"Actually, with your intelligence, if you repeat a year and study hard, you'll definitely get into a 985 university next year."
Chen Pingjiang shook his head with a chuckle:
"Come on, Teacher Yan, don't I know my own capabilities?"
He knew his own capabilities too well.
It was fortunate he was reborn after the college entrance exam; if he had been reborn into the math exam, he'd probably score at most 200 points.
Once he started university, he'd given all that high school knowledge back to his teachers, not to mention having drifted for so many years after entering society.
The most crucial thing was that with Chen Pingjiang's current state of mind, if you wanted him to sit down conscientiously and listen to a lecture, he'd get a sty on his butt.
"I suspect you kid are doing this on purpose, so now Teacher Yu complains to me every time he sees me, saying I didn't manage you well."
Yan Guoping pretended to be angry.
Teacher Yu's original name was Yu Wenyou, Chen Pingjiang's homeroom teacher for the parallel science class in his second year of high school.
At that time, Chen Pingjiang had worked hard and ranked first in the class.
Later, Yan Guoping transferred him to the accelerated class, and Chen Pingjiang started to slack off from then on.
Originally, a promising 985 student was under his guidance, which made Yu Wenyou look good.
But for Chen Pingjiang's future, he reluctantly agreed to Yan Guoping's request.
Who would have thought Chen Pingjiang only got into an ordinary second-tier university in the college entrance exam? This made Yan Guoping lose face.
Chen Pingjiang said with a grin,
"Hey, I thought it was a big deal. I'll go have a drink with old Yu later and explain it to him."
Hearing this, Yan Guoping could only nod and give up helplessly,
"True, your way of dealing with people and your easygoing nature will make you popular in any school. Of course, you should also learn more professional knowledge once you're in university."
"After you've guided this cohort, your historical mission will be over. In the future, tutor Xiao Yan more with his homework, and don't skip any interest classes. Sign him up for calligraphy and piano classes, and I'll go to Xinhua Bookstore to buy some Olympiad test papers for Xiao Yan."
Chen Pingjiang changed the subject, looking at Yan Guoping's son and saying earnestly.
The little fellow's brows furrowed, and he pouted aggrievedly, almost crying.
Outside the teachers' office, a group of classmates were gathered in twos and threes, taking photos.
Chen Pingjiang was about to slip away when the class monitor, Shi Ying, stopped him.
"Li Rui brought a camera, let's all take some pictures together as a souvenir."
"That show-off."
Chen Pingjiang had a vivid impression of this name.
Their two families lived close by when they were young, and they had been classmates from kindergarten to high school, but they never really got along.
Li Rui's father was the workshop director of a repair factory, and their family's conditions were considered good among students in the same grade.
However, later his father had an affair, and after divorcing his original wife, Li Rui was also left to fend for himself.
After graduation, it was said that he bought a car but couldn't afford the car loan, so it was repossessed.
He got divorced once, and for his second marriage, he found an 18-year-old country girl, and they had a son the following year.
However, he died suddenly at a young age, not yet thirty.
Once, at a classmate's wedding, Chen Pingjiang saw Li Rui's father from afar, his hair already gray in his fifties.
Although Chen Pingjiang's academic performance was mediocre, his position in the class had a somewhat detached quality.
He could get along and socialize with anyone, and boys liked to play with him and join his circle, though good students certainly disdained it.
Girls all thought Chen Pingjiang was somewhat handsome, and he was good at chatting, unlike other high school boys who were either shy and afraid to speak, or pretended to be cool to attract attention from the opposite sex.
Chen Pingjiang didn't refuse any requests for group photos from classmates, even though he knew that in a few years, who would remember whom?
But when he saw these youthful, innocent faces and knew their future life trajectories, this feeling of having a 'God's eye view' still filled him with endless sighs.
He had no intention of giving anyone "advice."
Each person has their own destiny; the same birth chart can lead to ten thousand different lives.
Su Zaiyue.
A handsome short guy, probably only 1.6 meters tall, from a well-off family that owned a restaurant.
After graduating from university, his family provided him with an Audi A6 plus a restaurant, a truly perfect start.
But later, he became addicted to gambling and borrowed over two million yuan in high-interest loans.
His old man mortgaged the restaurant property, which was only enough to cover the interest.
Eventually, the entire family fled, directly causing the lenders to swap their BMW X6 for a Buick Regal.
Another young couple was cuddling and taking photos.
Xing Qibin and his girlfriend Wang Ru, their story was quite dramatic too.
That year, Wang Ru and Chen Pingjiang attended different majors at the same university.
Xing Qibin was studying out of town and came to visit Chen Pingjiang, intending to surprise Wang Ru.
While eating a five-yuan minced pork and eggplant over rice at a snack street outside the business school, Chen Pingjiang noticed the young man's face change, looking terribly grim.
Turning around, he found Wang Ru walking by with a tall guy, arm in arm.
If it were Chen Pingjiang, he would probably have directly grabbed a stool and beaten the dog couple down, but Xing Qibin didn't move.
Music drifted from the street,
"I should be under the car, not in the car.
Seeing how sweet you two are,
This way it'll be easier for me to give up.
Give me the courage to leave."
Back at school, Xing Qibin broke up with her.
After graduation, Xing Qibin, that civil engineering dog, went to work on construction sites in Suzhou, returning once or twice a year.
Wang Ru eventually chased after Xing Qibin.
What good man could resist such fervent pursuit?
Finally, after a certain intimate encounter, the two reconciled, had two daughters after marriage, and lived a pretty good life.
"Chen Pingjiang, let's take a photo together."
The voice was a bit soft, like a mosquito, but very pleasant.
Chen Pingjiang turned around and was quite surprised to see it was Zhang Xinyue.
This girl was very tsundere and easily irritable, he didn't expect her to proactively ask to take a photo with him.
Actually, Zhang Xinyue was also very angry.
She was even a bit confused about their current relationship, whether they had broken up or not.
They had argued before, and Chen Pingjiang would always coax her, but for some reason, this time felt different.
Her fair hands were clasped in front of her, her face filled with anxiety, nervousness, and her characteristic tsundere expression.
If it were the Chen Pingjiang of yesteryear, he would probably have eagerly run over to take a photo.
But the current Chen Pingjiang merely shook his head expressionlessly.
Although she was his white moonlight, the newly reborn Chen Pingjiang really wasn't in the mood or mind to coax a young girl.
It was tiring.
Let's just leave it at that.
Being strangers is good, after all, they ended up as strangers in his last life too.
However, that pretty little face and her chest, made more prominent by the strap of her crossbody bag, caught Chen Pingjiang's eye.
Though his heart remained calm like an old monk in meditation, his lower body unconsciously grew warm.
Hmm, a 20-year-old man's body is too terrifying.
Hearing Chen Pingjiang refuse to take a photo, Zhang Xinyue felt both wronged and angry, her face flushing with embarrassment.
With a tsundere flick of her high ponytail, she said,
"Who cares about taking a photo with you anyway?"
Tan Ke had been silently observing from the side, his gaze fixed on Zhang Xinyue.
Seeing Chen Pingjiang refuse the group photo, he was both happy and pained:
"Don't be angry, Xinyue, let's take one together."
Zhang Xinyue rolled her eyes,
"My surname is Zhang!"
Tan Ke was immediately bewildered, thinking to himself, weren't they walking together and chatting quite well when they came to class just now?
…
A song drifted from the school's loudspeakers.
I'm afraid I won't have the chance
To say goodbye to you
Because maybe I'll never see you again
Tomorrow I'm leaving
This familiar place and you
We're parting ways
My tears fall down
I will firmly remember your face
I will cherish the thoughts you gave me
These days will never be erased from my heart
…
"Great-uncle, I feel like my youth is over."
"Erzi, wake up. Only good-looking people have youth; you only have pimples."
(End of Chapter)
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