure leaving, and then swung his body and said "Huh~" again.
In the cafeteria, Zhang Zhifan stood in front, holding a meal card in his hand, turned to He Tianran and said:
"What do you want to eat? I'll help you wash it."
"Lion's head, stir-fried pork, fish-flavored shredded pork, two ounces of rice, thank you."
"..."
Zhang Zhifan kept his usual smile and said nothing.
The two found a secluded location and then officially began to communicate.
"Of course, I troubled you yesterday..."
"you guess."
"..."
Perhaps He Tianran's sense of accomplishment from Cao Aiqing had not yet transformed, so he blurted out his inner thoughts at once, which indeed seemed a bit frivolous compared to usual.
"Seeing as you are in such a good mood, you must have succeeded, right?"
Zhang Zhifan asked tentatively.
Just kidding, would I feel better if I succeeded? I'm too lazy to eat with you!
He Tianran was vomiting darkly in his heart, but his mood had returned to normal.
"Monitor, let me tell you how I feel."
"Well, you say."
"You said you wanted to replace me and cooperate with Wen Liang. It doesn't matter to me. You also know that I don't usually like to perform on stage..."
"Understood, then you are..."
"I thought of an idea for you. I made an excuse, saying that I really can't do it. I'll let you accompany Wen Liang. Of course, I won't say that it was you who brought it up. I will send her a WeChat message now, and you will be there too. Now that you know the answer, do you think this is okay?"
He Tianran was retreating in order to advance. He had already thought of an excuse to give in. Zhang Zhifan really couldn't say anything.
"Then...you try it..."
"OK."
He Tianran took out his mobile phone and placed it directly in front of Zhang Zhifan, and then sent Wen Liang a message in front of him:
"Can I cancel the welcome party? I feel like I'm still not good at it, so why don't you find someone else to accompany you?"
Within five seconds of these words being spoken, Wen Liang sent seven or eight question marks in succession, and then even another voice message came over.
"Do you believe I asked my dad to punch you on the head?"
In his voice, Wen Liang was furious, like a female tiger.
He Tianran suppressed a smile in his heart, but his face looked like a bitter gourd. The expression on the opposite side of Zhang Zhifan was not much better.
"Did you hear that?"
"heard it……"
"Buzz~"
As soon as the two exchanged words, their cell phones suddenly vibrated and Wen Liang called.
"You pick up, you pick up..."
He Tianran put the phone directly into Zhang Zhifan's hand. The latter kept saying "I, me, me" for a long time, as if he was holding a hot potato. He struggled internally for a long time, and when he was about to pick it up, the vibration stopped.
"Shall I call you again?"
He Tianran took a bite of the lion's head and wanted to take back his mobile phone to dial.
"I...I'll think about it again, think about it again..."
Zhang Zhifan withdrew his hand, feeling a little rude, and handed the phone back.
In the end, the plate was full of dishes, and Zhang Zhifan hurriedly left without taking two bites, leaving only the words, "There is still a chance, and the future is long."
The sinister boy once again won a brief victory. He chewed the food tastelessly in his mouth without showing any expression on his face.
What he was afraid of was not that Zhang Zhifan would replace him and cooperate with Wen Liang.
What he was afraid of was Zhang Zhifan's confession.
Because as soon as he confesses his love, it will bring out his own cowardice in the face of feelings.
Regardless of success or failure, it is like a mirror, feeling ashamed of oneself.
