Chapter 85: Exclusive on Jinjiang 2/2

So, like many teachers, Song Fu Zhi tactfully gave her a reminder: “Regardless, academic courses are the most important. Focus on your studies; don’t think too much about other things. Some things are more suitable to be tried after entering university.”

Teacher Song’s intention was to encourage her to study well and not to engage in romantic relationships.

He knew there were quite a few people, openly or secretly pursuing Yao Xinxin, who wouldn’t be attracted to a girl who was both beautiful and talented. Therefore, he was afraid she would dive headfirst into the romance of youth and not be able to extricate herself.

But Yao Xinxin heard a completely different meaning.

Having just discussed the suspicions about FuFu with Fan Tong and others, as well as her glorious achievements in the community during winter break, it seemed like Teacher Song was advising her not to be so obsessed with drawing and to stay away from certain circles. Did her parents tell Teacher Song about her drawing day and night and posting artwork online?

After a calm moment of contemplation, Yao Xinxin realized that it was unlikely.

Even if Teacher Song did know, he probably wouldn’t stop her, at most just offering a reminder.

Feeling a bit reassured, Yao Xinxin let it go.

In the first week of the second semester of the sophomore year, Teacher Song, during the class meeting, clearly outlined the overall study plan for the next year and a half.

When all the courses would end, when the first and second rounds of revision would start, the timing for various mock exams, and then the final sprint stage…

It was all clearly laid out on the blackboard, with each phase taking only a few months.

A year and a half might seem like a long time, but when broken down into many specific tasks, the pressure suddenly intensified.

Pointing to the segment representing this year’s summer vacation on the timeline, Teacher Song said, “For the summer vacation from sophomore to junior year, you should review diligently, treating it as if it doesn’t exist. The winter break that just passed was your last leisurely vacation.”

A wave of suppressed groans echoed in the classroom.

“There are still over four hundred days.”

Teacher Song put down the chalk, making a slight, crisp sound as it touched the desk.

“I will work hard together with you.”

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Teacher Song returned to his routine of often working overtime, grading papers, and preparing lessons, adapting quite well.

So, when one evening he received a message from Zhong Ziyan, Teacher Song was momentarily surprised.

Usually, Zhong Ziyan talked with Shi Zhang; even if there was something to discuss with Teacher Song, Shi Zhang would be present. It wasn’t common for Zhong Ziyan to approach Teacher Song alone.

“Teacher Song, are you at home?”

Teacher Song called her “Manager Zhong,” saying, “Not yet, still working overtime.”

“That’s good.” Manager Zhong got straight to the point. “Teacher Song, I wanted to ask you about something privately.”

“There’s an organizer that wants to invite you to participate in this year’s offline event during the summer vacation. It’s the largest comic exhibition in the country, of top-notch quality. Are you interested? They said they sent you a direct message a week ago and haven’t received a response, so they asked me to inquire.”

Teacher Song asked, “Did they invite Shi Zhang as well?”

“No,” Manager Zhong replied.

Teacher Song smiled. “So, they only want me, not Shi Zhang?”

“Exactly. They believe your image is the most suitable.” Manager Zhong also smiled. “So, I need to ask you first. You decide, regardless of Shi Zhang. If you want to go, go; if not, I’ll decline for you.”

Unconsciously, Teacher Song tapped the desk with his knuckles. “This is summer vacation, right?”

“Yes, the summer comic exhibition.”

“Maybe let it pass.” Teacher Song lowered his eyelashes, looking at the stack of student papers in front of him. “The summer vacation from sophomore to junior year is crucial. If it were the next year’s summer vacation, after safely sending them off, I might consider.”

Manager Zhong chuckled for a while, saying, Okay, Teacher Song has the final say.

Teacher Song had initially planned to discuss this matter with Shi Zhang that evening. However, when he arrived home, Shi Zhang had prepared a bathtub with water, turned on the massage mode, and even placed two glasses of red wine in the bathroom. Professor Shi, neatly dressed in a dark shirt with an open collar, was gazing at him with a calm expression.

Teacher Song’s mind heated up, and he immediately set aside the matter.

It wasn’t until the weekend that Teacher Song was lying on the recliner, reading manga, when Shi Zhang leaned over, asking casually, “We received an invitation from a brand to attend the summer comic exhibition. They want us to cosplay a CP. Interested?”

It was only then that Teacher Song remembered that Zhong Ziyan had asked a similar question. He replied, “I probably can’t make it; we’ll be entering the third year soon.”

Shi Zhang paused for a few seconds before nodding.

Teacher Song observed his expression and asked, “Do you want to go?”

“I say I don’t want to; do you believe me?” Shi Zhang asked back with a smile.

Teacher Song hadn’t replied yet when Shi Zhang continued in a low voice, “As long as it’s an activity we do together, I want to go.”

“But the third year is indeed crucial. Let’s forget about it,” Shi Zhang accepted with composure.

Feeling a bit guilty, Teacher Song lightly kissed the corner of Shi Zhang’s lips. “We can go to the comic exhibition next summer and take some cosplay photos in our free time…”

“Sure, as you say.” Shi Zhang held onto Teacher Song’s jaw, half-jokingly saying, “Once we send those little bunnies off, Teacher Song will be mine alone.”

Clearly, between the teaching profession and the world of cosplayers, Teacher Song chose to stick to his profession, but that didn’t mean he was saying farewell to this joyful circle.

One night, while Teacher Song and Shi Zhang were squeezing onto the couch watching a movie, Teacher Song’s phone vibrated for a long time before he noticed.

Surprisingly, he received a WeChat call from Feifei.

“Feifei?”

Teacher Song looked at the WeChat call with a bit of surprise.

Shi Zhang paused the movie.

Teacher Song answered the call and then pressed the speaker.

As soon as the call connected, a burst of noisy laughter and cheers erupted.

“Wow, hahaha, FuFu Teacher really answered the call!”

“Feifei, amazing!”

“Ah ah ah, FuFu Teacher, I want to confess to you; I’m your dog!”

Teacher Song raised an eyebrow, seeing Shi Zhang’s face darken.

“Hello, FuFei, I am Teacher Song.”

“Feifei, good to see you.”

“Really sorry for disturbing you tonight!” Feifei explained. “A few good friends and I are playing games on a live stream. We randomly selected someone from our friend list to call, and it happened to be you.”

Shi Zhang skillfully entered the live stream software and indeed saw Feifei’s profile spreading ripples in concentric circles, indicating that he was currently live streaming.

Clicking into the live stream room, several people were sitting on a couch, laughing happily.

They were all familiar faces from the show—Feifei, Huya, Qiangwei, and Teacher Dan.

There were also a few small windows in the lower right corner, probably people live streaming with them whom Teacher Song didn’t recognize.

The barrage in the live stream room was madly flashing the name FuFu, shouting how good FuFu was, and asking where he and Shi Zhang had gone after the program.

 “I saw your live broadcast,” said Song Fuzhi.

Feifei: “Does Teacher FuFu want to join the game? Just turn on the microphone, and we can play ‘Who is the Spy?'”

– Good job, Feifei!!

– Ah, ah, ah, Teacher Fufu, please stay!

– Not playing games is also fine; just chat with us, QAQ.

Feifei relayed the audience’s eagerness: “Teacher Fu, if you don’t want to play games, that’s okay. Can we just chat casually?”

Song Fuzhi thought for a moment and said, “Sure, let’s chat.”

Then, everyone heard Octopus Teacher’s indifferent voice from the side: “Ten minutes. We were halfway through a movie.”

– Hahaha, Octopus, you’re really here!

– Octopus: annoyed, interrupted even when watching a movie.

– Alright, alright, in ten minutes, we’ll give your wife back to you!

– Don’t be like that, Octopus Teacher; let’s chat together.

– Ah, ah, ah, catch FuFu and Octopus; don’t go. When is your next event? We really want to meet you!!