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This time, we won't get separated again!

This is Chen Dong's promise: he will no longer let Han Ning'er spend New Year's Eve alone setting off fireworks; he will remember to celebrate every birthday with Han Ning'er.

His birthday will never again leave Han Ning'er waiting foolishly until dawn alone.

He will never lose this friendship again, just as Han Ning'er wrote in her photo album, they will never be separated.

There was him, there was her, and there was everyone.

"Stop being so sentimental, the candles are almost burned out, are you still going to eat cake?" Liu Yumo was never one to be sentimental, his eyes fixed on the cake.

"Are you going to die if you don't eat?" Han Ning'er gave him a death stare.

Jiang Lina rubbed her forehead. This straight man is hopeless. Didn't he see that Brother Dong and Sister Han were getting all sentimental? He ruined the whole atmosphere with just one sentence.

No wonder you're single.

"Let me make a wish first."

Chen Dong closed his eyes and made a wish, then blew out the candles. Before anyone could react, he grabbed a piece of cake and slapped it at Liu Yumo's face.

"Mozi, let's eat cake."

With a snap, Liu Yumo instantly turned into a big, spotted cat, his whole body suddenly frozen in shock. He then stuck out his tongue and licked the surrounding cake, revealing a wicked smile.

"Dong-ge, you seem to have forgotten who has the cake. Sisters, let's go!" Liu Yumo shouted, reaching out to grab a piece of cake and slapping it at Chen Dong.

Chen Dong leaned back to avoid it.

Han Ning'er snapped out of her daze and excitedly shouted, "Girls, let's go!"

Jiang Lina was the first to catch up, Jing Shanshan was two seconds slower, and Ye Wanwan stood still, unsure whether she was too docile to do so or couldn't bear to bully Chen Dong.

But in the end, he was still pulled off the stage by Han Ning'er.

"Mozi, we're the only two boys here, don't kill each other."

"Who slapped me in the face, Ning'er? Was it you?"

"You little brat, Ye Zi, how dare you team up with them to bully me? Looks like you've really gone bad. Don't let me catch you and see how I deal with you."

"Still daring to yell? Shanshan, aim for his head."

"Lina, don't throw it, rub it on him."

"Little Mozi, hold him down."

Ultimately, two fists can't fight four hands. Chen Dong was hugged by Liu Yumo, his hands were trapped inside, and his face was covered in cake cream by Han Ning'er and the others, as well as his hair and clothes.

He looked quite disheveled.

However, Han Ning'er and the others were not completely spared either. Everyone's face was covered in graffiti, yet they were all beaming with incredibly bright smiles.

Ultimately, Han Ning'er captured this beautiful moment of youth.

……

It was almost midnight when he got home. Zeng Ling and Chen Zhenjiang were still waiting for him in the living room. They were surprised to see him looking disheveled and miserable.

They quickly guessed what had happened.

"I told them that Wanwan and the others would definitely celebrate for their son, so this cake seemed a bit unnecessary."

"Who said it's superfluous? Does your son look like he's eating cake?"

There was a cake prepared at home. Although his birthday had passed early and he had eaten the cake in advance, today is the day Chen Dong truly comes of age.

A cake ceremony is a must.

The parents weren't going to spoil the fun, so how could Chen Dong refuse? They turned off the lights, and the three of them gathered around the cake, lit the candles, and Chen Dong clasped his hands together to make a wish.

Then cut the cake and enjoy a sweet and loving meal.

"It's getting late, go upstairs and wash up and get some rest."

Chen Dong wanted to tidy up the table, but Zeng Ling stopped him and pushed him towards the stairwell, saying she would take care of the rest.

Chen Dong didn't refuse and smiled as he said goodnight.

He went upstairs to wash his hair and take a shower. It was exactly midnight when he dried his hair. He opened his backpack and took out the mechanical keyboard that Liu Yumo had given him, ready to work overtime all night.

"Ding~"

Suddenly, my phone on the table beeped with a text message. I picked it up and saw that it was from Han Ning'er.

"Happy birthday, Dong-ge. I'm not the first person to wish you a happy birthday, but I'm definitely the last, hehe. What I want to say is that I'll always be there for you in the end."

A timed text message, sent at the last minute.

Chen Dong stared blankly at the text message, his mind drifting back to the contents of the photo album, including a particularly poignant line.

"I want you to win, even if it costs me."

She's such a silly girl.

Even though the original owner severed ties with Shuya and cut off all relations with her, she still foolishly paid attention to him, missed him, and even compromised with Wu Jie for him.

As she said, she hopes you win, no matter what it costs her.

Even now, I am still willing to be Chen Dong's last resort.

Chen Dong sighed deeply, all he could say was: What have I done to deserve this?

The editor replied to the message: "This time, I won't let you lose."

Putting down his phone, Chen Dong chained up his mechanical keyboard, first updating today's chapter, then working overtime through the night. There was no other way; his drafts were all gone.

On the other side, Han Ning'er lay in bed, looking at the message sent by Chen Dong, her face full of sweet smiles.

"Brother Ben Dong, I didn't lose in the first place."

……

Time passed slowly, and before they knew it, it was the end of the month. Chen Dong had not had an easy time in the past twenty days.

I have to stay up late to write, so I catch up on sleep during morning self-study and review the plot of Battle Through the Heavens during breaks to ensure the quality of the story and my writing efficiency at night.

The rest of his time was spent diligently practicing problems, with daily in-class quizzes. The second semester of his senior year was entirely devoted to various exams and an endless sea of ​​practice questions.

And just like that, the 100-day countdown rally at the end of the month arrived in the blink of an eye.

"Ring ring~"

As the bell rang to signal the end of the second period in the morning, the long break began, and each senior class, led by their respective homeroom teachers, went to the playground to assemble.

"I finally made it to the long break and was thinking of taking a nap, but they had to hold this 100-day countdown rally. Was this kind of formalism really necessary?"

On his way downstairs, Liu Yumo muttered complaints.

"I don't think it's necessary. If someone is a bad student, they'll still be a bad student. Do you think they can turn things around in the last hundred days?" Zhang Yan, who was following behind, felt deeply sympathetic.

He yawned sleepily, looking very sleepy, and really wanted to take a nap.

What's with the oath-taking ceremony? If you're a bad student, you're a bad student. You can't become a top student just by going down there and shouting slogans.

"Hey, you know what, Dong-ge can turn things around in a month, so a hundred days is enough for you to turn things around three times," Li Shuo joked from the side.

"I think you're really not awake yet. How dare you compare yourself to Brother Dong? Brother Dong is an unparalleled genius. He didn't speak up before because he didn't want to, not because he couldn't. Today, he will amaze the world with his talent." Zhang Yan rolled her eyes.

A frog at the bottom of a well has no idea what a peerless genius is.

Chen Dong didn't respond, expressing reservations about this kind of pep rally. Perhaps it wasn't just these underachievers; even many top students disliked this kind of process.

They'd rather spend their time practicing coding problems; maybe they can even crack one or two difficult ones.

But since this process exists, it must have its purpose.

Soon, all the students from the more than 20 senior classes gathered together, and a banner was already hung on the leadership platform in the school field, announcing the 100-day countdown rally for the 2008 college entrance examination.

Seeing that everyone was present, the meeting facilitator gestured to the leader and then picked up the microphone.

"Respected leaders, beloved teachers, and dear classmates, good morning everyone."

"After nine years of hard work, we are finally about to reach an important moment in our academic journey. In this 100-day sprint, we hope that all students will achieve top scores in the exams."

"As the seasons change and spring arrives, we will solemnly hold the 2008 College Entrance Examination 100-Day Countdown Rally here, accompanied by this bright and sunny spring."

"I now declare: the 2008 College Entrance Examination 100-Day Countdown Rally officially begins. Please all rise and sing the national anthem."

Ding ding ding ding ding~

The entire audience sang along, their voices seemingly able to dispel sleepiness and invigorate everyone.

"With a single-minded dedication to teaching and nurturing the world, Qingjiang Middle School has always upheld its teaching philosophy... Next, please welcome the principal to speak." As the national anthem ended, the host continued to preside over the proceedings.

There's no need for a lengthy explanation, as time is limited.

"Teachers are the navigators in the sea of ​​knowledge and the instructors on the battlefield. They deeply understand their responsibility to educate and nurture students, and always keep their duties and mission in mind. They are constantly striving to help students succeed and reassure parents."

"Next, please welcome the head of the senior three grade group to speak."

Next, the teachers from the senior high school group will speak.

It was concise and to the point, ending quickly.

"Dear students, time flies and never returns. Let us put aside the past glories and humiliations for now. The next hundred days hold infinite possibilities. The future is uncertain, and we could all be dark horses."

"Next, let's give a warm round of applause to welcome Chen Dong, the biggest dark horse in the history of Qingjiang Middle School, to the stage to speak."

Crackle, crackle.

As the host finished speaking, thunderous applause erupted in the schoolyard, radiating from Class 3 and resounding throughout the entire grade.

"Brother Dong, Brother Dong."

Zhang Yan and Li Shuo, two bright and clever students, raised their hands and clenched their fists, shouting loudly. Gradually, Class 3 started shouting as well.

"Brother Dong, Brother Dong!"

The troublemakers from other classes, who already revered Chen Dong, also shouted loudly in support of him, gradually inspiring thousands of students from all classes to join in the cheering.

In no time, the name "Dong Ge" resounded throughout the campus.

The level of enthusiasm was comparable to welcoming a celebrity.

"..." Chen Dong's lips twitched.

A scene suddenly flashed into his mind: he was a general leading his army to conquer east and west just to survive, but his subordinates insisted on dressing him in a yellow robe, euphemistically called "keeping warm."

This whole thing makes it seem like if he takes office and doesn't beat up the principal to replace him, he'd be letting down the students who supported him.

"Long live Brother Dong..."

"Brother Dong, I'd go through fire and water for you..."

Zhang Yan and Li Shuo, this pair of brilliant strategists, were still chanting slogans. Although Liu Yumo didn't kick them hard, these two clever men were definitely following behind Chen Dong to protect him.

Hey you two idiots, keep a low profile. Dong Ge isn't the same Dong Ge as before. This isn't the time for any special events. Our Dong Ge is shining white.

On the stage, the host, school leaders, and teachers all shook their heads slightly as they watched the more than a thousand people in the schoolyard displaying their enthusiasm and creating an unprecedentedly lively atmosphere.

"The pep rally used to be dull, but this year it's been so lively."

"It's mainly because Chen Dong is very popular."

"I did get a bit of a mess back then."

"Hey, young people are full of energy, that's normal. Otherwise, how could they make a dark horse comeback?"

"The leader is right."

……

Amidst the shouts of his classmates and the watchful eyes of the leaders, Chen Dong walked to the podium and took the microphone from the host.

"Shh~ Quiet down, Dong-ge is about to show off."

"If you can't speak properly, then donate your mouth. Dong Ge's act wasn't just showing off; it was a divine manifestation."

Immediately, the two protectors, Zhang Yan and Li Shuo, raised their hands to signal everyone to be quiet and watch Chen Dong pretend to be... oh no, to manifest himself.