Chapter 221: Luck in Life (Ten thousand words!)

Chen Siqi was not familiar with Lu Yan He's circle as an artist.

In fact, Chen Siqi was originally a bit nervous about meeting Li Zhibai and Yan Liang. As an ordinary person, she always felt that the world of artists was too far away from them, and under the packaging of the company and the propaganda of the media, they wore a kind of natural halo, which easily made people feel a sense of distance and gap.

But Li Zhibai and Yan Liang presented a posture that was more open than ordinary people as soon as they met, which immediately made Chen Siqi feel closer to them.

As the co-editor-in-chief of *Jump Up*, Chen Siqi had already read the articles written by Yan Liang.

Seeing the person through the writing.

Chen Siqi had a good impression of Yan Liang because Yan Liang's articles gave people a feeling of being down-to-earth and serious.

The articles he wrote were actually plain language, but very sincere, writing about the regrets of childhood and the regrets of not experiencing an ordinary high school.

Meeting Yan Liang today and seeing him teasing her and Lu Yan He with Li Zhibai, Chen Siqi discovered that he was actually not as serious and solemn as he looked in the articles.

Li Zhibai pointed at Lu Yan He and asked Chen Siqi: "Is Lu Yan He an old pervert in school?"

"What?" Chen Siqi was stunned.

Li Zhibai said seriously: "It means being very humble, calm, and well-behaved on the surface, but actually, when it comes to causing trouble, he doesn't cause any less trouble?"

Lu Yan He was speechless and said: "Are you sure this is the meaning of an old pervert?"

"Close enough," Li Zhibai looked like he didn't care about the true meaning of an old pervert.

Chen Siqi couldn't laugh or cry, shook her head, and said: "He rarely causes trouble in school."

"How is that possible? Just the things I know are more than one," Li Zhibai clicked his tongue and pointed at Chen Siqi. "Are you covering for him? It seems there is indeed something fishy between you two. Let me ask, did you like him first, or did he like you first?"

Li Zhibai, who had been telling Lu Yan He to rest assured before Chen Siqi came, now asked with a wicked smile, as if he had forgotten what he had said.

Lu Yan He patted the table, "Li Zhibai!"

Li Zhibai sighed and said: "Okay, okay, I won't ask."

However, at this time, Chen Siqi said again: "The things that happened to Lu Yan He in school, Lu Yan He was affected by them; none of them were caused by him actively."

This was responding to Li Zhibai's question just now.

Actually, Li Zhibai and Yan Liang both knew what was going on. Asking like that just now was purely to tease Lu Yan He and Chen Siqi, but Chen Siqi took it seriously and was explaining for Lu Yan He.

Yan Liang hurriedly nodded and said: "We know, Li Zhibai said it on purpose; don't take it seriously."

The atmosphere was a bit awkward for a while.

Seeing this, Lu Yan He had to stand up to smooth things over and said: "Li Zhibai, the manuscript you promised to write for us, when can you give it to us? Our book is about to close for submission."

Li Zhibai said: "I really can't write it. Don't make it difficult for me. If it really doesn't work, forget it. Otherwise, I can only find a ghostwriter."

"Otherwise, could Li Zhibai's article be written in the form of an interview?" Chen Siqi suddenly said.

"Huh?"

"I've also thought about it. A column for character interviews in each issue is also good," Chen Siqi said. "The format of our book is not too much right now; we can add a character interview column."

Li Zhibai immediately agreed: "This is good, just this."

Lu Yan He asked: "Then do we still need to find someone who can do interviews?"

Chen Siqi said: "Yeah."

"I'll introduce one to you," Li Zhibai said. "I knew a reporter before who wrote my interview manuscript, and he wrote it very well."

Lu Yan He said: "He has already written about you. If he comes to write about you again, can he write fresh things?"

"That's true," Li Zhibai said. "Then you guys should go find someone."

After dinner, Li Zhibai and Yan Liang prepared to go back first.

"We're leaving then," Li Zhibai said to the two of them.

Lu Yan He: "Bye."

Li Zhibai patted Lu Yan He on the shoulder, his mouth almost reaching his ears.

This guy still couldn't help his desire to watch the show.

Lu Yan He was numb.

He wasn't angry either, because he knew Li Zhibai was like this. If he had any more intimate actions with Chen Siqi, Li Zhibai could jump up on the spot and perform a cloud-soaring stunt for him.

After the two of them left, Lu Yan He turned to look at Chen Siqi and asked: "You today..."

Chen Siqi: "I don't want to talk about those unhappy things. Accompany me to the game hall."

"Huh?"

"I want to play."

"Oh," Lu Yan He nodded. "Then let's go. I'll check where there is a game hall nearby."

Then, twenty minutes later, Lu Yan He watched Chen Siqi holding the controller, killing zombies fiercely in a zombie game for half an hour.

Although Chen Siqi was expressionless from beginning to end, she exuded a powerful aura.

When Chen Siqi finally passed the third level, she put down the controller.

Lu Yan He asked: "Are you not angry anymore?"

Chen Siqi: "It's okay."

She turned to look at Lu Yan He and said: "I don't want to go back. Let's go watch a movie."

Lu Yan He nodded, "Sure, what do you want to watch?"

"Whatever, you pick. I just don't want to go back, whatever is fine."

So, the two of them went to watch a movie again.

By the time the movie was over, it was already ten o'clock at night.

The two of them emerged from the cinema and walked onto the streets of the summer night, which were still filled with rolling hot winds, wrapped in the pungent scent of camphor trees and that sultry heat unique to summer in the air.

Chen Siqi took out her phone, glanced at the screen, and sneered.

"Are you going back?"

"Go back? No, I'm not going back," Chen Siqi looked at the phone coldly. "I've been out for so long, and they haven't made a single call. I don't know how they managed to be so moved by their own concern, as if they really loved me to the point of losing their minds."

Although Chen Siqi was saying these words with a coldness, it made Lu Yan He feel uncomfortable.

If not having parents is a misfortune, then having parents like Chen Siqi's is another kind of misfortune.

The content of misfortune has its own pain, but the feeling of pain is similar.

Lu Yan He looked at Chen Siqi and was about to say something when Chen Siqi suddenly looked at him and shook her head, "Don't comfort me. I don't want to be comforted; I just need you to accompany me."

"Okay," Lu Yan He nodded.

Besides that, he didn't say a word more.

He didn't know what else he could say.

They went to a 24-hour self-service bookstore right on the street.

Making such a self-service bookstore in a bustling city is actually a municipal project.

Compared to practicality, it is more of a landmark and landscape existence.

However, on this summer night, the two of them sat inside and started reading books.

Chen Siqi asked: "Are you going to live-stream?"

"Not today," Lu Yan He shook his head. "I don't live-stream every day."

The two sat on the chairs in the self-service bookstore and started reading quietly.

Eleven o'clock at night.

Xin Zixing and Liu Yajing came out of a KTV.

They waved goodbye to others and prepared to go to a spicy hot pot place in front for a late-night snack.

It was already early morning, and the bustling business district during the day only had sporadic figures left.

Liu Yajing said: "There are really few people here."

"Everyone is off work," Xin Zixing glanced at the time. "It's almost early morning. You've been working hard lately."

Liu Yajing had a bright smile, "Hard work? Fashion is so fun. This is my favorite work content, much more interesting than what I did before."

"That's because you love this yourself."

"Yeah," Liu Yajing nodded. "I'm planning to go to Hong Kong this weekend. Do you want to go with me?"

"Where would I find the time? I've been busy to death lately," Xin Zixing said.

Liu Yajing asked: "Are you still preparing for the *City Travelogue* documentary?"

"Yeah," Xin Zixing nodded. "The higher-ups approved a lot of budget, just wanting to make this a brand for our Ye Mai website. We are currently selecting cities. I've been on five business trips in the last two weeks."

"Also, people who don't travel much think about traveling, and people who always travel don't want to at all," Liu Yajing suddenly paused. "Huh? That person looks like Lu Yan He."

She pointed to a self-service bookstore about five meters ahead, a bookstore with glass walls on all four sides, exposing the scene inside to the surrounding view.

Xin Zixing followed Liu Yajing's gaze, "It's him. The girl next to him is Chen Siqi. She really is a high school student, staying in a self-service bookstore reading books late at night."

"This is too coincidental," Liu Yajing took out her phone. "However, they are sitting together. Why does this scene look so much like a movie screen?"

"This scene is very cinematic," Xin Zixing said. "Would you sit in a self-service bookstore in the city center with a friend and read books? Late at night?"

"No, if any friend of mine did this, I would even think they were sick," Liu Yajing said frankly. "However, they are sitting there, but I feel it's very harmonious. The picture is too beautiful."

She took a picture of this scene with her phone.

"I want to post it online."

"Don't cause trouble for them. The two of them were just on the hot search not long ago."

"Fine," Liu Yajing clicked her tongue. "What a pity. I think if this photo is posted, it will definitely be a hit. This feeling is too wonderful."

Xin Zixing stood in place, looking at the small glass house five meters away.

In the dark night, the small glass house was overflowing with warm yellow light.

The original design concept was to create a sense of temperature in the city.

At this moment, this concept was felt by Xin Zixing in a quiet way.

Xin Zixing said: "Only young people like them would think of making a magazine in this era."

Liu Yajing: "Speaking of which, how is their book doing? Didn't they solicit submissions on our Ye Mai website before?"

"Still collecting manuscripts. Jiang Yin arranged an intern to help them," Xin Zixing said. "They are expected to release it at the end of the month, but according to the current progress, it may not be released on time."

"Then delay it?"

"Maybe. I didn't urge them. The two young people doing this thing don't even have a team to help. It's not easy to do it to this extent by themselves," Xin Zixing said with a smile. "I'm quite looking forward to what kind of book they will make."

Chen Siqi turned the book over on the table and turned her neck.

Lu Yan He looked up at her.

"Sore neck?"

"A little, it's a bit sore from looking down all the time," Chen Siqi said. "It's already 12:30. Let's go back."

"Go home?"

"Yeah," Chen Siqi nodded. "You call a car, and I'll call a car too."

"I'll call it. I'll send you back first," Lu Yan He said. "It's too late. I'm not at ease with you taking a taxi back alone."

Chen Siqi did not refuse.

Lu Yan He called a ride-hailing car and sent Chen Siqi back first.

Before she got out of the car, he asked: "Do you want me to wait for you at the door?"

Lu Yan He was worried that Chen Siqi would have another conflict with her father and Liu Weian after going back and run out again.

Chen Siqi: "No need, you go back. They must be asleep."

Lu Yan He nodded.

But Lu Yan He still waited at the door for five minutes before leaving.

What Lu Yan He didn't expect was that Li Zhibai and Yan Liang hadn't slept yet and were both in the living room.

One was lying on the sofa reading a book, and the other was sitting on the floor playing games.

Lu Yan He looked at them in surprise and asked: "Why haven't you slept yet?"

Li Zhibai looked up at him, "Yo, you're back. We thought you weren't coming back tonight."

Lu Yan He: "..."

Li Zhibai asked: "What did you and Chen Siqi do?"

"Nothing, watched a movie."

"Watched a movie and came back so late? Who are you fooling?"

"What's there to fool you about?" Lu Yan He yawned, "I'm sleepy. I'm going to take a shower and sleep."

"Going to sleep already?"

"It's already one o'clock, why not sleep?"

"Do you have work tomorrow?"

"No, but I'm very sleepy."

"No work and you want to sleep today?" Li Zhibai hummed twice, "You go take a shower first, give you some time to think carefully, whether you want to confess honestly later."

Lu Yan He: "... Confess what?"

"What do you think you should confess?" Li Zhibai immediately said, "You found a girlfriend without a sound, and you're still pretending."

"What girlfriend? Don't talk nonsense. I've told you eight hundred times, it's not, it's not, it's not."

"Then let me ask you, do you like her?" Li Zhibai asked.

Lu Yan He was silent.

Li Zhibai: "Heh, you defaulted, right?"

Lu Yan He: "Well, liking her doesn't mean anything. I do like her."

"Then confess quickly, why are you still dawdling and being ambiguous?" Li Zhibai said excitedly.

Lu Yan He was speechless, "No, I like her, why are you so excited?"

"Isn't it exciting to see my son arching a cabbage?" Li Zhibai had a cryptic smile.

Lu Yan He: "Get lost."

He entered the bathroom.

Yan Liang looked at Li Zhibai and said: "You've gone too far."

Li Zhibai hummed twice, "Pretend, you. You didn't miss a word when I asked him. Now that I've asked, you say I've gone too far."

Maybe friends are like this. Many things are really not polite, and even a bit offensive, but they must be said, must be asked.

Li Zhibai didn't expect that his relationship with Lu Yan He would reach this point within a year.

He didn't expect that Lu Yan He would have his first love, and he would actually have a kind of old father-like excitement and enthusiasm.

The next day, Li Zhibai got up early, which was rare. Even Yan Liang was surprised and asked in disbelief: "Are you catching a flight?"

"Catching what? I'm just taking advantage of the time today to write the manuscript I promised Old Lu."

"Didn't you say you were going to find someone to write an exclusive interview for you? Why are you writing it yourself again?"

"Isn't it because I have something I want to write?" Li Zhibai had a wicked smile.

Yan Liang immediately asked suspiciously: "What do you want to write?"

"I've already thought of the title. It's called *Don't Be Cowardly When It's Time to Confess! *."

Yan Liang: "..."

He said: "Lu Yan He might beat you to death."

Li Zhibai raised his chin, "Just watch."

What Yan Liang didn't expect was that Li Zhibai actually sat in front of the computer for three hours and wrote the article.

Yan Liang: "You were like a difficult birth for half a month, and today you suddenly laid an egg like an old hen. It was so fast, I don't know what to say."

"This shows that when you can't create, don't force yourself to create. There will always be a time when inspiration comes."

"You call this inspiration?"

Li Zhibai: "Why not? Didn't I write it?"

Yan Liang: "Looking forward to Lu Yan He's reaction when he sees this article."

Li Zhibai was confident: "With my literary talent, tsk, it's amazing."

Although he had known Li Zhibai for several years and had seen Li Zhibai's thick-as-a-city-wall confidence many times, at this moment Yan Liang still wanted to take off his shoe and throw it at Li Zhibai's face.

When Lu Yan He learned that Li Zhibai had actually written the manuscript in one morning, his first reaction was whether he had heard it wrong.

When Lu Yan He saw the title of Li Zhibai's manuscript, he suddenly understood.

Damn.

Lu Yan He read Li Zhibai's manuscript from beginning to end.

A complex mood arose spontaneously.

Li Zhibai's article was unexpectedly good.

Direct, honest, all plain language, but full of youthful vigor.

He actually wrote a fictional story.

"What I want to tell is not my story, but someone else's story. This story is just like all romance dramas, with a tacky beginning. A man likes a woman, and this woman... seems to like this man too."

"They are high school classmates, but they are not in the same class and are not that familiar. How they met, I don't know. When I knew, they already had some signs, but this man still wouldn't admit it, stammering, and I don't know what he was shy about, he was too embarrassed to admit it."

"If I weren't so familiar with this person and could see through his mind at a glance, I guess it would have taken a long time for me to know about them."

This was the beginning of Li Zhibai's article.

This beginning was written entirely based on Lu Yan He and Chen Siqi.

Lu Yan He knew it as soon as he saw it.

But the fictional story that followed had nothing to do with them. Li Zhibai fictionalized a story of various misunderstandings caused by mistakes, telling how these two people sparked, which had nothing to do with the general romance style, but focused on how this pair of young men and women became opponents at the school sports meeting, and then looked at each other with thunder and fire.

To be blunt, Li Zhibai was just fantasizing.

Although the whole story was fictional, this man was written based on his Lu Yan He.

What looked like a normal person on the surface, but was actually a bit socially phobic, a bit easy to be shy, and also said that he was easy to get hot-headed when he had a conflict with others, but after the matter passed, he was easy to blame himself and reflect on whether he did something wrong.

In Li Zhibai's pen, this man was a bit fussy and self-conflicted.

It might not be 100% Lu Yan He, but it was 100% Lu Yan He in Li Zhibai's mind.

"..."

After Chen Siqi read this article, her first reaction was: "The boy in the story Li Zhibai wrote is based on you, right?"

Lu Yan He had black lines all over his head, wanted to deny it, but didn't know how to deny it.

Chen Siqi said: "He knows you quite well."

Lu Yan He was confused and said: "Huh? Do you think the person in this story is really me?"

"It does look a bit like you," Chen Siqi said bluntly. "Don't you think it looks like you?"

"I don't know, I don't know how to say it."

"You really like to reflect. Haven't you noticed? No matter what happens, you like to find problems from yourself," Chen Siqi said. "You are the person I have ever seen who is most afraid of hurting others because of your own reasons."

Lu Yan He was stunned.

Why did Chen Siqi say that too?

In their eyes, what kind of person is Lu Yan He?

Lu Yan He couldn't help but start to think.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly realized, what is there to think about?

Just at this time, the interview program that Lu Yan He had promised was about to be recorded.

Peng Zhixing's interview program on Arctic Light Video.

After meeting at the graduation party in June, Peng Zhixing made an appointment with Lu Yan He for this interview program, and now it was finally time to record.

During this period, many interview programs came to Lu Yan He, but Chen Ziyan didn't accept any of them.

Chen Ziyan felt that Lu Yan He was too young now. Since he had already accepted one interview program, that was enough. He didn't have enough experience to support multiple interview programs, and it was easy to expose his shortcomings.

So, all summer, there was only this interview program by Peng Zhixing.

It had been a while since they met. As soon as Lu Yan He met Peng Zhixing, Peng Zhixing smiled and congratulated: "You've been getting more and more popular lately."

Lu Yan He: "No, no."

Peng Zhixing communicated with Lu Yan He and said: "I have listed an outline for the interview. You can take a look first. We will talk about the specific content during the formal interview. You don't have to worry. I won't ask particularly sensitive questions. If you feel that you don't want to answer my questions, you can just tell me, and it will be edited out in the final cut."

Lu Yan He heard Peng Zhixing say this, smiled and nodded, and said: "Thank you."

When preparing, Lu Yan He was still looking at the outline given by Peng Zhixing, when someone suddenly knocked on the door.

It was Lin Miaomiao.

The long-lost Miss Lin.

Lin Miaomiao had her hands behind her back, raised her chin a bit arrogantly, looked at him, and said: "Lu Yan He, you are too much."

"Huh? What's wrong with me?" Lu Yan He was confused.

Lin Miaomiao said: "As long as I don't contact you, you never take the initiative to contact me."

Lu Yan He only then knew that this was what Lin Miaomiao meant.

He was embarrassed immediately.

Lin Miaomiao really wasn't deliberately looking for trouble. When she said this, Lu Yan He realized that he really hadn't taken the initiative to contact Lin Miaomiao.

"Been a bit busy lately."

"Hmph," Lin Miaomiao walked in, her eyes full of scrutiny, staring at Lu Yan He seriously, "You did it on purpose, right?"

"Huh?"

"You like that girl named Chen Siqi, right?" Lin Miaomiao stared at Lu Yan He and suddenly became aggressive.

Lu Yan He stammered.

"I knew it," Lin Miaomiao hummed lightly, "Just as I thought."

Lu Yan He found that he really didn't know how to deal with Lin Miaomiao.

Lin Miaomiao said: "Don't worry, I won't be jealous. I never thought about falling in love with you, don't misunderstand."

Lu Yan He smiled awkwardly and said: "How could that be, I'm not that narcissistic."

"Did you breathe a sigh of relief?" Lin Miaomiao looked at Lu Yan He and asked, "Hearing that I didn't think about falling in love with you, did you breathe a sigh of relief immediately?"

"No, no," Lu Yan He denied awkwardly.

"Whether you admit it or deny it, in short, I just want to be friends with you. Just remember this," Lin Miaomiao said. "You're going to record the show soon, right? I'm leaving first. Let's have a meal together after the show."

Lu Yan He nodded subconsciously.

At this time, he was really embarrassed to refuse again.

The interview program was not live, and it was on Arctic Light Video. Lu Yan He was relatively familiar with Arctic Light, so his mindset was quite relaxed.

On his way to the studio, he ran into Hou Jun, the director of *Small Song Gathering*.

Hou Jun pulled him and said: "You're very popular lately. When will you come to our show to play again?"

Lu Yan He said: "Anything is fine. I also really want to record *Small Song Gathering* again."

Hou Jun was all smiles and said: "That's what you said. I'll send an invitation to your agent when I go back. Don't refuse again."

"How could that be!" Lu Yan He said. "But I'm starting school soon, and I've also accepted two other shows. Time might not be so abundant. As long as the time can be coordinated, I will definitely participate."

"Okay," Hou Jun said. "As long as you don't dislike that our show isn't that popular."

"It's clearly very popular. There are only a handful of shows that are longer-lived than *Small Song Gathering*," Lu Yan He smiled and hugged Hou Jun. "I'm going to record the show first. See you later."

"Okay," Hou Jun nodded.

Along the way, quite a few people greeted him.

All the way to the studio, Lu Yan He chatted with Peng Zhixing in the backstage for a while, and Peng Zhixing was ready to go on stage.

Lu Yan He waited backstage, waiting to appear.

*Book Club* is a cultural program jointly made by Arctic Light Video and Jingtai Station.

It hasn't aired yet, and it's the first episode being recorded.

The person sent by Jingtai to be responsible for this program is Xu Bantian.

Because he offended Chen Ziyan on the spot, Xu Bantian was slapped by his father, and he was also removed from a station variety show he was originally scheduled for and sent here to do a mainstream program just to complete a political task.

Xu Bantian was furious in his heart.

He was the on-site deputy director. Before the recording of the program, he took the on-site audience through their reactions a few times and explained to the audience the matters that needed attention during the subsequent recording. He had to go to the guest lounge and ask them to prepare to come out to record the program.

The guests invited today were either cultural celebrities or popular writers. Of course, there were also celebrity artists who supported the popularity of the program.

Among them was the female writer Yu Jiang, who became famous at the age of seventeen.

Xu Bantian arrived at Yu Jiang's lounge, but found that Yu Jiang was not there. When asked, no one knew where she had gone.

Xu Bantian's fire rose immediately.

The program was about to be recorded. Where did she run off to at this time?!

He immediately found Yu Jiang's phone number and made a call.

"Hello, Teacher Yu, where are you now? Our program is about to start recording, and I didn't find you in your lounge," Xu Bantian suppressed his temper and asked politely.

"I'm at the entrance of Studio 2. I'll be back soon."

Five minutes later, Yu Jiang hurried back.

Xu Bantian's eyes widened when he saw Yu Jiang.

"Teacher Yu, you haven't put on makeup yet?"

Yu Jiang's face was bare, she should have just taken off her makeup and hadn't had time to put on stage makeup.

Yu Jiang said: "Hurry up and call the makeup artist to put on makeup for me."

Xu Bantian looked at her bossy attitude and didn't know what to say for a while.

A bit angry.

"Makeup artist!" Xu Bantian roared, scaring Yu Jiang.

"Ouch, such a loud voice, you scared me!" Yu Jiang even complained about him.

Xu Bantian couldn't stand it anymore and said: "What were you doing just now? Our program is going to start recording in ten minutes, and you haven't even put on makeup yet."

Yu Jiang didn't answer.

"Okay, don't urge me, soon."

A swear word was on Xu Bantian's lips, but he stopped.

Mainly because the person in front of him was really quite popular, and had many readers.

Xu Bantian had just suffered a big loss from Chen Ziyan, and he didn't dare to risk offending people again.

He walked away angrily, saw a staff member, and immediately asked: "What is Studio 2 doing now?"

"Peng Zhixing is recording his interview program *Zhi Xing*."

"Peng Zhixing?" Xu Bantian knew this host because he had just debuted not long ago, his fame was not great, but he was highly valued by Arctic Light.

Is Yu Jiang his fan?

Doesn't look like it.

Xu Bantian asked again: "Who is the guest of *Zhi Xing* today?"

"Lu Yan He."

A name that sounded familiar to him came out of the other person's mouth.

Xu Bantian's face changed immediately.

This was the first time Lu Yan He sat in the studio, accepting someone else's interview in front of hundreds of viewers.

Peng Zhixing said: "You have become an idol for almost all high school seniors. In one year, you counter-attacked from the bottom of the grade to the second in the grade, and also got into Zhenhua University through the college entrance exam. Such an experience sounds more legendary than a movie. Can you share with everyone how you did it this year?"

"How I did it... well, it's actually very simple. I set a goal for myself: I want to get into Zhenhua or Yuming," Lu Yan He said frankly. "I didn't have much confidence in whether I could get in. I just wanted to set a particularly high goal for myself. Only in this way could I force myself to put in the greatest effort to achieve it."

"But it's easy to set a goal, but it's very difficult to persist in working towards this goal."

"It's very difficult, so I have to force myself to the edge, leaving myself no way out," Lu Yan He said. "I also accidentally opened a study live-stream room, and people supervised my study every day. Moreover, many people knew that my goal was to get into Zhenhua and Yuming, which forced me not to give up halfway, because I didn't want to be laughed at. If I had just worked hard by myself, maybe I would have given up in a month or two."

"You are amazing, actually thinking of using external force to force yourself to work hard," Peng Zhixing sighed sincerely.

"My original intention was not like this, but the live-stream room played such a role," Lu Yan He said with a helpless smile. "If I had known in advance that the pressure would be so great, I definitely wouldn't have opened this live-stream room."

"You were already on this boat at the time, and you couldn't get off, so you had to bite the bullet, right?" Peng Zhixing asked with a smile.

Lu Yan He nodded.

"There is another very key reason: several classmates and friends around me supported and encouraged me," he said. "Without their support and encouragement, I might have given up long ago. Whether it's classmates in the class, my teachers, or Li Zhibai and Yan Liang, they all gave me a lot of help. Like I lived with Li Zhibai and Yan Liang for the past year, as long as I didn't go out, they would be very careful not to make any noise, not wanting to disturb me. I said I was reading in the room. Actually, as long as it wasn't too loud, it wouldn't affect me, but they still muted as much as possible. Li Zhibai and Yan Liang played games muted for this year."

Peng Zhixing's eyes widened in surprise.

"Wow, they are really considerate."

"Yeah."

Peng Zhixing asked: "Preparing for the senior year, have you ever really thought about giving up?"

"No," Lu Yan He shook his head. "Actually, I didn't encounter anything that I had to give up. On the contrary, if I didn't participate in the college entrance exam and didn't study hard, there was nothing else to do. Well, everyone knows that my parents left very early, and I was raised by my grandmother. Later, my grandmother also left. Being an artist was not particularly successful, and I was almost forgotten. If I didn't study seriously and get into a good university, I wouldn't know what I could do in the future."

Peng Zhixing looked at Lu Yan He's eyes intently, and a look of heartache appeared on his face.

"I actually didn't dare to mention this, but I didn't expect you to mention it yourself—you were raised by your grandmother since you were a child. I know it's terrible for me to ask this, but I still can't help but want to ask, do you still have memories of your parents?"

Lu Yan He was silent.

Memory?

Is it the original body's memory, or his own memory?

"There are some vague memories," Lu Yan He paused after saying this. He couldn't help it. Unexpectedly, when talking about this topic, he was calm rationally, but suddenly he was attacked by an indescribable sadness, and his eyes instantly turned red. "More are the memories of living with my grandmother."

"You must miss your grandmother very much, right?"

"Yeah." Lu Yan He didn't expect that at this moment, the original body's memory and longing for his grandmother suddenly surged into his heart. For a time, he couldn't tell whether it was his longing for his parents or the original body's longing for his grandmother, or both, intertwined, becoming a chaotic emotion, strangling his calm and reason.

"Your grandmother raised you very well. You are a very warm and kind person," Peng Zhixing said.

"Thank you," Lu Yan He smiled embarrassedly. Lowering his head, he was almost in tears. He hurriedly turned his head away and held back his tears.

He didn't want to fall into such emotions and immediately said again: "Probably because I have lost all my relatives in my life, so I cherish the feelings for friends and classmates more. Li Zhibai, Yan Liang, and I are no longer with the same agent, but we still live together. Sometimes I also feel that I am lucky. Although I have lost many people, I have also gained many people. God still didn't let my life be just a wilderness."

Peng Zhixing's eyes suddenly turned red.

"Yan He, sorry, I should actually be more professional, but I didn't expect you to still say you are lucky at this time," Peng Zhixing took a deep breath and shook his head. "I can only say that you are really a warm person by nature. Even now, you are still actively looking at the best side of your life."

Applause suddenly sounded in the audience.

Lu Yan He hurriedly waved his hand.

"But this is especially good, really, especially when I saw the news that you and your classmates were preparing to make a book, I was very happy," Peng Zhixing said. "I am especially willing to see you actively doing what you want to do. Maybe it's really because I saw your counter-attack in your senior year, especially compared to your senior year, your acting career, and even your life, you are counter-attacking. I especially want to see you succeed, as if your success can bring me a lot of strength."

Lu Yan He's ears turned red from listening, and he waved his hand embarrassedly, "Brother Zhi Xing, you made me feel uneasy."

"About the future, do you have any plans?"

"Huh? Future?"

"In the near future, what thoughts do you have for your four years of university? In the long run, what do you want to do for your future, what thoughts do you have?"

"I have all kinds of ideas, but they are just ideas," Lu Yan He laughed. "My agent once said a sentence to me, and I like it very much. She said that I am only nineteen years old, so I don't need to set a route for myself that I must follow in the future. Walk and see, try more, experience more, and then find what I really like and am good at. That's what I'm doing now."

Peng Zhixing nodded: "Your agent makes a lot of sense. According to the information I have, your agent is Chen Ziyan, a very famous ace agent in the industry, right?"

"Yes," Lu Yan He nodded with a smile. "She is very powerful."

"What was your mood when you knew she was going to be your agent?"

"I fought for it myself," Lu Yan He corrected. "She was going to bring three newcomers in the company, and I went to interview for it myself. I hoped that my acting career could change a little, so I gathered the courage to tell her that as long as she brought me, I would definitely give her a surprise."

Peng Zhixing blinked in surprise, "Are you the type of person who will actively fight for opportunities for yourself?"

"Yes."

"Judging from the personality traits you've shown, it doesn't seem like that."

"I do get embarrassed easily and have a bit of social phobia, but at many critical moments, I will force myself. Just like *Golden Age*, I almost couldn't act in it. I also took the initiative to contact the director and finally fought for the opportunity to appear."

Peng Zhixing: "Speaking of *Golden Age*, this should be your first time acting?"

"Yes," Lu Yan He nodded.

Peng Zhixing asked: "This drama hasn't met everyone yet. How do you think you acted?"

"It's okay," Lu Yan He said. "I enjoyed the time filming."

"Then what evaluation does Luo Dao Yuzhong have for you?" Peng Zhixing asked.

Lu Yan He shook his head and said embarrassedly: "I don't know about this. I have to listen to what Luo Dao says."

"Then let's listen to what Luo Dao says," Peng Zhixing suddenly said.

"Huh?" Lu Yan He stared in surprise, looking at Peng Zhixing without knowing why.

Peng Zhixing said with a smile: "Luo Dao Yuzhong recorded a VCR for your program." ===== CHAPTER 222 =====