[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-reborn-in-2008-the-gear-obsessed-heartthrob":3,"chapter-reborn-in-2008-the-gear-obsessed-heartthrob-reborn-in-2008-the-gear-obsessed-heartthrob-chapter-93":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Reborn 2008: The Gear System God",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2223800,4100,"Chapter 93","reborn-in-2008-the-gear-obsessed-heartthrob-chapter-93",93,"\u003Cp>\"Siwen, do you like Zhai Da?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Zetao had been observing the battle for a long time. This was the first time he had spoken, and the scene was quite quiet for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeming afraid that Lu Siwen would brush it off, Lu Zetao added: \"I mean the kind of liking where you date.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After speaking, both parents observed Lu Siwen's complexion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But unexpectedly, after a brief moment of astonishment, Lu Siwen didn't show a panicked or shy expression, but instead began to think about the matter seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, she shook her head, as if she wasn't very sure herself: \"It's not liking... it shouldn't be...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although she said that, the first reaction in her mind wasn't Zhai Da, but the girl on the back of the bicycle who came with Zhai Da's mother that day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Zetao: \"But you have a good impression of him, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, Lu Siwen couldn't deny it anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Admiration, envy, respect, esteem... these were all good impressions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Siwen nodded without hesitation; admitting this wasn't embarrassing at all. Classmate Zhai was so excellent...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then Dad asks you a second question: do you not want to go abroad anymore?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Honey!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let me finish asking.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Zetao ignored Qian Yarong's protest and waited for his daughter's answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, Lu Siwen thought for much longer, and finally nodded cautiously: \"I'm worried I won't adapt to going abroad...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Zetao temporarily closed his book.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tone was calm, and no inclination could be heard: \"Going to a new environment, not adapting is inevitable. The family has been preparing for going abroad for many years, both in terms of mental effort and financial resources. In the past two years of communication, you haven't objected. Regretting it now at the final stage will make it very difficult for your mother.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Siwen suddenly felt very uncomfortable in her heart... but she could only nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She also had many grievances... how could she have known what going abroad meant before... how old was she then?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she couldn't say it...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Yarong crossed her arms:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your third mock exam score was 390. I've asked friends; if you only consider the cutoff line, it's about at the level of Southeast University or Nanjing University. Do you know where they rank in the global university rankings?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Siwen shook her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They don't have a ranking, just the latest list this year.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even Tsinghua and Peking, which are on the list, don't even rank as high as universities in Brazil or Argentina. Siwen, we are all doing this for your own good. How many people want to go abroad but can't find a way? They don't have these conditions!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the suppression of real-time data, Lu Siwen gradually lost the courage to refute and lowered her head to accept the education.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And after Lu Zetao finished asking the two questions, he seemed to no longer get involved in this dispute, just continuing to read his book.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Occasionally, when he saw something brilliant, he would take a signature pen out of his chest pocket and underline it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The sky is most beautiful when it's about to be dark but isn't yet; love is most sinking when it's about to be loved but isn't yet... written so well...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were only four words on the book cover, \"Long Road of Lu,\" which was the first half of the book that Lu Zetao had copied with Zhai Da's consent before it was mailed out. He had already read it three times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was absorbing the \"literary spirit\" and looking for a feeling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lu family dinner ended, and it couldn't be called a happy parting, because one side of the dispute seemed to have already surrendered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Siwen returned to her room, heavy-hearted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ragdoll cat always followed its little owner, rubbing against Lu Siwen's smooth calves as usual, seemingly sensing that its little owner was in a bad mood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Siwen sat on the bed for a moment, then simply lay back, throwing herself onto the soft mattress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The high-elastic mattress swayed slightly, along with the fullness that the young girl usually didn't show.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Siwen raised her hand to cover the dazzling light from the ceiling and talked to herself:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Right, I haven't replied to Classmate Zhai yet...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——————\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next morning, Zhai Da still hadn't received a reply from Lu Siwen, but he wasn't in a hurry; at school, on the way to school, there would always be a time to bump into her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe she was thinking about how to refuse this ten thousand plus yuan? Zhai Da wasn't very sure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, after he arrived at school and devoted himself entirely to his studies, he forgot about this matter again. There were only ten or so days left until the college entrance exam. If one counted the three days of leave usually given before the exam for preparation, the class time was even less.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Therefore, the teachers of all subjects were like gym members whose memberships were about to expire, cranking up the intensity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Four Heavenly Kings\" of \"Chinese, Math, English, Physics\" carved up the students' day completely. There were 15 minutes of break time in total; the previous class would drag on for seven minutes, and the next class would start seven minutes early.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The extra minute was for students to practice the 100-meter dash, incidentally use the restroom, and challenge the limits of their field of vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, everything was built on the foundation of \"self-spurring.\" At this time, no one would say anything even if one was truly late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the afternoon, Ding Rong, the Chinese teacher, dragged the last class on for another ten minutes. Finally hearing the words \"class dismissed,\" Zhai Da hadn't even finished stretching when he heard Ding Rong call him:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zhai Da, come to the office with me for a moment.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhai Da was helpless and could only get up and follow her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his past life, hearing \"come to my office,\" Zhai Da would shudder all over and immediately start self-checking what had blown up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now his mindset was much more peaceful. With his grades as the top in the school, no matter what blew up, the teachers would have to help cover for him; this was called duty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the office, some teachers were already eating, and there was a smell of food.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding Rong brought Zhai Da to her workstation:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There aren't many days left in your school life. June 3rd is the last day of class, and then there will be three days of leave to go home and prepare for the exam. The school plans to hold a mobilization meeting on the 3rd; you could also call it a graduation ceremony.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhai Da nodded, waiting for the rest. He had this memory in his past life too; basically, every school had this, just at different times. Some were very early, even in the first semester of the third year of high school, and some were very late, only doing it in the last two days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It all depended on the principal's mood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Didn't you get first in the grade in the third mock exam? And you're a typical example of thick accumulation and thin hair. The school wants you to speak at the mobilization meeting as a representative of excellent students.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a bit beyond Zhai Da's expectations. Unknowingly...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had he mixed his way into being an excellent student representative? Such a distant term.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps Ding Rong also felt it was somewhat magical and smiled, saying: \"I didn't expect that in my first time as a homeroom teacher, I would produce a 'big shot' like you. I used to hear that boys exert force late and get fiercer the further they go into the second half; I thought it was a joke.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You don't have to worry about the speech delaying your studies; it won't be made very complicated. You just need to read the manuscript; it's already prepared for you, with a maximum total length of three minutes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhai Da nodded. If that was the case, it seemed he didn't need to refuse, so he accepted the errand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was about to leave, Zhai Da suddenly turned back and said: \"What if I write a manuscript myself?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Still, prioritize studies; don't disperse your energy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's not a waste of effort. I write essays well, remember?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright, but I need to review it; after all, it's a public speech.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhai Da made an \"OK\" gesture and turned to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding Rong was dumbfounded and smiled. Sometimes communicating with Zhai Da really didn't feel like talking to a seventeen or eighteen-year-old student.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Teachers always have a deeper impression of the first class they are homeroom teachers for. At the very least, she felt she wouldn't forget this child, Zhai Da, even when she was seventy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This batch of children was also the \"youth\" she couldn't go back to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She believed Zhai Da would also become a frequent guest in Ding Rong's mouth, appearing in the education of every batch of juniors in the future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even a \"legend\" in the mouths of teachers of every subject.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Packing his schoolbag and leaving the classroom, Zhai Da merged into the noisy campus, pondering whether to go to an internet cafe to play and download some new songs for his [Dynamic MP3].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There weren't many of the original owner's songs that could be used; even if the rhythm was passionate and cheerful, love and affection occupied the majority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Considering the powerful effect of the [Dynamic MP3], it was better to be selective with the songs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Passing by the bus stop, Zhai Da actually met that little girl from yesterday again, but today she was with her mother. There should be a tutoring class the little girl attended nearby; they waited for the bus at the same time every day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhai Da raised his eyebrows at the little girl from over ten meters away. The little girl waved happily, and the two of them greeted each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Zhai Da left, the little girl's mother noticed that her daughter had been staring somewhere and asked: \"Maomao, who are you looking at?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little girl pointed in a general direction: \"Someone I know! The person who gave Dad flowers!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman's expression immediately became serious, and she looked in the direction of her daughter's hand: \"Who? Who gave Dad flowers?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The one in blue and white!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman's pair of murderous electric eyes swept over, naturally ignoring Zhai Da, who was wearing a school uniform, and locked onto a woman wearing a blue and white dress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmph! Very good! Very, very good!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She immediately sent a text message: \"Fine, let's divorce! The child is mine!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three seconds later, in an office a few kilometers away, a scream rang out:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What the hell!?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>————————\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhai Da didn't know he had inadvertently become a creator of conflict. Playing with a deck of cards in his hand, he stepped onto the overpass he passed every day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the seasons changed, the overpass he always passed at dusk, when the day was about to turn dark but wasn't yet, now offered a different view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because it faced almost the widest road in Dongyang County, the view was wide. Every time he passed over the bridge, he could see the sunset and the red sun at the end of the traffic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reinforced concrete turned into black silhouettes, and the flowers, plants, and trees were dyed with warm golden yellow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A short-haired girl stood alone at the edge of the overpass, her body leaning forward slightly, staring into the distance in a daze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This scene made Zhai Da think of a sentence: All bridges are warm, because they make the rivers no longer sad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The overpass should be the same; traffic is also a flow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhai Da played around and walked behind her:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What's wrong? Thinking about whether to have sauce or not, whether to love or not?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The short-haired girl turned her head, making Zhai Da pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Siwen's eyes were red.\u003C\u002Fp>",2020,"2026-06-17T20:38:09.169Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","d7c5e7556eb4a09f88c93d062847006cd9ac2c94d823340d6b60583b4116ded7","reborn-in-2008-the-gear-obsessed-heartthrob-chapter-94","reborn-in-2008-the-gear-obsessed-heartthrob-chapter-92",326,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freborn-2008-the-gear-system-god-cover.jpg"]