pjbooks Chapter 22 Summer is always the best season
Chapter 22 Summer is always the best season
After chatting with his parents for a few minutes, Zeng Cheng went back to his room and lay down on the bed without even taking off his shoes.
I want to sleep, but I toss and turn and can't fall asleep.
How should I describe it? — Suddenly I felt an immense emptiness.
With the college entrance exam over, life suddenly loses its main focus, and from now until the start of university, there is a long vacation of nearly three months.
To relieve emptiness, either find something to have fun with or keep yourself busy.
In his past life, Zeng Cheng chose the former path; he certainly couldn't afford to waste his youth like that in this life.
Zeng Cheng got out of bed, took out paper and pen, and began to make a schedule.
My first goal is to get a driver's license.
This is the simplest.
Old Zeng had a classmate named Zhao Dehan, who owned a driving school in Dezhou. With this uncle's help, he could get his license in a month or two.
The second goal is to make money.
I aim to have three to five million yuan in hand before entering university, as start-up capital for my formal business.
What to do? The stock market is definitely the main factor.
After accumulating some spare money in his previous life, Zeng Cheng became obsessed with the stock market for a period of time, studying the market trends after the turn of the millennium.
Specifically in 2009, the stock market finally began to recover after the sharp drop triggered by the subprime crisis the previous year.
The Shanghai Composite Index surged from 1664 points, a level comparable to the Mariana Trench, to 3478 points, and continued to rise until early August when it began to adjust and decline.
In other words, he had enough time to ride this wave of opportunity.
Based on his memory of a few stocks that had surged in value, Zeng Cheng was confident that even with an initial investment of only a few hundred thousand yuan, he could grow it to three to five million yuan.
There's no need for any more.
As I said before, Mr. Zeng will be on the list of those who get rich in three to five years, so he needs to start laying the groundwork now and make his rise to wealth seem legitimate.
It's a bit scary, but not outrageous, that a high school student can make three to five million from the stock market.
If it's thirty to fifty million, that's outrageous!
Moreover, if a person gets used to speculation and profiteering, it is easy for them to develop path dependence.
Making quick money through stocks is fine, but it should never be the foundation of your livelihood.
After making a schedule, Zeng Cheng left the room and told his parents that he wanted to take the driving test.
Zeng Liqing nodded as he read the newspaper, then asked Zeng Cheng when he planned to take the exam.
"The day after tomorrow, I think. I just finished my exams, so I'll rest for a couple of days first."
After finalizing the matter, Zeng Cheng returned to his room.
Just as I was about to call Li Xingzhi to ask how his exam went, Li Xingzhi called first.
"Cheng-ge, do you remember the other day you forced me to memorize model essays several times?"
"What's wrong?"
"This year's college entrance exam essay topic is almost identical to one of the model essays. Did you know this beforehand?"
"Cicada, you may lack knowledge, but you must have common sense. The confidentiality level of the college entrance examination is comparable to that of the ancient imperial examination. In history, which case of cheating in the imperial examinations didn't result in countless deaths?"
"So... it's just that we two brothers were lucky and guessed the right question?"
"Let me correct you. I was the one who guessed the question correctly. What's it to you? When one person attains enlightenment, even their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven. I am the protagonist who has attained enlightenment and ascended to heaven. You are at most the dog beside the protagonist."
"Brother Cheng, you've gone too far!"
"What's wrong? Don't want to be a dog?"
"nonsense!"
"Then you'll have to be a chicken."
"..."
After a moment of silence, Li Xingzhi told Zeng Cheng, "If you're so capable, then stand still."
"what?"
"I'll come over and call you through the phone line!"
"Idiot—I'm using a cell phone!"
Two days passed in a flash.
These past two days, Zeng Cheng has stayed home, not leaving the house at all, just letting things stagnate and trying to recover his SAN value.
I sleep until I naturally wake up, and after getting up, I either read novels or watch TV series.
The novels of 2009 were really good, such as the ongoing serialized novels "Panlong" and "Battle Through the Heavens", and "Tomb of the Gods", which just finished its serialization six months ago.
These represent the youth of so many people.
The TV series is also excellent.
The pinnacle of spy dramas is "Lurking," the pinnacle of fantasy dramas is "Chinese Paladin 3," and the benchmark of urban dramas is "Dwelling Narrowness."
Oh, and there's also the masterpiece "Meteor Shower," which has left behind countless memorable memes.
Of course I chatted with Yu Baiwei.
This girl must be naturally aloof; even though the two are quite familiar with each other, Zeng Cheng still needs to take the initiative to start conversations most of the time.
However, when Zeng Cheng forgets to send her a message, she will take the initiative to send him one.
For example, this evening, Yu Baiwei sent Zeng Cheng a message asking him what he was doing.
Zeng Cheng first replied, "I'm reading a novel," and then sent her another paragraph a little while later.
"Yu, now it's my turn to interview you. What are you doing this time?"
"Bored, spacing out, watching the clouds."
Zeng Cheng walked to the window and looked at the few fiery clouds floating above the western mountains.
"What a coincidence, I was looking at the same one too, but I don't know if we're looking at the same one."
"I'm looking at the most beautiful one."
"That must be the same flower."
Why?
"Because—it's not that we watch it because it's at its best, but rather that it's best when we watch it together!"
"Zeng Cheng, even though you're talking nonsense, I'm still a tiny bit happy."
"My pleasure".
At this point in the conversation, Zeng Cheng continued reading his novel.
Immersed in reading, time flew by. Half an hour passed quickly, and he noticed that Yu Baiwei had sent another message.
There were no words, just three consecutive smiling faces—a certain stunningly beautiful woman really likes to use this emoji.
"what?"
"It's nothing."
Zeng Cheng didn't take it seriously and continued reading his novel.
Half an hour later, Yu Baiwei sent another message, this time with a triple smiley face emoji.
"What now?"
Zeng Cheng typed three words, but his index finger was on the send button without pressing it.
He wasn't a straight man like Li Xingzhi, and he finally realized that this girl was most likely thinking about him.
After deleting it, I replaced it with this sentence.
"Yu, it's been so many days since we last saw each other. Have you missed me?"
No.
Zeng Cheng knew that this girl was the type who said one thing but meant another, and that she was also thin-skinned, so naturally he didn't expose her.
After thinking about it, I told her, "That's it, I think about you every day, but you never think about me. It seems our friendship is about to capsize."
"Zeng Cheng, do you really think about me every day?"
"Of course—we're best friends for life, who else would I miss?"
"Okay, if you think about me every day, then I miss you a tiny bit too."
"Should I say I'm honored—is your mother home?"
"No—Zeng Cheng, are you going to take me out to play?"
"Sure, I'm going to driving lessons tomorrow morning. You can come find me at the driving school, and I'll take you to the arcade in the afternoon."
"OK."
On the other end of the phone, after Yu Baiwei typed those two words, two moons quietly appeared in her eyes.
Midsummer is always the best season, with the sweetness of orange lollipops and the courage of the stars deciding to stop hiding.