Only create an opportunity for oneself, an opportunity to throw reality far away, to et one’s love in a dream, and to be together for a long ti yet briefly...
"Co on, what did you do to her after you took her upstairs last night?"
Wu Wenyue’s change in attitude didn’t escape Huang Tianxuan’s notice, and she was curious. While Wu Wenyue went to the cutting board to chop vegetables, she lowered her voice: "Is it because of the Shared Dream? What did you all dream about?"
Li Peifeng replied perfunctorily: "Learning music, singing songs, then going on an impromptu trip."
Huang Tianxuan acknowledged with a sound and her curiosity undiminished, turned to ask Wu Wenyue about their experiences in the dream.
ntioning this, Wu Wenyue was intrigued. After breakfast was ready, the four gathered in the dining room to eat, and she couldn’t stop talking during the al.
Which hot spring was the best at Rift Ridge Grassland, how the Knowledgeable Bird of the Frosty Snow Highlands pairs well with Woodland Mushroom, the taste of Sweetheart Fruit from Sintland Basin, and how magnificent the scenery of Thunderstorm Highlands is.
Like a newlywed wife who has just returned from a distant place, boasting about her honeymoon with her husband to her close friends...
Zhao Qingge listened expressionlessly, and Huang Tianxuan also lacked interest, not concerned with these matters.
She rely asked Li Peifeng about what they did before sleep, seemingly trying to analyze the necessary conditions for the Shared Dream.
Li Peifeng glossed over it, finding so pretexts to evade the question. To get Wu Wenyue to stop talking and to ease the atmosphere, he suggested she sing a song a cappella, the Nord tribal song "Celestial Snowfield," to showcase what she learned in the dream.
The song was sung haltingly, and she forgot so words, but overall, the effect was pretty good.
After the song ended, Huang Tianxuan clapped appreciatively: "Although the Nord lyrics sound like South Korean, it’s very nice."
Zhao Qingge also praised it with so regret: "Still couldn’t rember all the lyrics?"
Wu Wenyue shook her head: "When I was singing just now, many words were made up by . I only rember a few disjointed syllables of the chorus, and I’ve forgotten their specific anings. But that’s not important; the focus in the dream was the lody. Rembering all the lyrics is useless since I would have to translate them into reality or have Xiaofeng write new ones."
Li Peifeng blinked and cheekily said: "I’m not good at writing lyrics; my cultural literacy isn’t sufficient. Director, could you help out?"
[I can help you to death, help you graduate quickly, help you, this rebellious disciple, disappear from my life as soon as possible!]
Zhao Qingge replied calmly: "I’m very busy and have no ti. Also, as the end of the term is approaching, don’t forget to give your assignnts."
"Huh?" Li Peifeng was stunned, thinking to himself that he still had a final assignnt?
Zhao Qingge continued: "It’s the assignnt for the ’Network Literature Research’ class. Back then, your junior brother and sister were divided into six groups, publishing online literature on six different platforms, creating jointly. By now, the creation should have reached a phased result. Prompt them to submit their research report quickly, analyze and compile it based on their reports, and write a material on the ’Objective Laws Reflecting the Aesthetic Changes of Online Literature in 2121,’ no less than 30,000 words, to by early January next year."
"...Oh." Li Peifeng thought to himself that this probably didn’t count as a personal vendetta, right?
But Zhao Qingge didn’t stop: "This is your final assignnt, and for the ’International Dissemination of Online Literature’ topic, the section ’Prospects of Online Literature Going Overseas’, you also need to submit it to by early January next year."
With a slight pause, Zhao Qingge reminded again: "Lastly, the graduation thesis should not be delayed. I gave you revision suggestions last week; have you finished the second draft? Exams are coming up soon; have you studied diligently?"
Damn, anxiety kicked in!
Li Peifeng cursed inwardly and nodded repeatedly: "I’m writing, I’m studying."
...
After breakfast, Li Peifeng hurried out to start his volunteer work on the first day after the lockdown.
One task was to maintain order for the second round of nucleic acid tests for all residents of Jade District. With prior experience, the speed of the second test was fast, and it was completed in two to three hours.
The second task was distributing supplies to the residents of each building. It wasn’t too exhausting since many new volunteers, mostly residents of Jade District who had nothing to do during the lockdown, ca out to help.
Close to noon, while the community was distributing box lunches, Li Peifeng saw He Ying, also picking up a box lunch in protective gear at the property office, feeling surprised.
"Where were you this morning? You didn’t reply to my texts."
Under the goggles, He Ying’s eyes appeared slightly tired: "The community ntioned the psychological support matter in the property group last night. I received a few calls this morning, had four visitors, so I was busy consulting them all morning, with no ti to check my phone."
"Xiaong’s here?"
Sister Zheng saw the two of them at this mont, personally handed a box lunch and two bottles of drinks to He Ying, praised them with so officialese, and then soberly said: "The reporters from Capital Satellite TV might co here for an interview this afternoon. I plan to have you two appear as volunteer young couple, showcase your deeds. After all, you’re both top students and a couple, very newsworthy. Just answer whatever the reporters ask, but be mindful."
Li Peifeng paused mid-bite, what? A couple? An interview on TV?
He Ying glanced at him: "You misunderstood, he and I aren’t a couple, just classmates."
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