CHAPTER 62: CHAPTER 62: MEETING THE JUNIOR SCHOOLMATE

"This truly is an unforeseen disaster, but you kind of brought it on yourself."

Song Chen initially felt some sympathy for Zhao Heng, but after knowing the cause and effect, he realized that if Zhao Heng hadn’t been so close with Xu Man Ni, known to everyone, it wouldn’t have happened.

This world is like a complex and gigantic spider web, where everyone is entangled, and a single move can affect the entire network.

"I didn’t expect anyone like this, nor such a dramatic situation to unfold."

Zhao Heng thought he had only seen this kind of jealous confrontation in third-rate online novels and never imagined it happening in real life.

"Reality is even more absurd than fiction. At least novels follow a basic logic, but reality only consists of facts, without logic."

Song Chen shook his head slightly and said.

In essence, this world is incredibly absurd.

No matter what logic you follow, things unfold however they want to.

"Senior, I heard you’re going abroad?"

Zhao Heng looked at Song Chen and suddenly asked.

"Yes."

Song Chen admitted openly.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Heng felt an indescribable sense of loss, and both fell silent for a moment.

Someone as ambitious as Song Chen surely wants to accomplish great things, but in some areas domestically, especially in cutting-edge medical fields, the conditions can’t compare to those at top institutions like Hopkins.

Zhao Heng didn’t quite know what to say.

Should he persuade Song Chen to stay?

It seemed like their relationship hadn’t reached the point where he could ask her to stay.

"Senior, I’ll be going first. Let me know if you get any results."

After a long pause, Zhao Heng stood up and said to Song Chen.

Sometimes, silence speaks louder than words; it already represents so much.

"Yes, relax and don’t take it too seriously. Prepare well for the exam."

Song Chen nodded and advised Zhao Heng.

"I will."

Zhao Heng also nodded, gave Song Chen a deep look, and left the lounge.

Watching his departing figure, Song Chen let out a barely audible sigh.

The moment Zhao Heng left, Song Chen felt as if her heart was wrenched for an instant.

However, going abroad was a planned decision long settled, and Song Chen had spent much time and energy preparing for it; this is one of the few significant life choices she made.

In the words of cultivation novels, her resolve to pursue the path was extremely firm.

Afternoon, at 5:40.

Zhao Heng waited at the entrance of Boya Medical College.

He had arranged with junior Shu Xin to ask her about video recording and starting a video account once she finished class.

Seeing university students walking out in groups, Zhao Heng felt a sense of nostalgia; this was once his own youth!

Soon after, Shu Xin came out of the entrance, and upon seeing Zhao Heng, she happily dashed over, her voice arriving like a silver bell before she did.

"Senior, you’re here!"

When Shu Xin reached him, Zhao Heng nodded to her. How to say this, the dreary mood he had was much improved just by seeing the lively and cheerful, adorable junior.

Who wouldn’t like an optimistic, cute, sweet girl?

"Let’s eat first."

Zhao Heng said briefly.

"Senior, how about Teppanyaki? I have a membership card; my uncle put a lot of money on it."

Without any money concerns, Shu Xin thought and said.

"Hmm... Which one are you talking about?"

Zhao Heng estimated his wallet and asked.

"Just the one on Wuyi Road, with the neon style. My uncle and I go there often."

Shu Xin said.

"Cough, cough..."

"It’s too far; let’s eat something nearby. We need to settle the video thing after the meal."

Zhao Heng masked his slight embarrassment and said to Shu Xin.

The neon-style teppanyaki on Wuyi Road was known for its high standard, over 1000 per person.

With his current financial capacity, he couldn’t easily afford such expensive teppanyaki.

Zhao Heng wouldn’t do something like pretending to be wealthy either.

"Alright, I also heard the Matsusaka beef there is delicious; I wanted to try it with you, senior."

Shu Xin was disappointed but nodded.

Her membership card for that neon teppanyaki was her uncle’s supplementary card; whenever Shu Xin went, she could swipe it freely, eating whatever she liked.

Her uncle never said anything about it.

"What Matsusaka beef? Let’s go have lamb hotpot. I know a place that uses little lambs from Uzumqin, 180 days old. The lamb quality is top-notch, not any less flavorful than Matsusaka beef."

Zhao Heng thought and suggested. When treating a junior, he couldn’t be too stingy. A roadside stall wouldn’t do; this hotpot place was nice, over a hundred per person, fitting for daily spending.

"Okay, senior, wherever you decide to go, I’ll go."

Junior Shu Xin nodded. She just wanted to be with Zhao Heng; eating wasn’t important. Even if it meant squatting by the roadside eating dry buns and drinking mineral water, she would enjoy it.

Soon, they arrived at a hotpot restaurant, found a table, and sat down.

"Senior, have you thought it through? I told you, you must record a clarification video. Look, in just a day, all sorts of bizarre videos have surfaced."

Shortly after sitting, Shu Xin, beside Zhao Heng, said.

"You’re quite familiar with this stuff?"

Zhao Heng was a bit surprised. This junior, besides being a top student, seemed to be well-versed in this too.

"Don’t underestimate me, senior. Let me show you my account on Bilibili. Here, take a look."

Shu Xin took out her phone, opened Bilibili, pulled up a page, and handed it to Zhao Heng.

"You have an account too?"

Zhao Heng was even more surprised as he received Shu Xin’s phone. It was an account of a Bilibili video creator named Shu Xiaomeng.

Then he looked at the follower count, wow!

Zhao Heng was shocked.

"Three million? You have three million followers?"

Zhao Heng was utterly stunned this time.

"Yes, senior, I’ve been running this account for a long time now. Up to this point, I have some small achievements."

Shu Xin said with a sweet smile.

"Senior, see, I didn’t lie to you. I’m quite savvy in this. Later, I’ll help you set up an account and shoot a clarification video. I’ll also be in it, and we’ll post it together."

After pausing, Shu Xin added.

"It’s not going to affect you negatively, right? After all, managing an account isn’t easy for you either?"

Zhao Heng thought for a moment and said.

"No worries, my followers are rational."

Shu Xin waved her hand to signal it was fine.

"What do you usually post to gather so many followers?"

Zhao Heng asked curiously.

He wasn’t entirely ignorant about new media; three million followers meant considerable commercial value.

"Sometimes dancing, sometimes random fun things."

Shu Xin said.

Hearing this, Zhao Heng glanced carefully at Shu Xin again. Outgoing, sweet, and cute, with high looks and a soft, adorable demeanor, along with a pleasant voice. It wasn’t surprising she attracted so many followers.

This is what you call talent. Teams tirelessly working may not achieve what Shu Xin’s follower count represents.

Hard work doesn’t compare to natural ease.