If flowers bloom, youth will naturally follow.

"OK, where to?" Little Fatty asked, taking out his phone.

"Where to..." Jiang Ziyi hesitated for a moment, "Have you ever tried donkey meat sandwiches?"

"No, sis, I really do diet. I rarely eat a lot of meat and fish," the chubby boy said sincerely.

“Then I’ll take you out for a cheat meal today. Let’s go eat donkey meat sandwiches. You can lose weight after you’re full. Hmm… Tell Tianyi to go to that old donkey head next to the military academy square,” Jiang Ziyi said.

"OK," Little Fatty agreed and called Tianyi. The two chatted for a bit, and Little Fatty hung up the phone with a big smile: "He said he's leaving right away."

Jiang and Dun could sense the rich atmosphere of spring in Xiao Pang's voice during the phone call. Hmm... not the spring you're thinking of, but the spring of springtime. Xiao Pang's emotions are very infectious; every time you see his silly face, you always feel a refreshing feeling like a spring breeze.

……

"See this? My alma mater, Hebei University," Dun Chenyu said, driving with the flair of a pro. She even had the leisure to introduce the university to Xiao Pang while driving, unlike when she first learned to drive in the summer, when she held the steering wheel as if it were an atomic bomb and was extremely cautious.

"Oh? It doesn't look as good as Harbin Institute of Technology," Little Fatty looked back at the rather magnificent teaching building, but he had already been to Harbin Institute of Technology. After seeing Huangshan, no other mountain compares, so he couldn't muster any more anticipation.

"..." Dun Chenyu was speechless. Although she was a dropout at Hebei University, she still had a sense of belonging. She couldn't help but mock, "Does the beauty of Harbin Institute of Technology have anything to do with you? How are you doing in your studies? Can you get into Hebei University? If you work hard and get in, you can be my junior and we can see each other often."

"Hehe," Hebei University was a goal that Little Fatty could only look up to three months ago, but now, after a series of lucky encounters, he no longer thinks much of it: "Now my goal is much more impressive, to go to the university with the character 'He' in its name."

"Go to the river? What do you mean? Peking University? Peking University? Your goal is Peking University?" Dun Chenyu asked five questions in a row.

"Hehe, I'm going to go to the same school as Brother Tianyi," the chubby boy laughed.

"Hahaha," the two women laughed wildly, and the little horse-drawn carriage laughed along with them. It suddenly swerved into the side lane, startling a car next to it, which slammed on its brakes and started honking its horn frantically.

"Damn it," Jiang Ziyi reached out and steered her back on track: "Just drive your car properly, do you even have the ability to do that? Stop chatting."

"Sorry, sorry," Dun Chenyu said, her face turning pale with fright. She shut her mouth and focused on driving.

Once you pass Hebei University, you've reached your destination: Lao Lu Tou Donkey Meat Sandwich.

Less than two minutes later, Dun Chenyu parked the car and, like a pig with incredibly long reflexes in a joke, sprawled on the steering wheel and burst into laughter: "You're applying to Peking University? Hahaha."

"What's wrong?" the chubby boy asked innocently. "Can't I set a goal?"

“Little Bao’er, having goals is a good thing, but if the goals are too vague, that’s called being overly ambitious. Do you know how difficult it is to get into Tsinghua or Peking University with your first degree? Even Tianyi can’t get in, little sister,” Dun Chenyu laughed for a while before wiping away her tears and said, “Even a genius like me can’t get into Peking University if my English isn’t terrible.”

"Ugh," Jiang Ziyi almost vomited.

"Genius like me...you must be Brother Xiaoyu," Little Fatty asked curiously. He had felt something was off since earlier. When did Sister Xiaoyu become so talkative?

"Did you just notice?" Jiang Ziyi asked.

"Why don't you speak in a male voice?" the chubby boy asked.

“Are you crazy? I’m not wearing men’s clothes,” Dun Chenyu said.

"Okay, Brother Xiaoyu, actually I'm not lame anymore. I feel like I've gotten the hang of English, and I've also gotten the hang of math," said Xiaopang.

"Huh? You're already pretty good at math because you've inherited my true skills, and now you've even found a 'feel' for it?" Dun Chenyu was astonished. Wasn't that the student surpassing the teacher?

"Hehe," the chubby student chuckled silently, looking at his former idol, the former academic star. "You? You've only just begun."

They called Qiao Tianyi and he said he would be arriving soon, so the three of them decided to wait in the car.

Jiang Ziyi pointed to the brightly lit, still bustling square across the street and said to Xiao Pang, "See that? That's the military academy square. The musical fountain there at night is amazing. You and your brother Tianyi can go there for a date after you finish dinner."

"Waaah, thank you so much, Sister Yiyi, you're so kind to me," Little Fatty was overwhelmed with gratitude.

As the three chatted, an Audi A6 slowly drove up. Little Fatty recognized the car; seeing it made him feel a bit congested. It was the same model as Lu Zhangke's, and he had ridden in it countless times.

"Tianyi is here," Jiang Ziyi leaned over and honked the horn.

She could recognize that it was her father's car, and Qiao Tianyi could naturally recognize that it was his mother's car. The Audi was driven steadily and elegantly, and he calmly and neatly reversed and parked next to them.