The system is very abstract, fortunately I am also.

Chapter 511 Everyone thinks Zhongdeng is a fool, but actually Zhongdeng is not a fool at all.
It is said that the greatest tragedy of middle-aged men is that "spring goes but the flowers remain, people come but the birds are not startled." Sometimes, not only are the birds not startled, but they also have difficulty urinating.

But Chen Zhongping felt that this was nothing to be sad about.
The real sorrow is clearly right now—

I don't know why my wife suddenly got upset. I texted my sweetheart who had been with her the whole time, hoping she would tell me what happened on the way to her exam with her mother. The reply I got was a cold "I'm not telling you!"

Why is there no obligation to inform?!

Wife left, daughter scattered! Wife left, daughter scattered!!
How else can you say you like someone?
What does a businessman like me know about stream of consciousness?
Seeing his wife repeatedly sending him only a "hehe" emoji, Chen Zhongping paced anxiously in the gym, his head covered in sweat from his workout.

Wait!

What era are we living in?! Do we still need to think for ourselves? We have AI!
Chen Zhongping snapped his fingers and immediately took out his phone.

Sure enough, the AI ​​provided the answer immediately.

"Chen Zhongping: If liking has a color, it's probably the grayish-blue that seeps in through the curtains when you roll over and press your hair down in the morning. It's not as intense as in the afternoon, but more real than in the dead of night. The scent is like the fragrance of osmanthus that you left on my trench coat last autumn, which I can still smell when I open the closet this year. Sometimes I feel that the sound of you asking me this question will fall into my coffee cup tomorrow morning, and when I drink it, my whole body will feel warm and moist from my throat to my stomach. This liking is no longer like an emotion, but more like an ecosystem that spontaneously forms in the body."

Song Xin: ?

"Song Xin: I'll roll over and put my head on your hair? Tell me, how am I supposed to put my head on your buzz cut?"

Song Xin: A coffee cup? Do you have a habit of drinking coffee in the morning? So you're using a coffee cup?

Song Xin: Wait! Chen! Zhong! Ping! Where did the osmanthus scent come from in our wardrobe? Whose wardrobe is this? Do you have other homes outside?

Ah, working out is really tiring. Chen Zhongping was drenched in sweat and couldn't stop.

I'm crazy.

Having been away from his student days for so long, Chen Zhongping almost forgot that the worst thing about copying homework is to do it exactly as it was.

You absolutely cannot copy other people's student ID numbers or names.

"Chen Zhongping: If liking has a color, it's probably the grayish-blue that seeps in through the curtains when I roll over and cover your hair in the morning. It's not as intense as in the afternoon, but more real than at night. The scent is like the Chanel Chance Eau de Toilette (spray) 50ml gift set in pink bottle that you sprayed on your trench coat last autumn, and I can still smell it when I open the closet this year. Sometimes I feel that the sound of you asking me this question will fall into my freshly ground soy milk and unsweetened black sesame paste tomorrow morning, and then when I drink it, my whole body becomes warm and moist from my throat to my stomach. This liking is no longer like an emotion, but more like an ecosystem that spontaneously forms in the body."

But it's okay!
It can still be salvaged! It can still be salvaged!
The perfume was one of the many gifts I gave last year; the name was copied directly from a vintage item!

Now it's completely localized!
Impeccable!

The wife didn't reply to the message immediately, but paused for a moment—

Song Xin: Mm-hmm.

Song Xin: It's fine. We've been married for so long, there's no need to worry about these things. You've already tried your best, so just smile.

Song Xin: I have to drive, I have to go now.

Chen Zhongping, in danger!!!
Spicy balls!!
This is a step further than "anger"—"giving up"!

Chen Zhongping emphasized again, "Working out is really too tiring!"
Frantically wiping away the sweat that had poured down his face from exercising, Chen Zhongping trembled as he tried to salvage the situation—

Chen Zhongping: Are you coming home for lunch? I'll go back now and cook for you.

Song Xin: Let's not eat at home, let's eat out.

Chen Zhongping: Okay, whatever you say. Where should we eat?

Song Xin: There seems to be a nice shop next to the Civil Affairs Bureau. By the way, pears seem to be a good fruit.

Chen Zhongping: I really, really want to cook today!! I can't suppress the urge to cook! I'll just go home and eat!

Chen Zhongping: I'm going back to prepare now. You drive carefully. I'm not talking anymore, see you at home!!!

I really don't have time to deal with the gym's antics.

I'm too tired, and I sweat too easily. It's much more fun to go home and coax my wife!

After quickly washing up in the gym's shower room, Chen Zhongping drove home.

Looking back at his chat history with Song Xin, Chen Zhongping smiled.

Whether the AI ​​chose a result that didn't suit it, or it forcibly modified and resent it later, it was all intentional; its emotional intelligence wasn't that low.

This is a knowing smile between husband and wife, and also just my clumsy attempt to please him.

It's pointless to honestly find an AI copywriting tool that suits you and copy it directly.

Chen Zhongping started the vehicle, drove to the intersection, thought for a moment, and then changed direction.

He decided to go to the supermarket to buy a durian first.

It might be useful.

Of course, Chen Zhongping needs to emphasize here that he is not afraid of his wife; he is just spoiling her.

He pretended to be controlled by Song Xin's wife and to have no status at home, but this was actually just part of his plan.

I have my own rhythm, bro!

Some people don't understand anything and just spout nonsense!

At first, the durian thorns hurt a lot, but after kneeling on them many times, I found them to be quite alluring, and gradually, a different kind of feeling arose in my heart.

As for the chat logs also mentioning pears?

Pear? What pear?! No pear!
……

"So, is Uncle henpecked?"

At the entrance of Pingjiang Academy, Lin Li looked at Chen Yuying, who had replied to Chen Zhongping's message and directly showed him the chat history without any attempt to hide it from him, and asked her with a smile.

"I wouldn't say yes or no. Mom isn't actually fierce, and she doesn't really discipline Dad much, but Dad definitely spoils Mom. On the rare occasions when they disagree, he listens to her, at least that's how I see it. And they've almost never had any major conflicts."

After replying with "I'm not telling you," Chen Yuying put away her phone and gave a lighthearted answer.

The family is indeed very happy.

"Auntie isn't really fierce. Today's 'feast at Hongmen' went more smoothly and comfortably than I expected." Lin Li nodded.

"Mom originally planned to have lunch with us, but I insisted that we eat at the cafeteria of Pingjiang Academy, and that's when she finally gave up. If you let her stay with you a little longer, especially when it's just the two of you, you won't say things like that."

Chen Yuying gave a soft "tsk" and laughed.

"That's true." Lin Li didn't deny it.

If he were to attack from the moment he was born, let alone a mere 30 or 40-year-old middle-aged elder, even a centenarian would have his hundred-year-old soul ring absorbed by Lin Li.

But if I need to fight as a human... well, sorry, being human, I'm not used to it.

"Hmph, let's go, let's go inside the school and take a look."

“Okay, Pingjiang Academy is indeed a municipal-level public high school, it’s a bit more advanced than our small, run-down county high school.” Lin Li nodded.

It was 10:30 a.m., and the air still carried a hint of early spring chill, but the sun was already shining brightly on the bustling school gate.

At this moment, the entrance to Pingjiang Academy is bustling with activity.

The only vehicles that could be temporarily parked today were the school's chartered buses in the spacious square in front of the school gate and on the surrounding roads. Private cars like Song Xin's could only be parked a little further away to drop off passengers.

Students in different colors and styles of school uniforms are getting off these buses one after another, a more diverse and novel mix than during the preliminary rounds.

"Assemble over here at Pingjiang No. 3 Middle School!"

"Lixin Academy! First and second year students, follow me!"

"Students from the seven counties, look here! Look at the school badges!"

"Teyvat students, gather here! Sign in and get ten Primogems!" Such shouts echoed at the entrance.

Wait, has something strange been mixed in?

Chen Yuying glared at Lin Li, who was jogging back. This guy had suddenly run into the crowd, shouted something, causing a commotion at the entrance, and then ran back.

Oh well, if he embarrassed himself when he wasn't around, I won't blame him.

Who told him to like me so much? Hehe.

It's not time yet, so Nansang's bus hasn't arrived.

"You should go in from that side; you need to show your admission ticket."

School uniforms of different colors formed streams of people, who, led by local teachers, began to move in an orderly manner into the school gate.

The two moved slightly closer together, tacitly agreeing, and merged into the crowd.

In any case, it is inappropriate to hold hands openly while wearing school uniforms.

So Chen Yuying's fingers simply tugged lightly at the hem of Lin Li's school uniform as a connection between the two.

The school gate is the grandest and most authentic backdrop to youth.

“The weather is pretty good today,” Chen Yuying said, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. When Lin Li turned to look at her, she turned her head to look at the sky. “Also, I like you very much.”

"Such an abrupt transition, such a blunt statement." Lin Li smiled and shook the file bag in his hand.

He knew, of course, that this seemingly abrupt expression of emotion was actually the girl responding to him in the car.

"Then I'll try to be more tactful next time."

"That's not necessary. Being straightforward is fine."

Once you officially step onto campus, the crowd disperses.

Great, Pingjiang Academy also has a fountain, and it's open for business today.

Lin Li glanced at the system panel; no tasks had been triggered yet.

"Let's go check the location of the exam room first." The two arrived at the notice board set up by Pingjiang Academy and looked for the specific building where their exam room was located.

“I’m in exam room 9, which should be that building,” Chen Yuying said, pointing to a teaching building.

“I’m behind you, across from you.” Lin Li then looked at another building further away.

Lin Li's exam room number was 57. Before coming to Pingjiang Academy, the two knew that it was unlikely that they would even get an exam room, let alone an entire building. So they had expected this result and had no other emotions.

"Shall we go to the exam venue now?" Chen Yuying asked.

The exams didn't start until the afternoon, but many school student council members arrived in the morning. In any case, Pingjiang Academy had to arrange a place for these people to stay, and the exam hall served this purpose. So, although the exams didn't start until the afternoon, the exam hall remained open and unsealed.

"Since we're already here, let's take a look around Pingjiang Academy." Both of them only carried a file bag containing stationery, so they weren't carrying much weight. Plus, they were curious, hoped to trigger some kind of mission, and had nothing else to do after returning to the examination hall, so Lin Li immediately suggested.

“Sure,” Chen Yuying replied, of course.

After glancing at the school map next to the exam room and memorizing it completely, Lin Li led Chen Yuying inside, while simultaneously initiating a conversation:
"Speaking of which, my middle school entrance exam score was ten points lower than Pingjiang's. Class monitor, what about you?"

"Me? It doesn't matter to me. My middle school entrance exam score met the requirements, but I'm not a local student, so I can only get into the experimental class. I didn't study for competitions, so having enough points is useless."

"Then you're lucky you didn't study for competitions. You almost got lucky and escaped my clutches." Lin Li patted his chest exaggeratedly.

“It doesn’t matter whether I study or not,” Chen Yuying smiled sweetly. “I don’t want to be too far from home, so even if I study for the competition, I will still be in Nansang, maybe in the competition class? But we will still meet.”

"No, it's so boring if we're not in the same class."

“Yes, that’s fortunate.” Chen Yuying thought for a moment and nodded seriously.

Looking at Chen Yuying, who was so obedient to him, Lin Li couldn't help but hum softly.

Yingbao has the air of a strict, husband-controlled woman!

It seems like it's not impossible that in the future, Yingbao might be tricked into working hard to earn money to help her, an unemployed person, play pachinko.

It's fantasy time!

"But if I don't want to be too far from home, what about university? Let alone Xiling, there isn't even a university in Nansang," Lin Li asked again.

"Then please let us go to the same university. If it's close to you, I should be able to accept it being too far from home." Chen Yuying put her hands behind her back, her steps and voice equally light.

A great straight shot that made the rows of pink bubbles spin.

“No problem.” Lin Li thumped his chest and said with a smile, “Then when we’re in college, we can stroll around the campus together without having to hide like we do now. Forget holding hands, I can even carry you on my back or hug you as we walk around the new school.”

"I'd rather not carry you, but I might consider carrying you on my back."

After saying something a little bold, Chen Yuying felt a little shy, lowered her head slightly, and unconsciously rubbed a small pebble on the ground with her toes, her voice also sounding soft.

Seeing her shy yet trying hard to remain calm, I couldn't help but smile even more.

The two talked about the future as they strolled side by side on the campus of Pingjiang University.

Before they knew it, they had arrived at the edge of a shimmering artificial lake on campus.

A gentle breeze carries a moist and refreshing mist, and several water birds swim leisurely in the distance.

"We've been walking for quite a while, shall we sit down and rest for a bit?" Lin Li pointed to a clean wooden bench by the lake.

"Yeah, okay."

Lin Li took two quick steps, symbolically brushed the chair surface with his sleeve, and then stepped aside.

Chen Yuying sat down beside him, her hands obediently placed on her knees, the hem of her school uniform swaying gently in the breeze.

"A few peach blossoms bloom outside the bamboo grove; the ducks are the first to know when the spring river warms." Lin Li suddenly spoke.

Chen Yuying turned her head and looked at Lin Li curiously. She didn't think this was just Lin Li's remark.

It shouldn't be this naive.

Lin Li: "According to unofficial historical records, this poem describes the scene of male prostitutes frolicking in the river in ancient times."

"I see." Chen Yuying smiled and replied gently.

That's more like it!

"The ground is covered with artemisia and the reeds are short, just when the pufferfish are about to ascend. Speaking of the pufferfish, it is a famous patron who enjoys male homosexuality."

Chen Yuying pretended not to hear that sentence.

"Uh~uh~uh~, 'Singing with neck bent towards the sky' is a poetic description by the poet on the shore after the client and the male prostitute have officially begun their encounter."

"White feathers float on green water, red webbed feet stir clear waves, oh, it's a Western white-feathered duck!"

"Paji!"

Fed up!

Chen Yuying placed her hand on Lin Li's lips, saying helplessly yet reproachfully:

"Shut up~"

"okay."

(End of this chapter)