Quick Wear: Oops, the mission target is crying again

Chapter 702 Young Man Admires 47

Unfortunately, Zhang Dingyu is an Aries, his birthday is in March, and his 18th birthday is before the college entrance examination.

Moreover, his birthday was on a Tuesday and he was still in school.

In the dormitory, Chen Xin and two other people secretly bought him a four-inch cake to celebrate.

"Congratulations to our good brother Zhang Dingyu for entering the first team of adults. From now on, he can enter Internet cafes with his real name and check into Internet rooms without any worries!" Chen Xin rolled up a book, put it to his lips as if it were a microphone, and pretended to go through the Q process.

The lights in the dormitory were turned off, and only the two golden number candles with "1" and "8" on the cake were lit.

The fiery red candlelight reflected in Zhang Dingyu's eyes, and a hint of smile appeared in his usually calm eyes.

At Zhao Xuan's urging, he began to make a wish.

He closed his eyes for one second, two seconds, three seconds, and then opened his eyes.

"Is that the end of the wish?" Wang Mingyu looked incredulous.

Zhang Dingyu nodded as if it was a matter of course. He had only one wish.

He hoped that, not being greedy, he was hoping that, since he had only made one wish, God could try harder to help him fulfill it.

Later, no one knew who started it, but someone smeared cream on Zhang Dingyu's face, and then things got out of control.

When everything calmed down, the four of them were covered with cream of varying sizes.

Another queue to take a shower.

After taking a shower, Zhang Dingyu rarely stopped working on her homework. She took out her cell phone from the drawer and went to bed.

Wang Mingyu came out in slippers and saw him taking his phone to bed. He shouted to Chen Xin and Zhao Xuan, "Hey, Zhang Dingyu took his phone to bed to chat with his girlfriend again."

Chen Xin rubbed his hair and said, "We are all adults now, what's wrong with dating? I heard Zhang Dingyu and his girlfriend say two days ago, I will be obedient~ Oh my God, it makes my teeth fall out."

Zhao Xuan also laughed: "Don't talk nonsense, maybe Zhang Dingyu is chatting with his sister."

Zhang Dingyu turned a deaf ear to their words and turned over with his back to the three people.

Don't listen, don't look, and don't respond.

Then he unlocked his phone and clicked on it. Sure enough, just as he thought, she had sent him a message.

It was a photo of a gift, a transfer, and a neat "Happy Birthday" that fits her temperament very well.

Zhang Dingyu specifically told Lingyao about his eighteenth birthday because the college entrance examination was approaching and he was still in class that day, so he didn't plan to go back home to celebrate.

Lingyao looked at him expressionlessly for more than ten seconds before she hummed coldly.

The college entrance examination was partly the reason why Zhang Dingyu chose not to go back.

Another reason was that after he had been running all the way, he saw that the door was finally about to open and he was one step closer to her. Facing the door right at hand, he felt both anticipation and worry.

In the end, he chose to prolong his "adulthood" and wait until after the college entrance examination when everything would be settled.

However, at this moment, he still couldn't suppress his restless heart. There was too much boiling molten lava in his heart, and it could no longer be contained and was about to overflow.

[Sister, I am an adult now]

Zhang Dingyu typed out these words.

While waiting for the other party's answer, he curled up in the quilt. It was March and the weather was not that hot, but perhaps because his chin was buried in the quilt, it was too stuffy, and he only felt that his breath was a little hot.

His eyes looked brighter in the reflection of the screen.

Lingyao's reply came quickly.

[Well, happy adulthood, brother]

With a bang, Zhang Dingyu's head hit the beam of the bed. He groaned, but felt no pain.

I just felt my face burning.

She seldom called him that. At home she mostly called him by his name, and in front of outsiders she often called him "my brother".

She seldom calls him "brother", almost never.

Zhang Dingyu now has some understanding of the difference between "sister" and "sister".

Chen Xin and the others seemed to be accustomed to Zhang Dingyu banging her head.

No concern, only jokes.

"Zhang Dingyu, you are an adult now, you should be more stable."

"No, Zhang Dingyu, your girlfriend is so good at this. I think she's going to make you pout."

"You didn't keep telling us who it was because you were just being someone's bootlicker, did you?"

Zhang Dingyu did not reply as usual, but this time she pulled the quilt up to cover her head.

……

Amidst repetitive learning and the cheers from teachers and classmates, the countdown at the back of the class changed day by day, from three digits to two digits, and finally to an exciting bright red single digit.

Three days before the college entrance examination, the school was closed early. Zhang Dingyu, like some other candidates, packed up and went home to prepare for the exam. Lingyao drove over to pick him up. This time, Zhang Dingrui was still in school, so Lingyao only picked up Zhang Dingyu.

Before today, Zhang Dingyu had not gone home for two weeks and had been staying in school to study, although Zhang Dingyu knew what was going on.

But in an atmosphere where everyone is studying hard, test papers are piled up, books are flipped over and over again, and the corners are almost curled up, one can't help but feel a bit of depressing and anxious.

Lingyao noticed that he looked a little different from before. His hair was longer and his face was thinner. He still had earphones on his ears when he bent over to get into the car. His lips moved but he didn't make a sound.

When he saw Lingyao in the car, his eyes lit up. He didn't take off the earphones, but his lips stopped muttering.

Lingyao put the meat pie she bought on the roadside into his hand and asked curiously, "What are you listening to?"

Zhang Dingyu heard this and took off the earphones from her ears in a trance: "English composition template."

Lingyao nodded. Seeing that he was a little anxious before the exam, she stroked the long hair on his forehead with her fingers.

"It's okay to take a break once in a while. Your grades are pretty stable, so don't worry too much."

"Yeah." Zhang Dingyu responded in a muffled voice. He actually understood that unless something miraculous happened like the answer fell from the sky in the last few days, the score would not change much under normal test conditions.

But it is more or less affected by the environment and other factors.

He pursed his lips, and suddenly tilted his head to ask Lingyao: "Sister, how many points did you get in the college entrance examination? Which school did you apply to?"

Lingyao: “…”

After thinking carefully, Lingyao gave the answer: "I was several dozen points above the recommended score line. I got into Hunan University. My score is not as high as your usual score."

Lingyao couldn't help but add one more sentence at the end.

Zhang Dingyu had already taken a bite of the meat pie. His cheeks puffed up as he bit his mouth while mumbling, "That's because your talent isn't in exams. You can write so many excellent scripts, but I can only read."

"You will know more when you go to college." Lingyao took time out to pick him up. At this moment, she was holding her phone, handling work while replying to Zhang Dingyu.

Zhang Dingyu's chewing movements gradually slowed down, and he looked up at the scenery speeding away outside the car window.

It was the height of summer, and the evening sky looked as if it was splashed with orange juice mixed with strawberry juice. The sky here was not as blue as that in Taiping Village, but it made Zhang Dingyu feel much more at ease.