Chapter 358 Diamond-studded Famous Grass

Behind every successful man, there is an outstanding woman.

Although this statement has become outdated in later generations, Zhang Yunqi still feels that it makes a lot of sense.

The more relationships you have, the deeper your feelings in this regard will be, and the more pessimistic your attitude towards relationships will become.

In an era like the later generations where entertainment is paramount and people are deeply trapped in consumption traps, for most ordinary men, including him, wanting to find an excellent woman who is spiritually compatible with them is actually like fishing for enoki mushrooms in the sea.

Many years ago, probably when he graduated from technical secondary school and entered the working society, and when he was in his thirties and had a few blind dates and got hastily married, Zhang Yunqi stopped playing with love, or he could not afford to play with love.

As for women, he goes with the flow and doesn't care about anything. He will chat with anyone he can get along with and go to bed with anyone he can. He will appreciate the plumpness of a fatter woman and the slimness of a thinner woman. He will appreciate the innocence of an ignorant woman and communicate with her soul if she is wise. He will pretend to be a rich man in front of sophisticated women and talk about Zen in front of detached people.

Fortunately, Zhang Xiaonan is an excellent woman.

This is a blessing for his elder brother Zhang Yunfeng.

Sometimes, Zhang Yunqi felt that he was quite lucky.

Back to the present, back to my youth, in such a not-too-distant past, in a small town with blue-tiled alleys and mottled walls, I have the opportunity to cherish those outstanding people who are worth cherishing, instead of living in a muddle-headed way, muddling through, and treating feelings as an unattainable luxury.

Chu Jian is naturally also an excellent girl.

This girl is obviously a leader in her studies. She has always been ranked first in the school and has completely set herself apart from other students.

Zhang Yunqi knew that the No. 1 Middle School in the city had recommended places for admission, but he didn't know which schools they were. However, the school held a selection exam for recommended students at the end of last year, and he was among them. He is now choosing which schools to apply to.

How can I put it? It's like everyone is a wildebeest being chased by a lion, running desperately towards a river called the College Entrance Examination. If you can wade across it, you will be safe. If you can't, you will be slaughtered.

But on the way, a VIP channel suddenly appeared, and the school's admission quota fell directly on Chu Jian. While everyone was working hard for the college entrance examination, she could already sit back and relax.

This is really enviable.

But then again, Chu Jian is not without other problems. Most of her life is occupied by studying. If a person is too focused on studying, he will miss the beauty of other things. So this girl was born in a swamp, but she is full of sunshine and is still idealistic.

Compared to our first encounter, Ji Ling's life as an art student seems to be more colorful.

She had studied music for a while before, and later fell in love with art. This girl's thoughts have always been unpredictable, but now she is a little unstoppable on the road of studying art and has already applied for an art school.

Ji Ling was already very busy in the second half of last year.

She had been training for the art exam for several months, and took the provincial exam at the end of the year. Now she had to take part in the entrance exams of many colleges and universities. She was flying all over the country, and most of the time, Zhang Yunqi hardly saw her at the No. 1 Middle School in the city.

In a few days, Ji Ling will fly to the capital Qingmei to take the school entrance examination.

Zhang Yunqi didn't understand all this, but he knew Qingmei's fame to some extent. He felt that it was a big deal and he needed to support her. In the evening, he and Chujian treated her to a seafood dinner.

While Ji Ling was at school, Zhang Yunqi went to her class.

There are 156 classes in total in the senior year of Jiangchuan No. 143 Middle School, divided into two grade groups. Zhang Yunqi and Chu Jian are in Class of Group , and Ji Ling is in Class of Group . Zhang Yunqi has almost never been to the Jiejing teaching building. Apart from Ji Ling, he doesn't know many people there.

I went up the stairs and came to the door of Class 143.

This was Zhang Yunqi's first time in Ji Ling's class, but he had heard a rumor in the school that Class 133 of Senior was full of all kinds of art students, rich students, handsome boys and beautiful girls.

When it comes to art, money is the stepping stone.

For art students who want to develop in the field of acting, the requirements are even higher. At the very least, they have to have outstanding looks. Otherwise, how will the director and the mine owner choose the heroine or hero in bed in the future?
At the classroom door, Zhang Yunqi saw several boys and girls basking in the sun and chatting in the corridor. They were all well-proportioned and good-looking, and their dress was obviously different from those of the poor cultural students like them.

Zhang Yunqi glanced into the classroom and saw Ji Ling sitting under the window on the inner wall, with his chin in his hand, writing and drawing on a notebook with a pen, but no one knew what he was writing.

He called Ji Ling at the door. Ji Ling turned his head, saw Zhang Yunqi, stood up and came out.

Ji Ling was wearing a slim blue shirt, a black and white spotted hoodie, black tights, white Nike shoes, and a baseball cap turned upside down on her head. She looked clear and bright, with her hands behind her back. “What are you doing?”

Zhang Yunqi smiled and said, "Do you have a date tonight?"

Ji Ling said with a "tsk tsk" sound: "You want to date me?"

At this time, the boys and girls in the corridor looked over. A tall girl who seemed to be very close to Ji Ling asked with a smile: "Ling, who is this guy? Can you introduce him?"

Ji Ling tilted her head, put her hand on Zhang Yunqi's shoulder, and smiled: "I've been playing with you since childhood, but you're already taken! Don't act so coquettishly."

The boys and girls all laughed.

Zhang Yunqi was embarrassed. He greeted Ji Ling and said, "Let's have dinner together tonight. Are you free? You are going to the capital to take an exam in a few days. I want to send you off."

"I'm free now!" Ji Ling smiled.

As she said that, she waved to her classmates and pulled Zhang Yunqi downstairs.

The people in the corridor looked at the two men from behind and started chatting: "Are there no more babes in No. 1 Middle School? Can this guy be considered a famous babe? He's just average looking."

"Don't you know? His name is Zhang Yunqi."

"Holy crap! Really?"

"This is golden grass inlaid with diamonds!"

"No wonder Ji Ling has such a good relationship with him. I usually see her being quite rude to boys."

At that time, Zhang Yunqi and Ji Ling had already gone down the stairs.

Zhang Yunqi didn't know what this quirky girl was trying to do. He followed her through the tree-lined paths of the campus and soon arrived in front of a teaching building in a former Soviet-style building. The teaching building was hidden in a green gingko forest, and the bright sunshine enveloped it, refracting warm light.

Ji Ling took Zhang Yun to the door of a studio and took out the key to open it.

There was no one in the school studio.

At this time, art students are either attending expensive training camps outside or preparing for school entrance exams.

Ji Ling pulled Zhang Yunqi to sit on a chair in front of the studio. He asked, "What are you going to do?"

Ji Ling held the paint board in his hand and said, "Sit still and don't move!"

Zhang Yunqi figured out what was going on and said with a smile: "You want to draw for me? It will take a long time, right? Big sister, I have to go to class later."

"Then I'll skip class."

"Is it so easy to skip class for you?"

"Don't you do this often? You're familiar with it now."

"Can you let me be complacent for a while?"

"Okay, wait until I finish drawing, be good."

(End of this chapter)