Gold Medal Sweetheart

As usual, Tang Xin's biological clock chimed the next day. Seeing the largest cake on the table still half-eaten, she couldn't help but pull up the quilt to cover her face, as if wanting to say goodbye to the person who had said he'd only look at it the night before, but ended up eating it without any bottom line.

I sent a WeChat message to Jin Taize last night, still because I felt bad, "I'm sorry for making you spend money." Although it was just a few words, the gratitude I wanted to express was real.

However, Jin Taize replied, "You're welcome, I'll pay you back later." This reassured her that she could repay him. She didn't like owing favors to others, and she never took their kindness for granted, so she always insisted on a two-way process in her interpersonal relationships.

Jin Taize also wanted her to cooperate with him in the next few months and do a good job of replacing his fake girlfriend. She also thought it through and would try her best to play the role well. After all, Young Master Jin invested so much RMB in this matter so that she could help him.

To reassure Jin Taize, Tang Xin readily typed, "I will do my best to play the role of Guan Yushan."

After expressing her feelings last night, she played with her phone for a while, but did not receive a reply from Jin Taize. Perhaps because of the shocking and violent day yesterday, she actually fell asleep holding her phone.

She reached out and picked up the phone that she had thrown aside after falling asleep last night. Out of habit, she first checked to see if there were any messages on WeChat. When she clicked on it, she found that there were dozens of comment prompts in the Moments.

Tang Xin clicked on it suspiciously, and surprisingly, it was filled with all Jin Taize's avatars. Her doubts deepened a bit, and she continued to click on it, and it listed the texts and pictures she had posted on her Moments in recent years.

In the photo from the dorm after-party, the dorm table is piled high with snacks and beer, and several girls are huddled together, her face flushed from the alcohol. — "No matter where we go, we're all good sisters."

King: I can basically guess how much Mr. Tang can drink.

"From today on, I am a glorious people's teacher."

King: Congratulations.

In photos from her summer trip to Dalian, she's wearing a floral dress, standing on a shallow beach submerged in the sea, making a silly V with her hands. — "Next time I want to see the sea, I'm going to Hainan."

King: Do we want to promote the character of Edward Scissorhands from the north to the south?

To ace the school's teaching skills competition, she stayed up late preparing, taking a photo of herself flipping through a textbook under the dim light at 3 a.m. "Pre-competition preparation. The last time I stayed up late was the night before my college finals, cramming."

King: Which one is better, this time or the final grade?

She was determined to exercise and keep fit, and set a goal to run three kilometers every day. She used software to check in her exercise records on WeChat Moments. After persisting for a month, she finally gave up after her menstrual period started. She decided never to do anything that would make things difficult for herself again.

On the last day’s check-in record——

King: It lasted longer than I thought.

On a boring day - "Plan today's activities - play with phone, play with phone, play with phone, lie down and play with phone, play with phone in the living room, play with phone in the bedroom. As long as you send me a message today, I will reply immediately."

King: "It's a pity that we met a little late. If we had met earlier, I might have disturbed your normal use of your phone."

Replies flooded the screen, making Tang Xin laugh and fume at the same time. She wondered how long it would take to read through all those Moments and write all those comments. Perhaps Jin Taize had trouble sleeping last night. Could this be what he meant by "work requirements"? This was a way to get to know her, so that she could more easily smooth things over when she met his family.

But what did this "affecting normal use of the phone" mean? Tang Xin frowned and thought for a moment before replying, "Why?"

A few seconds later, the WeChat notification sounded and a new private message came in.

Jin Taize's avatar appeared at the top of the screen. "Awake?"

Tang Xin stretched, typed "hmm" slowly, and sent a questioning emoticon.

Jin Taize was adjusting his ink-black tie in front of the mirror. When he heard the prompt tone, his face was dyed golden by the sunlight shining in, and a slight curve appeared at the corner of his mouth. He knew she would continue to ask.

"After leaving the holiday villa, when I tried to contact you again, your phone was turned off." Jin Taize raised his eyebrows and brought up the past. "I think if we had known each other earlier, I would have been able to contact you by calling Teacher Tang who was playing with his phone that day."

At that time, Tang Xin thought he was a complete playboy who wanted to sleep with her. She was so scared that she never dared to answer his calls or see him again. Thinking of how she was anxious and wandering like a ghost for a few days, she couldn't help but sneer at herself.

"You were trying to scare me on purpose, weren't you?" Tang Xin turned over and lay on the bed, pouting her lips and replying with a line of words, her face full of a little woman's coquettish smile.

Even she herself had never imagined that one day she would be able to openly discuss her pretend girlfriend relationship with Jin Taize. It was as if, now that the facade had been exposed and they were in the same boat, Tang Xin could finally be herself again, their conversations natural and casual. Now she was somewhat grateful to Jin Taize for exposing her; she finally didn't have to pretend so hard.

"The real purpose is not to scare you." Jin Taize stopped what he was doing, stared at the screen seriously, and sent it word by word.